Your erotic stories

I've written this story at the request of a fan. It is purely fiction. I want to give a prologue that quickly explains my attitude to the issues it raises. Certain things happen in this story that I would not want to happen in real life. In real life I believe in equality and consent. I have moral values. However, my mind is a safe playground for any fantasy I choose. If fantasies remain fantasies and do not become obsessions, they are safe. They are also exciting. Enough of that, you're here for my story.

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For all intents and purposes, this is a sequel of sorts of my first story. Those who read the first story know about the affair I had begun with John and how it helped liberate me from the shackles of my life. It takes place after my lunch with my daughter, Beth. She had gone to tell John about the man she had met and how she had already slept with this man. John reacted in bewildered amazement, according to my daughter, cursing at her before leaving the apartment. Beth called me immediately in tears, upset that she had made a mistake.

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By chance, I drove by the local gymkhana last Saturday. It was a beautiful day. The sun shone and not a single cloud discoloured the brilliant blue sky. I had 2 hours to kill as my next appointment wasn’t until 2pm that day. I decided to stop the car and park for a while. I paid the attendant my entry fee to the show and parked my car facing one of the main rings.

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