I imagine that a lot of you are having sex at work, sneaking into the copy room or the supply closet for a quickie, stealing kisses in the elevator, sweeping things dramatically off your desk in order to create room for the horizontal mambo.
You see each other every day, but you still haven't gotten to first base. Hell, you haven't even gotten out of the dugout. Yep, you've got a serious office crush, and not even your cubicle walls seem to notice.
Once upon a time, you could pick up someone studiously sexy merely by setting up shop at your local cafe, surrounded by laptop, beat-up paperback, and coffee.You'd make eyes at the freelancer or struggling writer sitting two tables over, he or she wo
It's that time of year when it's climatically possible to take your lunch hour outside.
My favorite place to pick up guys? The office.How do I do it? By making my cubicle a conversation piece...a quirky extension of myself.
Judging by how frantic we get in the moments before a new flame is due to arrive at our place, the fastest way to a spotless apartment is to invite someone over.And the fastest way to third base is to avoid sending them screaming into the night due t
