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OPEN MARRIAGE
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"Visit Now the Fire"
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By ELLEN
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People who move to Florida learn to expect visitors from
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the north. Early this summer, friends whom Bill and I had
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known in Long Island visited us for 3 days. Darryl and Rita
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are the only couple to whom we confided that Bill and I have
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an "open marriage."
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With them was their beautifully blond son, Brad, who at
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6'4" is an inch taller than Bill. Talented academically and
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athletically, Brad was awarded a two-year community-college
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basketball scholarship to begin this fall. I learned later he
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was a rare breed of another type - an 18 year old virgin.
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The day before they were to drive on to Key West on the
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narrow, 120-mile-long highway above the Atlantic, we boated,
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waterskiied, and swam in our lake. After a late evening
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backyard picnic, Darryl and Rita were exhausted, trudging off
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to bed at 10 p.m.
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Brad joined Bill and me for our nightly 2-mile jog
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through the neighborhood. At the outer edge of a street
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lamp's yellow glow a few blocks away, Brad told me my elastic
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headband was tearing and about to break; we stopped as I
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removed it. Bill didn't notice we'd dropped back until he was
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a block away and waited for us to catch up.
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Brad re-tied the elastic strands. As he replaced it, he
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accidentally brushed my cut-off tee shirt, feeling the
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softness of my breasts. His face reddened beneath the glare
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of the street lamp as he apologized, "Sorry, Ellen," as he
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stretched the band around my hair.
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As his fingers brushed my ears longer than necessary,
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arted across my bare midriff.
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I smiled appreciatively, biting my lower lip as I
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realized how handsome Brad was. He looked like the type of
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young man that every 12 year old boy would want to emulate,
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the perfect basketball star for a movie studio's central
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casting.
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We caught up with Bill, Brad running a little behind me,
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and me behind Bill.
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When we returned to the house, I noticed that Brad's
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manhood had swelled, curving up beneath his running shorts;
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His member seemed extraordinarily long, but I assumed this to
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be an illusion of the loose folds of the shorts. I think Brad
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saw me glance down at his hardness as I was saying good
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We went upstairs. As I walked from the shower behind
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Bill to our bedroom, I noticed Brad had left the door to his
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room open; Darryl and Rita were in the downstairs bedroom;
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Brad's room was next to ours.
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In bed, I whispered what I'd observed to Bill.
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He smiled, telling me he'd noticed Brad had a semi-
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erection that afternoon while watching me waterski or walk
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around in my string bikini. Bill added, "And I'm sure you're
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right about his length. I even think Tom's nine inches might
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be dwarfed by Darryl's and Rita's son. I'd assumed the reason
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Brad was running behind us was to admire your figure."
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Bill's a "watcher" who enjoys watching me engaging in
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other men or telling him about the occasional
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dates I have with Bill's permission. Although this had been
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Bill's idea at first, I now adore this arrangement. I
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sometimes feel a bit guilty when I consider that Bill hasn't
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once been with another woman since our marriage.
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Never one to miss an opportunity, Bill rose from bed
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quietly and opened our bedroom door. He returned to bed,
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dialed our own phone number, clicked the receiver-button down
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and waited for the telephone to ring. Of course, all one
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receives when doing this is a telephone company recording
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telling the caller that he's dialed his own number.
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Bill "answered" into the receiver, then murmured a few
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business-like remarks, concluding with, "Sure, I can come
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down to the warehouse." Hanging up, he explained with a wink,
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"My employees found some inventory problems. The comptroller
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says I should be at warehouse-supply while they finish up.
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I'll call you on our bedroom line before I come home at 7
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tomorrow morning to make sure I don't wake everyone else."
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Bill was perfect. Brad heard every word.
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Bill drove a block away, parked the car, quietly re-
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entered the house through the back door, and climbed the
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stairs with the grace of a cat to our room. Whispering his
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plan, he positioned himself behind the door to our walk-in
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closet.
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As he suggested, I let my nightgown puddle onto the
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pulled my transparent white negligee over my nudity
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and walked slowly past Brad's open door to the bath. I
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brushed my teeth, clanked around a few bottles to make sure
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Brad heard, then walked back down the hallway.
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When I was in front of Brad's door, I turned casually to
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the window, my back to Brad, to look out over the lake beyond
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our large oak tree. I glimpsed the window's glass reflection
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of Brad sitting up, watching me from his bed, and hoped he
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would find some reason to join me in the hallway.
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I waited less than a minute. Brad would later tell me
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that he was burning with passion as lay naked on his bed,
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staring through his door, his long, erect manhood pushing his
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sheets a foot toward the ceiling.
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I untied the ribbons at the neck of my transparent
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negligee, allowing it to fall open. The warm wind shuddered
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the leaves of the old oak tree beyond the window. I heard
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Brad's bed squeak, then a shuffle.
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He padded into the moonlit hallway, a large, bright red
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towel wrapped around his hips. Pretending he didn't know I'd
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been standing there, he apologized, "Oh, sorry, Ellen. I was
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just going to the bath." His engorged member was curving
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upward, pushing the crimson towel out an unbelieveable
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length, straight toward me!
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I turned, nervously, revealing my frontal nudity through
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n sheerness of the negligee.
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Brad stared down, whispering as his eyes surveyed my
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body, "What time is it?" His sexual tension was palpable.
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I whispered softly, "11:30. Beautiful view of the water
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from here isn't it?" My throat pulsated; I gulped, staring at
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the form of his large penis protruding beneath the towel.
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"Yes, everything's beautiful here."
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We whispered small talk, each pretending not to notice
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the other's nudity, yet fearfully aware of the other's
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forbidden excitation. I placed my hand on his warm, muscular
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shoulder as we looked out the window. Finally, his arm
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slithered softly around my waist, beneath my negligee. I
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exhaled, gasping at the electricity as his warm nakedness
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touched mine.
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And there we stood, talking in low voices about the
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moonlit scene, each knowing we shouldn't while pretending we
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weren't. Tremors rippled through our bodies. I stretched my
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arms along my side. I yawned, my fingers brushing his towel-
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covered manhood. The towel bounced wildly! Until then, I'd
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tried to convince myself that his apparent size was an
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illusion. Now I gasped in fear!
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I murmured, my voice quaking, "Sweet dreams, Brad. I'm
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going to bed." My throat was choked with desire. I kissed
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him, motherly-like, on a cheek, my bared breast brushing the
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smoothness of his shoulder. I was breathless as I walked
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bedroom, my knees trembling.
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He entered the bath, ran a couple of minutes of water,
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and padded softly back toward his room. He could see me
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laying on my side, nude, at the hallway's end through my open
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door.
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Brad lingered in the hall until deciding I was asleep.
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He walked to my door. Removing the flame-red towel, he
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draped it over a shoulder. He swallowed nervously as he
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surveyed my curves. His chest was heaving with fear of being
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caught and boyish excitement. His incredible hardness curved
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upward, bobbing in excitation. I'm sure he felt cleverly
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successful, sneaking this sight of my nudity as he leaned
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against the door.
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I don't often think about my looks, but I'm aware that
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my face and body are what others consider beautiful. I
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realized the effect this was having on this incredibly naive
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boy. Shuddering, I gazed through half-closed eyelids at his
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wide shoulders and the lengthy cock curving up from his thick
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patch of blond hair. As if tossing in my sleep, I stretched
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out my right leg, pushing my left knee toward him. I bent my
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left arm along my side to allow him the full view of my
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breasts and shaved mound.
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His jaw sagged. His eyes widened. He gazed upon my body
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shadowed in stripes by the moonlight spilling through the
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venetian blinds. His cock twitched. He pressed his hands
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the doorjam as if he were about to faint.
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I rolled to my back and whispered, my voice shaking,
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"Come IN, Brad."
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He was flustered at being discovered until realizing
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that my own passions throbbed with the erotic intensity of
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his own. He walked in softly, closing and locking the door.
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He sat alongside me, asking, "You don't mind?"
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Did I MIND! ME? In the unquenchable flames of throbbing
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passion? Oh, sure, I did. My body was beyond control, hell's
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fire coursing through my veins. I remembered a fleeting
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memory of my grandmother telling me when I was a young girl,
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how our family's gray-eyed ancestors were once believed to be
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witches; I knew that I could never be a witch; witches
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purportedly could control the supernatural. I couldn't even
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control my exploding desire!
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My full lips quivered as I looked upon the largest cock
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I'd ever seen, curving up like a Turkish sceptre from Brad's
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absolutely perfect body. How could a woman MIND if offered
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the opportunity to worship at the serpentine alter of this
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perfect temple for adultery, the greatest of all pleasures!
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Radiating with passion, I moaned, reaching for the
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magnificent instrument bobbing before me.
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My fingers didn't meet as my hand curved around its
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rubbery thickness. My face burned madly as I gazed upon the
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incredible manhood I was squeezing.
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body was now ablaze! I was wide-eyed in fear and
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passion. With trembling hands, I stroked his monstrous
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hardness. My quivering lips parted as he leaned to kiss me.
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He murmured, a tremor in his tight voice, "I've never
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been with a woman, and you're so beautiful," as if
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apologizing for his shaking, as evident as my own white-hot
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passion.
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I glanced to the closet door Bill had left ajar. I was
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unable to see my husband, but I knew he would now be feeling
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my own mad desire, pumping his hardened cock in the closet's
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darkness.
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I closed my eyes, relishing Brad's gentle hands
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exploring the soft curves of my body. My nipples tingled as
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his lips closed around a hard, reddened spike. Impassioned
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fear churned within my stomach. I gasped as his slippery
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tongue twisted and winded its way to my shaved mound.
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Thrusting my hips to his face, I grinded my softness
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against his mouth, my heart pounding a wanton drumbeat as his
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tongue twirled over my clitoris. I wailed at the thrills
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rippling through me like an electric current coursing across
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a thunder-laden sky. Tears of joy streaked along my cheeks.
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Clasping my thighs around his ears, I dug my heels into his
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back as fiery explosions blossomed within.
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I pulled him above me until his knees were straddling my
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breasts. He braced his arms against the headboard above me.
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his rubbery monster in my mouth. My head bobbed
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as my tongue glided along its length. Now, beyond lust, I was
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WORSHIPING this broad, purplish cock thrusting down my
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throat.
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His hips hammered his instrument into my mouth until my
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passion was unbearable. The bulging veins throbbed against
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the walls of my mouth.
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My voice muffled by his broad sword, I pleaded, "Mphhh!
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Please, Brad, I WANT you!" He pressed my back into the
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rustling warm folds of soft sheets. My full breasts rippled
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beneath his touch.
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Red coals of passion smoldered in my vagina. My hips
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gyrated expectantly. My long legs now opened, eagerly
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inviting the curving cock that was floating toward the lips
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of my vagina. But realizing the length and breadth of his
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manhood, I was whimpering with fright as it slowly invaded my
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cuntal folds.
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I cried! He was splitting me apart!
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Shocks rippled through my groin as he pressed on, my
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vaginal walls expanding incredibly. Yet I'd rather have died
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than have him stop now; I was loving every inch of this
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massive locomotive slowly puffing into my smoking tunnel.
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Brad was clearly aware of the difficulty, although I
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sobbed as much in pleasure as pain. Finally, he was as far
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into my gushing depths as he could push. His manhood was
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throbbing as he moved with me, ever slowly until I wailed.
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was riding me with a fury!
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I whimpered, "It so WONDERFUL!" My cunt was now burning
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in our forbidden fires, my pain disappearing, supplanted by
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pleasure. My long legs, toned by months of running and
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swimming, enveloped his smooth torso as my cunt rose to meet
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his steaming thrusts. My depths had never been so filled!
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Tears streaked across my cheeks like rivulets of rain on the
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windshield of a speeding car. My ankles locked around his
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strong back. My blinding passion mounted ever higher.
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In the stunning thrills of fucking Brad, I'd forgotten
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Bill; but as I thrashed my head side to side, I glimpsed my
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husband's nude form step from the closet to watch Brad's
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magnificent weapon invading my quivering cunt. Bill was
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transfixed by the awesome display of erotic abandon. Logic
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and will abandoned me; I was far too lost in this passionate
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hurricane to acknowledge my husband by smiling at him as I
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normally would while he pumped his engorged cock.
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Brad's eyes rolled as he plunged into my poised cunt. I
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opened my mouth widely as if this could expand my channel
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further to accept his final inches.
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As Bill stared, his jaw sagged. He was pumping his full
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length furiously as Brad and I pulsated with an inner
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radiance toward an impending explosion. My husband's eyes
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told me that his mind and Brad's were now one.
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rad's flames were now united with mine into a blazing
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inferno. Our eyes were glazed. We shuddered with each quaking
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thrust.
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The awesome orgasm was rushing toward us like an
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avalanche!
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Sobbing, I mewed, "Oh! FUCK me! Brad! FUCK me! FUCK ME-
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E-E-E!" My will was immersed beneath raging tides, coursing
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through my body. I screamed,"Oh, god HELP me, Brad! I LOVE
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you, Brad! I LOVE YOU!" I loved him, loved in adultery.
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Uniting in flesh that which was now in our minds and souls.
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The onrushing orgasm gathered force like a runaway tornado. I
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pulled him tighter with my legs, lurching my hips against
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his. He rammed his tool to the hilt, crushing my clitoris
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against the base. I screamed, "Oh JESUS! I FEEL it! You're in
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so FAR! I WANT you blasting within me!"
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And then, oh GOD, it HAPPENED! In a blinding flash, we
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were coming in thunderous waves, bursting in a super-nova of
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pleasure. I went wild with joy. His warm fluids burst within
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me.
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My mind was exploding in fiery fragments that spider-
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legged like a million falling stars across the evening skies.
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Brad lay across my breasts in the blissful after-glow of
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our adultery, our arms entertwined for an eternity of a
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half-minute until I remembered Bill.
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Bill had returned to the closet and closed the door.
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Because of my now unquenchable desire, my husband would have
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ain there until morning. Brad was mine - ALONE! - for
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that incredible night.
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Brad turned me to my knees, my hands braced on our
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headboard. His massive member was entering my vagina from the
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rear.
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I turned to stare, awed by his long cock. Watching the
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instument pushing deeply into my excitedly-lubricated cunt, I
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spread my knees ever wider, as the breadth of his penis
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filled me. I sobbed in pleasure, my hand tremoring as I
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caressed his length behind me.
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He slowly thrust into me until I was whimpering with
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pleasure, "I LOVE you, Brad! I LOVE you!" And then he was
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riding me wildly! I was screaming like a helpless victim on a
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runaway roller coaster, the yolks of my eyes rolling.
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I sucked in my breath at the stunning sensations. As he
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fucked into my depths, I stared back, my lips wide with
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wonder. I couldn't tear my vision from the magnificent cock
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that was skewering me! We shared a sigh.
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His manhood was growing even greater, expanding in the
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oncoming orgasm like gas in an overfilled baloon. I gasped!
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My clitoris fluttered as if to tell me we were to be coming
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together in a mind shattering finale! My back arched
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expectantly as my long nails dug into his hips behind me. I
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could feel every throbbing inch as he plunged through my
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madly enflamed walls.
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And then! We were exploding in rapture! Crying with wild
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abandon, I shuddered amid the earthquaking climax. His warm
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semen burst through my channel, the creamy fluid splattering
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my inner walls, washing over his cock, erupting like a
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volcano with no end to its molton flow of lava. A starburst
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of pleasure exploded within my body.
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He didn't stop there, nor did I want him to! Brad fucked
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me voraciously for hours in every imaginable position,
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becoming the first man to outlast my stamina. Until that
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night, I'd thought that I was insatiable.
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Finally, in the pre-dawn, I collapsed in complete
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gratification.
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Brad sneaked back into his room. He was still asleep
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when Darryl and Rita awakened at 10 a.m.
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And yet, the greatest surprise of their visit came just
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after breakfast. Rita and I had walked out to the boathouse
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for a conversation before they packed to leave. She smiled,
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"Thank you for what you did for Brad last night."
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I was shocked, unable to respond until Rita placed a
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gentle hand on my arm, and added, "No, I mean it. Brad has
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been completely engrossed in clubs, basketball, and school
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for the past 4 years. He was an almost perfect child, but
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Darryl and I were worried that he might be impotent, or even
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gay. We were hoping, since you and Bill lead this open-
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marriage type life, that this would happen; we'd talked about
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ks before our visit. Darryl and I went up to Brad's
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room about midnight, saw that he wasn't there, and then heard
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Brad's moaning from your bedroom."
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She smiled softly. "I have to admit that Darryl was
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leaning against the door for perhaps fifteen or twenty
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minutes. We heard you say to Brad that Bill was at the plant
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until morning." She sighed, wistfully, remembering the
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moment like it was her own. "We were absolutely thrilled and
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became ... well, very excited from all the passion pouring
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out of that room. We went back to our bedroom, absolutely
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floating on air, and fucked the night away!"
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Her eyes glinted with sexual excitement as she leaned
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forward and kissed me, full on the lips, saying, "So, I
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really mean it! THANK YOU!" As an afterthought, she added,
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"And I'll be sure to let Brad visit you alone during any
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school break ... if you WANT him. I won't tell him I know."
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She knew I wanted him. She KNEW I could still feel his
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throbbing manhood deep inside me!
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I laughed, uncontrollably, hugging Rita, feeling closer
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than I'd ever felt to her before. "I would absolutely love
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it, Rita! Just as I love you!"
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And I do love her. She has phoned to thank me on three
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occasions since; the only time she didn't mention this
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incident as I've described it was the one time her son was
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.
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Believing his parents don't know, Brad insists on
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visiting us at the end of the fall quarter because he "loves
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waterskiing in Florida." And, of course, he has his parents'
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enthusiastic approval. Rita says that she and Darryl often
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fantasize about Brad and me while they're in the privacy of
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their bedroom.
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The exquisite sin of adultery, you know, has after-
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shocks, affecting many lives other than just those who commit
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it. For Bill and me, and for those who have touched our
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lives, the results have been immeasurably gratifying.
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