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More than a year on from his wife's premature death, Julian found himself increasingly thinking about sex. Adventurous though they had once been, during the later stages of their marriage, and especially during the last months of Joyce's illness, sexual activity had dwindled virtually to nothing. Julian had learned to go without, to put the idea out of his mind. But now, given his freedom, the old urges were resurfacing ever more frequently.

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As I laid naked on the soft King sized bed, a trickle of sweat ran down my back and raced for the crack of my ass. Everything felt hot. The sheets were hot, the pillow was hot, and more importantly, I was hot. ‘It’s a dry heat,’ is all I heard from the locals, but at nearly midnight in Las Vegas and the needle still hovering around 90, I didn’t care what the locals said. I was hot.

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Only rarely did Mistress and I venture into the world as a normal, vanilla couple. We were much happier playing in our usual environment, where we could be as wild as we wanted without anyone else around. Her dominance, and my submission, were a release from the everyday. But tonight, Mistress had needed an escort for an inner city work function, and I had been commanded to attend.

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Heather walked into the quiet little coffee shop that day to meet her best friend Shannon, noticing immediately that she had claimed a booth in the back. "Heather! I'm so glad you could come and meet me on such short notice! Please come and sit down." "No offense, Shannon, but this had better be as important as you said it was. I had to reschedule some very important meetings to come here today and my boss is oh, so pissed."

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It was a crisp, late November evening in Eastern Canada and we had just driven for an hour through back roads to our remote hunting site. My father-in-law, Edward, parked the truck in a tightly overgrown drive way of sorts, under cover of some trees. The rest of the way to the little cabin had to be by foot, and not just because the driveway was impassible, but because, "Deer don't like the smell of a warm, old pickup," at least that's what Edward would say. Ed was short and stocky and "rough and tough" - a label he'd give himself with a twinkle in his eye.

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Fantasies. We all have them one time or another. I know I did. But I learned sometimes it's best to keep fantasies in your imagination rather than actually making them come true. After you read this, you'll understand why. My name is Eva, and I'm 26 years old. My story goes back to last year. I was living with Chris, my long time boyfriend of three years. He and I were in love.

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"Jimmy, I'm home," came the expected but dreaded call. Jimmy laid waiting, as he had been for most of the afternoon, the knots tightened far past what his numbed fingers could untangle. "Hey, where are you? Get out here and help me with these damn groceries will you." Heather's voice shattered the silence.

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"That's her. Check it out. Wow," whispered Billy Sherman's buddy. They were at the town bar that they had been going to since before they were legally allowed to drink. And there, at the end of the long bar, not far from the door, sat Sue Lockhart, the middle school gym teacher.

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Movie night at home will never be the same Je..re..my Je..re..my Such a sweet sound. "Je..remy," Mom whispered into my ear. "Mmm," I sighed, turning toward her. "Je..remy," she whispered teasingly, nibbling on my ear.

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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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