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Even in my mid-20's some of my friends were a little rounder than they should be. I tried to get to the gym regularly to avoid that. Having a routine and going on the same days each week you see some of the same faces each time at various points during your workout. There were always nice sights to see at the gym and many times on the treadmill I would see the same blond working up a sweat. She had a few years on me and was doing what she could to hold off time.

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"You will wear the blue skirt!" she tells me, reaching to pull it out of the closet. I am already wearing the corset; black satin, laced, long suspenders linked on to sheer black stockings. Fishnet, she says, is tacky. Personally I think the whole suspenders-and-stockings thing is tacky, and much prefer bare flesh, but then, it's not for me to decide.

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"Oh My god...rebecca," He breathes, stunned as she enters the room, absolutely enthralling in nothing but a lacy black bra, a very short catholic schoolgirl's skirt, and a pair of knee-high dark-brown boots. Her skin is creamy and pale, a luscious backdrop for the sexy outfit she had worn for Him. Her hair is long and dark, hanging free, the ends of which brush the tops of her breasts, which peek teasingly from their lacy confines.

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Dave and Bill were in the public bathroom at the local bar peeing in the adjacent urinals. Dave turned toward his friend and showed him the pink panties he was wearing for that night. Dave and Bill looked each other in the eyes, thinking to themselves what was about to happen. They broke the eye contact and their naughty thoughts as the door opened and Tim entered.

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After living next door to my neighbor Helen and John for many years, I discovered that Helen had a sister, Olive, in the small town of Little Washington where I spent a few years in my youth. Olive and her husband ran the local drive-in and I had spent many an evening at that drive-in. One summer John, I, and my 15-year-old son took a boat trip south with an invitation to stay at Olive's house. It took us two days by boat to get there and Olive's son Charles picked us up at the boat ramp.

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"Uncle Joe, please! I'm serious, OK? You have to stop sleeping with my friends!" Lilly, my niece, was livid. I'm not exactly sure how she found out, but then I hadn't exactly been going to great lengths to hide it either. Emily and Laura were both consenting adults. Sure, I was twice their age. But it was they who had come to me.

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As I packed my suitcase, I couldn't believe I was actually going on a vacation without my husband. I'd kind of fantasized about it many times before, but never really thought it would happen. But Jane wanted a girls-only trip to celebrate her birthday, and who was I to say no? I thought about what else to pack. Swimsuit, cocktail dress, shorts, sunscreen... I grabbed my sexy bra and panty sets and put those in. Why not feel sexy, even if it was very likely no one but me would ever see them?

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She was heaven and each delicate curve an endless hymn of angel's breath. And I was her disciplined follower, the worshipper of every inch of her perfection. Her body was a dream, a vision to be discovered and adored.. I'd close my eyes and still see her lying there next to me. And when she would leave me, I'd wonder if any of it had even really happened.....

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This is the stand alone sequel to Cross-country Road Trip which I would ask that you read first, but it really isn't all that necessary. ************************************************* We were married almost immediately after our cross-country road trip was over. I called my oldest daughter and she and her husband joined your two children and their spouses for the ceremony which really was a simple affair. We dressed in our finery--you in a medium length white dress with a lot of lace and me in my Highland formal wear including my Prince Charlie jacket with its vest--but we did do without the fancy wedding with all the guests.

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Cathy was shivering as she hurried to her Mustang in the school parking lot. She ignored all the whistles and comments from the students as the cold wind swirled around and blew her skirt up revealing her slim legs and pink panties. After starting the car she put on the heater but it blew nothing but cold air. She wished that she lived in a warmer climate than New Jersey.

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