White Hot Hate

W-2s

So, I had to be smart. I wasn't going to just approach him at work. But I didn't have any alternative means of contacting him either. I decided I was going to find him. Everyone has social media, but this man was good at hiding. It took me a little bit, but I eventually found a Twitter account and followed him.

I waited for the return follow before I made a move. I didn't want to come off as harsh or desperate. Thinking back now, he didn't deserve for me to pull any punches. Thinking back now, I should have never sent that request to begin with. But this was the opportune time, I had a good excuse to approach, and I tried to do so with tact.

RareGem: Hey, I just wanted to let you know that they released W-2s early on the company portal.

JustJosh: Oh?

I would come to hate that reply. The famous "Oh?".

RareGem: Yeah, I thought you'd want to know. I know I'd been waiting impatiently, so I figured you were too. lol

JustJosh: Thank you. You're right, I was waiting. lol

We went on with pleasantries for a little while making jokes, talking like friends. This is where this encounter should have stopped. I should have controlled my urges a little better. I blame myself some, but I blame him more. We were joking around like always, when he had one sarcastic reply that changed the course of this story.

JustJosh: lol. Suck my d**k ma'am.

RareGem: boy, if you only knew...

JustJosh: Oh?

RareGem: haha, nothing.

JustJosh: ...tell me. what do you mean.

RareGem: well, ya know, maybe.

JustJosh: maybe what?

RareGem: I'm just saying that it would not be completely off the table. it's not like you don't have girls swooning over you at work.

JustJosh: really? I haven't really noticed. not like there's much around there to notice.

RareGem: oh...?

JustJosh: ?

RareGem: ugh! haven't you noticed the flirtations? the was I walk with a little extra bounce in my step. the way I stand sometimes at the charge desk with my ass popped out a little extra when you're around?

JustJosh: I have.

JustJosh: I just didn't want to think too much into it. didn't want to be rude or overstep any boundary. you're married.

RareGem: Josh...my husband and I are swingers.

JustJosh: well yeah, I kind of figured that out by the pineapple in your screen name.

RareGem: ok. then let me put this in lamest terms for you.

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RareGem: idk why, but you make me weak. whenever you hit the floor I get so f*****g wet. I can't help myself. I wanna c*m for you. I wanna c*m with you.

JustJosh: ...oh? ?

RareGem: yeah, well, you know that dirty little secret. hope it doesn't effect anything with us professionally. sorry for bothering you.

JustJosh: you're not bothering me.

JustJosh: you would never bother me.

JustJosh: that is an awfully juicy ass you have.

And just like that, I'd started one of the most confusion, dumb, enraging chapters of my life. It was a rather short chapter. Still kind of hanging on by a cliffhanger to this day, to my dismay. But I really can't help myself. There's just something about that jackass that absolutely makes me melt. I'd grow to love him eventually. Then I'd grow to hate him. Deeply.