A new reason to look forward to Mondays

 
I was accidentally 'outed'
at my place of employment.
It was all she needed to confirm
her suspicions that my,
in retrospect, not so subtle stares
weren't out of jealousy
but rather lust.
Now the girl I have a crush on at work
has started to tease me;
bending over when I am near,
letting the shirt fall off her shoulder,
exposing smooth, hazel skin,
leaning across me, so close
I can feel the heat of her body.
And she is not alone in the knowledge
of what her games do to me;
I can see the others
smirking to each other
when they think I'm too busy
staring at her.
Their snickering causes
the heat in my face
to burn ever more feverishly;
a keen humiliation.
I try to hide my reaction
to having her toy with me,
retreating behind my hair when necessary,
but my ever easy
and uncontrollable blushing
always gives me away.
The half taunting, half curious look
in her eyes
as she puppets my emotions
leaves me feeling like an experiment
or side show attraction.
It's such delicious torment
knowing that nothing
will ever happen
but that she'll tease me
to the limits of my endurance anyway.
~~I'm in heaven.~~