Office Romance

[jhejhe]

rapsa

[razer65]

Done Office Romance. Not worth it. Plenty of fish outside.

[Lonmar456]

Don't eat where you shite.

i resigned dahil sa ganito. Pwede fling pero pag relationship? No

[LoseStreak]

Nakakasira ng pamilya hahahaha

[Skreth]

sakit sa ulo kunyari may away kayo. di maiiwasan na madamay trabaho

[Dilan807]

Must always separate personal matter and career, gulo at sakit lang sa ulo ang dulot nyan. 

[razer65]

Did this. Never again.

[larrylizard]

Career suicide yan. One of you will need to leave the office

[Middle Eastern Girl]

Never again

[lowkeys01]

Tapos ng earthquake

[explorer6999]

thrilled 

[Holly Golightly]

On 11/10/2024 at 11:02 PM, Holly Golightly said:

For 10 months in 2018, I slept with a guy from work. Our offices were on different floors, and our roles didn't intersect. Nobody knew about us.

Whenever we'd bump into each other in the hallways, he’d give a smile or a casual “hi,” which I would usually ignore. Shortly after, I’d get a message from him—anything from a compliment like, “You look gorgeous” to something vulgar, like, “Want to take it up your ass later?" or "Come sit on my face tonight." The last two were always serious invitations.

I never saw him as a friend. Perhaps what made the sex so explosive was that, to some extent, I actually hated him.

We fucked often during that period, regardless if I was tired from travel or if he was sick. I was so desperate for his cock that I allowed him shoot his load into me on several occasions.

On weekends, he was a frequent last stop after a long night of partying. No matter how wasted I was, he'd open the door when I came knocking, even if it was 5 in the morning. He'd take me to bed and pound the heat out of me.

So much time has passed since then. We were messaging just yesterday about vegetables. He still isn't a friend, but at least I don’t hate him anymore.

Just the other day, I met a girl over a mixer dinner with friends and acquaintances. She said, "You might know my cousin, he's in the same line of work as you."

"What's his name?" I asked.

She said his name. The name of the guy from my post above.

It took a second to register. I blinked as memories flashed.

And yet, I kept my reply short, condensing 10 months into two factual sentences: "Yes, I know him. He's a friend of a friend."

[Dilan807]

The drama maker, dont do it 

[Nahoon]

It’s fun if you can navigate it good with mutual understanding 

[fibpremo]

Good while it lasted