My Diary - Still at the Beginning

When I walked back into the sitting room, Justin had dinner set-up at the table. He had ordered Shrimp pasta for me and Chicken Parmigiana for himself. That was fine with me. I just let him know that I wanted some of his parmigiana. He laughed and told me that I wasn’t playing when I told him that I was hungry. I accepted the glass of Ace that he handed me and drank it. I had finished my dinner and was eating what he had put on my plate from his plate when he finished eating. He removed his plate and then I handed him mine. He placed both plates on the serving tray and took out the strawberries and cherries. I asked if he could bring them into the bathroom. I explained that I wanted to get into the tub and relax before we went any further. He agreed that he would bring the fruit into the bathroom. He didn’t seem to like the idea that I wanted to be alone in the tub. That was his problem though. He would either do it my way or no way at all. I could call a cab and go home, if he gave me any problems. He didn’t though. Justin came into the bathroom after I had gotten into the tub. He had taken everything but his Sean John boxer briefs off. I loved the lion he had tattooed on the right side of his back. The lion’s eyes were as hazel as his. He had his initials, JL on the earring that the lion wore. Justin just oozed sex. When Justin had on a suit, his tallness and built demanded respect. He carried himself very well. Whatever Justin wore, he looked good in. I had never seen him wearing a sweat suit or sneakers. His body was athletic. It was easy to see that he worked out and put effort in his appearance. I mean he didn’t look like Al Reynolds, there was nothing that would suggest Justin was on the down low, but he did care about how he looked. I was glad for that. I didn’t take interest in what they call, rough necks but I sure didn’t like a man that was over metro-sexual. That thought sent chills up my spine. As I looked over at Justin he was pouring me another glass of Ace. He picked up a brush with his other hand. He handed me the glass of champagne and started brushing my hair. I sipped the champagne and then leaned my head back. His brushing my hair felt good. I reached over and dipped a strawberry into my glass. I took it out and held it out for Justin. Justin bit it and then motioned for me to eat the rest. I redipped it into the champagne and then stuck it into my mouth. It was sweet and juicy. I pulled some cherries and placed them into my glass.



I drank the glass of Ace and then started eating the cherries. The champagne made them taste even sweeter. After I washed, I figured I better get out before I turned into a prune. Justin came to the side of the tub with a towel.

I stood up and before I could step out, he lifted me out of the tub. Justin carried me into the bedroom. He joked about me gaining weight before he laid me on the bed. I lay back and allowed him to begin to dry my body down. It felt good to have him massage my body as he lotion me down with my La Prairie Limited-Edition Silver Rain Glistening Body Oil Mist. Justin took his time and didn’t miss a muscle in my body. I knew that he had put great detail into what he did to my body. When he got to my stomach, he cracked a joke about how heavy I felt when he lifted me up and brought me into the bedroom. I lifted up on my elbows and playfully knocked him on his head. I told him that he never said that to a lady knowing that she just ate. He ducked before I could swat at him again and laughingly apologized. Justin told me to turn over on my stomach and went back to misting me down. After he finished with my backside, he hit my ass and told me to turn over. I obligated just as I was told. Justin started playing with my feet. He knew I was ticklish but that didn’t stop him from putting my toes in his mouth. He started sucking them and massaging them as I screamed for him to stop. When he did stop, he pushed my legs apart. He slid up in between them. I half - closed my eyes because I knew what was next. He licked his lips and then his finger. He blew on my pussy and then stuck his tongue in it. He started fucking my pussy with his tongue. H would put his tongue in, take it out and then slide it across my clit. I was definitely enjoying in, as I squirmed. Just like everything else, so far, Justin knew how to eat pussy. He lifted me up and then sat me on his face. He started bouncing me up and down by my waist. It was feeling so good, I held onto the bed frame and started fucking him. I didn’t need him to lead me. I took full control. I knew what he wanted and I was about to give it to him. I came all in his mouth. After I came, I rolled over and put my legs behind my head. I knew that would be all the invitation he would need. Justin leaned over my pussy that was inviting him to come inside, he kissed it started sucking it again. He put on his condom, then guided his dick into my wet pussy and started fucking me. I knew that he would go crazy seeing me bent into a pretzel. He rode my pussy until it was about dry. I reached for my bag from the night stand. Justin handed it to me without ever stopping fucking me. I took my lubricant out, leaned up and poured it on my pussy and his dick. The coldness and the wetness made Justin scream. Just as he screamed, he came. I knew that it wasn’t over. I unlocked my legs came out of the pretzel and bent to change his condom. I took that one off, poured more spermicide in the new one, pumped some in me and then applied this condom like I liked to, with my mouth. This made Justin hard again. My sucking and stroking his dick got him up. By the time, I got the condom to the tip of his dick, he was at full attention. I sat on his dick and started riding. He started screaming that I was the best fuck he ever had. He wanted me to say that it was his pussy and although I didn’t have anybody else. I leaned forward and then stuck my titties in his mouth. I did this to shut him up. I was willing to play with him but I wasn’t willing to say those words. My pussy did not belong to him. When I stuck my titties into his mouth this made him lean forward which made me tighten my pussy around his dick.

It caused a greater sensation for him and a deeper sensation for me. I felt him shake and I knew that I was about to cum. He held me tighter and sucked my tittie like it was a baby’s bottle. My body went into convulsions as he muffled he was cumming. We came together. At this point I was really tired; I rolled over onto my side. I took his condom off and got up to go into the bathroom.

When I got in the bathroom, I threw the condom in the trash and cut the shower on. I was going to rinse my body off. Justin came into the bathroom and closed the door, I just looked at him.

My Diary - Still at the Beginning 2

My meetings went well. I don’t usually get a lot of resistance when HR consulting. I was able to get through the day without calling Justin. I received a couple of calls from him but let them go straight to voicemail. I hadn’t spoken to Faith and Hope in a couple of days, so I decided to drop past Hope’s office. I took the E train back to Queens and got off at 74th and Continental. I decided to stop at Queens Mall and do a little browsing, first. I love the feel of the city whether in Manhattan, Brooklyn or Queens. People are always busy, hurrying themselves to wherever their lives take them. I stopped inside of Victoria’s Secret and bought some new lingerie. I knew that I was subconsciously contemplating wearing them for Justin. As I was walking out of the mall to hail a cab to Hope’s OB-GYN office, my personal phone rang. The caller Id displayed that it was Friend. I figured that I may as well pick it up. He started right in on 'why I felt the need to see someone else'. He stated that he was willing to get a divorce, if it meant he wouldn’t lose me. I couldn’t stand the begging in his voice and told him so. I decide that we needed to talk face to face. I invited him back to my house for after dinner, conversation.

Seeing Hope was the boost that I needed. I waited in her waiting area and watched as her patients came and went. There were women pregnant with children and women with their significant others. I watched as the mothers interacted with their children. I was convinced that motherhood wasn’t for me. The constant whining and repetition of the mothers’ warning the children was too much for me. Finally, Hope’s receptionist said that she would be ready in a moment. I made reservations for lunch at a local Indian restaurant. Hope came out of her office told her receptionist that she would be back in an hour and handed her the last patient’s chart. She hugged me and we both got onto the elevator.

We laughed and chit-chatted about everything and nothing, in particular until we were seated in the restaurant. As soon as we sat down, Hope laid into me. She started telling me how she and Faith hadn’t seen or heard from me in over a week. She told me that if I didn’t start answering or returning their calls that they would camp outside my condo. I apologized and told her that I had been awfully busy with work lately. She laughed at the fact that I said work and stated that maybe if Justin wasn’t so good, I wouldn’t be ‘working’ so hard. Although, I’ve grown up with Hope and Faith, I’ve never believed it telling how good a man was in bed or how big he was. Shit! Women are just like men and if they think they are missing out on a good thing then they want to have it, too. I laughed at Hope’s comment and started telling her about Friend. She agreed that I either had to resolve the issue by discontinuing the relationship or finding a new way to hang out with him.

I agreed, but decided to still have an after dinner meeting with him at my house. We finished with lunch and then left. Hope waited for me at the curbside of her office building until I caught a cab. We hugged and kissed each other goodbye and I promised to keep in better touch with her and Faith. When the cab arrived at my condo, I suddenly realized how tired I was. I paid for my cab and got out. I spoke to the doorman and got on the elevator. When I opened my door, I saw that my place was covered in assorted vases with calla lilies of various colors. I was too tired to stop and read the cards. I spoke to my housekeeper and then went into my room. Lying across my bed was the most beautiful tennis necklace and ring that I ever saw. I pushed them to the side and lay down on my bed.

I don’t know how long I was asleep but when I woke up the message light on my home phone was lit and the message ring tone on my cell phone was going off. I pressed my house phone’s message button first. Only Friend had my home phone, so I figured it was him. Oh how, I figured wrong. The voice coming across my phone was anything but ‘friendly’ and was definitely not a man. The woman was very upset and was cussing at me. She stated that I was a home wrecker and that I would pay. She didn’t introduce herself, so I just saved the message. I laughed, because this was all part of being the other woman. However, because I was the other woman by choice, I tried to keep my man or men like the present, under wraps. I always made sure that feelings didn’t get involved on my end and if they did, I would break off the relationship. Of course, my parents wanted me to date a single man, get married and have children but that’s not what I wanted. So I did me as I was destined to do. I listened to my cell phone voice message. It was a guy that I dated three years ago and he was explaining that his wife had gotten hold of some old receipts and papers that he had locked up. I thought this shit to be too funny! I never wrote notes or gave cards. Now, this bitch had gotten my home number and was threatening me. I had half the mind to call the number back and go off! I called, Frank, my old friend. He sounded out of breathe when he answered the phone. He started apologizing, profusely. We talked about his situation and he said he would handle it. He told me that he had sent the flowers as his way of apologizing. Geez, I asked him couldn’t he had just let well enough alone. Now he had something that might be traced with my home address. He assured me that he paid cash and I need not worry about anything. I told him to handle his wife because if she stepped to me, I would fuck her up.

I hung up the phone and went to cut the shower on. I decided that I would make myself a sandwich for dinner and call Justin. When I dialed his number, he picked up on the first ring. I explained to him how tired I was and he understood. We agreed to talk later the next day. We however talked for another hour before hanging up. I went and got into the shower.

It was around 9pm, when friend arrived. Ralph had buzzed me and I gave the ok for him to come up. I had on my Burberry sweat suit. This was my way of letting him know that nothing other than conversation was going to jump off tonight. When he stepped off the elevator, my body went weak. He looked so handsome and regal in his Sean John suit. His gray eyes popped against his tie. He had on the tie I bought him, ‘just because’. I offered him a drink and then we went into the livingroom to talk. We talked until 1am. I told him how he was too serious about our relationship, about Justin, about the phone call from Frank’s wife. He talked about his wife, his children, his parents and work. It amazed me how easy it was to talk to him. In my quest to find something new, I forgot about our friendship. When I started to yawn, he took off his tie and shoes. He flipped out my mink throw and said that he just wanted to lie beside me. I believed him and accepted his offer. We lay down on my couch and I was quickly asleep, safe in his arms. My dreams however weren’t so safe. I dreamt of Justin, Friend, Frank and his wife. When I woke up, Friend was gone.