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I see Sean four mornings a week at the gym. He runs the treadmill and I swim, but our schedules are close enough that we arrive at nearly the same time and finish our workouts a few minutes apart. I thought this a coincidence, at first. But I knew better when I got to know him, and learned to appreciate him in unimaginable ways.

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I just wanted to fuck. Uncomplicated, no strings attached. I'd been feeling the need brewing in me for several weeks but work kept me busy. Finally a break came and I was sent on a business trip to California for a week. I decided to head up the weekend before the conference I was there to attend began. I arrived late Friday afternoon and checked into my hotel.

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The day hadn't started well for Dave. To begin with he was late to his 8AM class this morning. Dave was pissed about that class anyway because he had always heard that the 8AM classes were for the freshman & sophomores. He was in the last semester of his junior year and he was once again stuck with an 8AM class on the far side of campus.

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Cindy was now sound asleep, and Sandy and Erika were at the bedroom door watching in amazement, as well as lust, as Tina gave Cindy a shattering orgasm. Then Erika said, "God, I need to get off like that, I was just about to cum when Sandy and I heard Cindy moaning like a wild animal in heat, I just had to watch you.

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"Are you ready yet? These reservations cost me and they made it clear on the phone that we lose our table if we're late!" Steph called out to me. I'm usually the one waiting on her to get ready but tonight is different. It's not often that I get dressed up in a suit and tie but this was a special occasion.

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'I have never, ever, experienced anything like it. Honestly, it was the best massage I have ever had, bar none. When I went I didn't know what to expect because Jenny wouldn't tell me. She wanted it to be a surprise, she said, and she was right there, it was a surprise all right. If I'd known in advance I probably wouldn't have gone, but I'm so glad I did. I came out feeling absolutely wonderful, and wondering what the hell had hit me at the same time.

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(Hi everyone! I have wanted to submit a story for years, but have never completed one that I was happy with. So, I decided to just to go for it by submitting this. I really want you to have an enjoyable time with it and feel free to give a first timer some critiques. So, I will stop my ramblings and let you get on with reading!)

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Mady, short for Madeline was riding high, she sat on the plane gazing out the window, here she was about to make one of the biggest deals her firm could capture, Mrs. Madeline Goddard could even get a department all to her self, the boss, she stifled a giggle. She contemplated her life, once Miss Madeline Stokes, then Mrs. Madeline Jensen, she pondered on that short failed marriage, was it her fault she lost the baby, was it her fault she couldn't have children now, was it her fault he wanted them and ended her happiness, was it?

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I was meeting close friends John and Ryan at the club. They were bringing Mark, a friend of John's from university who'd recently moved to the city. That might sound like they were trying to hook us up but I'd never needed their help. They knew I'd end the evening with him anyway, as long as he was reasonably good-looking. He was better, but much too controlled for my tastes. The green-hazel eyes were calm and probing, all at the same time, the mouth with its thin upper lip and full lower lip didn't get a lot of exercise as if he thought through every thing before he spoke, not a single blond strand out of place.

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"Heaton? Paul Heaton?" My assistant addressed the class of sixth-form boys. "Here, Miss." The teenage boy nonchalantly raised his arm. "When this class is finished Mrs. Horner wants to see you in her office. I've already informed Mr. Rotheray that you'll miss his lesson." She handed him a slip of paper and left the classroom.

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