How I Ended Up Dating My Boss

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Even in those moments where I would daydream of you and I closing shop and your arm caressing mine I felt tortured. You have a deep compassion and concern for the well-being of your employees and the greater public and make personal sacrifices every day to ensure the happiness of others. Four women on Reddit share their experiences dating bosses, with varying degrees of success. This is completely inappropriate and I will end up fired if I start to act overly flirtatious. It was all consensual but it makes me slightly ill thinking about it.

Was amazing for a while and we were a great team, both at work and outside. We finally disclosed our relationship when he tried to start a new company with our old coworkers.

We both joke about how funny it would be if the big boss drove by right now and happened to catch us hanging out. You never make me feel like your subordinate. Friday was a bad day at work, just one of those days where everything goes wrong so everyone decided to go for drinks after work. One day I summon the courage to speak forward but casually still manage to be indirect about it to you about a possible invitation outside of work. She criticizes my careless willingness to take risks and reminds me of how precarious my position is in the company.

There is an unspoken code that guides all of our interactions with each other. You never took yourself too seriously, and yet when we had our side conversations and you eagerly discussed current events with me, I could tell you were being very sincere. Then I found out he had a girlfriend at home. When I think about it now I'm pretty sure he did it to other women who worked there.

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For the next year and a half, we kept our relationship tightly hidden. As time went on, my interest just got more and more intense.

How I Ended Up Dating My Boss

But one day my actions started to be reciprocated. One year after I started, we officially became a couple. Your Post-Its populate my nightstand.

Your pots and pans

On a slow afternoon you slip me a memo underneath my hand. You used to make fun of me for how messy I was. Sure, I joked with you more than I did with any other manager, and our conversations flowed with a comforting ease, but our relationship was professional.

The current set-up of contrasts immensely with the methodical and controlled image you present at work. So now it's Monday morning and I'm not sure what to do. You insisted it would be fine to just continue using the Post-Its for their intended purpose and told me not to worry about waste because the company would pay for more. However at the time whenever I received a compliment from you my face muscles tightened to restrain the burst of joy that would shine through my smile. He slept over and we had sex again in the morning, but never really talked about it.

He was nice enough but eventually, the excitement went away. But one day I happened to catch a glimpse of you paying attention to me. It puts his job at risk too, you know. But amidst the piles of documents there is a small stash neatly folded and packed like some kind of secret treasure to be protected from possible coffee spills or being lost during a move. Your body language commands attention without begging for it, which is why people immediately turn to you for questions and advice.

You have power but you never abuse it. But really I do it in hopes to prevent my massive, dorky smile from overpowering my visage and adding to the awkwardness of us hanging out beyond the walls of our workspace. Your pots and pans haphazardly cover your countertops where you spend a great deal of time cooking and not cleaning.

In general, dating your boss is a terrible idea. Sure, things could work out and you could end up happily married down the road, but if things turn sour, your job will be on the line. You welcome me with a glass of red wine and tour me through your home. You were the one in charge of my paycheck and whether or not I could continue working here. Work was always something to look forward to whenever you were there.