I work for a pretty big company, around 400 employees. A lot of people come and go. It’s the kind of place where you might not even bother getting to know someone until they’ve been around for a while. I’ve moved around to different positions over the years and known a lot of people. There are always at least a couple of hot teenage girls working there and plenty of women my age and older as well. I usually make it a rule not to date women from work just because I’ve seen others do it and it almost always comes back to haunt them. Usually.

I had been there a couple of years when Ruth started working. She was a short little Mexican woman. She was pretty but wouldn’t stand out in a crowd. She was short, tan and had nice black hair….three strikes in her favor as far as I was concerned. I would have guessed her to be about 38. She worked in a different department and I didn’t take much notice of her at first. Seems like she noticed me though. In the break room or the hall in passing she would always manage to make a comment about me. If she overheard I did something nice or did a good job at something, she would jump in with something like “Ooh, a man that can cook” or “Oh, you’re soo sweet.” I didn’t really even know her and it kind of made me uncomfortable.

Shortly after that, I moved to a department much closer to hers and we got to know each other a little better. She was married so I gave up on thinking she was hitting on me and that put me more at ease and we got to be pretty good friends. I found myself becoming more attracted to her over time. She always wore dresses that showed off her legs to good advantage. Nice calves. She had small pointy breasts and was a little thick in the middle. Not fat, just not thin. She had an awesome accent and I liked talking to her just to hear it. She seemed to like the way I talked too. This has happened before, I don’t know why exactly. Other Latina women have commented on the way I say things, I just seem to click with them.

Ruth only worked at the office for about 6 months so things never really went anywhere at the time. She would come in to visit once in a while but she knew a lot of people better than me so I usually just got a few minutes when she came through. One day, however, she asked me if I wanted to go to lunch. I think maybe the women she usually visited with had already gone or something. Never one to take offense at being second choice, I accepted.

We just went to a local bar for hamburgers and talked a lot. She had started her own business when she left the office and she filled me in on its progress. I told her about people at the office. I was pretty comfortable and Ruth asked me how my love life was going. I told her I wasn’t seeing anyone. “Don’t ever get married,” she told me “It sucks.” She complained about her marriage for a little bit. To be honest, it didn’t sound all that bad, I think she was just bored. She said she needed to find a man that would pay attention to her.

I don’t know why I even responded. “Maybe you shouldn’t be talking to me about this. I seem to have a thing for married women.” I think I thought I was joking. She looked up at me over her burger though and I could see the wheels turning in her head.