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Rita is a high powered executive with a large company. Through her work she has great responsibility. Recently she realised how stimulating and relaxing it could be if she was controlled. If she was made to do things, she no longer had the burden of responsibility. However giving up control could make her vulnerable. She may have to do things she didn't want to. That, though, was strangely exciting. The first experience for this 45 year old woman, of the thrilling excitement of handing over control had been at a family dinner party.

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As I drive to your house I think about our lives. Both new members of the single parent club, it is hard for us to find time to be alone together but we always do. You don't live that far away, but when my pussy is wet and throbbing as I think of you it seems like I will never get there. Finally, I turn off the main road and am that much closer to you. The road turns to dirt and through the field and trees I see the back of your property where you took me to look at shooting stars.

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What a lucky kid. I thought as my son bustled through the door of our entryway. He was laden with bags of luggage, grumbling about how he had married an overpacker. His wife followed him carrying two suitcases, her blonde hair falling in her face. The pair bustled up the stairs into the spare bedroom. I walked out to their Lexus and saw they had gotten most of the bags in. There were just two left. A brown suitcase in one hand and a black gym bag over one arm and I was in.

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Sally Enfemera strolled into the girls locker room, her last stop before leaving high school for good. Sunday was graduation day and she suddenly realized she'd forgotten to empty her gym locker of her shorts, sneakers and Screamin' Eagles T shirt. Sally reflected on the last season in which she and her squad cheered the boys on to a victorious season, especially the gorgeous blond quarterback Brent -what a hunk.

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The absolute worst thing about being a student, living in a crappy, run down apartment, has to be having no access to laundry facilities. On Saturday mornings, when most of Eric's friends were recovering from the night before, or maybe getting some homework done, Eric would be at the laundromat trying to beat the noon rush of other students who lived nearby.

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Mike parked in the driveway and walked up the front stairs and through the door. As he opened it, he found the house in silence, as it usually was. Where Debbie, his girlfriend was, was anyone's guess; he supposed that Jennie, Debbie's eighteen year old daughter, was out with friends. He smiled absently, thinking to himself that everything was just as it should be.

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I guess I should be ashamed of myself, but I'm not, really. A little guilty maybe, but not ashamed. I took advantage of a situation that I probably shouldn't have, but you know, I think it's going to work out for everybody concerned. I'm a mid-level manager for a medium size company, and I have about twenty or so employees. Our department has three accountants, one a senior accountant in charge of the other two.

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Jessica had a stressful day at work, and was glad to finally be walking through her apartment door. All she wanted to do was take a bath, and relax. As she soaked in the tub, letting the warm water drain all her stress, she began thinking about the movie she picked up on the way home. She had went into the video store looking for some kind of love story. Frustrated from not finding anything that looked good, she noticed a room in the back of the store. Above the door read a sign "ADULTS ONLY."

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I am an old muscle car buff. Not long ago I bought a dead 1967 GTO, I pushed it into the garage and started working on it. As in most neighborhoods I didn't really know my neighbor Tim or his wife. But right after I put the car in the garage Tim came over and asked if I needed some help. I figured what the hell, I could always use help. So I told him I would be glad if he could help. He started coming over on a regular basis. He was a great mechanic, so I wasn't upset with his help. He told me his wife was out of town on business at least one weekend a month and he got bored.

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The theatre was dark with a single spotlight centered on the two figures on the stage. It was the final act, and Jayne realized with a start, that she had missed most of the dialogue that had passed between the actors. Instead, her focus had been on the slow rhythmic sound of Steve’s steady breathing and the warmth emanating from his closeness. The faint masculine scent of his body teased her and flooded her senses with intoxicating arousal.

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