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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 had recently moved to Denver with my husband after he got a job as a systems manager at the new Denver airport. Matt and I had been married for just over three years and, frankly, I must say that our marriage had lost much of the luster it had at its start. Matt always was, and still is, a very decent guy and he's a good provider. Though I do my share by teaching modern dance and ballet classes at a dance academy. I had hoped to become a professional dancer myself, but that didn't work out.

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I have always felt fortunate that as a man with a smoking fetish, my desires can be realized in public. I am always on the lookout for beautiful smoking women and for as long as I can remember I have been drawn to this erotic image. It often fills my fantasies and I am thankful that I have had the good fortune of exploring this powerful fetish with past girlfriends.

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I think the song goes "Deadlines and Commitments. What to leave in, what to leave out...." I live that line. As soon as I meet one commitment another deadline comes along. It cost me my marriage because I eat, sleep and breathe work. My life was really boring. That changed one night.

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Ok, so, where to start? I chatted with Jessica online. Told her straight up I was just there to chat, but we really hit it off. We had a lot of the same fantasies and sexual desires. Exchanged pictures and liked what we saw. Still, I was amazed I agreed to meet her for lunch. I'm just breaking my own rules left and right lately!

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Traci was mad as hell when she opened her email. Nude pictures of her, in sexy provocative poses! Here was one of her in just panties and a bra, sprawled out invitingly on a bed. Another one showed her holding her large breasts up for view with a silly smile, and so on, including some close-ups of her tight pussy slit! They were attached to an email from her former boyfriend, telling her that if she didn't come see him soon at his apartment, he would post the pictures all over the internet, and give them to all his friends!

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That first time... God! She hadn't stood a chance. The wine, the kisses. Her blood had been boiling by the time he had started getting down to serious business. Her last coherent thoughts about resisting his insistent advances had been as he had slowly unbuttoned her blouse. The pause that had created had given her time to reconsider, to tell him 'no' or 'not yet'.

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"Sweet Cheeks was a name well chosen, I see." "Yes, Mistress, you know this boy well." His voice held that wry tone, that suggested his smart ass nature, a quality that could border on bratty, but nearly always was humerous. The long shadow of the woman in the business suit, fell over the barely clad sunbathing vision, who lay upon his belly, his tanned arms and legs making a subtle X upon the resort's chaise.

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To say I had difficulty falling asleep would be quite the understatement. First off, I was lying in a puddle of pussy juice from rubbing my overworked clit all night. Second, I had all these images in my mind that just would not go away. I actually had licked my Aunt Karen's huge nipples while she was asleep! And filmed it! I had taken pictures and video of my Uncle Todd's fat cock without him even knowing! And all this debauchery was swirling in my brain...

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I had known Emily since she was a baby. I watched her grow from a young child to an exuberant teen and finally to a very sexy young adult. Yes she was half my age, and to be honest, when she was an 18-year-old gymnast, there were times that I had less than wholesome thoughts about her, but as every father thinking things like that about their kid's friends, I kept them well to myself. I suspect that as she grew into her early twenties, those full body hugs she gave me, the ones where she couldn't seem help but press her hips tight to mine, were an indication that she had picked up on those hidden desires.

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