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The stewardess was being very slow. Annoyed that she was being put on hold, Miranda Davis turned and looked over her shoulder for the woman she had ordered a glass of wine from nearly fifteen minutes ago. The man sitting next to her, who had been buried in a book until now, glanced over with her movement.

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Chad peeked into the study where his wife was busy pouring over her dissertation for school. He was so proud of her. Over the years that they had been married, she had put herself through college; first with a bachelor’s degree and then later, when she was teaching, through a master’s degree. Now she was busy working on her doctorate degree and watching from the partially open doorway, Chad couldn’t help but feel his love for her overwhelm him.

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I left you a note posted at the door stating: "Strip down naked and meet me in our back room." From the back room, I could hear you laugh as you read it, but I smiled and hoped you would comply. I heard you, first removing your shoes and letting them drop loudly on the floor. The ensuing silence made me think that you might be taunting me, but I let out a sigh as I heard you mumble something about your pants.

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It wouldn't have happened, Dianne decided, if she hadn't been so damn conscientious about the job. She'd assured her boss that the amended tender he wanted would be on his desk when he arrived in the morning. And then she'd had to go home early for a family emergency. An emergency that wasn't, as if turned out. Her mother had been panicking over nothing. She should have got more details before rushing home, expecting to have to take someone to hospital.

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The night was finally cool. Thankful for the breeze, I tied my shoes up and stretched on my driveway, preparing for my evening run. I'd been using the treadmill in the air conditioning of my home for days because of the excruciating heat. Running outside is always much more pleasurable for me, especially cross-country. I jogged slowly up the avenue and entered the park. There were few people in the park as it was nearing dusk. I noticed a woman with two children heading back to her car, and an elderly gentleman with a small dog.

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"Do you trust me?" She felt his breath ghost across her skin as he leaned close and whispered in her ear. He strode around her as she hesitated. Reaching out he lifted her chin until she faced him. "Do you trust me?"

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Author's note: The following is a scene I wrote as part of my NaNoWriMo challenge. NaNoWriMo is a project that centers around National Novel Writing Month which is November. The challenge is to write a 500,000 word novel in a months time. The point isn't necessarily for all of it to be *good* but to get something workable completed. As we all know, everyone wants to write a novel- someday. NaNo is just the thing to turn *some*day into *to*day.

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Well most women would say no, but when you are my size I would have to say yes it does matter. You see I'm not exactly small, my cock is around 8 inches long and around an inch in diameter, a nice size I hear you say, but that's 8 inches before being erect. When I'm erect, it is usually around 10 - 12 inches, though when I'm super excited it can measure up to 14 inches and a diameter of around 2 1/2 inches.

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We had known each other for a couple of years, and I had admired her taut little body from across the room on many occasions. She was the wife of a college friend, and therefore off-limits. But she was still a hottie, and the subject of much fantasy and the topic of much lewd banter between males. She had always been friendly, even flirty on occasion. I knew of her husband's wayward ventures with other women, wondering why he would do such a thing with Dana at home.

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I was almost asleep when the phone rang. I rolled over in bed and grabbed my cell phone from the bedside table. It was dark in the room but the light from the ringing phone flashed into my eyes, making me squint with discomfort as I struggled to see who was calling me. 'PRIVATE' was all my caller ID would say. At first I was about to ignore it and go back to sleep, but something told me that I should answer it. I flipped open the phone.

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