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We were finally ready to leave having packed off the kids to my parents place for the next four days. I am Raj 40yrs 5'10" very overworked and a very fit 170 pounds. I take time off from the office to hit the gym or pool at 8 pm everyday. My wife Priya is also a very fit 115 pounds, 5'4" with a 34b-25-34 figure.

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Catie stood at the door, one hand on the knob and breathed deeply. She looked up at the men around her and wondered if she really could do this. It was a fantasy, had been one for years, and of all the men in the world, she trusted these three most, but...it may well be something they'd never recover from. She leaned against the door and closed her eyes, blocking the hand that would've touched her to reassure her.

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It'd been 18 months since I fucked the man who had since dominated all my sexual fantasies. I'd given up hope of ever finding him again and I'd stopped picking up look-alikes in seedy bars. I'd been dating Jason, an accountant, for a couple of months and he'd recently proposed to me. I'd accepted his proposal and I'd just returned home from a shopping trip with my friends.

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I looked at my watch and saw that it was getting almost time for our fantasies to begin. Jessica, had come to meet me and after we had made love a few times already, it was time to get ready to go out on our quest for excitement.

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"I need a favor, Jakx." The deep raspy voice startled Jakx. He hadn't expected his best friend, Dykstra, to be this deep into the cave. No one came this deep unless there was a freeze. "Anything, my friend." Even though he preferred to be left alone, Jakx would never refuse Dykstra. Not because he felt obligated, but because the other man extended him the same respect.

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April 1994, I was twenty years old living in a U.S. Army barracks in the middle of Germany. I was a private first class and was nowhere near high enough in the chain of command to have my own room, so I shared with a guy three years older than me named Robert. We had a small bathroom, a tiny living room type area, and a bedroom, which had two single beds against each wall, with a pair of night tables, bookshelves, and a long dresser with our TV on it.

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"Any word on when the air conditioning guys are going to be here?" Sandra asked Nikki as they stood at basin in the toilets. "Hopefully soon, I'm just a puddle of sweat at the moment and though that might be a good thing in bed, it's not really all that comfortable to be sitting at your desk with sweat trickling down your cleavage," Nikki laughed in reply.

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Knock. Knock. Knock! "Hey! Are you decent in there?" I called into Paula's bedroom. "Ow! What the…fuck are you…ouch!… talking about? Am I decent? What kind of…ugh…question is that?" "I meant ‘Are you dressed yet?'" I said with a familiar, frustrated sigh. "Then just SAY that, dammit! Say "Are you…unnngh …dressed yet?"' she grunted again. "Aaaaallrighty, then. Here we go. Are…you…dressed…yet?"

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I was about to start running down those damn orange traffic cones instead of dodging them. It wouldn’t make the drive into work this morning any quicker, just a little more exciting. I decided against the notion, seeing my car would end up taking the brunt of the damage. At least my favorite morning talk show was on.

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"Jesus, Doug, you can't just do that!" I yelled at my business partner. "Just watch me." Doug said in response. He was really getting on my nerves. We ran a small little manufacturing plant, and we did pretty well with our current customer base. The problem was that now Doug wanted to expand in a very big way, while I was happy with the way things were.

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