I had always been a sincere guy at work minding my own business. Never had I indulged in banters about girls and other forms of sexism with my colleagues. Was probably also intimidated with all the fancy girls around and coming from a tier 2 city to gurgaon gave a sense of insecurity. May be the girls thought of me as a creep or a nerd, but I wasn't bothered too much.

However, one fine day, when I saw you in the lift lobby, I was shaken to the core. Never had I seen such an exuberant beauty oozing some lovely fragrance and charisma. My eyes were fixated on your bossoms and glanced through your piercing blue eyes. Embarassed, I thought you had mentioned oogling at your assets.

Days passed by and my hunger for her kept increasing. The nerd in me was always reluctant to talk to her although she sat in the same bay aabi would. Fridays were the days when I would always wait for her to be casually dressed and she'd normally wear some revealing clothes.

She would normally hang out with folks from my team too and there were instances where we shared food on the same table but never really talked.

Then came q day.. a day when my life was about to change. It was our office party in chhattarpur. Was an evening rain dance party and everyone was excited about it. I was excited on another level but for something else!!

Here's the prompt. Looking for someone with good literary skills and who could be detailed and passionate with words.

About myself- 36m from india/ ncr. Exploring my kinky chutzpah as one story at a time. If it works out, would be willing to meet irl.