I started working at a company on a six month contract. On the first day, I was shown around the business and introduced to the people that I would be working with. As I was walking down to the ground floor, I passed a vision of beauty on the stairs. Our eyes met and there was a spark of interest between us.
The woman was dressed immaculately in corporate attire. It wasn't so much what she was wearing, but more her stunning smile which was both disarming and confident. Her blue eyes, blonde hair, slim figure and calm disposition completed the picture.
I smiled at her and continued on my way in a dreamlike state. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I walked over to the coffee vendor nearby. The owner was a youngish man whom I had met a few weeks ago when I first applied for the job.
"Good morning George," I said.
"Good morning Dan," he replied.
"George, who was that?" I asked as I cocked my head sideways in the direction of the stairs.
George smiled knowingly. "That's Brigit. She works in Legals."
"Wow!" I exclaimed. "Nice!" We both laughed.
As I settled into my job, I was fortunate that my work had a legal component to it, so I had a legitimate reason to go up to the office and discreetly check out Brigit. She had an accent that I couldn't quite place. It was either American or Canadian. Knowing from past experience that it's a big mistake to confuse the two, I asked her straight out where she was from.
"I'm Canadian," Brigit replied, "but I've lived here most of my adult life."
Brigit's father had come here for work and the girls loved it so much that they vowed to return as adults. I also learned that she went to the gym for an hour each day which explained her well defined calf muscles. She was a fox but I decided that she was way out of my league.
I knew it was foolish to think about getting involved with anyone at my work as I was only there for a short time and I'm a firm believer in the expression "Don't screw the crew." I had dated someone from work once before and it ended badly. The situation with my ex-girlfriend had made it untenable at work and I ended up leaving.
As offices were in short supply, I was asked to find somewhere else to work. Fortunately, the Legal department had some spare desks so I was happy to move up there as it brought me closer to Brigit.
I set up my computer facing out to the corridor so that I could catch the comings and goings of everyone in the department. Whilst this was a distraction, it was worthwhile where Brigit was concerned. She dressed immaculately and her corporate attire was damned sexy.
One day I was chewing an apple and turned to face Brigit.
"I hope I'm not masticating too loudly."
She blinked a few times and shook her head disbelievingly.
"What?!" she said in a surprised tone.
I repeated, "I hope I'm not masticating too loudly," and smiled cheekily.
"What the hell does that mean?" she asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"Chewing," I replied and paused for effect. "I hope I'm not chewing too loudly."
The words sunk in and she laughed out loud. "No, you're not," and added, " I've never heard that word before."
