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Becky awoke and found the events of the night before still on her mind. Her mind wandered back to the sight of Brent pleasuring himself on this very bed, his large cock in his hand, and his face full with pleasure. It was enough to make her pussy start tingling. She gently reached down and gave it a few strokes with her middle finger. Yes, she was wet again, almost as wet as she was the evening before. It felt good to stroke her slit, so she kept at it. Soon she realized that this wasn’t just a "feel good, then get up" stroking. She needed release. She decided to try to get off while Brent was in the bed right beside her. What a turn on. The thought of the danger sent a chill through her whole body. She was going to go for it. She stroked her clit until it was swollen. She slowly slid her finger inside and let out a small moan. 'Oops, don’t forget where you’re at, Becky,' she thought to herself. She started slowly stroking her g-spot with her middle finger while her opposing fingers massaged her lips and clit. God it felt so good. She bucked slowly and deliberately against her own hand, just enough to feel good, but not enough to awaken Brent. She stroked slowly, methodically in and out, up and down, with pressure against the inner walls of her vagina. God it felt good. Slowly it started to build. Becky ...

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“Sure Jack, I understand. I’ll have Sheila talk to distribution and get it sorted out. Sure. Talk to you later, bye.” Todd restrained himself from slamming the phone down. Dealing with Anderson’s new manager for the US was proving to be a very large job; Jacques was warm, friendly, good looking, had a Gallic charm that Sheila loved, and could be the most exacting asshole Todd had ever met. Things that had slid by Bill Anderson were scrutinized by Jacques St. Germaine line by line until he understood it or showed you where you were wrong.
“Jack getting to you again?” Sheila asked from her desk just outside of his office.
“The frustrating thing about it is that he’s right,” Todd said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “That’s the fourth time distribution has misshipped an order for him and I don’t know why they’re doing it. The inventory is there in the warehouse, it’s clearly labeled for him, and it’s even a different fucking size! How do you mess that up?”
“Want me to write a nastygram for the VP of logistics?”
“Not directly. Write something up for the Eastern RVP of Sales and cc Logistics,” he said. “Whoever it is that they replaced Rob with and explain the region’s biggest customer is pissed off at us.”
“Is he? He didn’t seem to be when we talked yesterday.”
“Jack isn’t. William Anderson is. I got an email from his personal ...

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Becky had been out shopping when she pulled in the driveway and saw Brent’s car. What was he doing home so early from work? She grabbed up her packages from shopping and proceeded into the house. When she got into the house Brent was nowhere to be found. Where had he gone, Becky wondered? She put down her packages on the kitchen table and proceeded to look for her hubby. She wandered through the living room and he wasn’t watching sports on TV so Becky went to the garage to see if he was working on some new project. Nope not there either. As she passed the bedroom Becky just happened to catch a glimpse of Brent through the crack in the bedroom door. Their bedroom was arranged so that Becky could look through the crack in the door into the mirror of her dressing table and see the whole bedroom. Becky was just about to ask what Brent was doing home when she observed something unusual. There was Brent bent over the laundry basket, totally naked, digging through the clothes. Becky decided rather than let Brent know she was there she would observe and see what he was doing. Becky was a bit of a voyeur, so watching Brent without his knowing was a little bit of a turn on. She watched as he dug through the clothes basket until he found one of her blouses. He picked it up, lifted it to his face and deeply inhaled. Brent ...

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Soft hands wrapped their way around my waist. I looked up to see Jacob. He smiled, pressing warm lips up against me. I put my hand on the back of his head and kissed him with urgency I have never felt before. I felt him hesitate momentarily then kiss me back squeezing me close to him, my boobs squishing into his pecs. "The supply closet will be open 5th period" I whispered into his ear. He looked into my eyes surprised but excited at the same time. I was surprised about what came over me. I usually never would have chanced something as crazy and sexual kisses in the hallway of our school. But today...I don’t know...something just came over me. And then I saw Jacob walk down the hallways wearing a form fitting white V-neck shirt that showed off his pecs and great arms. His dark skinny jeans were tight in all the right places, yet he didn’t look like some loser walking around in skinnies. His white converse and letterman jacket just...ahhh, made me wanna eat him up. We had been dating for almost a year now and we had both just celebrated our 18th birthdays, I figured what’s a better place to lose your virginity than in the school? I mean we had practically spent half our lives here.I sat in chemistry crossing and uncrossing my legs looking at the clock. I figured I would give us a good half hour...not that I had ever done this before. ...

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“I still find it difficult to go through with something like that.”“Why, she won’t find out?”“I cannot betray her.”“She won’t know, I won’t say a word.”“How can I trust you?”“You must trust yourself to trust me.”The room was lit only by a dim light illuminating from the candlelight’s in the corner. He was pacing beside the fireplace that had already burnt out, shooting glances at the woman sitting upon the sofa near him. She hungrily watched his every move; he felt it slightly unnerving having his every move watched. She held in her hands, the key for his house, car and office door, she had locked it and now he was stuck with her, he decided to round on her and get it over with. “Look, Beth, I am married. Will you stop being silly and give me my keys back so I may go back to my family!”“You’ll have to come and get them,” she said playfully. She leaned back and he could see how she was dressed, her very short skirt with no tights, long socks, a shirt that had the sleeves rolled up and her long brown hair straightened. “Just give me the keys.”“Oh Matthew, when are you ever going to kick back and relax, when’s the last time you got laid?”“This is not the time, now give me them back before I fire you.”She looked annoyed, glaring at him and she reluctantly held out the keys in hand. Matthew stretched out his hands before him; the keys ...

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Authored by BMuff www.BMuffBlog.com December 21, 2009
CHAPTER 1

She'd had a long day. Hell, she'd had a long week with the kids Holiday festival on Monday night and her attendance at the PTA's annual holiday party on Thursday. Work had been exceptionally stressful this week with the end of the year billing and everyone wanting a day off here or a day off there. Missy wasn’t thrilled with the mundane work she was doing but she was glad for the job and didn’t complain.
'Anyway, this week is over and it’s finally Friday night,' Missy thought to herself. When she talked with her husband at lunchtime, Gabe mentioned the kids were spending the night at their friends' houses and they'd be gone by the time she rolled in at 6:30. This brought a smile to Missy's face…she was looking forward to a quiet night by the fire with a good book and a glass of wine.
Gabe reminded her that this particular Friday was his night to host the weekly poker game but he assured her he and his group of friends would stay in the basement…except for more beer or a sandwich of course. 'That's cool,' Missy thought…'it would be fun to see Gabe’s friends again, especially Beau.' Now Beau was gorgeous as far as Missy was concerned and his big cock bulging through his 501s always captured her attention and her fantasies. Missy's evening was beginning ...

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The day started solemnly. Lari sat up in bed, tears streaming down her face. She glanced over at her nightstand and picked up the picture frame. With blurry eyes, she looked at the picture. It was of her and her best friend when they were in high school at their freshman prom. They both had been stood up by their dates, so they went together. It was decided after that they would go to all their proms together. They weren't lesbians, just extremely close. Lari touched her friend's face through the glass, put the picture down, and crawled out of bed to get dressed for the day.She had decided on a long black gypsy style skirt, a black blouse and black heels. She wore her long brown hair down her back in a mass of waves. Lari walked to the front of the chapel. There were people there that she had never seen but they must have known her. They all had sad expressions on their faces, but she would bet that they hadn't known her like she did. Lari walked to the table where they had set up pictures and personal belongings. She fingered the purse sitting there next to her picture and with a shaky breath whispered, "Rest in peace, my angel." Lari began to sob while she stood there. It wasn't fair, it just wasn't. Janice's mother Samantha walked over to Lari and without a word, they embraced. It had been a few years since Lari had seen ...

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I had been living in my new home for about three weeks, when I started to think about meeting people. I had just moved here from Kansas City to take a new job and, other than my co-workers, I didn’t know anyone. I like the people I work with, but hanging around with them, after work or on weekends, just seemed to extend the work week.I had lived in an apartment for about six weeks, while I looked for a house. Most of my things were put in storage because there wasn’t enough space in the apartment. Even if the apartment had been big enough, I still wouldn’t have unpacked only to pack it, move and unpack it all again. I didn’t like the apartment much, so I worked all day and talked to real estate agents all night. It didn’t take long to find a nice house on a tree lined, dead-end street. There was plenty of space, the neighborhood looked nice and the price was right. It was sitting empty, which meant I could move in right away.After three weeks, I was tired of unpacking. It was a Friday night and I decided screw the furniture, screw the putting the kitchen in order, screw the boxes of clothes sitting around my bedroom and screw all the other unopened junk. I was tired of screwing with boxes of stuff. I wanted to screw with someone. I was lonely and ...

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I hadn’t had any pussy for at least 3 weeks and I was so horny that I couldn’t stand it anymore. I had thought, a LOT about jerking off and then I would start to think that tonight might be the night that Wendy finally comes across and bangs my brains out. If I jerked off…well, that would be one less load for her to swallow. And she loves to swallow my creamy, world class loads. I mean, hey, I’ve got the sweetest cum she’s ever tasted.It was Friday night and Wendy was out bar hopping with some of her girlfriends. She would be gone for most of the night, or all night, if she crashed at one of her friends’ places. Since I was loner with a huge boner, I decided that I’d have a couple of drinks and spend some time in the hot tub. Then, after I was loosened up and relaxed, I’d throw one of my favorite porn movies into the DVD player, and give in and beat my meat.I got undressed and pulled on my tightest Speedo, put on a robe, fixed myself a drink and then went outside to fire up the tub. You should see this thing. It’s got four separate pumps, each with its own heating coil, pumping 8 jets each and has seating for 20. When all of those pumps are running flat out, the water is moving so fast, it’s like a ...

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Steve wasn’t concentrating on the act he was embarking on as he stood looking in the mirror; his chocolate brown eyes were vacant, looking straight through his own reflection as he trimmed down his nine o'clock shadow. He was berating himself within his own thoughts at the stupidity of his actions this morning. Who in their right mind leaves a laptop on display in the back of their car? A trickle of blood started to seep through tiny whiskers on the side of his face as he asked himself. Me, you prick! He reached for some tissue, tore a small piece off, moistened it and placed it on the small cut. A momentary lack of concentration, whilst rushing to pick the ring up...damn. His subconscious had taken over the actions of his trimming as he played out the day’s events in his head. My life, my dreams, my hopes, my diary, my plans, everything…fuck.To imagine that all this was now in some unknown person's hands was unnerving and unsettling. What now? he had thought at the time. Naturally as a safety measure, he changed all his bank account details, renewed credit cards and had warned people with whom he had frequent contact. What he couldn’t change was the huge volume of personal information, thoughts, confessions and innermost plans, for which they could gain immediate access to. Knowing what was on his laptop, he knew he wouldn’t have to wait long for the answer. Not long after returning to his apartment, an ...

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