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I received my invitation from you in the post. I knew it was from you as I recognised your handwriting. It merely gave an address, a date and a dress code. It gave me a few days to prepare. After much anticipation the night finally arrived. I put on what the instructions told me: high heels, black stockings, a tight black skirt with a white blouse and black bra with a long overcoat on top.

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"Hey there Mrs. Kripke how are you, noticing she looked unusually more attractive then ever before. "I am fine Mr. Stephen," referring to the idea he seamed much more mature each time she saw him. "My, my Stephen haven't we grown, and matured even over the last several months. And how is college going too dear?" "Well as good as you said it would. I can't believe how much goes on, and all the time. It's crazy and I've met so many people too."

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Within a few weeks of Ashton's incident with the football players, she and I had settled into an uneasy relationship. Most of the unease was caused by the fact that we chose to keep our rapidly growing affection a secret. Ashton and I were both very reluctant to inform her brother of our relationship despite the fact that it was very difficult to hide all the time we spent together.

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"I was sure you were going to get the manager's job at the bank's new branch over on Castle, Don. Maybe it's because you can't be spared from this branch." "No, Ted, I don't think I'll ever be given a manager's job." "I don't understand." "Let's take our coffees over to the corner table there and I'll see if I can explain it." We'd planned on just picking up coffees to go and to walk back to the bank and have our break in the staff break room. But I wasn't really in the mood to be back there. The announcement of the staffing of the new Castle branch had come an hour ago.

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It was a beautiful night. I was standing on my hotel balcony looking out over the beach. I could hear the music coming from a lounge across the street. It had a nice beat as it drifted across the sounds of the waves. It has been a beautiful day. Bob and I were vacationing in Key West. Bob and I "date". Well. Not really. I don't think Bob dates anyone. We met at a conference a few years ago. He was one of the keynote speakers. He is the type of person who holds a room and an individual with everything he says. Add that to 6'2" 195 and piercing grey eyes, he is hard to resist. Whenever Bob is in town he calls me.

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"Look at yourself," Randi quietly ordered in my ear. She stood behind me. Her hands caressed from the tops of my shoulders, down the lengths of my arms, and up again. Then her fingertips flowed lightly down my back. Chills covered my body at her touch and at my excitement. I felt my cock twitch as I looked.

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Michael flew into the small northern town for a two-day conference. A hotel, a travel budget, and a new place to explore, even a small town, was enough distraction to ensure he wouldn't be bored even if Laura hadn't decided to take charge of his evening hours. Laura met him at the conference on the first day. She was attending as a representative of a local company.

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It's Friday morning - "Casual Friday" at the office. I'm walking along with a friend when I see her coming toward me in the hall. As usual, I'm curious to see how she will react to me, and as we approach one another, I can tell this will include the usual awkwardness. I'm slightly behind Gina, my friend, who speaks first, a pleasant, "Hi, Deborah!" that draws a smile and a "Hi" in return. But then she notices me, and the reaction is clear.

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Jane waited at the airport security, her heart beating rapidly. Julie's plane had just pulled into the gate and the passengers were already filing past. Sudden, Jane saw the familiar face of her friend from home. As soon as she could, Jane ran to Julie, giving her a warm hug and a gentle kiss, wrapping her tall friend's arm in hers. "Oh Julie, I'm so glad you came. I've missed you so much!" Jane said, still hugging on Julie's arm.

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I've always wondered why older guys gravitate toward younger women, whenever they have the chance. Until I met Holly, I didn't realize that I, and the women that I've been with for the past 25 years, have changed, a lot. When you're 18, and you're dating other 18 year olds, you never really realize that bodies change as they age. Heck, the woman that you date and eventually marry, then spend the next few decades with is aging at the same pace that you are. The changes are subtle, but they occur.

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