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CHAPTER 1 Marie smiled. Today was the first day warm enough to go swimming h in her new swimming pool and she was trying on her old bathing suit, She hadn't had time yet to go look for anew one. She was smiling because her diet had worked-- the bathing suit which and once fitted her tightly was now loose all over. The black one-piece was definitely destined for the trash. Maybe she'd even get a two-piece now.

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My job had moved my wife and I halfway across the country about a year ago. The part that sucks is that we had a great group of friends at home. The lucky part is that, being in our thirties, most of our friends can afford to visit and have made the trip for long weekend visits. I'm 35, about 6'2" and 210 pounds. My wife Ally is 32, 5'6" and about 115 pounds. We both are very active, and she has a very fit physique. Nice shoulders, muscular arms, runners legs, and a pert little B cup, she's definitely my type of girl.

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"You ready to stick that bad boy back in my tight little ass?" Ashley sneered, turning her heads toward me, looking back, as I crawled and knelt obediently behind her outstretched rear end. "You bet I am!" I exclaimed, eagerly positioning myself, ready to target and plunge my readied spear into her open exhaust shaft. I couldn't believe I was in the position, literally speaking, immediately behind her California grade juicy ripe piece. Only a few hours prior, I had finally met Ashley, the anal goddess.

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The two travellers struggled to get through the swinging glass door entrance to the hotel. Ingrid, the maitre d', hissed for the young porter who was usually to be found lounging at the back of reception. But he was nowhere in sight and now the men and their bulky luggage were through the entrance and walking grim-faced towards the front desk. In an attempt to deflect any initial dissatisfaction, Ingrid put on her friendliest smile and, even though it was almost the end of a very long shift, greeted them with energetic efficiency.

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The afternoon sun was turning orange on the horizon. Carrie had finished her nap and was her bubbly self again, even though she didn't do a lot of sitting. I had heard her tell Beth that she had never hurt so good in her life. "Why doesn't he have a woman living with him, Beth? I sure am not complaining but if he tries to keep the whole committee satisfied, we are going to kill him for sure." Both of them were laughing and then saw me sitting there with a hat over my eyes. Whispering, "Beth, did he hear me?"

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Barbara Clausen woke with the first light of dawn as it crept through the curtains. Moving slowly and carefully, she slipped from under the sheet and swung her feet to the floor. She stood and tip-toed to the chair where her clothing lay. She donned her dress, picked up her underwear, pantyhose, shoes and purse and left.

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“Gee Mrs. Watson your beautiful.” Gloria Watson swung around to find young Tommy Jackson smiling at her. “Why thank you Tommy, what brought that on.” Tommy grinned, “I’ve been walking behind you here in the supermarket for the last five minutes. I couldn`t help saying what I was thinking. You have a beautiful body. Your legs are long and curvy. I like the way your bottom jiggles when you walk.”

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My wife Jane has a brother named Steve. Steve married a Mexican girl name Rosa. Rosa is from medium sized town in central Mexico. Last July My wife Jane and I went on vacation with Rosa and Steve to her hometown. Instead of staying in a hotel, Rosa arranged for us to stay for free in some friend's vacation house. Rosa and Steve stayed with her family. A couple blocks and a central plaza separated the two houses. 

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"Hello Jack", Linda said dully to the man staring into his mail compartment. Jack was about 6" tall. It was obvious he was in good shape. He was handsome, Linda thought but it was hard to see because of his macho attitude. "Oh, hello Linda", the man said back to the blond haired lady he shared a duplex with. Jack lived just up the stairs. Linda lived on the bottom floor. They shared a common area that had become an irritation for both of them.

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Before I get into the story, let me give you a little bit of background information... During my first year of college at UNC I played it pretty much by the rules of polite society. I abstained from personal misconduct, mainly sexual promiscuity, and concentrated on my studies. I also worked on meeting people since I had always been a little shy in high school. I figured since I was now in a new environment where nobody knew me and I could get a fresh start.

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