It was a couple of days after our ‘wrestling match’ that I stopped by Jeff’s house. I was embarrassed and a little confused about what we had done, but when I got to the house he acted like nothing had happened.
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Part 1: Parking
It’s a warm, spring, late afternoon. You’re parked in a very remote spot, overlooking the ocean, relaxing, having a beer after swimming and hanging out on the beach, and getting romantic with Rusty. You slide over on the seat next to him and start making out, getting very hot and bothered. As the sun sets, the sky lights up with fiery reds and oranges, helping to create a sense of passion. He starts running his hands up under your shirt, caressing your boobs, tweaking your nipples.
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PRELUDE
It was 3:00 PM Wednesday afternoon before Thanksgiving and the office was empty except for Cathleen and me. The office had closed at 2:00 PM and although I had agreed to join some of my colleagues for a drink after work, I had business to take care first. Cathleen, my admin assistant, was sitting on my lap riding my cock a position that she loved.
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When she crossed over I-80, Nancy snuggled her lean frame into the soft leather that was wrapped around the driver's seat and kicked off her heels. The countryside and farms blurred beside her and she day-dreamed as the car continued its course, almost on autopilot, down I-57 towards Champaign, Illinois.
She enjoyed these drives. They represented the only time during the week when she could shut down, block out the irritations of her life.
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Julia sat in her Medical Ethics class and watched Professor Richards teach. She had a hard time believing that he had raped her the week before. Did it really happen?
It just seemed so unbelievable. Everything seemed so normal at the moment. She tried to put it from her mind. There was nothing she could do and no one she could tell. He had her blackmailed completely. She would never tell anyone.
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In the late sixties, "Garage Bands" were abundant. Our community was no exception. I had great rhythm in my head but was unable to make my hands play the necessary instruments. Light shows were also a great part of the total experience. With the beat going on in my head, I was a natural in controlling all the knobs and switches that would earn me the right to be "Part of the Band".
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My friend Mary from back in college dropped by unexpectedly and this was the beginning of some very wild happenings. She and her husband Mark where traveling through our area and decided to stop by. I asked them to stay over so they could meet my husband. After a little tugging, they agreed to postpone their travel plans.
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This story is partly fictional, although the woman by the name of Lynne is real but I have not used her real name and she does indeed run a matchmaking service for lonely, horny lesbians. Although she calls it matchmaking, it is actually prostitution.
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I've heard some people say that in college you learn stuff about yourself you never even considered. In my case that's very true. When I arrived at my dorm room on my first day of college and met my new roommate; Sam, I felt I knew myself pretty well. The geeky guy with glasses who would probably never get further than second base with any girl, and desperately trying to get a spot of popularity by being clown of the class.
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Kimberly stood peeking through the curtains into her back yard, feeling deliciously naughty. Her children were away with her ex-husband for the summer, so there was really nothing standing in the way of a little fun. Outside, Chase pulled off his shirt, and she got chills from the sight of his muscular torso. Her eyes dropped to his waist, and she let out a quiet moan as she drank in the V formed by his abdominal muscles vanishing into his shorts.
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