My name is Sam. I am a videographer by trade. I create corporate promo and training videos, although I also supplement my income by doing about 10 weddings per year. As fate would have it, the confluence of my two businesses brought me in contact with the RJS law firm and the most thrilling night of my life.
The story starts six months ago. Out of the blue a woman called me inquiring about a corporate recruitment video she wanted produced.
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I started or ended many of the next few days looking at the photos or examining some aspect of the video I found particularly arousing. I will confess, I made several trips to the ladies' room to tease my clit into climax recalling our activities that night.
The pink shirt situation was little different. The warmer weather was starting to see some more colorful golf shirts come out of people's closets.
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Delighted is the word I would use to describe how I felt when Lena and Jake invited me to their house for an afternoon of swimming and reminiscing. We'd been neighbors and friends for over twelve years when, as a fiercely ambitious career woman, I'd left Dallas for a job in Raleigh, North Carolina. Even though I lived in another city and state, I kept in close touch with Lena, and sometimes Jake, too, through phone calls and email. I was back in Dallas on business for a week.
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Some days, I just love my job! Free lance woodworker here in Los Angeles...I have the freedom to work the hours I please and meet lots of women. Of course the reality of my situation is that most of the time I'm behind schedule, work like a dog and take a lot of shit from people who don't really appreciate what I do.
But then there are days like today. I finished my job in Malibu early and got a nice check.
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I could hear the faint sound of music emanating from behind the door as I made my way down the hallway. Each step brought me closer as the music became louder and louder. I listened intently as I closed in, but could not make out place the song or the band, writing it off as one of the many independent, no-name artists that Laura always listened to.
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Mariah walked out of the office feeling extremely self-conscious. She'd never once in her life imagined that she'd have to accept public assistance, but circumstances had forced her to do exactly that. After losing her job and having no luck finding another one, her savings had run out, leaving her little choice. Her family was helping, but it was barely enough to pay the rent and utilities, and she couldn't bring herself to ask for more.
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"What the hell do you mean eight hundred bucks?" I practically yelled into the phone. "It's a fucking water pump!"
My mechanic gave me some song and dance about having to pull a load of shit off the engine to get to the broken part.
"Fuck, dude," I said. "Where the hell am I getting that kind of money?"
He gave me some more song and dance.
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"OOOHHHH FUCK I'm CUUUUMMMMMING!" He groaned as she continued to bob up and down on his cock. Her hand was wrapped tightly around him and she was stroking it vigorously as she sucked.
I had the video camera filming the event; she squinted slightly as his load of cum shot into her mouth and throat.
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Laying the groundwork (and Penny) for a culture of sharing
I know Chapter 3 was a little slow-going. I wrote you that one, so I could bring you this one. Enjoy.
I had spent much longer with Aunt Marie than I'd planned. It was almost 6:00 pm. No surprise then, when I got home to find Mom and Penny sitting on the couch, drinking wine, and talking quietly.
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Mom is off-limits, but Jeremy has a plan to make her accessible again.
There was an error in the original submission process, and only part of the first page got through. This is the full chapter. Sorry.
When I woke, I could tell it was late from how bright the room was. One glance at my clock confirmed it. Almost 10:00 am. What the Hell, it was vacation, I'd earned it.
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