Ever since I’ve seen Aron flex his abs the other night, I’ve grown a little conscious of my body around him. The last time I found him half-naked, he was in the arms of four other women and he had kept me and everyone else in the office waiting for hours like an over-entitled prick. Naturally, I was in no mood to pay any mind to his body, let alone appreciating it.
Besides, who would have guessed that the man had been hiding such a beautifully proportioned physique underneath those tailored shirts and suits?
Apparently, everyone except me!
There was an entire chat room run by some of my female colleagues at The Dialectics that was dedicated to the mystery man who I left the head office with, before getting abducted from Cockles Town. There those women spent their leisure time, lusting
