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It was the alcohol that made the difference. Not that Steph really needed an excuse. The way she danced with carefree abandon held her male audience spellbound. Her best friend, Mel, danced with her. Both girls were fully aware of the effect their routine was having on the five men that watching them with hungry intensity.

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When I woke up it was dark outside and the lamps inside Frank and Anna’s living room were turned on. I lay on the floor naked and alone. Yawning, I sat up. The house was quiet. I stood and searched for the bathroom. I found it and, as I flushed the toilet, I heard laughter from the kitchen. I wandered into the room. Anna was sitting at the kitchen table in a gauzy bathrobe talking into the phone. She smiled and motioned me over. When I approached, she reached up and pulled me down for a quick kiss.

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I am constantly traveling. The work I do keeps me on the road all the time. Here I was in San Antonio. I was staying at the Omni Hotel, sitting on the corner stool at the lobby bar, having a beer and watching the basketball game. It was a quiet weeknight and there were maybe 15 people in small groups around the bar or scattered amongst the little bar tables.

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The gathering at Alan's was supposed to be a pool party, but the clouds had been threatening all through the sultry August afternoon and few had taken a swim. By the time the barbecue was ready, it looked like it really would rain at any moment, so everyone crowded inside with their food. By the time I got mine there was hardly any place to sit, and I was grateful when Anne, who had already finished eating, waved me over to take her place on a low ottoman that had been pushed aside so it was near the end of the couch.

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Simon's hands automatically went to my waist, slipping low to cup my ass in his palms. I'd already pushed him past the point of no return, but he was still trying to reclaim control of the situation, feebly asserting his authority. "Amy—we can't," he said. "We said we wouldn't." Even if there had been conviction in his voice, the presence of his hands on my ass and the way his mouth opened against mine, his hot breath filling my mouth, made his true feelings clear. I felt a little guilty for pushing him, but not enough to stop.

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My life was a wreck. My marriage had failed and six months later my wounds were far from healed. It was early evening when I heard a dull wrap at the thick green door to my small tenement block apartment. I peered through the small spy hole at the slender and petite shape of Natalie, my wife's best friend, standing nervously at the other side.

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"I've been thinking a lot lately about taking chances, and how it's really just about overcoming your fears. Because the truth is, every time you take a big risk in your life, no matter how it ends up, you're always glad you took it." I began to tune out from the TV, mulling over what JD from Scrubs was reflecting on. Despite being a comedy show, it had some decent inspirational quotes when it wanted to.

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I had driven several hours through the hot Nevada desert, frequently consulting the map from a friend. About an hour before getting to Creampie Ranch, I called ahead. Admittance there is by invitation from a current member, and I had my signed letter from my friend. My heart pounded as I rang the bell at the gate. A moment later it unlocked with a loud click and I walked to the main building.

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I walked around him, inspecting his form as my cock grew harder by the second, his beauty and submission almost too much for me to handle. His head was bowed so I couldn't see his face but I heard his breathing accelerate as I ghosted my fingers down his bare back. Nude, he kneeled before me, his hands laced behind his head and his ass resting on his heels, completely vulnerable and at my mercy.

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It was unquestionably the weirdest phone call I've ever gotten. I was in the middle of a workout at the gym when my iPhone lit up and the name on the screen said "Kerri" - as in my ex-girlfriend Kerri whom I had not spoken to in three years. Usually, I wait until after a workout to return calls, but this time I was curious, so I picked up. "Uh, hello?" I said, cautiously.

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