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In a few months time I was going to be 18 years old, a fit guy with nothing much to do. I had two months to kill between leaving school and going to university. Many of my friends were spending their time backpacking around the World, but I didn't fancy doing that. I decided to try and get some work experience and build up some funds so I wouldn't spend my university years as a typical poor student.

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Pulling into the drive way Michael noticed nearly every light in the house was on, which was quite a feat, considering the amount of rooms. He braked outside the garage, staring at the house, wondering what was going on before he remembered Anna's Christmas party. He wasn't supposed to be home for it, but had flown back a day early from Berlin. It had been a disastrous romantic getaway, and one he was happy to cut short. Anna was sure to be disappointed that her dad was back to ruin the party and he briefly considered checking into a hotel for the night.

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This was the first spring day that was both warm and not raining. Just the kind of day I had been waiting for. I live on Flat Avenue which is just a block from the town Cemetery. I wanted to put flowers on four graves my mother, father, husband and my brother. The family plot is near the center of the cemetery and just off to the circle. So I can park on the road and not have to walk too far on the grass.

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When you have someone like Anne working for you, it's pretty easy going to work everyday. Not only is she a top-notch assistant but she's absolutely beautiful and best of all, I get the pleasure of fucking her whenever the opportunity presents itself. I first fucked Anne last fall when I took her on a business trip. The original plan was for it to be a one time thing because at the time I had this silly rule of what goes on out of town stays out of town. In fact that's the name of the story describing our first encounter.

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My name is Edna, Eddie for friends, the female part of a long time married couple. Let me describe my exterior. 5.10" tall, 140 lbs, rather fit but not fixated with gym. I have blond hair and azure-blue eyes. Due my height a couple of long legs prop my ample hips and a rather thick ass up. My husband says my ass is a size over my frame and this is the reason he picked me many years ago. I have an open smile too so they say I am aesthetically pleasing. Someone supposes me sexy, but I am only a natural woman well in her forties.

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Dan Taylor stepped out of his truck into the warm sunshine of another glorious southern California morning. As he took his road bicycle out of the back and prepared it for the ride--checking tire pressure and loading his equipment-- a large SUV pulled up behind him. He glanced up to see a pretty young woman get out and go around the back to get her own bike.

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My favorite teacher was my math teacher, Mrs. Gibson. She was in her late thirties, a wife and a mom, but man, was she sexy! She had long full blonde hair, a pretty face, was average in height, and had big tits. Like most of the teachers she dressed casual more than she dressed up, but whatever she wore, it was hard to hide her hot body. I wasn't much of a math student, and since I had math my last class of the day, I spent most of the period staring at Mrs. Gibson and having fantasies about her.

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I stood at the door with my colorfully wrapped gift. I had just rung the doorbell a minute before and was waiting patiently. I'm 19 years old and it was my friend Janet's 20th birthday, and she was having a birthday party that evening. Nothing huge, a few of her relatives and a few friends, but I had been looking forward to it nonetheless.

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My fiftieth birthday, the big five-O, I was so determined to treat it like any other day, "It's just a number." I said to myself speaking out loud as I stepped out of the shower, wrapped a bath towel around me, tucked it into my cleavage and walked back to my bedroom across the short landing. Reality soon disillusioned me as I removed the towel from my naked body in front of the wardrobe mirror.

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It was the first day of class and Chris was feeling very self conscious. The professor went around the room having everyone introduce themselves. At 39, Chris listened to student after student saying their name, and that they had just gotten out of high school. When it was his turn, Chris stood up, turned to the class and said, "Hi, I'm Chris, and I did not just get out of high school."

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