temptation for forbidden fruit

I am...a goddess. Or an idiot. But even the morning after, I'm still going to choose the goddess route.
I've been somewhat attracted to a handful of people from work, and I'll list them here - Ryan McGill, hot because of his power; Rich Posey, because he's always flirting with me and I do enjoy looking at his green eyes; Rich Lockmanese (when he was there), because he's super tall and super sweet to me; and Beau, because he's an uber whino and he turns the charm up full speed.
Recently him and Ashleigh broke it off - she sent him a Dear John letter while he was away in Finland - fucked up, right? So now that he was back on the market, I became even more flirty with him than before. And it started with adding him on my Facebook.
One night Beau and I were exchanging notes back and forth, and I had been drinking some crappy Chardonnay (Coastal, just so I know not to get it again), when he sent me a "Enjoying your profile pic" note (It's of my back showing off my wings). So I sent him a private email back saying "Would you like a closer look? I'm so bad :)" And he said "You are horrible. Yes." I thought he meant that, "Yes, yes, you are horrible." So I changed the subject and eventually led to suggesting having a wine taste at my place. Obviously I want to taste wine, I love wine, and I want to learn more about it. I reread the messages the next morning and realized, "Oh, he really DOES want a closer look at my tattoo!" That was a serious reciprocation of the flirt exchange.
So we'd been texting back and forth, and I told him that while I was out at Altitude Sky Bar (side note: AMAZING bar! No charge, great and strong drinks, outside, amazing views of downtown San Diego) he may receive an abundance of drunk texts. Well, slightly drunk, but heavy on the shameless flirt front. Eventually I needed help from Sara and Kyle (her Navy friend) on what to say to beat Beau at his own flirting game. Ultimately, it led to the suggestion of him coming by my place after I got home from the bar. He contested to my suggestion - HOLLA! How excited was I?? Majorly.
Well it took longer than expected to get home - Sara needed to walk around downtown to work off some of her drunk. Then we winded our way around downtown to get back to Kyle's, where we took a pee break and told his roommates about our night. It was getting seriously late and I reminded them I had a booty call to fulfill, which Sara gladly helped me out and we got out of there right away. Dropped me off at her place, and then I drove home and texted Beau that I was ready to go.
He almost didn't come by because he had fallen asleep, but luckily woke up and got my texts. Still came over, and I had popped in "Old School" for background noise and laughs and distractions because now I was getting nervous...my liquid courage was gone and all I could really think about was the insufferable consequences if anybody found out about me and Beau's tryst.
When he came over, we watched the movie when he was nudging the "So what do you want to do" out of me, and I vaguely explained my fears, and he reassured that as long as we don't say anything and keep work and play totally separate, we should be fine. Plus, I guess Joe and Brett are okay with fulltimers and parttimers hanging out, whether at Friday's or doing other things, just as long as personal/romantic relationships don't develop. Well, I'm the only fulltimer not in a relationship (boyfriend or marriage) so I guess I'm the only one they'd have to worry about. But I feel I'm putting up a good front, we'll see...
Anyways, after those fears were laid out and put to rest, I said, "Well, I had some liquid courage, but I lost it, and now I have no courage. So I guess I have nothing left but to go for it." And I grew my cojones and went in to kiss him - the smile on his face was the last thing I saw before planting my lips on his.
He is a really nice kisser, even a bit "powerful" at times with the tongue play. His lips are soft and I really like the patch of hair below his lower lip and stroking his face when we kiss. Eventually I put myself straddling him but it was kind of awkward on the couch - I couldn't rub myself up against him but I tried. He brushed his hands over my breasts and butt but made sure not to park them there for a long time. Just nice back and side strokes, letting his hands roam freely wherever they felt comfortable. I made sure to give him some equal love strokes back. For me it was too good to be true so I did stop after awhile, and we talked some more, and watched the Olympics on TV.
He left a little after 5 a.m. - thank God we don't have to be at work til 2p and 3p today. But before he left, he was about to walk off but I couldn't let that happen- I went up to him and he held me against him and we kissed more. I really didn't want to stop but we were both tired and why not save some more for next time?
So yeah...I don't know what it is about forbidden fruit, but I sure love giving into the temptation. I like that when I know what I want, I go for it. I suppose it usually tends to work out the way I want it to. And I trust he won't say anything. I will, however, continue to flirt shamelessly with him at work, on Facebook, and via text. I hope he'll be able to come over again real soon.
And for the record - we didn't have sex because I'm on the rag. Which could be my sweet saviour but at least there's always next time. And I'll be damned if I don't get me some vitamin B (Thanks Dana, for that reference).