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PRELUDE Shelia Jones always left the house to go to work by 8:00 AM. This particular Thursday morning she did not feel well so she called in and left a message at the office that she would not be in that day. Then she went back to sleep and didn't wake up until almost noon. She eased out of bed and took care of her personal needs in the bathroom.

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After having to wear a shell in public, then having an orgasm in the presence of my friends and watching my friends have an orgasm virtually naked, I didn’t think that any of the challenges could get any worse. I was wrong. A few weeks later, I was talking to my friend on the Internet and I was telling him about how my friends Terra, Cindy and I had been talking in bed one night and we were discussing our fantasies. I mentioned that Terra’s fantasy was to sleep with another woman to see what it was like.

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The man standing in the doorway gazed across the room to the woman lounging comfortably before him on the bed. Dressed in an ankle-length skirt and long-sleeved blouse, the woman tilted her head to the side and gave him a seductive smile. "I didn't think you would come, Darien," she commented with a smirk. "After all, it has been quite some time since you've seen me." The woman shifted on the bed, adjusting the skirt slightly to reveal more of her leg.

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For those who follow my stories know that I was not involved in sexual play until after I became a widow at the sweet age of fifty-six. I am now sixty-seven and during the intervening eleven years I have made up for lost time so to speak.

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It was a rainy Friday evening and I was in the process of setting up my furniture in my new apartment. I had gone out for half an hour to get a quick dinner. Imagine my surprise when I returned and found a lovely girl sitting on the edge of my unmade bed, her arms tied behind her and her legs bound together at the ankles and knees.

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My wife had just pulled my pants off my legs when the phone rang. She was standing over me as I sat on the couch, wearing the transparent blue nightie she knew I loved. "Shit!" I said. "Don't answer it," she said. "I have to, Terri. There's a lot of last minute stuff going on before the conference tomorrow. It might be important."

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I hurried out of the building, my cock hard and dripping copious amounts of precum, staining the front of my slacks. I awkwardly attempted to cover myself with my briefcase as my mind raced. "Did that really just happen? Did one of the most powerful industrial giants just use me as his cumslut?" I hailed a taxi and offered a generous tip to get me to my hotel as quickly as possibly. Ten minutes later and $30 poorer, I was safely enclosed in my suite at the Hyatt.

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Karla moved the little house a few inches, "How's that, dad?" Ben was having a hard time concentrating on his model railroad. Karla's shirt was billowing out and he was getting a good look at her breasts. "Try it a little to your left." Karla could feel her dad's eyes looking up her shirt as she bent over. She was trying to help him place his latest building on his train layout.

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I suppose it was just that I hadn't been around much, sexually that is, until a couple of years ago. It wasn't until I started posing for amateur photography clubs doing 'glamour' stuff, then nude and then, inevitably, more raunchy stuff that I started to notice it.

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The summer after my sophomore year of college began as a boring one. I was taking summer school classes to fulfill a few perspectives so that I could concentrate on my major courses during my last two years of school. I had a work-study job during my time in summer school so the rent wasn't a problem at the time, but once summer school was over it was different story. I had no classes to go to, no job, no friends to hang out with (everyone I knew went home and my roommates were both still in summer school and had jobs), and nothing to do that would fill that empty void—that is until one fateful day in early July.

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