I was sitting in the park, listening to my iPod, when suddenly I was plunged into shadow. I looked up and two of the moms were standing over me, and they didn't look too happy.
"You're Julie's friend, right?" one of them, a very large, sturdy woman with dark hair and eyes named Monica, said.
"Uh, yeah, I guess," I said. "I'm friends with several of the moms here, I suppose--"
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I wasn't really all about the party. I knew maybe four people there, and while it was a pretty chill affair, I couldn't help but feel like I wanted to be at home doing something else. Of course I was looking for the good looking girls- and there were a few- most of whom either had boyfriends or just wouldn't be interested in me. When that happens, when I can see there's no connection there, a woman's attractiveness becomes abstract real fast, like art on the wall; pretty, but you don't want to fuck it.
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It's a warm spring morning and I'm sitting with my husband in the patio area of a local coffee shop. The warm air feels wonderful and we sit in a quiet silence reading different sections of the newspaper and snacking on coffee and scones. It's quiet except for the occasional bird singing or car driving past. We're comfortable - comfortable in with our meal, in our surroundings, with our middle age status in life, and in our marriage. Maybe we're a little too comfortable.
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'Wow, this is some paradise huh?' My wife asked as she lay down on the sunbed and took in our surroundings; we lay next to the swimming pool, surrounded by coconut trees, only a stone's throw from the tropical, white sand and blue-green sea.
'Yeah,' I agreed as I had a quick scan of our surroundings, taking in all of the bikini-clad women as they walked around in front of us; 'this place certainly has some great views.'
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I stood behind her in line at Wegman's. She was fat, really fat. She probably weighed 250lbs but... there was something about her. Her face was utterly gorgeous. It was not just cute or even pretty, it was absolutely stunning and there was something else....she was sexy. Her dark brown hair cascaded past her shoulders and her gorgeous smoldering dark brown eyes exuded sensuality.
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The service manager at the dealership gave Gary the bad news. It would be 4 or 5 hours before his car was ready. He decided to kill the time at the mall instead of hanging around the dealership. It was close by and the day was pleasant, so Gary didn't mind the walk. He could think of a better way to spend a rare Monday away from the office, but it was still better than being cooped up in the little cube at work, that seemed to get smaller and smaller as the week went on.
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Dee and I have been friends for several years. Her daughter is two weeks younger than my son, and we got together several times a week to have coffee and play dates for the kids from the time they were both about two years old.
After a year or two of doing this, she shared with me that she'd been having an affair with a married man, starting shortly after she'd had her daughter.
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When Daddy got home from work, Patti was already in the shower. Daddy had called her earlier with the news they were going out for dinner. Daddy walked into the bathroom and joined her in the shower, much to her delight.
Daddy helped her wash her hair. She loved the feeling of daddy's fingertips massaging the shampoo, then conditioner through her long strands of hair.
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It was the day of Christmas Eve and I was alone but as the day moved on I began to want company to share the evening and with and possibly the night.
My closest female friend and sometimes lover was always busy with work, errands or friends and family. She was unmarried with no children, lived alone and when she felt the need she'd visit me usually twice or three times a week and we'd make a night of it.
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I took the job as a maid at the golf resort because, one, I figured I'd be left alone a lot of the time while I cleaned, and two, because what else was I going to do after high school? Work a bar, work a cash register at the feed store, either one I'd have to deal with assholes who poked fun at me for being a fat girl. I didn't consider myself fat, just sturdy. It wasn't because I ate potato chips and candy bars all day, it was just genetics that made me as strong as an ox.
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