...Just Another Day Off...

I work in a hospital, you know? Not exactly the place for romance or anything juicy like that. But when I got home from my shift last week and found an invitation on my doorstep... it was all a bit surreal. It said 'Step into my office at noon' with no other details, which is just typical, right? I’m not one to go chasing mystery men around, but there wasn’t much else going on that day. So I showed up, and of course, it was the head doctor from work... Dr. Harris. We’d been colleagues for a couple years, and while we did have our moments in the break room, you know, sharing coffee, exchanging gossip with the nurses, nothing like this ever crossed my mind before. He’s in his forties now, balding and graying at the temples. We sat there... and suddenly he leans over, whispering that today's just about roleplay... 'Let's pretend we're not just coworkers,' he says. And I find myself nodding along to it... even though a part of me is thinking ‘What am I doing? This isn’t right…’ It was incredibly intense, actually, his hands all over me, and then the way he took control. We both knew it wasn't real, but the fantasy had this power that made it feel so much more... vivid. And now here we are, a couple days later, with no idea if there'll ever be another 'office visit' again. It's silly to worry over such nonsense, really....