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I can't believe I'm the only guy who loves his wife, fancies his wife and desires his wife so much, he wants someone else to fuck her. Some guys might understand what I'm saying and others might think I'm making excuses for the fact that I can't possibly love her if I have thoughts such as these. The thoughts would have remained fantasies as my wife, Ellie, would never have entertained the thought of going with another man.

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You are on the phone and I cannot resist. I am drawn to the sound of your voice, just like Peaches-the-cat, and just as predisposed to purr as she is. You are sitting in your chair, staring sightlessly at the computer monitor as you talk. 'Ah, good,' I think, 'its not work-related.' I long to touch you and I do so, running my fingers over your bare shoulders and down your chest.

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MMMmmmmmmmm, nothing like the feeling of waking after a long, luxurious sleep in! Steve and I had been out with friends the night before, and the kids were staying at friends' houses, so we decided to sleep in and enjoy the moment alone. I reached my arms out of the covers, and pointed my toes, my body stretching in that wonderful post-snooze glow. I stretched till I wanted to moan with pleasure, my long legs peeking out the bottom of the covers.

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Our small kitchen was a bustle of activity, my own rushed, anxious movements contrasting with Hanna's relaxed calm. She sat down at the small breakfast bar in her fluffy white robe and began to delicately segment her pink grapefruit, a cup of tea gently steaming beside her. As usual however I was running late, standing with a bowl of cornflakes in one hand and a spoon in the other, forcing mouthful after mouthful hurriedly down, all the while trying to avoid milky splashes on my shirt.

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It was 1985 and I was living in Puerto Rico. My friend Kevin worked at the local bar and so did his girlfriend Raeann. Raeann's friend Linda was visiting from Michagan so I got fixed up for a blind date. Wasn't expecting anything but a fun night out with some friends. We met at a different bar where Kevin knew the owner and bartenders. So the booze flowed with ease.

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"Want a spanking?" I squirmed in my chair, he stood behind me to speak. I shook my head, intentionally bashful. "I think you're about due for one." I could feel the warmth between my legs, the wetness, increase. If I leaned forward a little bit I'd get the first pulse of pleasure, he knew that, he put his hand on my shoulder and kept my back against the chair.

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My company usually has a Christmas party for the senior employees once a year. The senior management staff is invited and each employee is allowed to bring a spouse, girl/boy friend or a significant other. I had been with the company only a month, and so I did not know anyone. The girls in the office were somewhat attached and needless to say, I could not find myself a date. I politely declined, but my boss David would not hear of it. You know Sean, this is the best opportunity to meet the directors and get noticed. It is the only way you will get ahead in your career.

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After high school, I enlisted in the Army and did four years as an enlisted man assigned to the Third Army. That made me four years older than the other freshmen at UNC, when I started college after my Army enlistment, but I quickly made three life-long friends. Nora and Adele were roommates. Starting in our sophomore year, Adele and I became lovers. We moved in together. I thought it would last forever but she met a glad-handing football jock in our senior year and I never saw the break-up coming.

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I had taken a small, private room at a hostel for the night from a disarmingly sexy young Asian babe at the front desk. During the night I was awakened by the sound of someone unlocking my door. I carefully picked up the ashtray beside my bed so I would be ready and able to fucking murder the intruder with it if needs be.

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Weeks of anger, hurt and frustration had caused the maelstrom of emotions to abate enough that we could be in each other's presence without compounding the situation. My heart squeezed painfully in my chest as I looked at him, my eyes feasting once more on the visage of this man I love. His silver hair was shorter than it'd been the last time I saw him;

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