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This is a true story.

Yes, I know that one should practice safe sex and I’ll never do anything like this crazy again, but it was a spur of the moment thing and alcohol clouded my judgment. What can I say?

I am 27 years of age and I was married at 18. I’d never been with another man, until several months ago.

I am often teased about my red hair and a slight sprinkling of freckles and my 38-D tits.

At my place of employment we work different shifts. There are a lot of blacks working the swing shift, and I’ve become friends with some of them over the past couple of years.

One is an especially good friend. Jeff and I often joked and talked about sex. We’d kid each other about interracial sex and what our baby might look like. He was so black and I was so white neither of us could quite imagine what our child would look like. Yeah, I know this was a strange relationship, but I was attracted to Jeff and we kidded all the time like that.
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The Christmas season was fast approaching and that meant another Christmas work party. I had been looking forward to this for weeks as I wanted to show off my new husband, Tom. Tom and I had been married eight months ago, and while it was my second marriage, it was his first. My name is Jenny and I’m 39 years old, 5′ 7″ tall and I weigh 125 lbs give or take a few. I’ve never had children and have worked real hard to keep my body in shape. The five days a week at the gym had kept my 36-25-33 body very firm and I took great pride in the stares I received from men wherever I went.

I get along really well with the guys at work. I work as the Marketing Manager for a small firm and report to the VP of Marketing named Jeff. Jeff was a pretty nice guy who left me pretty much to my own devices when it came to getting my job done, and I really appreciated that. For the past few months, I had gotten quite friendly with a number of guys who like to flirt around. I’m getting quite good at the flirting game and didn’t see anything wrong with it since they all knew that it would never go anywhere. This week, however, the guys were getting a little bolder with their comments, asking me what color underwear I was wearing, or how much they wanted to see my tits and how they couldn’t wait to get me alone at the party. Of course, I just played along and told them there was only one way to find out about my panties and how much fun that would be, but unfortunately my husband would be coming to the party too. We all laughed and went on about our business.

Anyway, Tom had been in Europe on business for the last two weeks and was arriving home today, Saturday, the day of the big party. It was around 4 pm and I was lying in the tub surrounded by bubbles. I began thinking about being with my husband again and quite innocently let my hand trail down my body, over my full breasts, along my flat stomach and eventually between my legs. I wasn’t thinking about anything when my fingers found their way to my clit. I let out a little yelp as my fingers touched it and was more than a little embarrassed when I realized what I was doing. I quickly got out of the tub and toweled off. I wrapped my towel around my body and set to work with my make up. I knew I looked good and wanted to look my best for Tom.
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I run a small I.T company with about 15 full time staff and two part timers. It had been a good week for the company so I decided to shout everyone some drinks at the end of the day. We went to a local bar that was not far from the office and relaxed with a round of cocktails.

I knew most of the staff quite well except for Susan who was one of the part timers.

Since she was quite new and only worked a few hours per week I didn’t know that much about her except that she was married. She was quite attractive, about 30 years old with shoulder length dark hair, pert breasts and a fairly large round ass. Even though she usually dressed quite conservatively, she was confident with her body and flirted with the other guys in the office.
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My names Chris, im 23 years old and this is a story of what happened about a month ago. I work in a local Record shop, iv’e been there for a couple of years it’s not a ideal job but I enjoy it and it pays my bills. As it’s a small shop it never gets very busy so I work there fulltime with my boss and a guy that works there at weekends.

My boss is 42 years old and for the sake of this story i’m going call her Pam. Me and Pam get on really well, we have worked together for a good few years. Shes married with two sons. She been happily married now for 20 years and told me that her Husband was the only man she had been with all her life.

Let me explain Pam in abit more detail. She’s 5ft 3ish and still has a good figure for her age with good size boobs and shapley legs. We have a very open friendship and often talk about anything and everything, mainly our conversations end up on the subject of Sex, she has said in the past that she wished that she had tried sex with over people other than her husband and once she hinted that she had a fantasy of having Groupsex with a bunch of men at the same time.
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Spontaneous happenings are sometimes the best of life’s little diversions, and I love it when my sexual needs are satisfied in a spontaneous manner. This story is about one of those times when my military husband was deployed overseas and I had taken a job at a local store where some nice young college men were employed on a part time basis.

Our son was in college in another city so I was a home alone wife for a year, the year started of with boredom and developed into one of the best years of my life, well at least I enjoyed it very much. Throughout my married life I have had opportunities to cheat and my self-control sometimes seems to take a back seat to my sexual desires. Sometimes I ask myself if I am a normal woman.

Men are the ones who are characterized as having “wandering eyes” and tend to roam around and stray from time to time. Well I think women have those urges as well: they are just not thought of as being that way. For every man that cheats, there is a woman who helps him cheat so I guess other women have those urges as well as I do. Women tend to be less open about it and discuss it less with other women.

I had become friendly with a couple of the young black guys at work. We seemed to get along very well and they were attentive to me and I felt that they liked what they saw in this older wife and mom. I could see their eyes feasting on me from time to time, those subtle glances at my breast as we chatted and the looks as we passed each other. Sometimes at the breaks the guys would chat about girls and what they thought was sexy etc.
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I realized, after something that happened last week, that it’s never too late to spice up your love life. And that you can get into a rut in terms of how you view your wife, sexually. My wife, Cathy is 30 years old, about 5’3″, with light brown hair and blue eyes. She stands a firm 37-24-36 with a really cute baby face. She works as the local regional manager for a national bookstore chain, so she usually dresses and acts in a fairly conservative fashion. Last Friday she had to fill in for one of her managers who called in sick. Normally she works from 9-5, but since she was filling in for a retail position, she had to close the store.

The store is only 5 minutes away from our house, so when she didn’t arrive at home at 10:00 I became a little worried, because the strip mall closed at 9:00. I tried calling the store several times, but the phone was always busy. After calling the operator I found out the phone was off the hook. Well, upon hearing this I became rather nervous & decided to stop by the store to see if everything was alright. I got my wife’s spare set of keys to the stores and jumped into my car. When I got to the mall the parking lot was pretty empty except for my wife’s car and two others. I looked through the front window, but most of the lights were off except for the ones in the rear office. I checked the doors but they were locked so I started fumbling with Cathy’s keys. Fortunately, she only managed three stores, so it didn’t take long to get in. When I got inside I heard some muffled sounds coming from the back. Curious, I tiptoed back and was just about to walk into the office when I got the biggest surprise of my life!
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Joy was once gang banged by a group of her teachers when she was seventeen in high school in the principal’s office during school hours. She has no inhibitions about doing a guy or group of guys in public. In fact, having a group of people watching her suck cock or getting fucked turns her on. She especially likes the feeling of being a slut and being used like a sperm bank.

The following story is about an event that happened to my wife a number of years ago.

My wife, Joy, went to her company’s Christmas party dressed in a tight black skirt, a blue silk blouse, dark thigh-high stockings and 5″ black patent leather high-heeled pumps. The blue blouse was the type that wrapped around itself to cover her big 34C tits. She didn’t wear a bra or panties and because of the material and the cool temperature of the night, her nipples sticking out nearly poked out through the silk material.

At the Christmas party, the guys out numbered the women by a ratio of about five to one. Every time Joy would walk to the bar for a drink, the height of her heels made her tits bounce under her blouse. A lot of the guys at the party took notice of this every time she walked.

Finally, one guy from a party of six seated at a table went up to my wife and asked if she would like to dance. She willingly accepted his offer and soon the both of them were dancing to a slow song in a corner of the dance floor that was in the shadows. While my wife danced with her new friend, she made sure that her tits rubbed against his chest. The guy decided to take some liberties and cupped my wife’s left tit in his right hand. He could feel her hard nipple through the silk material of her blouse.
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It was great, this relationship. But, at times something seemed to be lacking.

Emma had been seeing Dwayne for some time. She wasn’t quite sure how long for when complacent, the simple things like time are ignored. It was an ordinary relationship, begun in passion and settled in comfort. But this is what they wanted. At least, neither complained about the routine, but that maybe due to not knowing better…

Emma made a friend at work, Michael. At first, they said hello politely. Then small conversations told who? what? and where? of each other’s lives. The friendship grew and so did the conversations. They talked about relationships, past and present. Philosophy, sports and the ugly hairdo of the secretary spanned the topics. Neither remembered the transition from polite coworkers to detailed confidants.

Inevitably, sex became the topic of choice. Each one expressed their desires and fantasies. They talked frankly about past lovers. Michael told stories of drunken hook ups and flagrent sexual encounters. He was experienced, about 30 lovers with folds-more hookups. He could not remember most of their names but could describe each of the acts in vivid detail. One, he said, liked it rough, so he gnawed on her tits, bit on her clit, and fucked her harder than a train wreck. Yet, she was not satisfied. The stories poured out of Michael to the thirsty Emma.
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I’d had my new job for about 5 weeks, so I was familiar with most of the guys at the office, but I was still trying to fit in. As an office manager for an accounting firm I was both in-charge of the office and yet still subordinate to the accountants. It’s a rather difficult line to walk and it’s always easier if everyone likes you. Most of the guys in the office are under 35 and unmarried, so it is no surprise that they like to party at the end of the day.

Being 42 and married for a little over a year to a cute 32 year old brunette…I preferred to go home in the evening.

We had just finished an office wide meeting and I was anxious to head out the door. It was my wife’s birthday and she was picking me up from the office. When my co-workers and I reached the lobby, a few of them whistled. My wife was standing there blushing, in a very short, sexy red dress that I had never seen before. She obviously had plans for dinner at a nice restaurant. Marcus, a young partner at the firm, said, “We always have a drink at the ‘Poison Apple’ after work…why don’t you two join us before heading off to dinner?”

Fool that I was, I said “How ’bout it, Linda?” In a way that made it clear she should say yes.

“OK…But just one drink, we have reservations in a little over an hour.” She was a trooper. She knew that I wanted to be ‘one of the guys’. Besides, one drink couldn’t hurt.
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I guess it really was all my fault. At the age of 30 I found myself running a five man insurance office in a town that I had just moved to. Six months in the secretary gave her notice and quit. My 25 year old wife, Ginger, happened to be a graduate of secretarial school so it seemed a natural fit, except for the company wide policy of not hiring relatives.

From the day I mentioned it to my wife until the day the old secretary left Ginger kept begging me to hire her. She too was in a new town, and with no friends her days were really long and boring, I at least, had some place to go. Her arguments made sense, and the extra money would be nice, so against my better judgment I hired her and told the men she was a single girl who had just moved to town.

Within two weeks each of the five men in my employ hit on her, and I could hardly blame them. Ginger was a blonde ex cheerleader who kept her shape, petite, nice tits and lean tapered legs. After dinner one night I finally asked her if she wanted me to intercede on her behalf and ask the men to stop it.

She looked at her feet for a few moments, cleared her throat, and whispered no. Then she looked me in the eyes and said actually she would like to go out with them, she was running out of excuses, I was either at work, or working at home, or sleeping, so we never went out, she wouldn’t go out alone, and hadn’t been to a restaurant or nightclub since we moved, and maybe once she went out with one or two of them, and they didn’t even get to first base, they would leave her alone. I was shocked, obviously it was something she had thought about, but once again her arguments made sense, and once again I bowed to her wishes.
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