Too close for comfort
I’m back on my feet again and able to take care of myself, so my house elf has moved out. Probably a good thing. It was getting difficult for me to live in such close proximity to him. I like to flatter myself and think it was the same for him. Neither of us is up for the emotional entanglements that would come with us falling into bed together.
If we could have just plain, unadulterated, hot and sweaty, no strings attached, wake up in the morning with a smile on your face sex I’d be there in a heartbeat. You know exactly what I’m talking about. Sex with no expectations, sex for it’s own sake, greedy self satisfying no expectations of tomorrow sex. The kind of sex where you can face each other at work the next day and grin and go about your business. Oddly enough, that kind of sex is almost as hard to find as relationship sex for the simple reason both parties aren’t always honest and on the same page and someone inevitably gets hurt.
So what’s a girl to do to put an old flame behind her? To get back on her normal footing? Why phone sex of course! Hot and steamy calls with my favorite customers to take my mind off of what it shouldn’t be on!
