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Do you ever get those moments when something so totally unexpected happens and turns your perceptions and beliefs about yourself completely on their head? I had a night that did that to me, last weekend, and I really need to talk about it, to get things straight. I do hope you'll listen. Firstly, a bit of background. Sally Ann and I have been married for almost ten years now. She's lovely.

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It is a beautiful sunny Saturday as I sit here in the park under a big willow tree. The book in my lap doesn't hold my interest, and my eyes wander everywhere but the page I am reading. Many families come to this park, and laughter and shouts can be heard from the children on the playground. There are men playing football about a hundred feet from me.

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Her time aboard the international space station done, Jane had returned to the blue pearl she loved and despised so much. Three months of research and testing in microgravity, endless challenges, nausea, "fake" exercise, the smells, the terrible food. The novelty of being in space had worn off in a few weeks, and the last month had been pure drudgery. Of course, part of that could have been her resistance to come home to a divorce.

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"Can I help you?" the woman at the front desk of the hotel asked. "I have a reservation. Tonya Benton." The woman's smile faded a little as she clicked away on the computer. After a few seconds, she said, "I'm terribly sorry, but we don't have any rooms available." Tonya gave a shake of her head, tossing her red curls, in disbelief of what she'd just heard. "What? I have a reservation. I made it a month ago."

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The predicted storm for the weekend came in earlier than expected. As Beth ran toward her apartment she got caught in the heavy torrent of freezing rain. She was relieved to have the week behind her and anticipated a boring weekend alone and mostly stuck at home with all the bad weather that was coming her way. The forecast was for continued stormy weather over the weekend.

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Sometimes life really sucks! Fifty-four years old, married thirty years, and then zap! It’s all over. My wife, now ex-wife, decides that she wants someone younger, fifteen fucking years younger. As I mentioned I’m fifty-four; bald; salt and pepper beard (as well as my chest and around my dick); six-foot and about one sixty-five in weight.

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My name is Lisa. Stupid way to start out a story, isn't it? Oh well, this is hard for me. So bear with me. I come from a typical family, I have a typical job, I have had typical boyfriends, and whatever other uses of the word typical there are, they apply to me. Your average girl.

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One night Jasmine, my wife now, and I were at home she had just gotten out of the shower when the phone rang. It was a friend of ours Paul. He asked us to come over to his place for to see what he’d found. It seemed he had cleaned up a house for a local realtor and had come across as he put it tons of clothes he thought might be fit Jasmine. Since we weren’t really doing anything but sitting around anyway.

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Her passing had been very sudden. We had been sat together watching nothing in particular on the TV and she had slipped into a sleep that I realised, eventually, was death. The family had been caring, the funeral sensitive and then followed the lowliness -- that awful sense that something was missing in my life. Our children had all left home, but living close, they had kept in touch, not oppressively, but supportively.

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I knocked on Kris's door and heard her soft "Come in, Jan." I opened the door and went in. She lay on the couch holding her young daughter on her chest. The baby was nursing, her small head bobbing softly, her little cheeks hollowing as she sucked. My clit actually twitched at the sight. I could see only a small portion of Kris's soft, blue-veined breast, but the thought of her nipple being sucked really made my pussy tingle.

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