I have been thinking a lot recently about relationships and aging. Two obvious reasons come to my mind. My wife and I just got back from a reunion and I had to bump up the age in my Literotica profile. I'm not complaining. All things considered, my wife and I have had a pretty good life. Judging from the events of the last reunion, that's not about to change any time soon.
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It was a brisk Saturday afternoon in Newport, Rhode Island. The wind blew slightly as the strong sun beamed down on the many shoppers frequenting the stores in this quaint New England town. Being August, tourists were everywhere to be seen. While most were there just for the weekend, some had owned or rented summer homes.
In a slightly more secluded area, away from much of the hustle and bustle of the streets, two women sat at a patio table outside a small Italian café.
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Kelly Carlson was a beautiful and vivacious 24-year-old first grade teacher. She was 5' 7" tall with shoulder length blonde hair and sparking green eyes. She had a lovely smile, an infectious laugh and was well liked by students, colleagues and parents alike. While she was slim and shapely, she was endowed with rather large breasts that were firm and sat high on her chest.
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I met Erica through my roommate. She was a freshmen who was a free spirit, into experiencing the new things in college. She was a fun girl to be around, as well as quite attractive, so when I didn’t have a date to my fraternity’s formal, which was held in Savannah, Georgia that year., I invited her to come along. We went down for the weekend and stayed at a hotel near the beach.
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Serena agrees to be photographed in her high heels
After Serena's visit to The Fetish Shoe Shop, Mrs Wyles was in touch with her again. This time she wanted to know whether she would be willing to be photographed wearing her fetish shoes for publicity for the shop. Mrs Wyles pointed out that of course her face would not be shown in the photos. Serena agreed and Mrs Wyles told her that Roger, her photographer would soon be in touch with her.
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Chad, breathing easily and looking mighty fine for a man of thirty-seven, ended his run at his usual bench beside a tool house in the remote Myrtle Beach park tucked into a golf course almost within sight of the ocean enough for most not to realize it was a separate public park. As usual, he ran in just athletic shorts and running shoes.
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The melancholy old songs were playing on the stereo. It had been 2 years ago, this day, that Andreas had been taken from me. Listening to the old 70s love ballads – The Carpenters, Barry Manilow, Barbra Streisand... All of those torch songs about lost love and trying to find my man or to try to replace the one that got away...
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"Do you think Boyd is going to go for this?" Asked Lana as she and Sky approached the door of no 28.
"What do you reckon? I know he's had the hots for you since you showed up here and pouted those lips at him."
"Extra hotty...!" she mimicked. Lana blushed and looked away somewhat sheepishly.
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His arms went around her as she walked out of the bathroom fresh from the shower, and she squealed and thrashed, kicking her feet as he effortlessly stripped the towel from her body while holding her off of her feet at the same time.
"Connor! Put me down!"
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"Fuck is that the time, I have to go" he said pushing back the sheet and climbing quickly out of the hotel bed.
"Why, what's the hurry?" I asked sitting up my full tits flopping around all over the place.
"Oh bugger," he said as he caught his fingernails on the bathroom door. "I er, um, promised my son I would pop in this evening."
"What for, it'll be very late?"
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