So my life has actually been getting interesting.

I've gone out on several dates with my valentine's date guy, Carlos. But it hasn't gone past kissing yet. I guess that's a good thing. But it's also a bad thing because I'm so horny I can't control myself. And well last night, I did something I probably shouldn't have. It's not like me and are even anything official. I'd like to be but I guess it's good that we're not.

Yesterday, at work we had one of the guys from corporate there. It's not like he's my boss, but he's definitely in a higher position from me. And we flirt all the time. Most of the time it's over the phone because his office is in New York but he's made a couple of visits here before. But before last night it was just flirting.

We ended up being the last people in the store, because we were moving around things and redoing the visuals. Basically changing how the store looked. We flirting a lot, but nothing happened until we were getting ready to leave. We were in the backroom, when we looked at each other, and were a little closer than we should've been and we kissed. All lust and a lot of passion.

He asked me if I wanted to go back to his hotel, I said yes but we didn't make it there right away.

We were kissing and he pushed me against the backroom desk. He took my shirt off, then my bra, paying careful attention to my nipples. Licking them, biting them, sucking on them. The whole time he's grinding his hard cock against me. My panties are getting soaked. They were visibly wet when he took them off a few minutes later. He sat me on the desk and teased me a lot, kissing and licking near my lips before he finally put his head between my legs and went to work. We'll just say his tongue was amazing. I had to cover my mouth because I was worried mall security walking by the store would hear. I was moaning loud.

And after he made me cum, he asked if he could fuck me. I just smiled. He was rock hard when he took his pants off. And his cock felt so good sliding into me. He's not long but he was really thick. It felt really good.

We fucked on the desk until he came. And it was fucking. He pounded me on to the desk. Sweat was pouring down our bodies, we were still breathing loud. Our bodies connected, my legs wrapped around him not wanting to release him. Him deep inside of me.

Back at his hotel room we did it twice more before we went to sleep. If he didn't have to go visit another store I would've stayed with him all the next day.

We talked for a little while the next morning. About what it means, how we'll have to act around each other. If anyone found out, especially about the sex in the backroom we'd both get fired. And it's also pretty bad because he's married.

He flew back to New York this afternoon before I could see him again but I can't wait for the next time he's in town. He's scheduled to be back in town in March.

And I don't know what this means with Carlos. We'll see we have another date Saturday night.

So last night went a lot better than I thought it would. I've been kinda jinxed as far as Valentine's Days go. I've been dumped twice, on or the day before. Most years I've been single. And even though nothing happened last night it was a really good date.

The restaurant was super crowded, and being that I work in retail I really hate crowds but he made it very interesting. He made me laugh alot. That's important to me for some reason. And the whole time I felt really comfortable with him.

Of course there were times when I just wanted to climb on to the table, spread my legs and let him have his way with me but I was pretty well behaved. He drove me home, and when we were parked in front of my house talking before I got, I had to work very hard to control myself. Especially when we kissed. It was a romantic kiss but it turned a little lusty. (is that even a word?) I wanted to go down on him. I wanted him to cum with me to bed.

I was good though. But we're planning on seeing each other again on Friday. If the date goes good that night too, there's no way I'll be able to control myself.

Just wanted to wish everyone a Happy Valentine's Day. I actually have a date - with the guy I met last week. I thought I was going to be home alone tonight until he called me Sunday night. It didn't take much for me to say yes.

Anyways, if anything good happens I'll be sure to let everyone know.

So I don't want to jinx it but I met someone earlier tonight. I went out with my girlfriends to one of the more "upscale" bars.

Usually, I go out I spend the whole night looking to meet someone. And it never works out the way I imagined it would. Even when I do meet someone they never seem to be interesting.

Tonight, I went out just to see one of my old friends and I was happy just talking and hanging out with her.

But when I went up to the bar, things changed. He didn't even really hit on me. He just started talking to me. Wait, maybe I should rephrase that. We just started talking. We talked for five minutes before I realized I had to give my friend her drink. Then I rejoined him and we talked for a while more. He was really nice but at the same time very confident. And he's not just a great talker, he has an amazing body. Nice muscles but not too big. Nice shoulders etc. I was half tempted to just take him into the bathroom and let him have his way with me.

Only thing is that he's a cop. Not that there's anything wrong with being a cop. Except when I was younger I was a little wild, and did get into a little trouble here and there. And in my time, I've met a few that were assholes and few that were perverted, one in particular knew I was 16 but that didn't stop him from trying to get me to fuck him.

But I don't think he's anything like that. I guess, I'll just have to see for sure. I have his number and I think I won't wait too long to call him.

It's about one in the morning and I can't sleep. While I've been lonely, stressed out tonight I just drank too much coffee before. No one to blame but myself.

Anyways since I'm awake I guess I should give you and updated on my life. Really not much going on.

I've been talking to one of my exs, a great guy that I dated for just a few months before his job took him to California. It's easy to talk to him, he's nice and safe and I don't have to worry about him hurting me emotionally.

Besides that I've met a couple guys, actually two guys at the same bar on two different nights but neither really interested me.

I don't know - just have to keep using my vibrator and hope that it doesn't break from all the use it's getting.