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You will never get this letter Linda, partly because you don't deserve to know everything that happened, secondly, I don't want you to know everything. I want you to always wonder what happened that you don't know about. I'll write it here for the entire world to read, everyone but you. You were so wrong for all the things you did that isn't mentioned in this letter, the hidden bank accounts, the constant ordering from tv shopping and websites and way more but you know what you did!

From the first time I saw your husband on cam on Fb live I knew he was going to be mine. I sent some sexy photos to get him interested. Then we started talking on the phone. You would call while he was talking to me and you would continue to call but he always talked to me and made you wait. I lived 8 hours away so I had to figure out how to meet my man soon!

I befriended you on Fb live and I said all of the right things for you to invite me up to stay for a visit. You didn't even know that I had met him before meeting you surprise! I came up for a visit after we talked for several months, I had to meet him. I packed up and drove 8 hours to come see him. He told you he had to go to a friends house and he came to see me for the first time ever. I met you the next day. Linda, it was so romantic, he brought me stuffed animals and chocolate. Little Papa, my teddy bear, you remember him, I always had him with me in your apartment. It made me hot knowing your husband bought it for me and I was holding it right in front of you. I was so nervous to open the door when he knocked, I slowly opened the door and ran into his arms. I Knew that I was in love now that I saw him in person. All those electric feelings running thru my body. We held each other for the longest time, I had him come in, we talked for a bit and I excused myself and went to the ladies room and put on a sexy red piece of lingerie. He took me into his arms and kissed me oh so deep, it made me so wet. How long had it been since he kissed you like that Linda? He didn't want you anymore but didn't know how to get out of a 23 year marriage, 27 years together with all of your problems.

After a long foreplay session, he went down on me. My pussy was so wet and wanted him so bad that it was throbbing. He licked & sucked on my lips letting his tongue slide inside of my pussy. Then he started licking circles around my clit, then came the sucking on my clit that sent me thru the roof. I had to taste him right then so I pulled him up and had him lay back. I gave that man the best blowjob of his life, he tasted so good, I'd waited so long. He pulled me up and I straddled him letting his cock tease my pussy. Sliding down his cock and not letting him inside of me was driving us both crazy. I sat down suddenly when I felt the head at the entrance to my pussy and we both gasped. Oh my God he felt good inside of me. We made love twice that evening and it was so good. All those calls you made that went to voicemail he was balls deep inside of my pussy. He filled me so full of cum that it leaked out everywhere. I asked how long it had been since he had any sex and it had been about 3 years. (She was much older than him, 20 years older to be exact). I tried to get him off one more time just to make sure he was empty in case you, the old bag tried something. He left to go home that evening smelling like me, he didn't shower and we both smelled like sex. We were so happy, finally after all of this time talking on the phone and social media, we were finally together!

When we were talking online you said that you wished you had someone to help you clean and other household chores. That was my in You told me "well come on over and you can stay here" joking around. Surprise! I showed up the day after making love to your husband the evening before. So that was how you started taking advantage of me. All you had to do was sit and watch tv but you couldn't even do that without bitching at your husband about every little thing. I felt bad for him and knew that you did not deserve him. I was going to make sure he was mine and nothing was going to stop me. So I became friends with you both, we did everything together as friends and nothing was ever mentioned at first about your sex life. But we became closer and closer (Or should I say You became closer and closer to me).

You began to open up to me and tell me all your desires and your problems. You said that he hadn't been intimate with you for a couple years and that you needed that closeness but he never gave it to you. I filed that bit of info away to use later. I always told him most of what you said. Not everything because I needed some info to get him away from you.

He waited on you hand and foot, took care of your health problems & paid bills. It got to where you weren't even cooking, I was doing all the household duties but, I had the best end of the deal your husband. I was actually staying at your place when I came up to visit and was your best friend on the planet. Talking on the phone when I was back at my place 8 hours away, talking on social media. Keeping me posted on all of your needs, desires, wants things you wanted from him. Now you were telling me everything. I soaked it all up and used it to control and manipulate you.

Your husband and I was sneaking kisses or whatever we could get every time you went to the bathroom or left the room when I was there for visits (which became more and more frequent, and I stayed at their place every time). I remember nights he was rubbing your neck and I started complaining that my neck and head hurt too. You told him to rub my neck so maybe it would help my headache. You weren't going to get a neck massage from my man without me getting one too! He started rubbing my neck and you got up to go to the bathroom. We were kissing and he was playing with my tits until you came back into the room. Sometimes I would rub his cock making it hard thru his jeans.

On the nights you went to bed and left us up alone, you always left the door cracked. I think you were standing on the other side of the door listening to us, not that there was much to hear, except maybe moaning. Linda you would go to bed and I sucked your husbands cock every night and I mean Every night. He would drive me crazy playing with my tits. I Love my tits to be played with. It's one of the things that drives me crazy. I like my tits being played with more than I like to have my pussy eaten. If you hadn't been such a prude you might have found that out. I know, you think being "Bi" is nasty, you are so quick to judge when you haven't had sex in "a couple of years". Prude much?

I decided that I was going to move to where you lived, I wanted this man more than anything and I was going to have him. I got an apartment in the same building as you . One of the best times we had was on your 23rd anniversary. We took you to dinner for your anniversary and then went home. I went to my apartment and then came back like 5 minutes later and said that my window was stuck I asked if he would come over and try to open it do you remember this Linda? We went to my apartment and he went to the bedroom while I was locking the door. I grabbed him and kissed him so deeply rubbing his cock thru his pants. I dropped to my knees and started to unzip him, he said that there wasn't enough time. I just went down on his cock like a starving woman sucking, licking, stroking that cock and I made him cum in less than 5 minutes way less. You would never suck his cock so I'm making up for all the years you were a worthless wife. You are making it way to easy to take your husband away from you. When he went home I made sure there was a lot of cum around his zipper, enough for you to notice, and I hope you see it.

I hated sneaking around and having to watch him kiss you. The way you kiss 3 little pecks makes me ill. But I still hate it because it's affection that I wanted and would have. When he got home that evening you asked what that was, and it was a big wet cum spot. He said it was water from washing his hands and water splashing up from the sink. I wanted you to see it.

There were so many times I sat across from you while I had your husbands cum running out of my wet pussy and running down my ass. You hate the fact that now you know I could control you and now I control your husband, he controls me as well but that's not the point. You Couldn't control him. He does what I want when I want it. I have access to all his credit cards, I take care of everything he needs. It makes me hot to know that I have him now, controlling him and getting what I want, when I want it. Again, doing what was your job is so easy for me and it was so hard for you. You didn't want to be a wife Linda, you wanted an atm. But instead you got nothing and I got it all. When you left and wrote a letter saying you had everything you wanted, I not only took your man, but all of your stuff, and one of the most important items...your bed. I mean, we had fucked on it many times, but now it's mine.

I wanted you to know about us all along but because of your "health" (Ha you lying ass) we hid it from you but I knew I was going to be a homewrecker and I don't care who knows it! I planned the entire thing, and it went perfect.

Another time that is unforgettable is when he was sleeping one afternoon and you went to the dr. by yourself leaving me in your apartment with my man sleeping so close. He woke up and walked into the living room asking where you were, I pulled down his pajamas and started sucking his cock. He tasted so good, I was so hot thinking that you could walk in at any minute and see us. I wanted you to come home and catch us. If I had heard that key turn I would have just sucked that much harder pulling him deep into my throat while staring at her right in the eye. Fuck I wanted you to walk in and see me. The sooner you found out the better as far as I was concerned but we were both trying to take care of you. I love it that I have stolen your man and you are all alone. I get wet knowing that you will never have sex again and it's because of me! I love the fact that I controlled and manipulated you in every way, I would only tell you part of what he told me in private knowing that it would hurt you. And I told you some things that cut to the bone. I suppose it was ok that you had a boyfriend on the side, spent 1000's of dollars, and so many other nasty underhanded tricks.

You cried, I hugged you but inside my pussy was on fire and I was so happy that you were so miserable. I'm even happier now that he is all mine and you have no one. Karma is a bitch! I want you to know that we have sex every day, even after 2 years...when you left 2 years ago, he moved in with me and it's been amazing ever since. Thank you for giving me your husband now if you would just divorce him instead of refusing I could carry his last name and my life will be complete. We are so in love, he wants to marry me so bad but can't until the divorce.

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Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas! And welcome to another episode of Letters To Santa, the show where I read letters form viewers like you on the air. Now before I read this weeks letters, I've got some old business to address.  First is the investigation by the authorities about my workshop claiming that it was a sweatshop staffed by children working for little or no pay. Seriously? Staffed by children? I guess they've never seen elves before. Well anyway, that's been resolved. Santa only had to pay...

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Letters from Sky Part 10

Letters from Sky By Jan S Part 10 © 2008 by Jan S ____________________________________________________ Wednesday, May 7 (early afternoon) Hi-s, Marsh, Working hard? OK here's your break for the Sky Update. :)) But I don't really know what I can tell you about since just last night really. Well, the shoes I got today. OK, so, Ms Y. didn't tons of time this time, but I wound up...

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Anna and Ramone Ch 02

Hi guys, Thank you for reading the story and also for your feedback. I hope you enjoy the second chapter as well. T-Wnjk ********* Present Day ‘Anna? Anna?’ Ramone called looking concerned. ‘What?’ ‘You’re crying.’ ‘Oh,’ Anna said while wiping her tears. ‘Excuse me Ramone.’ Anna bolted to her bathroom and locked the door. Her heart was beating furiously and she rested her elbows on her sink with her head bowed down. She didn’t dare look at the mirror for fear of what she would see....

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Letters from Hobson Bend

LETTER FROM HOBSON BENDDear Shoeblossom:I've enjoyed the letters I've read, and I wanted to tell you of my unique relationship with my dominant wife, Beatrix, "Trix" for short.I am Doctor Lionel Lithgow, author of 20 books...University professor of physics... And president of the biggest quantum physics research facility in the Western Hemisphere...But at home I'm just a little  slave-bitch!I met Trixie when my old girlfriend, Ariadne, took me to a Renaissance faire.Most of the event was just...

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Anna and Ramone

I’d like to thank michchick98 for her help in editing my story. Any grammatical errors found in the story are purely mine. Present day Anna and Ramone were eating ice cream in her apartment whilst reminiscing of their time together. They’d been friends for 20 years now and although life had pushed them into different directions, they remained the best of friends. It was November and they were discussing their plans for Christmas. They’d both turned 30 in the course of the year and were...

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The Shiny LadiesChapter 12 Ramone

Kay spent a moment, considering what tact to take. "Tell me about Ramone Diaz." Monica blinked. "My fiance? We met in college. He is a resident at Chihuahua General Hospital." "He must be busy." "Very. He works eighteen to twenty hour days. The few days he has off he spends sleeping." "When did you last see him?" "I take the bus once a month to see him. I last saw him two weeks ago." "How do you think your new job will affect your relationship?" Monica shook her head. "I...

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Tenchi Muyo All Good ThingsChapter 18 Ahh Kiyone

"Ok," Kiyone was saying evenly, halting as she was passing through and under the Torii. "Now repeat it back to me." "No touching, no button pressing, no lever throwing." Mihoshi sighed, taking the final step up. "No cable disconnecting, no tying or untying for that matter." She continued after pausing beneath the Torii's arch, reciting in a sing song voice complete with rocking her head back and forth in time with the meter of her words. "And if I see anything in my way higher than...

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Letters from Sky Part 8

Letters from Sky By Jan S Part 8 © 2008 by Jan S ____________________________________________________ Sunday, May 4th (morning) Hi there, Marsh!! OK, I'm all rested up, had my Cheerios (Honeynut, course), and ready to tell you all about Kaezee. That's from her initials, but she spells it out like that but sometimes puts a capital Z in the middle, and she says the boy in her...

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A Fresh StartChapter 89 Letters To The Editor

We made a parents-only trip to Hougomont in mid-August and did pretty much everything we had talked about around the pool that night. We didn’t pack any underwear, we did pack some club dresses for Marilyn, and we did screw every way possible down there. I even went skinny-dipping with her one afternoon and then used the suntan lotion as lube for an assfuck on the beach. It was an excellent diversion before coming home and getting back to normal. Normal was rather... normal! We put Charlie...

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Letters from Sky Part 2

Letters from Sky By Jan S Part 2 © 2008 by Jan S ________________________________________________________ Wednesday, April 2nd (night) Hi!! That was all pretty lame, huh? But I couldn' say, "Hey, there's a bug on your shoulder," in an email, could I? Yeah, I know you don't really need custody things now you're eighteen -- just didn't think of it. And I'm glad we're...

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Family LettersChapter 140

Epilogue These letters were discovered by my cousin and me as we checked the archives after the death of my grandmother Sage. We knew a bit about the Poseidonat branch of the family. John did travel there once he became a citizen and his research led to some advances in ship hulls that saved many lives by preventing hull breaches from causing catastrophic decompression. I have to admit that I never knew just how active Willow and Erica were in the war. These letters got Vladimir and me...

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Boone The Early YearsChapter 07

The trip to San Francisco, California, goes at a faster pace than Boone likes because Peter, the trader, is pushing to get there and back home. Boone has little choice about matching Peter’s pace if he wants to get the extra money for hauling the goods. At camp on the night after the first full day Boone walks over to Peter and ask, “Is this the pace you’ll be keeping all the way to San Francisco and back to Arizona City?” Peter looks up at Boone from where he’s sitting as he says, “Only on...

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Boone The Early YearsChapter 03

After Boone sees everyone in the camp is properly set out for their first night in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, he goes over to the cooking fire for the Gray contingent, asks for both Olive and Nellie to walk with him, and he walks toward the horses. He stops short of the rope corral they’ve put up for the stock, turns to the two young ladies, and says, “A couple of weeks back your mother told me both of you want to be my wife and have insisted I’ll be your man for some years. Is that...

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Boone The Early YearsChapter 08

The trip of about five hundred miles to Santa Fe should take them about twelve to fourteen days to make the journey. After much talking on who’ll go Mary decides Nellie and Sam will accompany Boone and he’s to hire three or four of the Apache as scouts. After the decision is made preparations are made for the trip, the three family members will share the gold between them in their saddlebags, and the ladies will lead two pack-horses carrying their camping gear and food supplies. To ensure...

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Boone The Early YearsChapter 04

Bright and early on Monday July 1st, 1861 the doors to the barn are opened and the four wagons move out. Yesterday afternoon was spent cleaning up the barn and stables and now they’re leaving after several weeks of living there while getting ready to go west. Three of the wagons are fully loaded and the fourth is mostly loaded, they’ll finish loading it when they reach Columbus, Ohio, where they plan to buy a great deal of salt. Nellie is at the reins of the lead wagon pair with Heidi in...

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Boone The Early YearsChapter 05

When rolling into town mid-morning Boone has a stray thought of, Something must be wrong! This is a Tuesday, not a Monday. We never get anywhere except on a Monday. He’s amused by the thought. During the afternoon they talk while they unpack the wagons, and Boone says, “While in Council Bluffs I caught up on the news. There’s been a dozen or so battles between Army units in Missouri since April, hundreds of shootings and killings in Kansas, and militia attacking the people all over Kansas...

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PenPal Letters

PENPAL LETTERS BY JENNIFER SUE ************************************ LETTER #1 September 12, 199- Dear Susie; My name is Jennifer Sue. My Mommy told me to write you because we may share similar interests and might have a lot in common. For your sake... I hope that isn't true! I'm a very well-behaved twelve year old who is NEVER allowed to wear pants, not even shorts! Not only that, but every bit of my clothing is decorated with lace and/or ribbons. Mommy...

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Boone The Early YearsChapter 02

Following the talks in December 1859 Mary, Heidi, and Boone start their preparations to leave Virginia. Materials and things are bought and put aside, for now. The tensions and troubles increase with each passing month of 1860. Mary, Heidi, and Boone become more worried with each rise in the tensions between the two major political forces. Boone starts to build a wagon like his father made using his father’s drawings which Mary has. They don’t have a farm wagon so he builds two of the large...

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Letters from the Past Pt 02

*** He wrote no more about his life, he hadn’t even told me, ‘his wife,’ or ‘his children’ that he’d writing this letter. I only learned about this after his death, and our solicitor gave me a copy as instructed by him. So let me add my half penny’s worth to his story if I may, not about his earlier life, I wasn’t there for that. But considering the things you read in the paper, or hear on the news about abused children, I must say I was very impressed by the way he turned out. But what I...

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