My Journal; Moving In

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Sexy Lover

Mrs Gold likes me to walk around the house naked. When we’re together in her home, I’m not allowed to wear clothes. I have to be completely naked at all times. She’s naked too, of course. She said she never wears clothes when she’s at home alone. We have had sex in every single room of her house. We even did it outside on the third floor master bedroom balcony. She’s wild. She just does not stop. I have never had so many orgasms in my entire life than I’ve had in the last two weeks. It’s like she’s constantly with her head and fingers between my legs and I am loving every second of it. I love the fact that she wants me so badly. Or at least, that somebody wants me so badly. I don’t care that she’s a woman – she wants me, she desires me and I think she’s in love with me too.

She hasn’t said it in so many words, but she sure acts like she is. Last night I asked her what would happen when her husband comes home from his business trip and she said she still wants to be with me. She told me I could move in to a room in her house and we could still be together because her husband was hardly ever home. What an offer – living in a huge, expensive mansion, all expenses paid with a woman who loves me and wants to look after me.

Her husband is due back home in two weeks time. She called him last night and told him that I am going to move in with them and he was actually happy to hear it – he said that it would be good for her to have a friend around so that she wouldn’t alone in the house anymore while he was away so often. So the deal is done. I am moving into the spare bedroom of Mrs Gold’s mansion and continuing our lesbian relationship under her husband’s nose. I know it’s not exactly the right thing to do, but who cares? The woman wants me. And I want her. Now we will get to be together all the time, at work and at home. She’ll always be by my side and we can be together always.