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P.J. was feeling good, had an extra spring in her step and glimmer in her eyes. Being in the country always made her feel both thankful and alive. The early afternoon sunlight warmed her arms and legs, bared to it by the sleeveless, form-fitting t-shirt and shorts. Although she felt great, she considered that the next few days might be like watching paint dry. Being out here in the middle of the East Texas pineywoods babysitting a crew of redneck water-well-drillers could possibly be boring beyond description.

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I sat at my desk and tried to figure out what I wanted to say in the add for the classified section of the paper. My primary need was for a driver, since my eyesight was giving me problems, I didn't feel safe on the road anymore. I looked at what I had written. Driver Wanted Clean license,sometyping or computer skills a plus. Age or sex no factor. $9.00 per hour to start. Call 352 566 3707.

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I was spent, my cock was slowly deflating, still wrapping loosely in the sticky condom. My wife lay snoozing beside me sent to dreamland by a late night fucking. This was an anomaly in our household. Monthly sex in the morning or early evening was our typical fare after five years of marriage, two kids and never enough time.

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When I was a younger man, 20 years ago now, I was just 68 and I lost my wife. That same year Edna lost her husband. She was 81 or 82 at the time. Our houses were across the street from one another. She's gone now but I remember her well. I enjoyed her company as she did mine. We always found things to talk about. Our relationship kept the wolves of loneliness at bay and illumined the approaching darkness that would spell the end of our twilight years. And as it turned out, she retained a lively interest in and enjoyment of sex.

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This account of some of the events in my life was written as requested by the love of my life, my soul mate, my sister Abby. Here it is 1972 and I am living in Mobile, Alabama. Not sure how I ended up here but it seemed like a nice place to settle after drifting for a few months. I am enrolled in college and have made a few friends. With my injuries and scars from Viet Nam I am a little shy around people. I lost an eye and I wear a black patch over it.

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It was fraud, of course. And it was discovered in the same way fraud is always uncovered - by accident. I'd found it, and it wasn't even my department. I was in computing, but when I stumbled across the old spreadsheet even my untutored eye couldn't miss it. I knew who. It surprised me, because she'd been at the company for about twenty years. Eileen Romford. Credit controller.

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I looked up at Emma's beautiful body, marveling at its perfection. She is athletic and toned with pert B-cup breasts which were quivering. Her face is heart-shaped and crowned with thick ash-blond hair cut to a medium length. Her eyes were closed, and her pink lipped mouth was open. I let my gaze travel down her smooth creamy flesh noting the trimmed line of her pubic hair. God I was going to miss her!

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I met Gwen at the restaurant, where I went for breakfast every morning, before work, after my wife, Linda, left me for a younger man. Just as I had no idea she had a lover, I didn't know my wife was unhappy enough to leave me. I mean, now that I think about it, she was pretty miserable, but what wife isn't? With everything, including sex so routine and predictable, the romance fizzles, after being married for a while. Still, totally clueless, I thought everything was the routine same, until it wasn't and until she was no longer there to cook breakfast.

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Arriving home after a social but exhausting tennis match, I threw my bags down and raced for the refrigerator. Three glasses of cold water later, I could finally take note of my surroundings. The house appeared totally empty. Helen, my wife, had taken our 18-year-old daughter Lisa away for a mother-daughter 'bonding' weekend. This gave me the perfect opportunity to catch up with some old buddies around town over the next two days.

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'Dammit, where is that place?' Those words came from my friend Andy, who was driving the car we were in. I was in the back seat, feeling a bit off since I had been out partying the night before. Sitting in the front passenger seat was Greg, completing the trio that was in the car that day. My name is John, and the three of us were on our way to a birthday party. But not just any birthday party.

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