I’m back home now. Yesterday was more fun. We went out, but it was still freezing cold so I was wrapped up in plenty of layers. But we had fun as he peeled them off when we got home and this time I made him wait and we made dinner while I wore nothing but an apron (which wasn’t that sexy and felt kind of icky against my skin, and I dread to think the last time it was washed, but he kept patting my buttocks as I stood with the frying pan so that was okay).

At least this time the sex was worth it too because I was plenty turned on by the time I let him inside me. It was quite a thrill to be somewhere unfamiliar and still completely naked and I hope his flatmate goes away some more weekends.