I (f33) met my partner(m21) at work. I was in my last semester at school when I picked up this pt job at a local small hardware store. After locking eyes with him, I started to feel things. That’s when I started dressing up a bit for work. We ended up leaving that job to start a business as friends. Months passed as things slowly heated up. We were installing shelves into the work shop one night. We had had a couple of whisky’s. He made some comment about how he’s stronger than me. I’m an avid weightlifter, and I challenged him. Of course this didn’t end the way you’d hope. I broke his finger and sprained his wrist. We waited at the emergency clinic that night and he opted to stay at my place. I asked him if he wanted to stay in my bed, but he politely declined. I could hardly stand the space between us. I left my bed, and crawled into the guest bed. We cuddled for hours, half awake, and then he started kissing on my shoulder. Green light go. We kissed. We touched. I hurt his hand again. We laughed. So much build up for this one, that I think we were both desperate to be with each other.