I have a straight married with kids friend who I fell in love with for a long time. I was about 6 years younger. We worked together but he sort of treated me like a little brother - I was 18. He was a bit protective of me. We used to sell DIY equipment. I thought he was handsome - he was bearded, balding with a bit of a hairy chest and a great smile. Not conventionally attractive but I thought he was so sexy. I used to follow him around like a lost puppy but he'd actually encourage this behavior for a while. I actually told him I loved him - I gave him a little note saying I loved him. He didn't seem angry - perhaps a bit confused. He told me 'I didn't tell my wife about that one'. There were plenty of other little innuendos.
One time he was standing behind me and I'm sure he knowingly grabbed my hand and pushed my elbow into his crotch again and again so I could feel it. Or, perhaps I'm imagining it. This is the maddening thing. It was always a bit subtle.
He even gave me a long hug once when we were alone - it was longer than a usual friendly hug and less jokey.
He would play fight with me a bit and he would place my hand on the lower part of his belly over his clothes (a bit above where his pubes would've been) as a sort of 'karate practice' move. I really liked it but I don't know if he meant me to enjoy it in that way. This sort of thing carried on for a while. He used to describe his body to me - that he has light brown pubes and passing references to what his dick is like.
I remember one time he told me he had cheated on his wife with someone who worked for the company. I went to the stock room once and he emerged with another guy quickly and seemed quite flustered. Those were the only clues apart from a vague admission from the other guy that they had fooled around once. I can't be sure if I'm remembering what he said accurately, though... it was so long ago.
I went round to his house to return a DVD or something - he invited me. He let me in while he was shirtless and in jogging bottoms - I could see his hairy bod. He invited me upstairs even though his wife was in the house. He lay on the bed for a while as he chatted to me. He then was playing with one of his children. I sometimes wonder what would've happened if his wife hadn't been there and I had been more courageous.
Whenever I see him, he always seems eager and happy - he tells me to get in contact with him so we can hang out, even when he knows how I feel or felt. Perhaps he believes my feelings changed.
He recently invited me to the gym and let me watch him work out, which I really enjoyed. When it came to the time to shower, it never gets that far. There have been many opportunities after football and gym but when it comes to it he never lets me see. The first time he had his towel ready as if he intended to shower but didn't as he saw how busy it was. The next time he asked me if I was going to shower at the gym - I said yes and he said he'd take a shower at home. How do I move this forward? I probably shouldn't as he's married, but...
One time he was standing behind me and I'm sure he knowingly grabbed my hand and pushed my elbow into his crotch again and again so I could feel it. Or, perhaps I'm imagining it. This is the maddening thing. It was always a bit subtle.
He even gave me a long hug once when we were alone - it was longer than a usual friendly hug and less jokey.
He would play fight with me a bit and he would place my hand on the lower part of his belly over his clothes (a bit above where his pubes would've been) as a sort of 'karate practice' move. I really liked it but I don't know if he meant me to enjoy it in that way. This sort of thing carried on for a while. He used to describe his body to me - that he has light brown pubes and passing references to what his dick is like.
I remember one time he told me he had cheated on his wife with someone who worked for the company. I went to the stock room once and he emerged with another guy quickly and seemed quite flustered. Those were the only clues apart from a vague admission from the other guy that they had fooled around once. I can't be sure if I'm remembering what he said accurately, though... it was so long ago.
I went round to his house to return a DVD or something - he invited me. He let me in while he was shirtless and in jogging bottoms - I could see his hairy bod. He invited me upstairs even though his wife was in the house. He lay on the bed for a while as he chatted to me. He then was playing with one of his children. I sometimes wonder what would've happened if his wife hadn't been there and I had been more courageous.
Whenever I see him, he always seems eager and happy - he tells me to get in contact with him so we can hang out, even when he knows how I feel or felt. Perhaps he believes my feelings changed.
He recently invited me to the gym and let me watch him work out, which I really enjoyed. When it came to the time to shower, it never gets that far. There have been many opportunities after football and gym but when it comes to it he never lets me see. The first time he had his towel ready as if he intended to shower but didn't as he saw how busy it was. The next time he asked me if I was going to shower at the gym - I said yes and he said he'd take a shower at home. How do I move this forward? I probably shouldn't as he's married, but...
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