New house, new roommate, more serious study...and I've replaced that old boyfriend, with my new neighbors: a MAN-friend and his amazing, brilliant and... hot wife. We three just clicked the moment we met the day I moved in; though the food, the music and wine helped in their awesome, renovated Southern home, when they invited me for a "sleep-over", as my electricity hadn't been turned on yet.That first night in their bed was like a fantasy, that I'd never imagined, come true. Their intensity grew. . I am, but ... but I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I'm happy that we can be friends again but that's all it will ever be Pen, just friends." So can I stay for a while? We can be friends; we can be anything you like." Haven't you got work to go to?" No I'm between jobs. I really am a free woman now. Who knows if I like it, I might even get a job up here. Maybe buy a cottage."I took her up to the spare room and put the case down."You can unpack while I get dinner ready. I hope Lasagne is. " She knew I was, but I had also told her that I would be happy to strip naked for her as soon as she asked. I laughingly suggested to her that I didn't think that Starbucks was the place to do so, and she said, "Follow me back to my house. I want to see you naked." As soon as her front door closed behind us, she said, "You can leave your clothes on the chair," so I stripped off everything as she watched. Naked, I followed her into the kitchen, where the light was better, to take a few. She squirmed a bit more and then her bra joined the dress. She then rolled onto her side facing me and smiled at me in the dim light and said just loud enough for me to hear, “Thank you for making me feel like a woman again. Tom never looks at me like that anymore.”Even though I was surprised by her pleased acknowledgment of my wandering eyes, I did not miss a beat and said, “You’re welcome.”The lights went out and someone with an official-sounding voice said, “Okay folks, it is ten o’clock.