He had never told me his name.
That realization hit me suddenly, forcefully, as I hesitated in the doorway of the large, immaculate, well-appointed suite. The very upscale hotel clearly lived up to its advertising -- which used words like "discerning tastes," "classically comfortable," and even "the ideal destination for enjoyment of discrete leisure activities."
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Rita is a high powered executive with a large company. Through her work she has great responsibility. Recently she realised how stimulating and relaxing it could be if she was controlled. If she was made to do things, she no longer had the burden of responsibility. However giving up control could make her vulnerable. She may have to do things she didn't want to. That, though, was strangely exciting. The first experience for this 45 year old woman, of the thrilling excitement of handing over control had been at a family dinner party.
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Sometimes I get the urge to drive. I have a small SUV and I like it. I bought it for practical reasons but I have discovered that I like the way it drives. This story is about a favorite weekend drive I took this year.
I woke up Saturday morning with the urge to drive. Gas had gone all the way down from $3.12 to $2.65 and I had filled up on Friday evening.
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Dr. Kessa Brammer led him through a creaking metal door into the last storage room in the antiquities department. He stepped past her at her direction, looking around the chamber with slight un-ease. He was perhaps her brightest student, which was part of why she liked him. She pushed her weight against the metal door, which creaked closed, and latched with an echoing click.
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Do I have issues with my wife? No. Do I love my wife? Of course I do. We have been married for awhile and together way longer than that. So as always happens we had become accustomed to a certain way of living. Not that it was bad, but it was predictable. Work all week, me wanting sex during the week and the wife just too tired. Scheduled love time on the weekend.
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I'm at a gallery opening, a warm evening, an elegant crowd. I have only a slight acquaintance with the artist, but I promised her I'd be here. I don't see her anywhere, and I don't know any of the people milling around the large abstract paintings. But the wine is decent, and I had nothing better to do, so I'm not unhappy.
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She was sitting on the bed taking slow deep breaths. They had met online and now it was time to rendezvous with her online lover. Actually they were much more than just online lovers. They were friends, writing partners, and in a Dominate/submissive relationship. She had met him while she was off school in the summer and had liked his charismatic personality, passion, and creativity.
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I finally managed to beat you home from work; usually you are home before I am because you go to work at a different time. I have been trying for weeks to beat you home from work because you told me that you would let me have you as my toy for part of a night if I could manage to make it home before you without skipping out of my own work.
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The message light was blinking on his answering machine as he walked through the door. Another twelve hour shift at the plant had left him mentally drained, but there was still plenty of spring in his step. Besides, he had the whole next week off to enjoy life and mentally recharge. He was looking forward to getting outside and pushing his body to limit instead of his mind.
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Night never falls quickly enough on New Orleans. Interesting by day, certainly, but darkness brings the true city to life. The barkers and harkers, bodegos and cafes. The places seeking merely to move money -- from your pocket to theirs. And oh the promises.
This night will bring something else to the city of cadence and creole. She feels, rather than hears, the calls for attention ringing and melting together in her ears as she stands looking out her window.
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