I purposely hired my nephew because I have a crush on him. I’ve purposely visited him after a workout just to show myself off wearing yoga pants to him. I melt when he compliments me. I wear jeans as often as I can because he likes it. I purposely bend over in the breakroom to look for something in the drawers if he’s there. I find him very attractive and I cannot help it. My heart jumps every time he texts me. He motivates me to work out every day, and he’s told me that I look like a fitness model in jeans. I am a nervous wreck being with him alone. I think about him when I am in the shower. I think about him when I am intimate with my husband. Our eyes meet at family functions. Our eyes meet at work. When we hug, I let him press my chest to his, I feel my breasts squeeze as I press into his muscular chest, and I bring my hips toward his and press my whole body into him. I’ve masturbated thinking about him since around 2002. I’ve thought of him almost every single time I’ve masturbated since 2011. I’ve openly flirted with him and I touch his shoulder, arm and back as much as I can when I talk to him. I would follow him to the breakroom if I knew he was going there, just to talk to him. I would let my eye wander down to his crotch while I talk to him. I want to feel more guilt than I do about this. But what I want most of all is HIM.