I am not sure why Jenny turned off the cameras at our home but I could care less. I am not her Matt right now. I am who I want to be and that is "Matty." I hate admitting how I like hearing Rob call me "Matty" at work. I think he has been noticing how I have been picking up extra shifts these past few months just to work on the days he is scheduled. That looks like his truck pulling into the parking lot. I should go find something to do. What if he has already seen me? Should I lint roll my uniform one more time? I should go to the restroom and make sure I look okay. Shit. There he is coming up the steps to punch in. I really should go find something to do.
"Hey Matty! Matty-Boy. I didn't see you on the schedule tonight."
Matt: "Yeah. I was called in. Steve got food poisoning. Chuck is out with the flu apparently."
Rob: "Well, Matty-Matt. Looks like it's just me and you tonight. I will try not to get in your way. I do have to iron my pants in the locker room though. I cannot be on patrol with wrinkles. Even if it's third shift. I'll be right back."
So weirdly, I wanted to follow Rob into the locker area but that would not be appropriate because we are men and that would look nuts. Do not go in there. Do not go in there. Do not make up a reason to go in there. I love Jenny. I love her. I love her so much. I am just tired. I already know what Jen is going to say, what she is going to do, what she is not going to do, and how she will sound when she does it. With Rob, it is different. When we talk, I actually want to hear what he has to say. He even listens to me and laughs at my jokes.
One time we stared at each other a little too long and he got a call from his boyfriend. It was like the ringtone snapped us out of a trance. I remember that moment like it was yesterday. I really think he finally picked up on the hint that I just wanted him close for a little...even if it was just for a few seconds. Rob makes me feel like a man. He makes me feel important and feel seen and heard I guess. He's a little shorter than me. I like his lips. They look soft. I like his tired eyes. I would really like helping him fall asleep just one good time.
I have been with a few men before Jenny and I got married. It was good sex but I don't think I have ever had sex with someone I felt a connection to. I feel a flame with Rob especially when he calls me Matty. I do not think I ever gave him permission to call me that but I never stopped him either. Well tonight is the night I tell him that I like him. We are grown men. Well I think I am about 7 or 8 years older than him. I am not holding this in anymore. He deserves to know I like him. There's no cameras in the locker room. Deep breath. Wow, I am really about to do this. What if he reports me to HR? Oh well, screw it. The urge deep inside of me is just yearning to tell him how I have imagined holding him, getting his dick hard, holding him from behind while he moans my name. Fuck it. I am going to do it. I gotta tell him. I am telling him right now.
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Rob's Point-of-View
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He has worked every shift with me now for maybe 4 months. He doesn't work 3rd shift and now he is on 3rd shift tonight. Something is up. I know he is not into me because there is a woman who brings him lunch all of the time. It is not a coincidence. I wonder if he is like a long-lost brother or something and he is just trying to figure out how to tell me. What if he is like a hitman and he has been trying to get me alone to kill me or something. I laugh at that because Matty is harmless. He's a cool dude. He is a little too cool sometimes.
There was one time we were talking about vacationing to Jamaica and he asked me what would we do down there. I did not think he was talking about me and him going down there until I figured that's exactly what he was talking about. Then he looked at me the same way my man Bryan looks at me when he wants to fuck. I was relieved when Bryan called me at that moment because it was almost like Matty's eyes were pulling me in to kiss him. I cannot explain it. It troubled me for a few days. I am good now but there has to be something going on. It feels like Matt's flirting with me but he's not. Why is the locker room door opening. "Hey, I'll be out in a sec. Pressing these slacks. " It's Matt. Why is he walking toward me?
Matt: "Rob, I got a question for you."
