I looked at myself in the mirror. Not bad. For a fifty year old mother of three, I looked pretty good. I was still slim and trim with fairly large breasts, I knew I didn't look my age. I had on a little powder blue suit with a short skirt, several inches above the knee. I wore stay up top hose and blue heels. I turned and looked at the back. Pretty damned nice I thought. Eye catching but not overtly so. I liked the mirrors in the elevators of this building. Good idea.
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"He said 'we certainly made her airtight last night' and then the rest of them laughed." Ann was cradling the phone against her shoulder as she studied her nails and relayed the overheard conversation to her best friend Shelly.
"What does that mean?" Shelly's perplexed voice indicated that it didn't make any sense to her either.
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Kati and I have been married for more than 10 years and we appreciate the saying 'variety is the spice of life'. One of the ways we've added variety to our sex life in recent years is indulging in fantasy sex sessions with role playing and dress-ups, sometimes quite elaborate.
We get to have a full blown session maybe once a month. They especially allow Kati, who is in a high pressure managerial role by day, to let herself go at home and indulge her submissive sexual nature.
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"Sammy? Sammy!" his mother called from downstairs, the second time a bit more panicky and urgent even though she had hardly given him time to respond to the first.
Sam had been lying down on his bed, relieved that the weekend had finally arrived and thinking about what to jerk off to tonight. When he heard the familiar yet annoying sound of his mother calling he sighed, got up, and opened his bedroom door.
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Anya's fingers moved, and a deep thrum began to emanate from the speakers. It was a low, raunchy resonance, laying down the foundation for what was to come. The rest of the band soon added their instruments, and the slow funk slickly filled the hall air.
Now even the louder members of the audience were taken into a new stupor.
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When I awoke in the early morning I was feeling horny, still pleasantly excited from the previous evening and wasn't surprised to feel my erection pressing hard against the shorts I was wearing. The latter part of the previous evening had been spent drinking and talking to Bob and Tony about anything else that came to mind but mainly sex.
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My marriage went from bad to worse, as my wife went south on me, taking our kids with her. She convinced our two lovely teenage daughters that I was a beast, had treated them all horribly, and thus deserved the worst treatment possible.
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Julie Davidson arrived back at her apartment block just after midnight. She paid the taxi driver and stomped towards the entrance door. She was in a foul mood. The 41-year-old divorcee had been looking forward to this night out all week. It was a rare chance to get out, dress up and enjoy herself. She had been out with her friends Louise and Pamela and after a few drinks they had all started flirting with guys, to her horror both she and Louise had ended up going after the same guy and he had brushed Julie off with a comment about not dating older women while Louise had her tongue in his ear!
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Behave or not set aside.
We meet, it is at the airport. You've worn a skirt and no panties, a top with buttons and a soft bra. We chat and you get wet and wetter.
After a bit we finish coffee and you're close. My hand is on your leg and you hitch your skirt. You look in my eyes as my fingers slip to your pussy. Slowly I pet, and caress. You just watch my face, trembling slightly.
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It was the deep darkness of a moonless night as I crept through the open glass doors from the rooftop patio into the open bedroom. I was barely able to see the bed and slid my feet carefully across the unfamiliar floor as I made my way towards it. Then I froze as I heard the sound of movement, and observed a bunching in the dark shadow of the bed. I hesitated about continuing, not want to be discovered,
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