Originally Posted by chubi
Hi,
I am a man, 27 y old.
I have a master degree, working in some company that opened soon in my region.
First time I applyied, I met that guy who was coming from US, he was looking 28 y old, blue eyes, hairy and proportional body, white bloody face, beautiful hair.
Later, I got interviewed by him, I found out he was the president of the company. During the meeting he was understanding my body language. I thought he was gay!
I was told he's a hight level person, super genius, generous.
Later, I found out he has 43 y old, I got entirely shocked, he doesn't give that age at all.
The worst to know, he is married, and has 5 kids, his family still in US, maybe divorced.
When I look in his eyes, I get drifted, deep inside them.
I can notice how girls are very attracted to him, getting into his fancy car, hanging out with him.
I was reviewing some papers with him at a late time in night, I layed my head on his shoulder. Eversince I found myself in love with him, thinking of him all the times.
I couldn't define that love.
One day, we met in the company at night, I was glad, he was very depressed, he told me he is getting betrayed by his girlfriend. I thought he was gay! he is not.
I don' wanna be gay, but I have these weird feelings to him.
Eversince we meet at night, he speaks out his relational problems. He told me he is very sexually active, and can't spend time without a girl.
I began to dream I'm making love with him, everytime he tells me one of his don-juan stories.
He realises how much I love him.
Lately, he sleeps in his office, on his leather fancy red coach. I sit next to him, he tells me many stories, he was extreamly wealthy, flying always in first class and reserving in 7 stars hotels. He is a very successful business man. He has the most beautiful expressing eyes I ever saw. very pure heart, sometimes he got naiif, but very smart, like a little baby at night and rocky man in the day.
Sometimes he let me sleep in his office next his coach, on the ground. One night, I put my head on his chest while he was sleeping. I love smelling him, smelling his breath, his body warmness. I love his hair in his body. He tells me how girls can't sleep thinking of him, but he only loves one girl, the one who betrayed him, but still in love with him.
Now, I'm very in love with him, he calls me his little brother, I can't get away 2 days without seeing him. I know he's getting back to US very soon, with his new bride. Feeling strangled to know this.
Totally lost.