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It was late Friday night or early Saturday morning, I was too drunk to remember which because I had been out drinking. I got back to the apartment after a long walk and realized my roommate was gone. I thought to myself, "Wouldn't you know it? She's gone, I have the whole place to myself, and no one to fuck me. Damn the luck!" I was very sexually frustrated to say the least. It had been a long week of tough exams, sleepless nights, and grueling cheerleading practices!

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Brian, Jesse, and I have been friends for well over a decade; we came out of high school at the same time, they as a couple and me looking, as I am still. Brian and I are alike in stature, slightly over 6 feet and 200 lbs. Jesse is a petite blonde bombshell with a runners body and hair that reached her middle back. The thing is though, she bugs me.

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Way back when, when I was young, dumb, and one summer very lucky. I was in my second year at the local Community College, and working a summer job at a local condo resort. It could have been worse; I was doing room service, and at least the tips were pretty good. Or so I thought until this one particular day, when pretty good became absolutely mind-blowing! Earlier that day I'd taken a late breakfast down to one of the units with its own pool and private patio.

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Memory triggers. They come rushing at you when you least suspect them. You can walk into a house and take in the heady aroma of a cake being baked and you'll be transported back to your grandmother's kitchen. You can smell an empty beer bottle and suddenly there you are playing hide and seek behind a pile of your uncle's empties. Smell is our most powerful sense and we all have a repertoire of aromatic triggers nicely tucked away in that gluggy grey mass we call a brain.

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Me and my sexy little girlfriend were Florida bound so we could hop on our cruise ship and sail off into the sunset. We'd decided to leave a day early and stay in a hotel so we would be refreshed and ready instead of wasting the first day out on the water recovering from the miserable drive. We were about three fourths of the way through the trip when we stopped to get some gas and lunch in a little strip mall area just off the interstate.

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When the doorbell rang Laura Carpenter had just finished drying her hair after a shower. Throwing on a thin robe, she peeked out from behind the living room curtains. As her eyes focused on the woman at the door, she involuntarily caught her breath. This was certainly one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen. Her outfit was very business﷓like, right down to the leather attaché case.

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I was relieved when the flight attendants finally opened the doors, allowing the passengers to disembark from the plane. The flight itself hadn't been too bad, but I was tired of sitting in one spot for so long and the prospect of being able to stretch my legs had me antsy. Grabbing my backpack from the overhead bin, I began shuffling forward.

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Laura and I had arrived in Jamaica only four hours before. We hadn’t been ballsy enough to bring our own pot and decided that we needed to look for some. As everyone knows, the island is swimming in the stuff and we didn’t think there would be any problem.

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I found her cum stained panties in the dirty laundry. They were still wet and gooey, and that could only mean one thing. My wife had fucked my younger brother. They were at the store buying supplies for the weekend and had just returned. She must have ditched the panties in the hamper when she went to pee.

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On the third try I managed to get the key into the hole and unlock my apartment door. Amazing what half-a-dozen Malibu and Diet Cokes will do to a girl's head. I stepped inside with my two new pets hot on my tight little tail. I had decided that one cock just wasn't going to be enough for me tonight, so I brought home two.

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