The neighborhood was made up of mostly an upper middle class setting. Everyone got along well and no one had any cares of crime, money or a lack of gossip or minor scandal. All in all it was still a good place to raise a family. The husbands were very successful and sometimes would get together at the bowling alley.
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"Are you sure you're ok with this?" She looked up at the man standing in front of her. Behind her Marjie and Davy were making impatient noises.
Davy looked at the other man over both women's heads and winked. It was all JT could do not to grin back. He looked down on the love of his life and smiled, "Of course it's ok. Not like I can go for a hike on these things anyway." He waved a crutch around.
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My boyfriend Marcus leaned forward and kissed on my nipples as I felt the hard length of his cock inside my body. We were making love slowly on his bed, a session that felt like it would last hours. That's when he told me.
"Elizabeth. I've got some news for you," he said -- his head returning to his pillow from my small breasts. I'm just a 34B. So much wish I was larger, but my breasts are sensitive -- more sensitive than some girls I know.
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"Max, would you be horrified if one of my friends had sex with you?" my girlfriend asked me.
Well that just about blew my mind.
My girlfriend always was an extrovert - that was partly what attracted me to her in the first place. But she continually surprised me in the bedroom - even after six months together, she came up with suggestions that continually baffled me. Just as I thought I knew her well enough to know her limits, she would crash through them.
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We are in the hot tub watching a movie. You are in between the two of us. We are close on either side. I reach out my hand under the warm water gently pulling your leg against mine. Jack pulls your right leg toward himself. This opens up your legs a bit. I slowly reach up your inner thigh a bit higher. You pretend not to notice what is going on, but your breathing quickens as you try to seem indifferent to what is being done to you.
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Arranging a special treat for my husband's birthday was surprisingly easy. I'd always known he fancied my best friend, Lisa. What surprised me was how easily Lisa agreed to it. It shouldn't have. My husband, Keith, is extremely fanciable and Lisa had been single for almost a year and, in her own words, was "constantly gagging for a good shag".
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Sorting through the post on a dreary Tuesday morning I was surprised to receive an invite to a fancy dress party from our friend Mick and his wife Andrea.
I knew her through work (and reputation) enough to say hello and chat but not enough to call her a friend even though I had known Mick for years.
She had a track record of office liaisons, often working away, a living breathing caricature of the 'sexy secretary.'
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Claire knew it was three-forty. She knew because she had just checked the clock a few seconds ago, but she looked anyway. It was three-forty.
She had already closed what she'd been working on, so she opened a couple of spreadsheets to clutter the screen. She picked a paperclip - a fancy one with a red no-slip plastic coating - from the magnetic dispenser to the right of her phone and un-bent it to an approximation of straight.
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"What is the point of my being up here?" I asked, the whistles I'd got as I climbed the stairs still ringing in my ears. Should I have changed into slacks?
"It's better," said Sam, host of the party, showing me into his parents bedroom.
Wow, this was something else. Twice the size of ours. A bed three times as large. And it was round! I started to rethink the Jones's private life, beyond their just being neighbours!
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It was just another Friday. Katie sat at the desk near the front door of the gallery, IMing with a "Master wannabe." Bored, she played along with his demands to play with her clit. A little self-pleasure was better than sitting and doing nothing. After a few minutes, Katie looked up and noticed someone heading towards the front door.
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