I married my husband about a year ago and we finally found a house we love. Its a large place on the edge of a small town and the yard....I just love how big it is as well. The first few things I noticed about the town is how many young good looking guys there were here. My husband travels a great deal and makes a ton of money so that gives me the personal freedom I so enjoy. Not having to work is sometimes boring, so I have made it my goal in life to find and buy the most provocative clothes I can find. I love to flash, whether its accidental or not, I just have a blast seeing the expressions on peoples faces.
When we were moving in I sure was dreading all the unloading and unpacking. The only thing that made it bare able was that I didnt have to do it alone. So I thought....I think he actually planned it, about 30 minutes after the truck was parked his phone rang and he had to run to an emergency meeting in another state. So between trying to find clothes and getting cleaned up, he didnt even have time to kiss me on the cheek, he just ran out the door and sped off to the airport to catch a charter. I was pretty well steamed and said fuck it, and pulled a chair out of the truck, grabbed a cold one and parked my ass until I calmed down. To top it all off, it was scorching hot, and it was only 10 in the morning. There is a pool, but the pool guy hadnt finished setting up the chemicals yet, so I couldnt cool off that way. The beer was helping a bit and so I downed the last of it and grabbed another. Im not a heavy drinker and never had been. I get wild just after a few drinks and a little encouragement.
It was just about then when 3 young guys came barreling out of the trees in the back of the yard, just chasing each other with paint ball guns. It startled me a bit and when I jumped up, they all stopped in their tracks and just stared at me. I dont know how old they were, but boy were they the picture of good looking. All 3 of them just looked me up and do... Læs hele novellen
