To have an opportunity to be utterly naughty, rude, immoral...
To have the childcare taken care of...
To actually have the time...
Is an amazing thing actually.
Usually, I grab it with both hands and open thighs.
But...
I hoped so much he'd cancelled this Friday.
Nails done today. I relaxed.
Wax...a hot one on those girly areas...done. No pressure.
Looks good.
Feels good.
Then he texts.
Mr Home Office is pushy.
I don't like pushy...but I don't like feeling so lonely either.
About Me
- prettyintelligentprincess
- Turrets and Spires, Near the sea., United Kingdom
- An imperfect mother. An unfaithful wife. A career professional. Waiting to feel the stone thrown at her by the one without sin.
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