Chapter One -- Pool Hopping
My wife Nicole and I invited two other couples to spend a summer weekend at our cabin near a ski resort. During the summer it was fun to explore the mountain side and we thought it would be fun to bring some friends along. My wife's college roommate Misty and her husband Kimball had been our friends for several years. Brian and Jenni lived next door to us and we had become quite good friends.
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I was working out of town for a week on my own and staying in a rather seedy four storey hotel. The room was okay and clean enough, but the hallways and front lobby were shabby with old furniture and not very clean looking carpets. I had been there all week and seen some shady looking people around the hallways and in the elevators, but didn't think too much about them and just stayed in my room in the evenings. I had thought that maybe some of the girls I had seen around the hotel could be hookers, but it was hard to be sure.
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Let's start out with a joke this time, to evoke a light-hearted mood.
The guy goes to the check-out counter of the supermarket with a salad for one, a pre-wrapped sandwich, and one can of soda.
The cute young clerk eyes his purchase and says to him, "You're single?" The customer grins and nods his head. "You can tell by my meal, huh?"
And the girl says, "No, you're fuckin' ugly."
It was that round, tight, perfectly sculptured bubble ass that caught my eye in aisle six of the Food Lion in Fairfax, Virginia.
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Linda was Paul's "weekend pet", or so he liked to call her. Neither of them was looking for a relationship, and neither of them wanted to be in one with each other. But Linda was a submissive, and she loved being subjected to everything Paul did to her when they did get together, she loved his power over her, and she loved his long, fat cock. It was biggest cock she had ever had inside her. Paul considered himself lucky.
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It wasn't what I wanted to do on a Friday night, but I knew that I had to. Not because Joann and I were best friends, but because she had been there for me more than once when I needed some support.
See, Joann and her fiancée had broken up on Tuesday and I hadn't seen her out jogging -or doing anything else for that matter- since.
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It was the Friday afternoon, before the Holiday Weekend, and I was driving the car to the ‘Biker Rally’ and ‘Rock Festival’, when I realised that I had a ‘slow puncture’. My husband, Craig, had set off earlier, on his new Honda 750.
My mobile phone couldn’t receive a signal, so all I could do was sit by the side of the road; smoke a cigarette and wait for help.
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Working all day in medical administration doesn't leave much time for sex. I am 36, pretty in a normal kind of way, at least I think so. I'm not huge busted or anything that is out of the ordinary really. Just a woman, twice married and twice divorced.
In all my life the total number of men I had actually been in bed with can be counted on just one hand.
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During the spring semester, I played volleyball in a local co-ed recreational league. I was invited to join by Renee, a former student and player I coached, a sweet girl and an awesome outside hitter who's since become one of my closer friends. Rounding out the team was her boyfriend, Jesse, Rachel, a teammate of Renee's from the college they now attend, and two of Jesse's buds, John and Daniel. With each of the women on our team having played competitively in the past, we did very well throughout the season.
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We are all sitting out on the deck enjoying the sunset and the fire burning in the fire pit. T and I have wanted to get away for a long time and finally had the time to cut loose and leave town for a while. We met Amy a few years back and have enjoyed her company. When time would allow we would meet and enjoy a dinner and night on the town, or just relax at one or the other's home watching a movie and sipping wine.
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Charlie sighed and put her coffee cup in the sink. She hated these long, boring days....waiting and waiting for 5'o'clock to roll around. Then her husband would come home, greasy and hot from a long day at work. The thought of him working away under some hotrod made her tingle slightly. She bit her lip as hot, steamy thoughts of her mechanic husband sifted through her mind. She glanced at the clock, 4:45pm. Just another 15 minutes and he'd be coming home.
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