A Secret Kink In The Break Room

I’ve worked at this store for about two years now. It’s a place where I spend more time than my own home, and while it’s filled with friendly faces, there’s one person who catches my eye every day, the stock guy, Jake. We’re both in our twenties and have known each other since the beginning, but we’ve never crossed that line between coworkers and something more personal. Lately, I’ve found myself sneaking into the break room during lunch to look at pinup posters on the walls, imagining what it would be like if I could take off my clothes and let Jake see me in a different light. My partner doesn’t understand this side of me, this fascination with being admired for my body as I perform a little show just for him or someone else nearby. It’s not that I want to leave them, but the fantasy feels so real that sometimes it’s hard to think about anything else. Do you ever have secret fantasies like this while at work? How do you cope with the feelings?