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I tore off one of the phone number slips from the bulletin board post and figured I would at least give it a try. Just the kind of job I was looking for, high pay (for a college kid at least), and didn't sound like a lot of work. I had never been an artist's model, or even really knew what that entailed. I was an engineering student.

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Not a soul in the long hallways of the University on a Saturday afternoon. I was trying to figure out where this office area had been. I opened doors on the sides, and found one leading to a cluster of offices which could have been the right place. I was probably going further than I should have, when I heard a voice behind me.

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Cal Benton turned his Honda CL350 off Interstate 70 at the exit that said "Sawtooth Mountain, 10 miles," and stopped the bike on the overpass looking back toward Denver. Only 50 miles to the west, he was already well into the front range of the majestic Rocky Mountains. He sat silently staring back toward the plains, reveling in the snow-capped peaks and vast valleys that spread behind him.

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Francine too a small sip of her Long Island Iced Tea and glanced around the hotel's small bar. An older couple sat at one of the tables, talking quietly and laughing together. Two men, both in their mid-forties sat at another table talking about football over a pitcher of beer. Another table was occupied by an older woman and a younger man, heads together, whispering into each other's ears. The bartender, a man in his late fifties or very early sixties was hanging glasses in the rack over the bar. Francine was the only other patron.

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My story is one that started out as a fantasy and wound up being a reality. I am a middle-aged man living in a south suburb of Chicago, actually in Indiana. My fantasy turned reality centers around a beautiful mature schoolteacher in the early fifties age bracket. She happens to be a wonderful woman who knows exactly what she wants.

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A long long time ago in a land not so far away there lived a middle aged married man 52 years old at the time to be exact. He was a very lonely man not lonely because he was without people around him but alone because of a long time lack of affection of the female persuasion. He had been married for over 30 years to an attractive woman who at one time had been loving and affectionate in her own way and they had lived a relatively normal life, until one day she had to have an operation.

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Chapter 1: My name is Ed Aronhalt. I'm fifty-eight years old and lost my wife three years ago to cancer. Mary was a very overweight woman and always called herself fat; I always preferred the term chubby even though she weighed well over two hundred pounds. We had a great life together with two wonderful caring daughters who are now married with families of their own.

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I was watching a movie the other day, with academy award level acting by the way, where a housewife fucks the plumber when he came by to "fix" the pipes. It reminded me of a role playing situation, I found myself in quite unexpectedly one night. It involves me, a certain man of whom I had a very active sex life with (two guesses for my fans), and

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I was going on a fishing trip into Old Mexico - a trip I'd dreamt of and planned for years, because at first I couldn't afford it and then because I could never find the time. The last thing I needed was a handful of trouble in the form of my neighbor, Cassie's, daughter. When Jessie was a lot younger, I was sort of her adopted Dad, because her real one just left in the middle of the night - a school teacher that ran away with one of his students.

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"No! For the last time, will you shut-up about this?" Rachel was scowling at her boyfriend who was laying in bed beside her. Dan still retained a mildly smug expression after their sex which had finished some minutes ago, although the truth was she had faked her orgasm. She wasn't proud of that but Dan always liked to make a big deal about making her climax and it was far easier to let him feel this way. Like many women she didn't often orgasm through penetration.

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