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PRELUDE Charlotte was in her office with the door locked. She was kneeling on the seat of her executive chair facing the back of it and she was completely naked. Her younger co-worker Brad, also naked, was standing behind her caressing her lovely ass. Normally they would not be totally naked in her office but it was Sunday morning and no one else was there.

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Billy and Danny are fighting again, just what I don't need today. They think I can't hear them, soaking up the air conditioning and screaming at each other about the Xbox while I break my back weeding the garden. I took the day off at the bank to do chores on the farm; it's a precarious balance I have between getting fired and making my grandpa's farm turn a profit. Most days, I go to bed at night not knowing which side is going to kill me first.

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It's Wednesday morning and I wake up early. It's the one day of the week I stay home and look after our toddler. Carrie is working part time, keeping in touch with her job as an academic so she can take up full time work again in a couple of years. Our little one goes to crèche two and a half days a week and I (being a sensitive new age guy) take care of her on Wednesdays. That way Carrie gets three days a week at the university.

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Kaye had always been the kind of girl who was eager to impress her friends. At 15, she hadn't cared that she was a bit too chunky until she overheard a friend of hers (a high school senior no less) refer to her as having a tank ass; she started to exercise. At 18, another friend had said she wouldn't have the guts to go into a local sex shop and come out with something--that was how Kaye had ended up with her lovely vibrator. And now, as a tall, fit 21-year-old, she had said something in front of her college roommate April and was regretting it.

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Amy, my gorgeous Amy, is helpless, her hands tied above her head. She follows my every movement with large, almost cartoon eyes. I step closer, a brush of clothing, my hands hovering in the dip of her waist. I hear her soft breathing as her open mouth strains toward mine, mewling for the touch of lips. Her tongue glistens, waiting to dart out and meet me.

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Sitting in the airport is never much fun, regardless of the reason behind traveling. I'm a seasoned traveler though and even despite all of the new security measures and increasing delays, it seems that I'm at the airport more often now than not. In fact, with my relatively new job, I'm traveling more now than ever. But who's complaining, right? After all, it's putting food on the table. I've never been one to complain too much anyway.

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I turned to the right as I reached the sign telling me that the fishing lake where I used to spend so many weekends with my father was only five miles away. I knew that before I would actually arrive to the lake, I would pass the small town -- well, little more than a hamlet -- where I could stop and buy some food, a six-pack of beer and of course some bait and fishing-outfit I had to replace. I had plenty of opportunities to buy these things on the road;

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Fucking is all about play. It should be enjoyable and I am willing to try anything at least once. That is why we have our code word. If either one of us is ever uncomfortable with the way that play is progressing, we can say the code word and everything stops. With that in mind, I decided to introduce something new to our play. I love to have my ass fucked and my lover is willing to comply anytime I suggest it.

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While I listened to the sounds of the shower my wife Karen was taking in the bathroom I lay on the bed playing with myself. I was waiting. Why does Karen take so long coming to bed? She takes her time because she knows I am lying here waiting. Karen is a tease. The thought of the water running over her breasts and streaming down into the dark curls between her legs was making me hard. I kneaded my balls while I rubbed my cock and began to feel relaxed.

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To some guys, my wife Cynthia is every man’s dream girl. She may not be a centerfold, but she is all woman. Standing just under 5-5 in her stockings, her firm 34B breasts make her Victoria's Secret bras proud. Her long legs are finely displayed when she wears flowing skirts which end a few inches above her knees, and most are shocked when told that Cyndi is 35-years-old.

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