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Three times a week, I go to a gym after work -- one, to work off stress of the day and two, to keep in shape. One night after work, I stopped by the gym and went through a serious workout. The first half, I worked on the lower part of body and the second half on the upper.

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I have always fantasized about anal sex. Even as a teenager, I experienced these urges to get fucked in the ass. There was something about the idea of submitting my body completely to my partner that drove me crazy. Unfortunately, it took years before I found someone who was interested in anal sex. Most of the guys I've dated have only been into "vanilla sex." So my interest in anal sex was reserved for the nights when I was alone and could touch and finger myself…

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INTRODUCTION

My name is Brian and at 27 years of age I consider myself to be bi-sexual. I love the ladies but I am not ready to make a long term commitment to one woman. I like to play the field and I love the art of seduction. Usually I am successful finding women to bed and I have found many a woman with the same objective when I am out clubbing. There are times however that I am not in the mood for the chase and I will seek out other methods of sex. 

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Jill walked in, still in her work clothes. She wore a blue dress shirt and dark gray skirt. Her outfit was conservative but showed off her curves nicely. She spotted me and came over. I noticed a guy at the far end of the bar watching her. I didn't blame him. It was hard to ignore Jill. She's tall and slender attracts a lot of attention with her high heels and assertive aura.

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PRELUDE I woke up in a strange apartment alone on a Saturday morning. I was naked in strange bed and things started coming back to me. What had I done last night? Was it a dream or real? I knew the answer, it was real. My thoughts shamelessly returned to my fiancé Martin when I glanced at my engagement ring. He had returned to the UK for a month but he had been gone less than two weeks. We had been so close when he was here and yet I forgot him so quickly giving into my dark side.

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It was one of those business dinners, I thought. My husband has a small but very successful company and deals with a lot of corporate clients so we are frequently entertaining clients at restaurants. This was to be another of those. “What should I wear?”. “Whatever you like” Then he said “What about the blue leather suit?”

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We were in the middle of a meeting of the Auditorium staff when someone, Bill I think, came up with the idea to have one or more of us show up during an event and actually ask the people watching the event. We had been brain storming to come up with an idea to get people to tell us how to improve the service we were providing for people. One person thought we should change the name from Auditorium to Event Center, and advertise more of the type of events happening there.

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"That's my good girl," You praise me as you stroke my hair and pull it away from my neck and face. I am kneeling naked at your feet and you are fully clothed. You fasten the buckle on the collar you bought for me. The lining is soft, but the hard, strong intent to control me is inherent in the leather and silver buckled design. I look into your eyes with complete trust as you test the ring at the front of the collar, onto which you will fasten a leash.

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It's the end of the evening and we find ourselves in a luxurious hotel bar, it's late, the lights are low and we've been drinking, you've been unable to keep your hands off me all night and I've been teasing you with promises of what's to come. I chose my outfit carefully; a black lace body with a plunging neckline that exposes just the right amount of cleavage, a sequined skirt which skims my hips allowing for easy access and black patent heels that make my legs go on forever.

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PART 1 I race to a halt and stand panting outside the office. My feet are killing me. These new high heels are not made for sprinting. Gulping a few nervous breaths, I smooth down my pink top and white mini. The door is ajar but I knock anyway then take a few steps back. I look down at my fluffy pink purse swinging back and forth across my thighs as if it's as anxious as I am to get this thing over with. The door jerks open and I watch two slightly scuffed, black shoes step towards me. I dare not look up.

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