In To Work (3rd Shift)

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."

Rob: "Sure, shoot." Pressing wrinkles still.

Matt: "Do you like me?"

Rob: "You're a good guy. Yeah, I like working with you."

Matt: "No. Do you think about me outside of work?"

Rob: "What? Like think about you outside of here? What's up Matty-Matt?"

Matt: "I like that."

Rob: "Like what?"

Matt: "I like it when you call me that. I hear it in my head sometimes when I'm not here."

Rob: "I am a little confused. Aren't you in a relationship?"

Matt: "Robert, when I leave here, I am in my car on my way home wishing you were in the passenger seat. I will be in my bed, laying next to my wife who I have not touched in 4 months because thinking about your feet behind your head and me slowly rocking you to sleep while staring into your eyes until you explode gets me through the night. " Matty is looking at me that one way again and now my boxers are pitching a tent and I am really embarrassed. Matty looks down at my waist and says, "The way your body is responding to me right now is the way my body has been waiting for you for 4 months. Can you imagine how pinned up and stopped up I am? I have been carrying this for a long time and I cannot bear to carry it any longer."

I got on my knees and asked Matt what he wanted me to do?

Matty replied, "No, get up."

I got up. Matt took my hand. I kinda figured where we were going... the nurse's station because there are beds there. He locked the nurse's office behind us and asked me to get under the covers facing away from him. I did as I was told. I heard his belt buckle. It sounds like he's taking off all of his clothes.

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Matt's Point-of View

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Don't get emotional. Stay focused. I better not let one tear fall. Ohhhh I want to feel his body against mine. Make him remember this. Make him always remember this right here. He's supposed to be with me. Where did that petroleum pack go? There it is. Squeeze just a bit on to my palm. Rub it on. Okay. Get into the bed behind him slowly. His hair smells good. His neck smells good. He's got goose bumps all over. No worry. I will warm him up. Go slowly. Go slower. This is it. I gotta be the best. I gotta be intentional. Tell him how much you wanted to be with him. Tell him.

Matt: "I'm long but I'm not going to hurt you. I would never do that. Is it okay to be inside of you?"

Rob: "Yes."

I'm going to hold his hand. His hands are cold too. Go slow. Jeesh his ass is warm though. Go slower. He moaned and my dick got harder. His ass is tight. Stay slow. He likes this pace. I need him to say my name. He's just moaning. That's okay but I need him to say my name. That's how I dreamt it.

Matt: "Rob?"

Rob: "Yeah? Yeah. Yeah. Mmmm. Mmmm. Yeah. Mmmm."

Matt: "Rob, what's my name?"

Rob: "Matty. Matty! Yeah! Yeah. Oh shit. Yeah! Yeah".

It's getting more and more slippery in there. His ass is tightening around my cock and fuck. Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness. Right fucking there. Rob gets louder and starts squeezing my hand. I instantly regret this because tears start falling down my eyes and I feel we are both about to climax simultaneously. We did.

We must have fell asleep because I remember waking up to him kissing my neck and chest.

That's when I knew, I needed a divorce.