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It's freaking hot! Summers in Central California have days on end of record or near record heat and today was pushing 113 degrees in the shade. I'd left work a few minutes early because I couldn't take the heat any longer. I drove home dreaming of that cold beer chilling in the fridge and the few moments I was going have to drink it before my wife Kay made her way home.

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"First the tide rushes in, plants a kiss on the shore . . ." Matt often started a set with something quiet and slow, like "Ebb Tide," when there was a convention or two in the hotel, like there was today—electricians and bankers. What a combination. Something quiet tended to settle and quiet them down to the point that he could stand it.

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Gemma and I have been going out for over a year, and are very comfortable in each other’s company. We have great sex and are very compatible, except for one thing. I have developed something of an obsession with anal sex; something, that until recently, was a definite no-no. I managed to get my wicked way on my birthday, and that is what I’m going to tell you about here.

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She paced the length of the living room restlessly...the sharp points of her high heels clicking against the wood floor. Her eyes flicked to the clock, realizing that it was almost time. He had said the car would arrive for her at eight and it was nearly that now. He had promised her an evening she would never forget. She took a deep breath and checked her appearance one final time in the mirror.

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"Good thing we left early. We need gas," Angela told her husband, Kurt. He grunted, not happy with the announcement, but taking it in stride. He was nervous. His kid brother was going to propose to his girlfriend tonight, and he'd invited the whole gang out to witness it. So, they were on their way to a posh drinking spot - formal ware required. So, Angela was in a beautiful blue silk evening gown, and Kurt was in a fancy black tie affair he'd had to rent.

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The moment he put the phone down I felt a surge of joy rise inside of me. Okay, that's strictly not true; it had been there all day, like a troupe of ballet dancers in steel-toed boots had taken up residence in my gut. I was behaving, I knew, like some dorky teenager about to embark on a first date. The fact was, I wasn't and neither was he.

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Seven O’ Clock. I was now quite nervous, Samantha would be here any minute now. I hadn’t seen her since last Thursday evening- that Thursday evening, and now I wondered just how things were going to go tonight. She had seemed OK on the phone, but no mention was made of last Thursday, and I must admit I was starting to feel a little foolish.

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"Don't worry, honey," Corliss said as she got into her short dress, "In another week you'll know what it feels like to NEED to cum. Maybe then you'll commit to eating my pussy when it has sperm in it." Matt knew that begging his sexy, dominant wife to remove the cock cage would not accomplish anything but leave him more humiliated. He looked longingly at her bare legs and short dress, and wondered why she was dressing so sexy for work.

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My name is Matt I am 35-year-old married guy almost 6 feet and weigh 195 pounds. I am pretty solidly built. Been married 10 years to a wonderful woman and have 2 kids. I have a few friends I hang out with and we had been planning a weekend in the mountains without the wives.

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The morning was like every other. I got up, got ready for work, got the kids off to daycare, and went back home to get logged into work. My day wasn't looking too busy. I only had a couple of assignments to take care of. I started checking my business emails and was about the pack up and leave. Just as I was about ready to go, I heard my wife coming down the stairs. She usually wasn't up that early, so I was happy to have a chance to tell her good-bye and wish her well for the day.

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