Co-worker...

One of the biggest fears I had about my trip to Las Vegas a few months ago for work was that I would get liquored up and either start announcing my bisexuality to co-workers or worse, I'd get liquored up and have sex with someone and my entire office would hear about it.  That didn't happen, for the most part.  I sure as hell didn't have any sex.

I have a colleague who is very close professionally, that is, in the day and age of needing to have allies to navigate the political landscape at work, he is probably my closest ally.  We talk about things, but never really, really personal things.  He has been going through a divorce for over a year, but aside from the fact that he is going through a divorce, he has never revealed any details.  My gut reaction was that he was finally coming out of the closet.

During our trip to Vegas, he openly talked about other men in a sexual way, and after many drinks, I jumped right into the game of sexual talk, openly talking about blowing guys.  But when we returned from the trip, there was never any further discussion of the sexual nature that we engaged in.  Until Friday.

On Friday, he and I took the elevator upstairs and when we got off, there was this incredibly hot, I mean smoking hot woman walking in front of us to go to another office.  As the perverts we are, we both checked her out, her ass, her legs, her ass some more.  When we got into the office we were going to, he asked if I had ever seen her before, and of course, I had not.  When he started talking about how incredible her shoes were, I figured, it was time to re-engage.  I said, "This is why god made bisexuals; so we can have sex with smoking hot women like her, and guys too."  He paused for just a split second and responded with, "That's what I'm talking about."

That was the end of it - I had to go back to my office.   Friday night, my wife and I spent the evening doing work in our yard, burning limbs and enjoying the nice evening outdoors.  And yes, a few beers.  After much contemplation, and a slight buzz, I found my co-worker on Facebook and sent him a private message.  It was purposely cryptic, but it basically said that, we were both drunk when we talked about this in Vegas.  But when I mentioned it today, we were both sober.  So to be absolutely clear, I like both.

I haven't heard back.  We'll see what he says this morning in a few hours when I see him at work.