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Winter is upon us now. Rick and I have now been carrying forward our arrangement since the summer. We have been having a lot of fun with each other, perhaps too much fun for us to call it casual any longer. I bite my tongue knowing Rick doesn't want serious. I have now found myself staying at his house most nights. He works mostly nights, and me days, so we typically only see each other in passing. It beats living in the guest house at my mothers. Please... there's also no other place I would rather be. He gave a key to me a few months back and asked me not to read into it. This gorgeous, sweet man who seemed to be making romantic, thoughtful gestures was fighting hard to ignore the feelings that had been blooming since the night we met. I complied for this complicated man once again and continued living day to day not knowing when we would end. On our next day off together, we decided to go to a Christmas party at a mutual friends house. Rick took me shopping that day and picked out an emerald green dress for me to wear to the party. It was backless and hit my long legs about mid-thigh. kocaeli escort A few stores later, he found simple but sexy nude pumps to accompany my lovely new dress. I couldn't wait to getting ready for the party. When I stepped out of the shower, Rick handed me a box and there was a necklace and a pair of emerald green panties that matched the dress perfectly. I now know he was on a mission to find a dress to match the panties he had tucked away for me at home. Rick liked me to dress sexy and was always surprising me with clothes, jewelry and lingerie. He also preferred my long, curly locks worn loose. I got ready and felt like a million bucks. My sexy man was wearing his black dress pants that hugged his tight ass nicely and a white dress shirt with the top few buttons undone. His still tan skin was peeking through making me want to run my hands across his chest. I told myself not to get distracted. We were one hot ticket and set off to the party with our favorite drinks in tow. When we arrived, the party was in full force. The lights were dim, most were pretty kocaeli escort bayan tipsy, and the dancing had already begun. One of my friends spotted me and yanked me to come dance with her. Rick chuckled and waved good-bye to me. When the song finished he brought me a drink to cool down and told me to have fun tonight. We mingled separately most the night. This was the first night I ever felt lonely while in the same room with the object of my affection. A few times my eyes found him flirting with a tall, slender, red head in leatherish pants and a blue halter top. A tinge of jealousy hit me in the pit of my stomach when I saw him familiarly graze the small of her back. I decided I needed some fresh air so stepped outside to have a smoke. I joined my friend Josh and bummed a cigarette off him because I wasn't going to Rick for one right now. Josh asked if I minded Rick talking with his ex-girlfriend. Well that explained it... kind of. I played it cool, said Rick and I were casual, and that I didn't mind. I had a feeling he knew she was going to be there and he izmit escort dressed me as his play thing to get a reaction out of her. I also had a feeling she was the reason he wants nothing to do with the hearts and flowers of a relationship. I rejoined the party and began to drink a little more and dance even sexier. I knew how to get Ricks attention. I typically only dance with the girls but this night I broke my own rules amongst friends. I kept pulling my guy friends out for a spin. After a couple got a little handsy, Rick had had enough. Never breaking his cool, he came over and said it was time to go and we politely exited the party. In the car, however, a new Rick was exposed. He wanted to know what the hell had gotten into me. I explained that I didn't appreciate being dressed up like a sexy, slutty play thing and paraded around his ex-girlfriend. He swore he didn't know she was going to be there. I swore that he was a fucking liar who needed to grow a pair and man up. We didn't speak again until after we were in the house. This wasn't our first argument. He made me crazy to fight with. We were both stubborn and would end up shouting in each other's faces. The shouting never lasted long because our rage always turned to passion and some intense fucking ensued. I tried to explain that I understand he wasn't cheating but it hurt.