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My lover has an Afrikaans accent. His breath whispers against my neck as he speaks gruffly in my ear, pinning me to the living room wall. I push my behind into his groin as he cups my tits, groaning he is "so glad he met me." It's a rainy summer's night, all sticky and we're slick with sweat. We're both in singlets, he's in jeans and I can feel his thick length as he nestles it between my shorts clad cheeks.

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Recently, while preparing vanilla icing for a tray of cooling cinnamon buns, I heard Todd yell from the bathroom. "Gloria, I haven't got a towel!" It prompted my memory: I'd washed them earlier and had forgotten to replace them. However, there were plenty in the hallway. "Linen cupboard," I called back. He thudded down the passageway naked and wet. Hot, I thought.

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Day after day, it was the same routine that just bored her to death. Get up, shower, go to work, come home, fix dinner then do the dishes while he falls asleep watching TV again. How long had she been doing this day in and day out. 10,12 15 years?? It was so long that she lost count. Today was the same as the others. She had just gotten home and was starting to work on the evening meal knowing that her husband would be home shortly.

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Carol and I had been married for nearly ten years. We truly loved one another and had what I would say at least, to be a better than average sex-life. We enjoyed spending whatever time we could together, though we had early on agreed that we both needed some time to ourselves. For me that was a round of golf with the guys on Sunday every once in a while, and for Carol, it was spending it with her friends in the little book club they'd begun.

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"Hey honey... Have you seen this?" My husband asked, showing me an email he had received. I barely glanced at it before answering. "Nope!" "It's from our group. They're having a Halloween party... swinger style!" My hubby informed me. "Really?" I asked with interest. "Hang on, let me see if I got an email from them too." Sure enough, a quick look at my inbox proved that I had gotten an email invite. Hmm... it's been some time since the last group party...

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Chapter 1 I'm one of the lucky ones. I went to work in a really good job right out of college and was in the right place at the right time to be offered an early retirement buyout package when I was fifty-six. Yeah, how about that? And, it was a good package, too good to turn down.

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