Hmmmm? I think of superiors as forbidden fruit. Ya know....like my boss and his sons (all of whom work closely with me and are drop dead gorgeous in different ways)......and so I just have my fantasies and dream a dream or two about them....and of course there is the "harmless" flirtation and inuendo......

Holy shit! Everytime I discuss this aspect of my job I find myself blushing and flirting more than usual when next I work with one of them. Let's see.....there is the owner (dad) and as an older man, he is "age gracefully"....personified. Then there is the eldest son (president of the company) and he is ok...but the least appealing of the clan in attitude...which takes away from his physical presence. Then there is the second oldest....he is demure and commanding all at the same time....and very much in love with his wife and 7 children (4 adopted) and everyone knows he'd never stray. And next is my supervisor when I am working with proto-typing.....and OMG! He is model material and it's easy to make him blush...lol! Last but not least is "the baby" of the boys (they have a baby sister....one and only girl).....and he looks like the Brawny papertowel guy....but with more chiseled features and a chest measurement of about 50 with a waist of about 36-38 (grrrrrrrrowl!!!!).......and......and......

I gotta stop now..........it's forbidden......damn it!

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Minds are like parachutes. They only work when they are open.

~Thomas Dewar~