Keeping it in the family

My husband does not know that his sister is a lesbian escort for London escorts. His sister and I have always had a very special relationship since she found out that I worked for a London escorts agency to put myself through beauty college. I have not even told my husband about that, but something made me share it with his sister. She is that sort of girl that you can confide in, and she keeps what she knows to herself.

It has never worried me that is his sister works for London escorts. It her choice but she has asked me not to tell any other family members. They do know that she is into women, but they don’t know that she works for a specialist London escorts service. I am not going to tell them. My husband sister and I have become really good friends over the years, and I would not kiss and tell on any of my friends. The fact is that I think that we are becoming more than good friends.

When I was younger, I used to enjoy exploring my sexuality. I was not really sure if I was straight or lesbian. But, all of that went on the back burner when I joined London escorts and started to study for my qualification. I seemed to be doing so many thing at one time that I did not really have time for me. A couple of the girls that I worked with at charlotte escorts were bisexual, and I did get a certain sense that we had something in common. I would have loved to explore my sexuality with them, but I felt that I did not really have the time to do.

It was not until that I met my husband’s sister that I remembered my old feelings. We got on really well from day one, and since then, we have just grown closer and closer. His sister confided in me about charlotte escorts and it did no worry me one bit. As a matter of fact, I think that was the trigger point. It felt like we had something in common that we could share and talk about when we had time on our own.

One day, we finally kissed. I am not sure that we had expected it to happen, but it was something that we both wanted. My husband’s sister was on a weekend break from London escorts, and she just popped around to see me out of the blue. I had just come back from the gym, and was fresh out of the shower when she called around. She told me that I smelt good and that was it. We had a kiss as the kettle was boiling, and I had to admit that I felt a bit lost in that keys. Did I want it to end? No, I did not want that kiss to end and I am not sure she did either. Do I want to kiss her again? I would love to kiss her again and I think that she would like to kiss me.