I'm
enjoying figuring out ASSTR's formatting issues. If you read this story and
there is no line wrap, or my commas (,), apostrophes (') or ellipsis (...) are
missing, this may or may not be my fault, but I truly intended them to be
there. Pretend they are. Humor me... Anyway I’m reformatting to html, maybe
that will help.
Dear
Diary
January
1, 2001
Dear
Diary, my new years resolutions are:
Keep my
diary up to date!
To find
Mr. Right! I’ve been boyfriendless for too long.
To lose
10 pounds.
January
2, 2001
Back to
work today. Little too much to drink last night. The creepy security guy was on
this morning. What a creep. Does he think I don’t know he’s leering at me?
January
3, 2001
More
status meetings.
I can’t
seem to find my notes. Tracy called today! Lunch with her on Saturday! It’s
been so long since we’ve gotten together.
January
5, 2001
Okay,
so my perfect record is broken. I missed a day. Oh, the creepy guy is back
again. Hah, he should be so lucky to have x-ray eyes. I had on my green thong
today! Twerp.
January
6, 2001
I had
lunch with Tracy today! It was like old times. I really missed her. We had subs
at the new place on Water street. You know, when we hugged goodbye, I could
have sworn she "side" squeezed me, you know, that arm squeeze thing
guys do to feel your boobs when they hug you? But Tracy is as straight as they
come. I’m imagining things. We’re getting together again Wednesday after work.
January
8, 2001
I had a
little fun today - I had a sort of loose blouse on today and when I signed in
at the front desk I let it fall open a little "too far". Mr. Creepy’s
eyes almost popped out of his head. I looked back when I walked down the hall
and he was staring. Hey, the little blonde in Finance is having an affair with
one of the cleaning crew!
January
9, 2001
Christ
what a fucking day! I signed in this morning like I always do, and Mr. Creepy
was just turning over the desk to the receptionist, Cheryl. Anyway he told me
to come with him for a cup of coffee at the cafeteria. Right. Like I’m not busy
or anything. So I’m drinking my coffee, looking at my watch, hoping he’ll get
the hint and Lou walks by. That loudmouth will be blabbing my little coffee
break all over the company. Why the hell I bothered to sit with him I will
never know. Hah - I don’t even know Mr. Creepy’s real name. Back to my book.
‘night
January
11, 2001
OK.
That was nasty. I had coffee with Mr. Creepy again. We finished up and I got up
to go, and he told me to come with him. He opened up a utility room with his
master key, and closed it behind us, and he told me to give him a blowjob. He
opened his fly and fished out this short, fat thing, and I knelt down and
sucked him. He came in my mouth and he told me to swallow it, so I did. Frigging
Lou noticed my knees later and made a comment. The mug looked like it was going
to make a nice dent, but the asshole ducked. Tracy called to postpone till
tomorrow. Why the hell did I give Creepy a blowjob?
January
12, 2001
Mr.
Creepy tried to chat me up this morning. You would think he’s my boyfriend the
way he kept talking and asking questions. He made some crude comment about
thongs. I went to the bathroom after I got away from him, but everything was
covered. Maybe he just guessed? We had coffee again.
January
15, 2001
What
the fuck is my problem? People are starting to talk about Bob and I having
coffee in the morning. Mary asked if I was dating him. Like it is any of her
business. We fucked today in the utility room. I was worried I’d be fired if we
were caught but he told me not to worry. Interesting way to start the day,
getting laid, well, stood up, I guess, in a closet. Hey, I met Tracy for dinks
and we had a great time. We went to the Outback. Hah! I meant DRINKS. No funny
vibes this time, I guess I was imagining it.
January
17, 2001
Bob and
I did it again this morning. I could get used to this easily. I went down on
him, like I usually do, God I love his cock. Anyway I fingered his little
puckered asshole and he went nuts! He came in buckets and I had trouble
swallowing it all. In fact, I missed some because Mary said I had something on
my chin and it was a drop of his cum. It would have been fine except I blushed
crimson, so I think she figured out what it really was...
January
19, 2001
I’m
pretty sure my boss would object to Bob and I fucking during working hours, but
whenever I’m with him, I can’t seem to worry. Bob hung around this morning
until my mid-morning break, and we went for a walk around the parking lot. We
made a quick stop in his van and he "gave me a fill up". He likes my
thongs, it turns out. He told me to wear one from now on. I think I’ll wear my
blue one on Monday. He didn’t say anything about getting together this weekend,
so I’m all alone again...
January
20, 2001
Tracy
called this morning, so I went to a movie with her. Those vibes are back. She
kissed me when we parted and I felt the tip of her tongue. What does she think
I am, some kind of lezzie?
January
22, 2001
Bob met
me for coffee again this morning. Susan, the accountant that’s sleeping with
the night cleaner? She was with him too. The bitch. We went off to our little
hideaway, and Bob had redecorated! There was a sofa and an armchair and a
table. Bob told Susan and I to sit on the couch and make out. I’ve never kissed
a girl before, well, not to count, anyway, but it was nice. Her lips were soft
and sweet. We compared our boobs and sucked each other’s nipples. I did go down
on her, but she doesn’t taste anything like Bob. He fucked me while I ate her
out. Tracy called me today ... she wants to go to lunch with me tomorrow. I
agreed, but I’m not sure. How can I back out of this gracefully?
January
23, 2001
I did
something really dirty today. Bob told me to find someone during my break and
fuck him. He wanted me to write down everything that happened, like it was a
story and bring it for him to read tomorrow. So my story is below. Btw, I did
meet Tracy for lunch and sure enough, she tried to kiss me again. She stuck her
tongue so far in my mouth she could have sucked my tonsils.
My
Story:
10:15 rolled around. I went off the to café to get something to
drink. Lou was there. I asked him to take a walk with me and we strolled
through the parking lot. In the back there is a volleyball court and we went
and sat on the bench. I figured he would never get the idea, so I just pushed
him to the bench and opened his pants. I pulled out his cock and started
sucking his limp cock. It quickly hardened and I could taste his precum. I
lifted my skirt and pulled aside my thong, and climbed onto his lap. His cock
was dancing around, and I had the hell of a time getting it inside me, but
finally I was pumping up and down on it. Just as I was getting ready to cum,
Lou blasted off inside me. I could feel the cock pulsing inside my pussy and I
squeezed hard, trying to cum with him, but the bastard was to fast. I had to
satisfy myself with rubbing my pussy against his limp cock. I ran into Mary
again and she just pointed to my leg. A small stream of cum was dribbling down
my thigh. I blushed and went to the ladies room, where I scooped up the cum and
sucked it from fingers.
January
25, 2001
Coffee
with Bob is getting to be a regular thing. I met Bob in the utility room for a
quickie. My boss was waiting in the room when we entered, and my heart dropped
on the floor. Bob did not seemed concerned, though, and he told me to take my
clothes off, which I did. Bob told me to read my story out loud, so I fished it
out of my purse and read it to Mark (my boss). Bob told me to rim Mark, and I had
to ask him what that meant! I had never done it before. So Mark bent over the
back of the sofa, I’m not sure why he wasn’t wearing any clothes, and I scooted
up close to him and parted his ass cheeks. I was a little nervous, because I
had never done this, and this WAS my boss, after all, but Bob told me not to
worry and I put my tongue on Mark’s anus. It tasted kind of musky, but I sort
of liked it and after a few minutes I was trying to push my face right up his
ass, trying to get every last sensation from him I could. Our quarterly status
meeting is next week, so I spent the rest of the day in damned meetings. Mark
has been looking kind of funny at me today. Oh, I almost forgot! That asshole
Lou asked me on a date! I told him to get lost of course.
January
26, 2001
Tracy
showed up at my door this morning. I was getting ready for work and the
doorbell rang. I had like, a robe and towel, so I asked who it was over the
intercom. Anyway I buzzed her in and she came up. I sat her down in the kitchen
and went to change, but you know she followed me and I caught her looking into
the bathroom! I brushed it off and finished dressing, but when I came back to
the kitchen, she took me in an embrace and kissed me. I mean she kissed, me.
Tongue and all! She felt my boobs, too. I turned away and started to fix a cup
of coffee, and Tracy ran her hands all over my ass, and slipped a hand down my
skirt.
To be
continued...