Out of college and unemployed my father recommended me for a housesitting job. The owners are friends of my father, it was basically a rent free arrangement but no pay. I went jogging in the morning and this doctor met up with me to run. He was newly single, still stung from his divorce but he was all over me trying to get me to go out with him. After a couple of weeks I agreed to go out and we went to a jazz bar. He noticed I was bored so we left and ended up on the doorstep of the house I was sitting. He had me in a trance, laughing and touching each other and then a kiss and then we went inside and then I was in bed with him. Long story short I dated him and he asked me to marry him and here I am, still unemployed but housekeeping in my new house. I landed a doctor, sure he is forty-three with an ex and two kids but he is happy to have me.

I started to say I got married for the money but it isn't true, my family has money I married him because I wanted to.

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