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From the moment he woke that morning Jeff had sex on the mind, and one particular kind of sex at that. His big hard dick rose up out of his loins and tented the sheet. 'You can put that thing away.' his wife Helen told him. 'It's time to get up.' 'I didn't want any off you anyway.' he snapped. 'Good, because you're not getting any.' she shot back.

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My wife Grace and I have been swinging for about a year now. We have had several experiences with a male friend of mine. Some of you may have read about those adventures already. We have also had one experience with another couple. We are constantly on the look out for other couples or singles like ourselves. We are both bi-sexual and very open minded when it comes to sex. As long as no real hardcore pain or fecal matter is involved, we are pretty much good to go.

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Arranging a special treat for my husband's birthday was surprisingly easy. I'd always known he fancied my best friend, Lisa. What surprised me was how easily Lisa agreed to it. It shouldn't have. My husband, Keith, is extremely fanciable and Lisa had been single for almost a year and, in her own words, was "constantly gagging for a good shag".

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"Happy Birthday, Arthur!" Sandy exclaimed as she opened her door to her paramour. He smiled and hugged her, their lips fused open together, their hands gripping and sliding over the other's back and buttocks. "So, what did you get me?" he asked as they paused for breath. "Not what, but who," Sandy corrected. "Say again?"

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As soon as Bimbette walked out of the night and through the front door, she knew she had found the place she was looking for. It was a small, dark, run-down taproom, in a questionable part of town, population: nine, including the bartender - all male, mostly black with a few white guys.

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Doug shook hands firmly with Chow Min, sealing the deal. He'd learned a long time ago to be firm in everything in life and had since earned the reputation as a shark. He didn't mind. It meant that his business was the envy of other companies. It meant he was the best. It meant that people who had once looked down on the backwater kid from Louisiana now looked up to him as employer.

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I was sitting at my desk when I heard the familiar tap tap on my cubical wall. Not having a door means you make do with whatever approximation you can. "Mark, I need you to go to Japan for me," my manager said. I looked up from my monitor. I had been engrossed in a riveting and fascinating technology brief (not!), and welcomed the interruption. Even so, though, it took me a second to register what he said.

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I don't know how I get myself into these situations. As a new teacher, I expected that I'd get the shitty jobs around the school. One of those shitty jobs turned out to be chaperoning a herd of seniors on the school's weekend ski trip. There were four teachers in all trying to keep 45 kids in line. Well, I guess they weren't exactly kids - most of them were 18, which is the legal drinking age here in Alberta.

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Craig had been working out in the yard, just having finished mowing the grass as he now began paying attention to a few stubborn weeds coming up in his flower garden. He knelt, his trowel already loosening the dirt beneath such one as he glanced up. Directly across from him stood a six-foot wooden fence separating his yard from the neighbors. As he glanced, he caught sudden movement through a fairly large knothole in the wood. Like a naughty little boy, he leaned in closer towards it.

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It was a Friday night. Both Toni and Patsy's husbands had gone out of town on business. Given that their husbands were friends, they had socialized on occasion, but not on a regular basis. Toni's husband had actually suggested that, while they were gone, she might take in a movie or something with Patsy just to keep herself entertained. Toni, looking toward a very boring weekend, had figured she had nothing better to do, and she liked Patsy personally, so why not?

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