Maybe it is time for a smaller house. My husband’s kids are grown and do not spend much time with us now. They have their own lives. I am having fun house hunting without my husband. I found the hottest real estate agent in town. He has been escorting me around the area. I have a very long list of demands for my realtor. I want the perfect house.
I stressed to my young hot realtor that privacy is very important to me. He showed me this house with the perfect kitchen, but this house had neighbors close on both sides of the house. I complained about a lack of privacy. He pointed out that there was a lot of privacy in the backyard. I disagreed. There is no way in hell that is going to my future house. It does not suit my needs, at all. To demonstrate my definition of privacy, I told him to fuck right here on the deck, overlooking the neighborhood. He knew that he had to go for it. I forced him to fuck me right there. I am sure the neighborhood enjoyed the view of him fucking me right there on the upper deck.
I think he and I have a better understanding of what I mean by privacy.
Samantha
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