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I see Sean four mornings a week at the gym. He runs the treadmill and I swim, but our schedules are close enough that we arrive at nearly the same time and finish our workouts a few minutes apart. I thought this a coincidence, at first. But I knew better when I got to know him, and learned to appreciate him in unimaginable ways.

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This lesbian matchmaking service that Lynne had gotten me involved in was paying off big time, not only in dollars for me and her but also in sexual partners for me. The latter is much more important than the former because I really do not need the money. Until last night, I only had one "match" who was April.

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"Ah, the workmen are through for the day," Paige thought as she watched the men loading their pickups and preparing to leave. They were working to create a studio and large bedroom with attached bath out of what had been three small bedrooms upstairs in the big barn of a house she bought for a song because it was so far from town. They had been working for over a week, tearing down walls and running new wires and plumbing for the project.

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Stella poured me another shot of Jameson and gave me a look that said, "Don't you think you've had enough?" I downed the shot and gave her one back that said, "Mind your own fucking business and pour." My throat was raw from whiskey and my eyes were red from the smoke of burning bodies. No matter how much I drank, I couldn't seem to stop my hands from shaking. I tapped the bar next to my empty glass and Stella dutifully poured another. Something in my face told her not to argue. She leaned on the bar, giving me a long look at her heavy breasts and deep cleavage.

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"Come in please, Carol." It was Carol's supervisor, David Jenkins who was speaking. He was sitting at his desk and didn't look up at her as she stood hesitantly in the doorway to his office. He continued to look at his computer screen which Carol couldn't see from where she was standing.

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She was lethargic from the intensity of that last orgasm. She had no idea that having his entire hand inside her would make her body explode like that. It was amazing. He had left the room a moment ago and she heard him in the bathroom, probably washing all of her cum off his hand. Her pussy clenched again with the vibrant memory. Hell, she didn't even mind the ball gag any longer. It would be so easy to fall asleep right now...

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Secrets are one of the things that I love about being married. Some of the best secrets that my wife and I share with each other are, of course sexual ones, and that makes them special. I guess we're both pretty average looking and no one would ever guess that we are as intensely sexual about some things. And that includes some of our closest friends.

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"Now, listen," he said to me, in a very serious tone of voice. "I'm in and out of town a lot in my business, so I'm relying on you to use your best judgment when it comes to construction details. Anything else, my wife can probably handle, or she can contact me." I shook his hand and said, "That's why you hired me. I'll make sure it's built right. You just make sure the check doesn't bounce!"

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This is another Chapter of Carol's Series. I'm an "amateur" writer and, in addition, English is not my mother tongue. To write a single Chapter requires a big effort, from me: long time and language's difficulties. Therefore, let me ask, please, to judge my writing on the basis of its "contents" (if you like it or not) and not from an aesthetic or "formal" point of view.

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Over the years of our marriage, my wife and I have been very open sexually with each other. After 15 years of wedded bliss, my sexy wife and I have come to a mutually satisfying understanding. I am sexually submissive and bi-curious, while my wife is sexually dominant and loves to humiliate me like I so desire. In the last few years, we've really enjoyed more and more experimentation. Lately, my wife loves to watch me eat my own cum.

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