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Another sleepless night, the dark enveloping me like a lover’s embrace. My mind wouldn’t let me sleep; Aaron Black’s cock was ripping through my pussy and brain over and over. His muscles, his face, the power in those cold, cold eyes, they all haunted me.

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"Getting old is a bitch!" The words were spoken softly and with proper venom. I had just entered the bathroom after noticing the illuminated dial on the bedroom clock. "2:18am" I didn't turn the bathroom or bedroom light on because I wanted to let my wife sleep. We had a good evening, shared dinner with friends, joked and laughed. Then those friends went home and we went to bed.

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By some miracle, I finally convinced you to come see me in my little part of the world. I live in a small town that is practically in the middle of nowhere which I affectionately refer to as God's country. The nearest big city, if you could call it that is two hours away. At any rate, I have been dreaming about you coming to see me for a while now.

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Angel and I have been going out for three months now, and I must say she lives up to her name. She's a divine presence in my life and in my bed. Not that she's pure and remote, because she's far from that. Wanton and adventurous is more like it. An earth angel, if need be. Our sex shimmers and shouts, as we're deeply in love and ever compatible in our desires.

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I can't imagine an officer, at least one like me, ending up in a situation like this. It was humiliating...and strangely erotic. There I was, tied to a beautiful woman, both of us down to our unmentionables, while she rode me like a two-bit stripper and I tried my best not to embarrass myself by losing it right in my boxers.

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My sister Stacy and I grew up in a small town. We were both home schooled up till the time we started high school. I started high school two years ahead of her. We were best friends and did everything together. Up to the time that I went off to college.

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Fading autumn sunset caught the trees as I left the bus. Waited to cross the road, thinking about the last night I'd been with him. Her husband, and my closest friend, Allan. He'd died a few days later, a heart attack in his grim bedsit, during one of their periodic separations. I strode across the park, my head in confusion. Our evening would be difficult enough for me, but I couldn't begin to imagine how hard it would be for Betty.

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In the morning, Mel and I didn't mention what had happened between us. It didn't feel awkward, but something was definitely different. We were both acting coy, almost like we were daring each other to mention something, or make a move, or whatever. It felt like foreplay.

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I won the lottery. Really big....over 300 million dollars paid out over the next 25 years. In my late twenties and now filthy rich. What to do? What to do? After I won, I did all the things that you are supposed to do: traveled, bought a nice house, not too big but certainly big enough, and pampered myself with all the gadgets and everything else to fill out my home. One of the things I pampered myself with was Sarah.

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I still remember the first time I laid eyes on Annette. She was standing on my doorstep, looking up at me, a hesitant smile forming on her full lips. She was holding a portfolio under her left arm. With her right hand she pushed a wave of auburn hair away from her eyes.

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