It’s been so long since I wrote in my diary. I worked and went with Jeff until we broke up. After that, I started going with Mark. Mark and I broke up this week. Maybe that is why I am writing this because I miss him. Mark works for the FBI. He has since he was in his 20s. I don’t know how many years but it’s been all his life. He fell in love with his job and he can’t leave it. Jeff and he are best friends and Jeff has been staying over at Marks’s house a lot. I was over there last week around 6:30 am and Mark was getting ready for work.
Mark and his brother remodeled the house several times over the many years they have had it. When you pull in the driveway it is a long covered drive for 2 cars. If you go in the front door you walk into the kitchen area with a dining table and the cooking area. If you come in the door and turn right there is a long hall that runs against the carport wall. On the left side are three bedrooms. When you get to the end of the hall you enter the living room. You can access the living room by way of the carport door. It’s a big living room with couches and chairs. Big screen tv and entertainment center. When you get to the living room there is a door to a room on your right behind the carport. It is a gym. Mark does a lot of exercises to stay fit. The living room has a big sliding glass door that opens onto a covered patio, with a full barbeque setup and a pool. There is also a swing set and sandbox for kids. Mark, his brother or sister entertain a lot. Mark said he has people from work over a lot.
Jeff was in the living room and I headed for the kitchen. Just then Mark came out of his bedroom. He was wearing a black suit and tie. He had just showered and shaved. He smelled really good and looked so handsome. He put one hand out and stopped me from going any farther. He then moved toward me so my back was against the wall. He then put his other hand on the right side of my head. He stared me in the eyes. His eyes were such a beautiful brown. It was like a trance came over me. I couldn’t take my eyes away or says anything. I remember thinking he smells so good. It was like when you are in the kitchen and someone is cooking homemade chocolate chip cookies. They smell so good and all you can think is when will they be done I really want one. With his hands on each side of my head, he leaned in and slowly rubbed his right cheek against my right cheek. I could feel his hot breath in my neck. He then slowly moved his head back and rubbed his left cheek against my left cheek until he reached my left ear. He moved his head back to eye to eye but he wasn’t looking at my eyes. He was looking down at my chest. I had a low blouse and he could see the top of my breast. He stared at them for a while. He then moved his arms so that his elbows were against the wall and he was pressing against me. We were again eye to eye. I could feel him through his pants. He was so hard I thought he was going to bust out of his pants. He then said, “Can I leave you alone with Jeff?” I responded with, “Yes.” He looked at me as if to wonder if it was true. He then said, “Can I leave you along with any man?” I again said, “Yes.” My knees were becoming weak from the sexual tension. I could feel his sexual hunger and my whole body wanted him. He then said, “So you are mine and only mine?” I again responded with a yes. He then backed up straighten his tie and said, “I have to go I don’t want to be late.” He went into the kitchen grabbed his coffee and the fridge freezer door opened and closed. Then he was out of there. I heard his car leave the drive. I then looked to my right and Jeff in the living room and was steaming mad. He had watched the whole thing. I decided it was best to go home.
A couple of days later when I was in Mark’s kitchen, I heard Mark tell Jeff he almost didn’t make it to work that day. He had taken a bag of frozen vegetables out of the freezer and put on his manhood on the way to work but still had to concentrate on work before he could go in. He said I will never do anything like that again before work Its too hard to go to work.