Chapter 1

January 1, 2006

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, 2006

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, 2006

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, 2006

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, 2006

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, 2006

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, 2006

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, 2006

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, 2006

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, 2006

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, 2006

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, 2006

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...