#DearDiarySeries - Part I

This is the first post of a series for #wetlipwedenesdays called “Dear Diary”. It will contain entries of women living their life as sexually free as they choose. 

DISCLAIMER: The following post was written by an anonymous person. Content may be considered explicit. 

Dear Diary,

For weeks I’ve been trying to ignore him, but Mr. X is so persistent. Today he made sure we ended up on the elevator alone. As we ascend I could just feel his eyes wrapping around my neck, trailing down my breasts and finishing at my ass. Luckily the ride was short and I quickly swayed myself out the door and around the corner. 

I told myself after my last relationship that I would not get involved with anyone at work. Mr. X wasn’t even on my radar until the company picnic last month, when he made his first advance. He said my cookies tasted good and he loves the way the chocolate just melted on his tongue. Then he proceeded to say that if he had the chance he could make me melt the same way. He was too smooth with it and I didn’t even know he was into big girls. So now every time we’re in the same room he locks eyes with me and I could just feel that familiar pull in my stomach. This ni**a got me hiding from him. Shit, I’m in my car on lunch right now writing this!

I know it’s been a while since I had some vitamin D and quite frankly my toys ain’t doing it for me. I just need some....d**k with no complications lol. Mr. X got it too. I peeped the print, the broad shoulders, the full beard, he’s damn right I’d melt all over that. F**K. Now I’m horny and my little pocket bullet is home. 

This may be a sign cause who do I see parking his truck over by the trees? I know I swore off co workers but f**k it, lemme go see what that mouth do. 

XoXo

“Thotiana”