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I was a cold spring day. I decided to leave the car at home and run some arrons with my bike. It was something healthy.
After beeing away for about 6 hours I was in an area where one of my work-mates lived. She was a young brunette, she had long legs and a round ass, small waist and small boobs.
I decided to give har a call. She was in maternity leave for almost half a year and it had been a long time since we last hanged out.
It was a lucky call. She was home and told me to visit her because she can't leave the house.
In 10 minutes I was at har door, she answered and told me to take a seat. She wanted to put the baby to sleep.
In another 20 minutes she was done.
We started to talk, I told her how anoied I was with the time, that I feld I had time for nothing.
She asked me and than offered to heat a meal. We both ate while catching up. I found out her husband left 3 months ago and she was really missing him. She went on telling me that it's hard all by herself with a little k**.
I tried to ecourage her, she smiled and said she really misses people our age.
We were interrupted by a knock in the door.
It was a package for her. I asked what it was and she said it was a toy for the k**. I wanted to see it but she refused. Before I could say anything, her husband called and she went next door to take the call.
Me, beeing curious, I opened the box. Inside it was a big brown rubber cock. With a cup. While I was checking it out she came in. She was horrified. I found out her dirty secret. I started to laugh and told her it's perfectly normal, she has nothing to worry about and that I washed my hands before I touched it.
She wanted to wash avay the shame, and started to excuse herself... she really misses the husband, she feels horny lately and now she was angry. She had some fights with her husbund lately.
I told her I can give a hand. She said no because it would be wrong, because she can't do that.
She was standing in front of me and was wearing a loose t-shirt and some yoga pants.
I got up and hugged her and told her that the secret is safe with me and if she needs to talk to someone she can always give me a call.
She than started to hug me back, telling me that she missed the touch of a guy, that she realy needed a hug. Than I proceded to tell her that she is awesome with what she's doing and she seems more cute than ever. She than hugged me even harder. I was getting harder and she could feel my hard-on.
She said nothing for a while and than she broke the hug. After looking at eatch other for a while we went back to the table.
By accident, she split some juice right in my lap. She apologised, said she was sorry and I told her I had to take a shower and she should wash my clothes and put them in the drier.
I went into she shower, and in a few minutes she came in to take the bucket and wash the kitchen floor.At first I tried to hide my cock but on a second thought I let her see it in all it's beauty.
She smiled a little and went back outside. A few minutes later she entered once more and told me to stay put because her baby woke up. She handed me a towel and off she went.
In about 10 minutes she was back. The baby was sleeping again. She layed on the sofa and said she could use a back massage. I offered my services and she agrred.
I started by rubbing her neck and than I asked her to tie her hair. Than I continued on her neck. She asked me to do har back too, but I said I had to take off her t-shirt first. She thought for a while and I offered to take it off. She agreed. I took some oit and started to rub her back and neck. I did her arms too. Than, I looked for a while at her. She told me to keep going because I do a good job.
I told her I need to take off her pants because I don't want to put oil on them. She agreed and all that was left was a pair of red bikini.
I was very excited. Before I took the shower, I could see a trace of boxers on her yoga pants.
I figured out that she changed her underwer while I was in the shower.
I than proceded to rub her legs, and back, and neck.
I took off my towel, and started to use my but naked body ass a massage device. I was rubbing my hard-on between her ass cheeks. She moaned that was the best massage she ever got. I stuck her ass a little bit up in the air and spreaded her leggs apart. She staied that way and I got back on top of her. Now I was rubbing my cock against her panty covered pussy. after a while I put the panties on one cheek and started to rub my cock against her pussy. She started to rub too. I than put the tip of my cock inside her pussy, bended over her, and wispered "I don't want to miss any spots" to witch se replied"me neither". Than, I continued to slide my cock inside her.
She was moaning every step, and said how much she missed the feeling of a cock inside her. Her words somehow got me even harder, and I starded to go in and out of her pussy. Faster and faster. She was enjoing it.
We than switched positions. She was laying with her face up and I was fucking her. we were looking in eatch other eyes and than she asked me to stop. we went back doggy stile. She started to moan harded and harder, her body started to shake and than she relaxed. Than she layed one side. Than we went back to doggy stile and I was about to cum. she Asked me to cum on her back. Than she layed on the bed for a while.
When she got up she was excited for the massage. She checked the drier and I had about 5 minutes util my clothes were ready.
I told her that it was awesome and she should really call instead of using a rubber cock.
She said she feels dirty and guilty, and that she'll think of it as only a massage and nothing more.
I asked her if she's still horny. She said no. I told her she has nothing to worry and that her secret is safe.
Next time when she feels tense, she should call.
I got back my clothes, and rode my bike home.

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XXIII. Strange geography. They really should teach more geography at school, that's what I'm thinking. I mean, I've got to get to New Mexico, but I'm not even sure where it is. In the Southwest, somewheres, which is good enough to say, if you're living two thousand miles away in New Jersey and have no intention of ever actually going there. I don't even know if it comes before or after Arizona. I'm in Oklahoma now, a really godawful place from what I can see of it, which isn't...

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Patchwork People XXIV Cactus Country

XXIV. Cactus country. The day was cool and clear. An auspicious day for new beginnings. The cloudless sky stretched tight, a blue tarpaulin snapped to the horizon. It was almost enough to give Marcia a feeling of hope. Between all the preparations, hastily made as they'd been, throwing together a pair of travel bags, gassing up the truck, collecting maps and whatnot, they were on the road a little later than they'd planned. Traveling south on I-640, traffic was still light but picked...

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Patchwork People XXV Whos Your Daddy

XXV. Who's your daddy? When they asked me at the hospital who my parents were, who my emergency contact was, I guess you can say that I kind of panicked. They were making it pretty clear they weren't going to let me out of here on my own, no way, so I had to come up with someone. Who could I finger for the honor? Mom was out of the question, at this point, and once Marcia found out that I'd lied and basically stolen her money, which I'm sure she must have realized by now, she wasn't...

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Patchwork People XXVI The great escape

XXVI. The great escape. One could imagine a thousand things going wrong, but there was no hitch at the hospital. Their quickly improvised charade worked like a charm. Walt's performance as Phoebe's concerned but understandably angry father was spot-on. Marcia, in her supporting role as distraught mom, hadn't had to act at all. There were the usual papers and forms to sign, a brief interview with a representative from the Chupadero police department and another with a representative...

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Patchwork People XXVII Just south of normal

XXVII. Just south of normal. For the next month, they very much resembled a real family. In the meantime, peace talks with Claire continued, though they were touch-and- go. Grace had gently offered to help mediate and Marcia gratefully accepted her offer. Grace was making progress, working her indelible magic, but it was magic in slow motion. In Claire, she'd met her match, a woman as resistant to miracles as they come. Marcia's ex was angry and would likely remain so, on some level,...

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Patchwork People XXVIII Departures

XXVIII. Departures. It was one of those mornings that seem unable to decide what it wants to be. Halfway to the airport, a fine rain blew up against the windshield of the pick-up. A few miles later, the sun unexpectedly broke out from a temporary gap in the impregnable line of gray clouds massed like battleships laying siege on the horizon It had finally been agreed that Phoebe would return to New Jersey and sign in to an outpatient rehab clinic. At the same time, she would take...

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Patchwork People XXIX When cows fly

XXIX. When cows fly. There are no cows outside the window at thirty thousand feet, no oil drills, no billboards, no fast food chain restaurants either. Nothing but space, space, and more space. You always expect to see things clearer on the way back from a journey. I'm not sure if anything is really different than it was before, but I do see it differently, and maybe that makes all the difference. We'll just have to wait and see. I'm not so mad anymore, I guess. That's one thing...

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Patchwork People XXX Book of Changes

XXX. Book of changes. One morning Marcia came into the Blue Cat and found Grace packing up the snow-globe collection. She carefully wrapped each plastic globe in newspaper before nesting it inside a box beside the others. "What happened? Did Mrs. Pritchard have second-thoughts about selling?" Marcia's eyes widened in disbelief. "Don't tell me you got a taker for the entire collection?" "Neither, I'm afraid," Grace said. Marcia began setting out that morning's baked selections....

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Patchwork People XXXI The wisdom of ghosts

XXXI. The wisdom of ghosts. Edgar Birdwell was an awful poet. There was just no two ways around it. It wasn't only that his language was stilted and clunky, antiquated even in his own day, or that his themes were self-censored, disguised in tortured euphemisms to the point of utter obscurity. He was simply a bad writer. There was a good reason he was self-published. Who else would? Birdwell had an ear with more tin in it than a can. Marcia's fantasy, ex- graduate student of...

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Patchwork People XXXII Welcome Home

XXXII. Welcome home. Autumn was now more than just a hint of wood-smoke in the nippy air of a summer evening. The trees had turned and the leaves were in free-fall. In the night sky, the constellations had subtly shifted position. The stars were sharper. The frogs and crickets had grown quieter. "Good evening ladies." Walt waved to them as he cruised passed the porch on the tandem. He was showing up all over town lately riding solo on that bicycle. He was becoming famous for it....

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Teamwork

Do you want to know a secret? I’m crazy about you. Of course I won’t actually say the words to you, but I’ll show you because it’s easier for me. Look at me. Look at my face when you smile at me, doesn’t it tell you everything that I won’t. Feel my fingertips on your arm as you drift into a sleep, they’ll continue to stroke you long after you’ve lost awareness and when I eventually fall asleep pressed up against your warmth, I’ll have a contented smile as I dream of you, as I dream that...

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Fireworks

Copyright© July 6 2005 She had been anticipating seeing the fireworks all day, and by 5pm, she was ready to go. She even took a shower without a reminder. Daddy shook his head, knowing that there was no convincing her that she did not have to be ready this early. After her shower, she dressed in a denim skirt and a top that tied behind her neck, the stretchy material snug across her accentuated breasts. Slipping into sandals, she asked daddy how she looked. "It looks like some little girl...

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