This story contains lesbian s*x scenes and of an adult, explicit, s****l nature.
Enjoy.
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Only been a week since we moved into this boring house. Three floors. That's it. Just three. What was he thinking? A man like Douglas could've easily gotten us something bigger, something with presence. But no -- he's always cutting corners now that we're "planning for the future." Pathetic.
I can't live like this. It's too quiet, too narrow, too... plain. A woman like me needs space. I told him this place wasn't enough. I said it directly, and do you know what he did? He nodded, like a guilty schoolboy, then kissed my forehead like I'd just blessed him. The man's a fool, but he loves me. And that's what matters.
We've been married six years. I married him for money -- he knew that
