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I blame the color of money. No not green! I mean the movie Color of Money. Paul Newman before he became the king of salad dressing, Tom Cruise when he was still more...sane, I guess. And the still young, hot-as-hell Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio, oh my god the ass on that woman. She was a fantasy of mine from the first time I saw that movie till...

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It was a slower than average Sunday morning at the restaurant and pub I own in an historic town close to Washington, DC. As is my usual custom I repaired to my office and began checking my mailbox at the various swinger sites to which I subscribe. I was elated to see a response from a local couple I had sent an introduction to and, as luck would have it, the male half was online.

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On the outskirts of any big city you will find a few scattered small towns not yet gobbled up by the ravenous metropolis. They tend to be away from the major highways, which is probably the reason they haven't been overwhelmed. But with the big city just there, a lot of people drift from the small towns to the city itself. Shops that used to support the small town just can't compete with the big city malls and close down.

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My wife, Brandie, and I hadn't had any kinky sexual fun in quite awhile, so one night not long ago, we decided to go out to a local bar, not our normal swingers club, and see if we could have some FUN! Brandie, was just over 55 at the time, but could easily pass for 40ish. She wore a white button up blouse with a plunging neckline that showed off the top of her lacy white push-up bra, and all of her chest and cleavage.

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