handsome guy

...in his middle thirties, beautiful wife, four kids. green eyes, glasses, thin. after lunch he comes back with wet hair and different clothes, maybe he likes sex between 2 and 4pm, or maybe he just goes to the gym or whatever (i secretly like to think about the first option)(secretly).
he's always late. for everything. laughs like he hasn't in a thousand years. every tuesday he wears this silly pink polo shirt, reminds me of like 50 guys from highschool. he has a crappy looking book from some preast on his desk, opened at the same page since i started working here.
i don't know what movies or music he's into (though i remember once hearing him singing something from natalia lafourcade) (i rather think i haven't). at the end of every conversation we have he winks an eye, then smiles and leaves.
i bet he's a bastard when he goes back home.