It's tough to keep a relationship going when you feel like no one really wants it to survive. Margo and I had seen our share of tough times, but we managed to keep our marriage together. Our relationship? Well, that was a whole different story.
One of the points of contention in our marriage was our sex life. Or, more accurately, our lack of one. We were never the type to get passionate or worked up enough to break furniture and wake the neighbors. In fact, I'm confident that we were pretty damn boring in bed.
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"I told you NOT to run by the pool, young lady."
I looked up from my position on the wet concrete. It wasn't the best position to be in, especially considering that Matt Shepherd, the city's hottest lifeguard, was standing over me, one leg on both sides...if I sat up, my mouth would be at his crotch.
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She had gotten drunk, very, very drunk. She had no clue how she'd gotten home. She sat up only to flinch as she opened her eyes. Ouch! She saw two pills and a glass of water by the bed, along with a note. She reached for the pills and water, hoping they would help kill the pain from one hell of a hangover. Damn it, what had happened last night? As she drank the water, shadowy memories of the night before crept into her mind.
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They'd been flirting for a while now, and as he was the last patient of the day, she didn't have to worry about Dr. Rosenthal coming out and catching them, so she simply enjoyed the moment. He was everything she liked, smart, funny, athletic, in his late twenties, and judging from the way he dressed, pretty well off, to boot. Which is why his appointment made no sense, but what she figured must be a clerical error might get him to blush if she asked, and shy boys were just so... tasty.
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"You first encountered the defendant where, Mr. Philips?"
"At my gym. We were members of the same gym."
I did not want to be here, in this courtroom. But the DA had intimidated me. He had said that they might delve deeper into why I was in Baltimore—why I had left San Diego. I really didn't want them to do that. I had just fallen into it in San Diego.
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She awoke softly, a gentle breeze blowing across her exposed skin. She looked up and smiled as a sparrow hopped along her open window sill. Stretching, she turned her gaze to the clock... 8am... still early. She lay there, basking in the warmth of the sunlight, not quite ready to get up and out of her comfy bed. Her slender hand covered her full pink lips as she yawned softly.
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The naughty bits start with Chapter One – Nude, Clamped and Bound.
The Story Up to This Point...
When I thought back to the beginnings of my relationship with the widow Mrs. Evelyn Sang, I was really quite amazed. It had been a wild ride and we had several amazing adventures.
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The first thing I noticed when I woke up is that I was unable to move anything but my arms. I was lying naked, on my back, strapped down onto a padded leather surface.
I couldn't really see what was holding me in place as my head was tilted back quite far by a wide leather strap wrapping around my forehead.
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The day had been pretty boring at college. I couldn't wait till I got home. I knew today would be the day. Both parents would be gone, and I just received my package in the mail. As if it weren't great enough, tonight was the first night of spring break. My parents wouldn't be gone for only one night, but they were taking a vacation and leaving me home alone to house sit. Being the mature twenty-one year old I am, they trusted me.
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Well, after their Saturday adventure with some of the Big Foot club members, Tommy and Margaret were wiped out and went straight to bed after taking a nice long hot shower.
When they woke up at around noon on Sunday, they started talking about their adventure yesterday. Tommy was so in love with cock that he couldn't get enough and Margaret was a little bit concerned that she had created a monster. Although watching him sucking cock while getting fucked was a huge turn-on for her. She would get wet just thinking about it.
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