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Tara was aglow as she entered her home after a wonderfully degrading session with her computer teacher at a local motel. As she danced into the kitchen she was surprised by her daughter Samantha who said, “Where have you been? I called Suzie’s and she said that you did not take her to school today because you had some important errands to run.”

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**** The following story is fiction. However I am really a Bull and Jody is a cheating wife that exists. I dedicate this story to her. The story starts out slow, so those of you looking for the hot parts may want to skip down several paragraphs. ****

When I met Jody she was as hot as the sun and exuded sex without even trying. Her athletic long legs went one for miles and ended at what most men would agree is the perfect ass. Round and firm without being large, and the perfect size for her athletic 5′9″ body.
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My name is Linda Prince. At the time of writing I am forty one years of age but the events I shall relate to you began their course six years ago. I am, or was, the wife of Jeff Prince, CEO of a government department and, as I was to discover, philanderer extraordinary.

I have a daughter, Lisa, who was aged fourteen when the events began. After her birth Jeff announced that we didn’t need “any more bloody kids”, and marched off to join the vasectomy brigade without any discussion between us. I thought it really was so we didn’t have any more kids, but really it was to assist with his extramarital love life as I later discovered.
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I live rather a charmed life.

My name is Tony. I’m thirty four years old, tall and, I’m told, still fit looking. By trade I’m a diamond merchant with a nice, comfortable office in one of the best parts of town. I don’t have to work too hard which leaves me time to enjoy my home life with my wife, Tracy and our three boys. Tracy is a wonderful woman; at twenty eight her flowing blonde hair frames a pretty face and regular exercise has returned her body to an attractive and very sexy size six. I love the way her deep brown eyes twinkle when she smiles - in fact I just love all of her. Most men I know would be happy to just be with her, so why is it that I want to watch her have sex with another man! Of course, this is not something that I could talk to Tracy about - she’s an understanding woman, but I would doubt that she’s THAT understanding! No, my secret fantasy must stay well hidden. My family saw me as a loyal husband and father and a good provider - this was not something that my wife would ever find out about - or so I thought!
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Chapter 5: The Last Rose Of Summer

Author’s Note: This is the last of a 5-part series. To fully appreciate this story one must have read the previous four installments.

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I was sitting out on the deck enjoying what might have been the last decent evening of the summer. We were starting to get some cool days and I knew that I would have to close the pool on the weekend. Although there had been some dark threatening clouds earlier in the evening, they had cleared off around sunset and the night air was balmy and warm. I was contemplating a final late night swim before retiring. Tossing back a final swig of Chablis, I heard the doorbell. I tucked the towel around my waist and went inside to answer it. Damn, it was awful late for company. I answered the door only to see Allie standing on my porch, wearing this light little sundress that buttoned all the way down the front. She smiled hesitantly but sweetly, knowing what the flash of her teeth and tongue could do to me, even now.
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“Hi Mr. Drayton, can I come in?”

I smiled weakly, pushing my handbag back over my shoulder, hoping the request wouldn’t be turned down. Mr. Drayton took some time to answer. He glanced up and down the street for some moments, a little perplexed. He looked back at me, seeming surprised to see my eyes still fixed on him, like he thought I might have vanished. He opened his mouth to speak as he moved back against the door frame. No words came out, but I took his movement as a sign I could go inside.
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Author’s Note: This story has elements of group sex, lesbian sex, mature sex, light bondage, a large cock, big tits and a loving relationship. If these things offend you, no need to read any further. If you enjoy these things then read on! A special thanks to Martin, Traci, Michelle, and Rose who inspired this story.

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Martin sat in the dark of his bedroom and stared out the window into the night. His modest home where he and his wife June had raised their 3 children was quiet now. He could hear June breathing softly in her sleep. The dog rustled and snorted in his sleep but Martin was still awake.
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Bob Bledsoe was a forty-four year old visiting professor of Organizational Behavior at the University of Minnesota at the Twin Cities campus. He had obtained his doctorate several years ago and had a promising career as a professor until he was lured away by the big bucks that could be made in business. Bob was talented in that he was able to translate the theory from the classroom into practical applications. By doing so, he made a lot of money.

He had married his college sweetheart. Since they were a two-career household, they decided not to have children, a decision both regretted later in life. His wife, who is very successful in pharmaceutical sales, decided a few years ago to go it on her own. Bob reassessed his life and among other things decided that he missed teaching. He had kept up with the changes in his field but to rejoin his teaching career, he took off a year to better prepare himself. He put out feelers and received several offers. Even though it was not the most lucrative offer, he decided to tough out the cold Minnesota winter on a one-year visiting professor contract.
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One night last summer I was awakened by the sound of what I first thought to be a wounded animal. I listened for a few more minutes then realized it wasn’t a wounded animal, but it was the moans of a climaxing woman!

Almost immediately I felt my pussy flex as some of my juice oozed into my panties. I never really paid any attention to the sounds of lovemaking. However this caught my attention. I put on some slippers and my nightshirt and opened up my cabin door to try to determine which direction the moans were coming from. I walked slowly towards the incredible sound of this woman who was obviously being more than just satisfied. In fact it sounded like she was getting the fucking of a lifetime.
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I own a small but elegant Haberdashery. I inherited it from my father, who inherited it from his father. I have always felt so alive in the company of men.

I never have taken advantage of their attraction to the young, alluring shop owner.

Until today.

It was a beautiful spring day. So uncharacteristic for the Pacific Northwest.

Business was so slow for the day that I had sent all but one tailor and clerk home.

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