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For a moment, I was stunned. I was no stranger to extra-marital affairs, but this was the most direct approach I had ever had. I had taken a walk with my dog along the creek path and met Sandra walking her dog. We stood chatting for a few minutes then, without preamble, and looking directly at me, she asked, " Malcolm, would you have a sexual intercourse with me?"

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Raven had the day to herself. This was first day in a long time that she had total control over what she would and could do. Her loving husband knew the stress signs, and could tell Raven was at the breaking point. Steve and Raven had been married for 10 years and had 3 beautiful children. Two sons 8 and 6, and one daughter 3. Raven was content with her life most of the time, but there were times staying at home and being the perfect wife and mother became too confining.

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I'm a finish carpenter. No, I'm no guy who wants to "Express his creativity in Wood" or anything like that. Just a guy who didn't quite fit in anywhere else. Not college material and, honestly, fell into my trade by accident. But it's a good living and if I had no talent for it I would have stumbled out of the business a long time ago like a few guys I've met along the way. I like meeting people and doing a nice job in their home and...and getting paid!

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Teresa took one last look before closing the trunk of her car. She had been looking forward to this little get-away for some time and didn't want anything to go awry. If she forgot something now it would be a long hike out of the Rockies before she could get it. Being sure that she hadn't missed anything, she closed the trunk, checked the ties on the canoe and locked the front door. Each year since collage the three friends had gotten together for this hiking and camping trip into the high country east of San Francesco.

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As I stated in my earlier story, I had lived a relatively average, suburban, heterosexual lifestyle. My detailed fantasy life, however, had significant homosexual activity. Fantasy and reality had remained separated, until the fateful day when I entered a gloryhole in a Manhattan video store and gotten a blowjob. While I felt ashamed / confused about having received oral from another man, the blow job itself was quite exceptional. 

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When I'm evaluating a sub, I always look at the eyes first. The eyes tell whole stories about their owner. You can practically touch the anticipation and apprehension flooding out of a first-time sub's gaze. The more experienced ones tend to glance around eagerly, with only a little bit of anxiety or an obviously fake fearfulness. Kaitlin's big, brown eyes instantly drew me with their poise and eagerness, promising an intense experience. She met and exceeded that expectation.

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I love the way my breasts look. They are large and full looking with big sticky-out nipples. What's more they are full of milk - too much milk! I gave birth to a baby about six months ago and, since then, my body has become virtually everything I ever wished for. I've worked hard on getting my tummy flat, and have succeeded fairly well, and then there are my tits. I think they are simply amazing.

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It was a warm Fall morning and we had slept in late during a rare day off together. We had absolutely nothing planned so we lounged in bed talking and enjoying being snuggled up close to each other. "I miss being naked on the beach like we were during our trip to the resort," Sandra, my wife, said referring to the incredible week that we spent at the Mexican, adults-only, clothing-optional resort.

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It had been a bad day all around. I was late to work, didn't make it to lunch and hit all sorts of traffic on the way home. The only thing that kept me from driving off a bridge, was knowing that it was Friday night and I could just go home, draw a warm bath, drink a glass of wine, and crawl into bed uninterrupted.

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Sandra was laying on a chaise near the pool. She seemed to be dozing, following the barbecue. Her legs were splayed apart, her feet flat on the concrete. Her arms hung loosely on either side. Her breathing seemed soft and even. Dad and Beckie had gone into the house to clean up the kitchen. I rose off my chaise, walked over to Sandra and knelt to one side of her. She had a very contented look on her face.

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