My living situation has changed somewhat in the last month, and its put a dampener on my social life.
For most of my adult life I've lived alone, and relished the freedom it gave me. I could do what I wanted, when I wanted. Hell, I could walk around the place naked if I wanted (and often did, when the weather was warm enough, as long as the curtains were drawn.) Not to mention my extra-curricular activities as a sex blogger and some time webcammer.
It's all changed though. A relative of mine has become my new housemate, and with it some of the freedom I enjoyed has slipped away. On the whole, living with him isn't a total nightmare, however he has no sense of boundaries, and has the annoying habit of entering my bedroom without knocking, and takes a particular interest in what I do on the computer, making surfing for porn, or Internet hookups impossible when he's around, kind of like when I lived at home with my parents.
It was worse when he hung around the house for three weeks, while he sorted things out with the move and his new job. I couldn't even have a long, leisurely wank to my favourite porn for fear he'd walk into my bedroom. Best I could do was a quick handshake in the shower.
Things have improved since he started his new job. I have a bit of time in the morning when he leaves for work when I can attend to my personal needs in peace, and when he's asleep in his bed, I'm free to surf for sex, and on those few days when I have a day off in the week, I've indulged in a bit of webcamming, which lead to a hot phone sex session with a sexy Daddy bear.
For most of my adult life I've lived alone, and relished the freedom it gave me. I could do what I wanted, when I wanted. Hell, I could walk around the place naked if I wanted (and often did, when the weather was warm enough, as long as the curtains were drawn.) Not to mention my extra-curricular activities as a sex blogger and some time webcammer.
It's all changed though. A relative of mine has become my new housemate, and with it some of the freedom I enjoyed has slipped away. On the whole, living with him isn't a total nightmare, however he has no sense of boundaries, and has the annoying habit of entering my bedroom without knocking, and takes a particular interest in what I do on the computer, making surfing for porn, or Internet hookups impossible when he's around, kind of like when I lived at home with my parents.
It was worse when he hung around the house for three weeks, while he sorted things out with the move and his new job. I couldn't even have a long, leisurely wank to my favourite porn for fear he'd walk into my bedroom. Best I could do was a quick handshake in the shower.
Things have improved since he started his new job. I have a bit of time in the morning when he leaves for work when I can attend to my personal needs in peace, and when he's asleep in his bed, I'm free to surf for sex, and on those few days when I have a day off in the week, I've indulged in a bit of webcamming, which lead to a hot phone sex session with a sexy Daddy bear.
3 comments:
But maybe this relative wants to walk in and catch you having a quick hand shandy, HH, so that he can try and seduce you?
"Oh, sorry mate .... but can I help you with that .... ?" kinda thing!
Just a thought, GB xxx
Ewww! I so don't want to go there.
Besides, most of my relations think I'm some sort of asexual virgin, waiting for the right girl to come along so we can marry and have lots of babies.
Roomies are ALWAYS tricky. Especially when they're related. We feel for you. Really, we do :( Major cramp on ones style.
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