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"Then go fuck yourself!" I yelled as I stormed out of the apartment and slammed the door. I was fuming. How dare Matt accuse me of "dragging him away on holiday"? I'd done no such thing. Our holiday in France was supposed to be fun for both of us. Huh! Not likely! Matt had done nothing but complain; he didn't like the food, the beer was too expensive, he couldn't get a Wi-Fi connection. Whinge, whinge, whinge!

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To set the scene, we were staying in one of two villas that were situated on a hill among olive groves and exotic wild flowers with a beautiful vista overlooking the sea; we shared a swimming pool with the villa next door and a private beach could be found down a few rickety steps.

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"What a nice place you have," you say to me, as you step into my home. You smile teasingly, "I didn't think a man could ever be this neat." "Thank you," I say with a sardonic grin, "I find it's easier to be neat. Do you mind leaving your shoes here? May I take your jacket and would you like something to drink?" "Fresh! I've just walked in and already you're taking my clothes off," you say, looking down coyly, then you smile to let me know you're joking. "I am thirsty, a glass of water would be nice." You step out of your pumps, then slip off the short sleeved bolero vest, and hand it to me.

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"Hi. What are you doing here?" I heard the familiar voice as I felt the tap on my shoulder. It was the girl who serves coffee to me every day at the local Starbucks. I instinctively stood as I turned to face her. "Hello. Well, I came to the restaurant for dinner, and since my table won't be ready for a while, I thought I'd come in to the lounge to have a drink and relax. How about you?" She laughed lightly. "Well, my date was supposed to meet me here over fifteen minutes ago."

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It has been for some time now that both me and my girlfriend, Rosa have given each other little hand-made love coupons. Imagine my surprise when Rosa gave me one about 3-4 months ago that said, "Good For One Lovemaking Session In A Whirlpool!" Well, I've ALWAYS enjoyed a good heated whirlpool and eagerly awaited the weekend.

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I sat on the couch and impatiently exhaled on a low-tar cigarette. Glancing at my watch, I noticed she was late. I took a slug of wine and looked over at Dave. He stood at the counter with his back to me, mixing a scotch and water with ice. For a moment I thought he sensed my anxiety as then he turned around and met my gaze with smiling eyes.

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We both were wearing our fatigues and bundled up against the fall night air at the edge of the woods behind the mess hall. So far there was no reason to adjust our warm clothing beyond my fly being unbuttoned. My cock was out as I leaned back against a tree trunk, but it was being kept warm by Corporal Hart's mouth enveloping it.

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Shortly after I turned thirty-nine my mother died suddenly of a coronary thrombosis. Dad had died seven years earlier. So since my brother Kenny, a journalist and my only sibling, was living in London at the time, and my daughter was in her second year of college, I was left alone with the task of going through my mother's things and deciding what should be kept and what should be thrown away.

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Jill and I were always very open to one another about what turned us on, but there was one thing that I hid from her. I had let one of my previous girlfriends to use a vibrator on me while giving me a blowjob. I guess I was just still unsure if this was ok or if it was something I should keep to myself. I knew one thing, and that was that I did enjoy it.

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There is a lake bordering the Southwest side of my property, it's fairly large, and I have several hundred feet of shoreline, mostly trees and brush, with a few open areas. The rest of the lake is surrounded by National Forest, with the county road running along the western tip. Every so often campers will wander onto my land, so I make a habit of checking over that way weekly during the summer months.

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