ENTRY 6
Fucking A.... I have some shit to update you on my digital diary. If you recall a couple months ago I wrote to you that some more stuff happened with Chet and his brother (sigh). And that Daniel has asked me to build a better relationship with Chet, his best friend. I think his exact words were "Candace, why don't you give some love to Chet. He is my best friend and you're the love of my life. You might as well be good to each other."
If that is not a ringing endorsement to "go fuck my best friend." I don't know what is.
Well, my digital diary, I have been getting to know Chet better. We have had a half dozen rendezvous in the last couple months and fucked and fucked and fucked some more. I really enjoy sex with him. He has a nice big cock and loves to do all kinds of sexual stuff. I am able to do things with him that I found that I enjoy that I just have not been able to get Daniel to do with me yet.
In fact, Chet has been "training my ass," whatever that means. He keeps playing with my ass and fingering it. He slides the buttplug or a dildo in and out. He keeps telling me that he is going to fuck it one day. I can't imagine his big cock in my ass, regardless of how much I enjoy the penetration so far.
But I am still heavily conflicted my digital diary. I love Daniel. He loves me. I still see my future with him. We had a wonderful night last week. Date night. Romantic. Went home and got naked. He went down on me! I went down on him. I jerked him off until he exploded. Then I rode him until we shared an orgasm. He still made me use a condom though. Arggg. Sexual progress though right?
Afterwards in the afterglow of our lovemaking, he reiterated his love for me and that he intends on spending the rest of his life with me. He might propose soon? Would I say yes? I mean I always envisioned myself being a faithful wife. I would have to cut off my activities with Chet. But somehow Daniel would still expect me to be good friends with his best friend. That would be awkward.
I have thought of virtually nothing else for the past 5 or 6 months besides this predicament. I really really like fucking Chet. But I really really love Daniel.
Sigh....
So anyway, now off to what I have to tell you. Daniel wants me to spend time with Chet to get to know him. He is aware that I have seen him a couple times, but obviously does not know how many times or what we have been doing.
So Daniel set us up to do a double date with Chet and a girl he is 'seeing'. It happened last weekend. Oh Jeez. Anyway, my first thought was how uncomfortable it was going to be to hang out with my boyfriend Daniel, Chet (who I'm fucking) and his girl (who I have to also assume he is fucking). I totally did not want to do it. But Daniel begged me saying that it would be a good opportunity to spend time with Chet and I and that if the guys got busy, I would have another girl to talk to. Men are so dumb.
So the plan was for us to drive home to his parent's house on Friday after he got out of school and we'd hang out with his parents and spend the night. Then we would sleep in and take it easy and then meet up with Chet and his girl late afternoon.
Well Friday came and Daniel went to school. He calls me an hour after he is supposed to be home letting me know that he is delayed and that I should just go ahead and head out without him. That he would catch up with me tonight. I told him I wanted to wait. He said he would hurry.
Daniel did not break away. Finally late evening he said he was not going to make it and that I should just go ahead. I told him I was not interested in going without him. Long story short, I went without him. I figured I could hang out at my parent's house. He convinced me that he would join me as soon as possible.
So I drove home. I was fuming the whole way. The very last thing I wanted to do was hang out with Chet and his 'date'. I wanted Chet to myself. I mean if Daniel is going to prioritize school, then I'd rather find a way to fuck Chet. But I couldn't if he had some other girl that is going to be there.
I started to daydream that if Daniel didn't make it, that Chet would cancel with his woman and spend time with me. I got wet thinking about it. I almost drove off the road dreaming about it. But I finally made it to my parent's house. It was late so I ended up just crashing. Daniel called and said he was not driving to his parents on this night because it was so late.
The next morning, I woke up and went for a run. As I took a shower, I made sure to shave and clean everything, just in case.
I sent a text to Chet. No response. Daniel sent me a text telling me that he got busy with school again but was trying to finish as soon as he could.
I sent a text to Chet again to let him know that Daniel was running late or might not even make it. Still no response. Without a response from Chet, I assumed the worst. I thought he was busy fucking his girl and leaving me hanging. I felt a little jealous.
Daniel called me and told me that there was a school catastrophe of some kind that they were trying to fix. He told me that it could not wait. He apologized profusely that he was not going to be able to make the double date. He suggested I still go, that it would give me a chance to build on that relationship with Chet and to meet his girl.
I was super angry. I called Chet. No answer. Arrgggg. I was tempted to drive home and say 'fuck you' to all of them.
Finally like a couple hours later, Chet sent me a text. It said simply: We'll be at the restaurant at 3. Look forward to seeing you.
Did Chet not know that Daniel was not going to make it? He had to. I sent him a text about it and left him a voicemail about it. I replied to him again stating that Daniel was not going to make it and that we should cancel. Chet did respond this time and simply told me to show up anyway.
I don't know why I decided to go. I was convinced that I was going to have a bad time without Daniel. My heart told me that seeing Chet with another woman was going to upset me. All signs said to turn around, but I didn't. I went forward and headed to the restaurant.
When I showed up at the restaurant, the hostess showed me the way to their table. As I approached, Chet stood up and so did the woman. She was super tiny. She couldn't have been more than 5'3" and at best weighed 90 lbs. She had fire engine red hair and freckles. She looked very nice in a tight fitting dress. I felt underdressed.
She approached me first and hugged me. That's right. She hugged me. It was a tight hug. Like we were old friends and she was happy to see me. When the hug broke, she said her name was Megan.
Chet gave me a warm hug and a kiss. Yes a kiss. In front of his woman. As I stood there confused, he told me that he was glad I showed up even without Daniel. He quickly let me know that Daniel had called him and let him know that he was not going to be able to make it and that he was supposed to take care of me. Whatever that meant.
We were seated at one of those tables that only seat four. Chet sat across from me with Megan on my left. The tables were really packed in and we were scrunched in at what seemed like a very small area. I could not have been more than 18 inches from Megan.
Megan smelled wonderful. Just a quick side note.