i think i’ll talk about it.
i’ll finally express how i feel about this mofo.
you don’t have to beat it out of me.
ive been looking at this one on the low for a while.
hell since i got there.
i liked-ed-ed him.
well i don’t even know him to liked-ed-ed him.
why do i feel like my love stories always start off with:
“there was a wolf.
we locked eyes a few times.
i liked-ed-ed him…”
i wish it was different.
alas that is the issue with many of “us” face.
falling in crush for someone we don’t know.
we may have a hunch,
maybe even a trail,
but we don’t have any solid evidence.
it sucks a thousand monkey balls,
but what can you do?
anyway he works at my job.
not in my section.
i see him every day and he is known as “the fine wolf”.
well i call him that in my head.
since i am the leader of the f-bi,
a good fox had to sniff out who he was.
and i did.
i went through the company database and saw he was actually a big deal.
“advertising manager” = makes some good bread.
a baller wolf in his own right.
you know i like those.
i even went further to look for facebooks and instagrams.
his linkedin did reveal good careers and some good degrees.
peaked my interest.
thing 2 thinks he is gay.
“he is really fine,
but i don’t think he is interested in my kind.”
you know i like to dig.
so i asked:
“what do you mean?”
in which she replied:
“i can just tell.
i saw him outside the office and he is very…
he isn’t feminine or some queen.
he is just…
well i could kinda tell his “politeness” too.
i either pegged him for a low key homo or a very “oreo” black wolf.
def not hood.
def not complete whitewashed.
def not fully straight.
def not fully funny.
whenever i see him,
he is with some snow bunny or the snow wolves he works with.
playing the corporate america game with the whites?
i did see him outside with some black vixen before.
she was cute.
all up in his face tho.
didn’t know what that was about.
i put it in my mental rolodex for future reference.
a good majority of the time,
he is alone.
he brings his lunch back to his office and eats there.
he seems private tho.
reminds me of me.
today i saw him and he damn near drove me insane.
he had on a very tight sweater “thing”.
every inch of his torso was the main attraction.
i didn’t even know what to lowkey leer at.
the muscles in his back.
the outline of his pecs.
oh god his biceps.
then can we talk about his ass?
that is what always attracts me when i see him.
he has that muscular fat ass.
the good type of wolf ass.
it’s round and sits up nice in his dress pants.
he can’t hide it.
when he walks,
each butt cheek does that slight shake when it goes up and down.
i have a hunch he is.
every time we see each other,
we visually connect and have a moment.
not a big one,
but i’m definitely on his radar.
you know when someone is looking out the corner of your eye.
you can feel them looking,
but when you move to turn,
they look in another directon.
i don’t know if we will ever speak.
he doesn’t seem all that “willing” to converse.
well thats a lie.
i don’t really get to be in his section anyway.
i just know he is a big blip on my radar.
i may just be a small one or none of his.
maybe a huge one.
he is still “straight until proven otherwise”.