So, [my last post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i8ojoc/starting_to_get_curious_f_about_my_bfs_roommate_m/) left us off on when quarantine started here in the US, and how I have been doing so alone. My job obviously has kept me occupied (nurse), while Paul had to go in occasionally to help the idiots at his company transition to at-home working, helping with with various things from accessing their work desktops at home to making sure they removed the cap on their webcam so people can see them. Bill, being a trainer, hasn’t worked for a while since his gym has been closed. Something only somewhat related is that I always thought Bill was a bit of an idiot, but it turns out that he’s not only a trainer at the gym, but half owner with his brother, so there’s that (and I might have to join when it opens back up). There’s something I should add here, despite Megan becoming a good friend, she is a bit of a prude (or at least she was), but Bill, Paul, and I have all come to the conclusion that she shouldn’t know of Bill’s former man-whoring days, that she’d find him disgusting and leave him. That’s not to say he won’t ever tell her, he just wants to build up some trust, and possibly wear her down on the subject so it won’t be such a big deal.
I did get to gossip with Megan a bit via zoom since that night, (she moved back in with her parents for the time being, and can do her job remotely) and she was a bit mortified at first, she didn’t realize that she was being so loud. I told her not to worry about it, it happens more often than not in that apartment, and she seemed to be enjoying herself anyway. I lead her to believe that I’m usually the loud one that bugs Bill in order to not reveal his “secret”. Megan said she had been with a guy in high school, and 2 others in college, and Bill had been bigger than all of them, no contest. The other thing that surprised her was his oral talents. None of her other boyfriends had even gone down on her, and she was quickly lost in her perceived taboo around it, that she still had some resistance up until that point, but once he started with “that damn devilish tongue” of his, she knew she was gonna let him do whatever he wanted to her, and he did all night. Apparently when I ran into him in the kitchen, she had just left, and they had been up all night.
As for me, I had been doing fine for the start of the lockdown. Paul and I still talked every day, made sure to take advantage of my free time to have little zoom dinner dates, occasionally followed up by some sexy time over zoom. I had never done that before, and was a bit nervous at first, but after Paul had some wine ordered and sent over, I loosened up and did a little sexy dance for him. What he doesn’t know is that after our zoom calls, even if we had masturbated for each other, I’d grab some toys from a drawer. I even got a new one since this whole thing started, a nice and thick 9 inch dildo with suction-cup that has gotten a lot of use in its short time since purchase, that has been dubbed Bill. I’ve used it in my bed, in the shower, and even once in the kitchen I stuck it to the fridge and went a bit nuts fucking back into it, imagining it was Bill behind me, pounding away with reckless abandon. When I finally came, my legs gave out and I fell into a ball on the ground, still shaking. It was then that I noticed that 1- I made a sizable puddle on the ground, that I was now laying in, and 2- In my vigor, I seemed to have made a dent where Bill was attached to the fridge.
I wonder who could help me bang that dent out.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i9ygml/trying_to_keep_my_f_wandering_mind_occupied_and