MiniJake had to come to my office AGAIN yesterday. How DARE he keep tempting me like this??
It was for business purposes and he brought his laptop to show me some of his hard figures. I gotta say, his output was impressive.
But seriously, he sat across my desk– again– in those faded blue jeans– again– with his little, tight polo shirt—– AGAIN!– and we looked at his R&R data (Rear and Reamer as far as i was concerned)! As I leaned in to look at his results, I caught a whiff of his cologne.
Jesus, he smelled just like an Abercrombie store!
I refocused my attention on his datasets in order to keep myself from licking his neck. How sad that I am after a 21 year old!
Yes, he’s 21. How do I know? I found out when I said, “What are you, like 19? How much school do you have left.”
I’m so cagey!
P.S. Today, I made him blush. I don’t even know what I did other than look at him with an arms-folded-somewhat-disapproving look. He turned beet red. Naturally it was adorable.
Mangina Monologues 
Oh, just nail him! If he’s 21 he’s legal in all 50 states. Way too young for me though.
Um, way too young for ME too– I don’t even SNIFF at anything below 36…
except for minijake’s cologne…
Don’t be like me CB suffering in silence over my crush on my softball team – jump his bones already and then blog about it. LOL
You should totally do him! Let us live vicariously through you …
Unfortunately I will never be able to ‘do him’ because he is a coworker… and that’s just a bad idea.
umm most of your looks are “disapproving”
Okay, wait until his internship is over, then jump his bones. All those in favor of CB “doing him” after the kid is no longer at his work say “Aye” – Aye! LOL
Cb
If you cant do him because he’s a co-worker then allow me to do him. I’ll give you all the in and outs and a rating afterwards!
Kev in NZ
Well, now you know what you must do, CB……..get him fired! *evil grin*
And I updated you in my blogroll. 🙂
When you’re done with him, I’ll be happy to have sloppy seconds. And you’re updated. 🙂
He is SO aware of what he’s doing. And I bet he has a little crush … otherwise he wouldn’t have blushed.
You COULD jump his bones … OR you could go home each night knowing that he’s thinking about you while he pounds his Abercrombie-scented man-log.
In a way, that’s almost more satisfying.
Almost.