One thing I dislike about meeting women at work is I get too flustered.
My last client today was an attractive, slim, strawberry-blonde, with a killer body and a cute personality. At first our flirting was purely superficial-- winks here and there, the extra long glance into each others' eyes. But then our light conversation started to turn when she started to make inferences about me. She sensed that I had a hobby outside of work, which I told her about my photography. I was really impressed with her intuitiveness.
Things were wrapping up at work and I had plans. And she kept browsing. I really wanted to stay with her and flirt more, but I needed to meet this friend of mine for coffee. I kept things light and walked her to the door.
Then she asked if I would be leaving because she wanted to walk with me. I told her I needed to do some work. My instinct told me I should wait with her, so I wrote my phone number on my business card and told her I would see her tomorrow.
So why am I kicking myself right now?
I think a large part of this is due to the sexual tension I was getting from her. I could tell she was interested by our conversation, but it was too much for me to process at the moment.
I admit, I got flustered and confused. I haven't been hit on like that in a long time, so I didn't know how to handle myself.
Fuck!
I guess we'll see what unfolds tomorrow...
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