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Life is so routine and boring during this stay at home business. I tell you, I’m going stir crazy. I’ve cleaned the house top to bottom and back again and rearranged everything around my husband’s asshole sixteen-year-old son who wants to play video games day and night. It’s well over two weeks since my last non-husband coitus. I miss Dan — but even he now tells me “Stay home.” So, we text back and forth stuff but I’m really tired of masturbating to porn and his fantasy messages. I work from home but there isn’t much of that and I have a lot of free time on my hands. I go for walks around the town and woods, sometimes ride my bike ride if it’s warm — but there are no parties, no adventures, and no music. In fact, no bloody fun. Okay, tons of people are visiting the site I frequent. More new members and a lot of people I don’t see too often are popping up — it’s my salvation. But, one of the many rules my husband and I have is: Do not shit in your backyard. güvenilir bahis Simply, that means don’t step out close to home as it can come back and haunt you with drama. I’ve risked breaking this rule a few times — as you can read in some of these journal entries — but mostly it’s been with people visiting my small town (apart from one around the corner who has moved away, thank god). I hardly chat online with anyone from my town. It’s way too risky (people do talk) so I kind of like the rule and try to stick to it. All that’s fine until a member you’ve chatted with only a few times in five years suddenly chimes in with, “Hey, I think I saw you yesterday.”Out of curiosity, I asked, “Oh yeah, John, where?”He not only mentioned the beach where I’d been walking my dog but also what I was wearing. He added that he hadn’t said anything to me as he was also with his dog — and, of course, there was social distancing to consider. I think we may have chatted güvenilir bahis siteleri twice previously on the website and he really wasn’t my type. He’s sixty-one and not been overly sexual when we’d chatted so I tend to ignore him most of the time. But today’s world we’re living in is not how it was earlier this year by a long way. So, as I like chatting, I told him it had been me on the beach and that led to a long conversation into the wee hours. We talked about the world, the town, dogs — but he really doesn’t get sexual. And that’s weird as it’s a site based on sex, right? The conversation went on while I also chatted with others. Apparently, John has been single for years, he works from home, and the present situation isn’t much of a change for him. He claims he lives like a hermit. Then I sent him a message saying I was touching myself. Oops! It was meant for someone else. Before I realized my mistake, John responded: ‘I do that a iddaa siteleri lot, too.” I quickly replied, ‘Good, we all do it.’‘Yeah, but I’ve done it to your pictures a few times over the years. I always hoped to see you and, finally, I have.’The ‘you’re beautiful’ compliment then came out a few times and somehow we found out we had a common ground in wine. We have a love for and prefer the finer pour — nothing cheap. So we two wine snobs talked about that in depth and he mentioned his collection. I was totally jealous. ‘Maybe next time you see me,’ I said, ‘you might invite me over for a glass.’‘Absolutely,’ he said, adding that he had a rare bottle of my favorite Barolo and would open that for me. ‘I’d break the social distancing rule in a heartbeat for that,’ I said.‘Well, when?’‘You tell me.’‘Tomorrow,’ he said. ‘Meet me at the beach where I saw you. It’s close to my home.’Close to mine, too! Like I said, too small of a town. But I told him I’d be there around five and he said, if everything was okay, he’d invite me in for a drink of Barolo. ‘Awesome,” I said and told him I had to be very discreet.’That’s fine,’ he said and then, totally unexpected, he added, ‘Maybe I’ll let you suck my cock.’
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