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It was only a twenty-third anniversary, but I was still hoping it would be special. Unfortunately, a last minute business conference threw a monkey wrench into it. I finished packing a bag for the next three days in Baltimore, and sat down to grab a quick bite before leaving.

"Marcie, I promise I'll make this up to you. Torrenson insisted that I attend this seminar. I looked over the agenda and didn't see anything especially important, but he is the boss."

"Don't worry about it, John. I'll get even when we go to Europe for the twenty-fifth. We can go someplace nice this weekend when you get back."

Marcie and I have been married since college, and have two daughters, Janet and Rachel, who are both in college. I started working for Beeman's International about ten years ago and was doing well. I put in a lot of hours and was required to travel quite a bit. Marcie didn't seem to mind and found ways to occupy her time while I was gone. Our marriage was good and our sex life was fine. Other than my demanding work schedule, I assumed everything in my life was fine. We socialized occasionally, usually at office functions, but sometimes with neighborhood friends. The girls were both fairly independent, and only relied on us for tuition and some expense money. Both of them were working while they were on campus.

After Marcie and I met, we started dating, and the transition to marriage was a natural thing. There was no whirlwind romance, or storybook episodes. It was all just matter of fact and sort of boring. While I was average in appearance, Marcie was fairly good looking. I was a little more than six foot and towered over Marcie, who was a good six inches shorter. She usually wore heels when we went out, to even things up. She had dark brown hair, which was just starting to get a few gray streaks. They made her look sophisticated. She jogged about three times a week to keep her weight down. Marcie was a fine looking woman and any man would be proud to have her.

"I'll call you when I get settled in and give you the room number. We will probably be busy most of the afternoon and evening. They have some things scheduled pretty late. I won't call tonight if it goes on too long."

"Don't worry John. I have plenty to keep me busy. The girls dropped off some laundry this weekend, and the new book club edition arrived yesterday. Don't fret about me. I'll see you Friday evening."

After a quick kiss, I was off to Baltimore. It was a three hour drive, because I usually took the back roads. I hate the Interstate. The meetings started after lunch, so I had plenty of time to get settled in. I called Marcie to let her know I arrived safely.

The irritating thing was that there was nothing new being presented. I read the agenda before coming, but I was still expecting more. I couldn't figure out why they would send me to a redundant conference.

I was really annoyed after the last session of the afternoon, when they announced that we were all going out for a special celebration dinner to a Ruth's Chris Steak House. Although there were two in Baltimore, they were taking us to the one in Philly, where we had a corporate acount.

It was raining when we arrived in Philadelphia. They had two special tables set up for the group, in a special meeting room. At the prices they charge, I am sure they didn't want a rowdy bunch annoying the paying customers. After we all ordered, I excused myself to go to the men's room.

The lighting thoughout the restaurant was subdued, but I was still able to make out my wife, Marcie, sitting at a secluded table with Bob Torrenson. She was dressed to the nines. It looked like she had even had her hair done. She only goes to the beauty shop on special occasions, two or three times a year. Then I remembered, tonight was special, because it was our wedding anniversary.

As I stood across the room, things became much clearer. Now I knew why I was making so many overnight business trips and seminars. I had no idea Marcie was that close to Bob Torrenson, especially since he was married. We had never socialized with Bob and his wife and I didn't even know when or how they were able to start up a relationship. At this point, it no longer mattered. Looks like our trip to Europe would never happen.

It was a nice restaurant and I didn't want to spoil anyone's meal so I decided to be discrete. I walked to the side of the room by the restroom hallway. From there I could see Marcie and also view the conference room. I thought for sure Marcie would turn her cell phone off under the circumstances, but she didn't.

"Hi honey, it's John. I tried the house phone but there was no answer."

Marcie was trying to use her cell phone without being obvious. That is hard to do in a crowded, expensive eating establishment.

"Sorry John. I am down in the basement and didn't hear the phone ring. I thought you weren't going to call. What is going on?"

Bob had a disgusted look on his face as Marcie tried to keep her voice down.

"Just wanted to let you know that I am on my way home. The conference ended early. I should be home in about an hour. See you soon."

"What? Hold on a minute, John. The washer is acting up."

Marcie quickly put her hand over the phone and was talking to Bob. You could tell there was a degree of urgency in the conversation, by her facial expression and hand gestures. Bob whipped out his phone and hit a speed dial in two seconds flat. Across the room, the conference director was answering his cell phone. The conversation between Bob and the party room was very short. A look of fear crossed Marcie's face as Bob relayed what he had just heard. She put the phone up to her mouth slowly.

"John, where are you?"

"I think you know the answer to that. You look nice in that black dress. It goes good with the pearls that I got you last Christmas. Don't bother coming back to the house tonight. I will be moving out tomorrow. By the way, happy anniversary."

"John, wait, we have to talk."

They always say that. That must be the stupidest expression a women who is caught cheating can make, but they always say it.

It was raining like hell when I walked out of the restaurant. My car was in Baltimore and I was stuck in Philly. I started walking towards the downtown area. In less than a minute, I was soaking wet. Somehow, I didn't care. I felt my phone ring several times but ignored it. Finally, I turned it off. I decided it might be more prudent to save the battery. I felt bad about missing out on the free Ruth's Chris steak until I came to the cheese steak shop. I was depressed, but that was the best steak sandwich I ever had.

I guess the easiest thing to do, would be to rent a car and drive home, but I didn't really want to go home. Home was a comfortable place and all my toys were there, but as hard as I tried, I couldn't convince myself that going there was necessary. From the steak shop it was only a short walk to the nearest bar. After six drafts, I was ready for bed.

I woke up in a sleazy room that I am sure usually rents by the hour. My suit was totally wiped out from the weather the night before. Three blocks away was the bus station. I got a razor with a tube of some sort of shaving cream out of the vending machine, and a few minutes later looked half way presentable. A pair of chino pants and a polo shirt came to less than twenty bucks at a shop closer to town. The Goodwill got my suit and white shirt. By that time, the banks were open.

I don't live in Philadelphia, but most of the banks and other companies I deal with have offices or headquarters there. I quickly closed out my checking and savings accounts. I even took the girls college fund money. The mortgage department in the bank was not happy when I told them I wanted to concede my home loan. What confused them was the fact that I had over sixty thousand dollars equity, and there was no need to let the house go back. They had to agree it was a good deal for them, so they let me sign the release forms. They also said I had to get my wife's signature. I smiled and told them it was their problem. I canceled my bank credit card after paying off the balance.

I had a nice bundle built up in my whole life insurance policies. The company agreed to mail the checks to my sister in Savannah. Fidelity Mutual Funds also agreed to mail the checks for my closed out account. My cell phone battery died, but I was able to borrow a phone from a friendly secretary to call work.

The head of my department at work was not happy about my leaving. After the counter-offers he made to keep me failed, he politely demanded to know the reason why I was going with such short notice. He was not pleased to hear that Bob Torrenson had been keeping me busy so that he could nail my wife. I explained that it was already done and he couldn't fix it. Before transferring me to the personnel office, he promised that Torrenson would be dealt with. Personnel was more than willing to mail my final checks for pay, profit sharing, sick leave, and accrued vacation pay to my sisters place. A sympathetic secretary was also willing to give me Bob Torrenson's home phone number.

I made two more phone calls to cancel two additional credit cards. An hour later, I was on the bus to Baltimore. I decided to pick up my car and get the few things I had in the hotel room.

It would take me a full day to get from Baltimore to Savannah. My sister, Grace, and I were close. I decided to explain everything to her and also let her know that I had some checks coming to her house. I turned the cell phone on so I could charge it in the car. There were several calls while it was under charge, but I didn't answer any of them. As soon as I got settled, I would get a new number.

That many hours on the road, gives a man a lot of time to think. I was at a complete loss as to what motivated Marcie to go with Bob Torrenson. I couldn't, for the life of me, figure out when it might have started or how. Was I somehow an active participant in what happened or was I completely passive? It appears that I came up short as a husband in some fashion. After a few hours, I decided that I didn't really care. I no longer felt the need to place blame or find fault. What was done was done and could not be undone. Time to move on.

I regretted not having my birth certificate, passport, and car title. I would make do, or figure out how to get them. I had my laptop and briefcase. I could live with the car charger for the cell phone, because I wouldn't be using it that much anyhow. My medical insurance was still in effect for ninety days but I wasn't planning on getting sick.

About an hour out of Baltimore, I called Bob Torrenson's wife. It seemed that Bob had been let go that morning, for unspecified reasons, or so he told his wife. She thanked me for explaining things to her in a little more detail, and promised further retribution, for her and for me. I felt it was the least he deserved. I called Grace and let her know I was coming.

"Welcome, my wayward brother." Grace was sitting on the front porch as I pulled up. "Your wife called twice, trying to run you down, but would not say why it was important, or why you might be coming to see your sister. I suspect you will be telling me now, or I will have to kick your butt."

There were four rockers on the porch and an ice chest, which I knew would hold some beer. Grace was older than I was, and a little smarter, or should I say wiser. I plopped myself down beside of her.

"From the expression on your face, I can only assume that it was something that you did not see coming?"

"Didn't see it coming and never expected it. Your little brother got blind-sided and needs some comforting words." Grace handed me a cold, long-neck along with a pathetic smile. The rockers were positioned just right so we could prop our feet on the porch railing and watch the traffic go by. Grace and her husband, Carson, bought the old brick, two story, twenty years ago. Luckily, Carson was pretty handy, because he had to replace half the wood in the lower structure. Termites are hell in damp coastal areas. It paid off for them, because it was now part of the Savannah Historical District.

"I am guessing infidelity. Am I right?"

"Yep."

"And who is the cheating bastard: Marcie or John?"

"Well I am too socially inept to ever even meet another woman so it must have been her." Grace thought on that for a moment. I wasn't trying to be cute, but I found it difficult to come right out and say my wife cheated on me.

"Gee John, that wasn't expected. I never thought that Marcie would do something like that. How did it all come about?"

"Don't know and don't care. It appears that she hooked up with my boss, and he started sending me out of town, on business trips, so they could be together. It was just dumb luck that I found out about it. I had no clue. I didn't discuss any of it with her. I just left."

"Is there a chance you might be wrong?"

"No. She lied to my face about it while it was happening. She was sitting in a restaurant with him while she told me on the phone, that she was at home doing laundry. I was thirty feet away, watching her. There was no mistake. Of course I never caught them in the sack or in a motel room, but I am pretty sure it happened at some time."

"I assume there will be no reconciliation?"

"It will never happen." We started a second bottle and said nothing for about ten minutes. This was the first time I acknowledged what had happened and I didn't feel good about it.

"Why don't you get cleaned up for supper? Carson will be home in a couple of minutes. You two can catch up on old times while I get some shrimp boiled. He doesn't know anything, so it is up to you if you want to tell him. I won't say anything, if you don't want me to do."

"Just tell him Grace. It is better not to keep something like this under the rug."

I stayed with Grace and Carson for two days. They had two sons, who were both married and on their own. Carson had put on a few pounds so he had lots of extra clothes to push off on me. I needed them. Grace agreed to hold the checks and any other mail that arrived, until I could get a forwarding address. I had no idea where I was going to end up. Marcie called once the next day, but Grace said she hadn't seen me. I asked Grace to call the girls, at college, after I left, and to explain the situation as best as she could. It was important that they knew that the tuition would be taken care of. I wasn't ready to face the girls myself. Before leaving town, I got a new cell phone number and picked up two pairs of comfortable shoes.

I hated the Interstate, so I ended up on old 301 headed South. The best thing about being in the area was the availability of Krystal for lunch and Waffle House for breakfast. What else could a man want? I slept in the car the first night, on a Wal-Mart parking lot, between two enormous RV's.

Other than the sliders, one of the nice things about Krystal is the free Wi-Fi. I really didn't have a desperate need to use the Internet, but it was nice knowing it was available, if I did need it.

I was driving along the St Johns River, somewhere around Palatka, when things changed for the better. It was mid-morning, and I stopped to refuel at a small gas station, dock, and restaurant combination. It was a ratty place about a hundred yards off the main road but visible from the bridge crossing the river. The parking lot was all gravel and the dock, which had seen better days, looked like it had once been a marina. The restaurant was a two-story building, half on the dock and half on land. It hadn't been painted in at least ten years. Across the street were three mobile homes, which were at least as old as the paint job on the restaurant. The gas station appeared to be set up for the benefit of boaters who happened to be cruising the waterway. The sign in front said: "Sadie's Catfish House." I worked all through high school at a Captain D's, so I felt a twang of nostalgia.

I stepped my way down toward the river, carefully. The place needed maintenance. Two boys in their early teens were sitting on the dock just looking at the water. Loud voices were coming from the back of the restaurant, one male and one female. I got the feeling the boys were there to avoid what was going on inside.

"Sounds like somebody is going at it pretty good in there." I was trying to be polite without being intrusive.

They both looked up at me. The oldest one cracked a smile: "Charlie showed up drunk for work again. Mom wants to fire him, but he is the only cook she can get. If he goes, she will have to shut down. She can't cook and wait tables at the same time."

"I assume you guys help out."

"The restaurant sells beer, so Josh and I can't work in the dining room until we are eighteen, by state law. We can help in the kitchen, but that doesn't help Mom too much."

About that time, Charlie fell out the back door of the kitchen. It was obvious from his unsuccessful attempts to get up, that he was drunk. "And don't even think about coming back, you bastard." That was my first contact with Loretta Fields, a Cajun woman, lost in Florida. She stood at the kitchen door with fire in her eyes. It was lucky for Charlie, that she didn't have anything in her hands, because she most surely would have thrown it at him. Loretta stood close to six feet, and was all muscle. The uniform she wore was not flattering and it was evident that she was not well-endowed. I don't normally look at ladies breasts, but the absence in this case was noticeable. I chided myself for being such a clod, and tried to put the childish observation out of my mind. She had auburn, shoulder length hair and sharp, cheekbones that emphasized her dark, brown eyes. The absence of makeup, added to her less than feminine appearance. She was a hard woman who definitely had a hard life. She stood akimbo, as Charlie made his way off the dock and across the parking lot.

"What the hell are you looking at?" She sounded as mad at me as she had been with Charlie.

"My name is John Wilson. I was looking for a job." I don't know what possessed me to say that. I wasn't looking for a job, but it seemed like the best thing to say at the time. Something about the whole conversation gave the two boys a giggle fit.

"Josh, Terry, get your butts inside and start getting ready for lunch.

There is nothing funny and I don't appreciate your attitude." As the boys scampered inside, the wicked witch of the South turned her attention back to me. "My name is Loretta. Do you have any restaurant experience at all?"

"Two years at Capt D's, in food prep and cooking. I don't know everything, but I can find my way around a kitchen." I cannot explain why I persisted in playing this game, but I found her intensity to be fascinating. I was sure it would grow old fast, but at the moment I was mesmerized.

My first day as a cook at Sadie's Catfish House, went fairly well. I messed up a few orders, but it was nothing serious. The boys were a big help, explaining the standard procedures and locating stuff for me. It was mostly a bread and fry operation. I was more familiar with batter-fried fish, but it was all pretty much the same. The biggest pain in the butt for me was cleaning the fryers after the lunch rush. I don't think they were cleaned in the past year. They had an oil filter system set up that was pretty simple to use, but still was messy. Loretta and I spent most of the afternoon prepping for supper. I got a quick lesson in making Cole Slaw, her way. She went over the entire menu to see if I had any questions. It was mostly catfish. Although nothing had been discussed, I got the feeling that she was going on the assumption that I was a permanent fixture. I was flattered and intrigued. I had time to kill and this was fun.

After the evening clean up, Loretta gave me a cold long-neck and we sat to talk.

"In case I forget, I want to thank you for helping me out of a bind today. I really appreciated you being here."

"No problem, for twenty dollars an hour, I am willing to do just about anything."

"Whoa, pony. Where the hell did the twenty-dollar figure come from?"

"Just trying to get a feeling of just how thankful you really were."

"Charlie got six bucks an hour. I don't have to, and I can't afford to pay that damn minimum wage. I can bump it up a little, but don't get greedy on me."

"Six is fine, Mrs. Fields. My big problem is a place to stay."

"The boys and I live in one of the trailers across the street. Mabel, the lady that owns the whole shebang here, lives in the big one. I rent the restaurant from her. Her son Clyde runs the gas station. He lives in the third trailer. There is a storage room upstairs, but no furniture or plumbing. You can use the toilet in the restaurant and I can let you shower in the trailer."

"And how much are these luxurious accommodations going to cost me?"

"How about free overtime. I pay you for a forty hour week and anything over that you do for free."

"Are you open everyday?"

"I close Mondays. It is my day at the beauty spa."

I found her humor to fit her personality. How could I not like this woman?

The first night in the storage room was rough. It was dusty, dirty, and the floor was hard. Beat the hell out of the Subaru though. The nice thing was that I had a full kitchen to cook my breakfast.

After a week, I was pretty well settled in. I called Grace and gave her the address. She had a half-dozen pieces of mail to send down, that I hoped held checks. The first Monday, I went into Palatka and opened a bank account and a safety deposit box. I finally got rid of all that cash I was carrying around. I took the boys with me and got some used furniture. They enjoyed helping and I enjoyed their company. Using Loretta's trailer to shower was uncomfortable for me. I felt as if I was imposing on her. With some PVC pipe and a little time I was able to put up an outside shower behind the restaurant. It looked like a cabana set up and worked out pretty good, as long as it wasn't too cold out. The boys helped me with the shower and even tried it out first.

Loretta's husband was killed on an off-shore drilling rig eight years ago. He stayed on the rig during a hurricane and things didn't go well. She got some insurance out of the deal and used it to get the restaurant started. Mabel and her seemed to get along fairly well.

Josh and Terry spent a lot of time with me. I guess they were looking for a father figure. My relationship with their mother remained strictly professional. There were a few times when I thought about her a little differently, but I didn't want to chance ruining a good thing.

It was time to check in with my daughters. Luckily they were both at Penn State, so I would only have to call once. I could tell by her voice that Rachel answered the phone.

"Hi. It's your dad. I just thought it was time to give you guys a call. Is Janet there too?"

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HAPPY ANNIVERSARYThe threesome was Lauren's idea. The horny little bitch confessed that she’d been wanting it for ages, but she didn't say anything until our fifth wedding anniversary was on the horizon. Don’t get me wrong, we've got a good marriage - both got good jobs, good income. And we have a good sex life. I mean, Lauren won my heart completely the very first time we ever went out. Instead of a coy goodnight kiss, she sucked me off to completion, took all my spunk in her mouth, and...

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Asain Flower On Her Anniversary

Just goes to show how once you've been made love to and fucked so hard you will always come back for more. My asian flower called me on Monday, and I know she had been out of town for the weekend with family, as soon as she got home she picked up the phone to tell me she was back. I know she didn't want to go on this trip with her family but had anticipated being at home by herself until I came over, but that didn't work out. I knew she would be horny as hell over the weekend, so I planted...

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First Anniversary

FIRST ANNIVERSARY By BobH. (c) 2003 "I love you, and I can't live without you." It's hard to believe it was a year ago today, twelve long months since you pressed your slender body against mine and kissed me goodbye at the door as you always did before I set off for work. As usual, I grumbled about how unfair it was that you got to work at home while I had to drag my ass downtown. This was a little ritual we had, and you took my complaints no more seriously than I did. It was...

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Lucias Slave The Anniversary

(The following story ought to be read in conjunction with the first one,  ) Lucia’s Slave  -  The AnniversaryLucia and I first met on 26. April 1986. This date is engraved deeply into my sub-conscience and is underlined red in my diaries since that day. – Every year, without fail, I had sent her red roses. Last year it was 23 roses and this year I will place 24 roses at her bedside for when she awakes in OUR house, at long last united. The first weeks of our togetherness were exactly that;...

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Anniversary

Their life had been like that of most other couples married five years: two children, a mortgaged house, good friends, some good times and some bad times. Their fourth anniversary had been a surprise, planned by him to make it special for her. She blessed it with tears of joy. She had planned and worked for months to make their fifth anniversary special for him. Her plan demanded physical as well as mental fitness. She was running and lifting weights at the gym. Watching her muscles ripple,...

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Happy Anniversary

July 9, 1992 is a day that changed their lives forever. At 4:30 PM on that hot and humid Florida day, Phil and Jeanne were married in the backyard of Phil's parents' house, next to the pool. They sometimes laugh about that day for several reasons. For one, they only decided and announced that they were getting married 3 days earlier and had made arrangements to stand before the Justice of the Peace at their county courthouse. Both of their families were not going to have that! They were gonna...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 4 ElyseChapter 44 Happy Anniversary

December 15, 1990, Chicago, Illinois “Happy fifth anniversary!” I said when Jessica, Kara, and I woke up on Saturday morning. “I can’t believe it’s been five years!” Jessica said. “I know, right?” I chuckled. “It seems like twenty, at least!” Both girls shrieked and immediately started hitting me with their pillows. I held my arms over my face and laughed until they finally gave up. “You can be such a MAN at times!” Kara said, though she was laughing. “And you say that it’s easy to get...

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Megan and her Anniversary

Megan was hot. She was Asian, nice size breasts and a tight waist and hips. She kept herself tanned all year. She also knew a lot of her job was looks and she kept herself looking great. She was smart. She worked as a partner at a large law firm. That is where she met Issac. They both started as Staff Attorneys. Both Megan and Issac rose quickly, both working together and interdependently. They dated for a year and got married. She had only been with one other guy before Issac and she planned...

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Silver Anniversary

As our 25th wedding anniversary approached, my wife Linda and I decided that we wanted to do something more-than-nominally special in celebration. A quarter-century of wedded bliss (and, when we stopped to ponder, we had to admit that, taken as a whole, ‘bliss’ was exactly the right word) had brought us four delightful children, and many good friends (although, to be perfectly candid, at least where the children were concerned, their ‘delightful-ness’ was not always right out front where it...

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A Bound Anniversary

I put my foot on the pedal and raced to the next set of lights, wondering if I will get through them without having to stop. The only evening I wanted to get home quicker and everything seemed to be against me. The traffic lights, the traffic and this bloody weather. This October was a dreary one. From year to year the weather was always changeable. Some years it was pleasant, with a distinct chill in the air as the autumn took hold, and other years like this, it seemed liked autumn was...

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Happy Anniversary

Tom put his keys down on the coffee table.   “I’m home!” he hollered.   Tom was glad the week was over.   It had been a crappy one.    All he wanted to do was kick off his shoes and relax in the recliner in front of the TV.   He planned to find some mind- numbing show to watch until he fell asleep, which wouldn’t be long.   “Hello?” he called again.   “In here,” Wendy called from the bedroom.    Tom started walking down the hallway then stopped suddenly as Wendy stepped out of their room.   Tom...

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Blue Anniversary

Cinderella was naked, aside from the apron. Her step-mother had tied it, having stripped her of the rags in which she had returned from the ball. Now the blond heroine, her bottom spanked red and her nipples pinched, was floor-scrubbing once more. Her laughing step-sisters swiped at her ripe posterior with wooden switches. On strode the Prince in leather breeches and a brocade shirt, seeking the glamorous slut who had fellated him so beautifully at the ball. His cock, when he sprung it, was...

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Fucking my friends wife on their anniversary

So, like most Saturday nights this summer, Anna came by my place tonight. But tonight was different in a most awesome way. She came over on her anniversary.As soon as I let her in, Anna left no doubt about her intentions. Without saying a word, she pressed her body up against me and kissed me on the mouth hard. I kissed her back, pushing her up against my door as my free hand wandered up the front of her shirt. She was braless and I took full advantage, savoring the soft feel of her tits in my...

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Chacha Chachi8217s 33rd Wedding Anniversary

Hello friends. This is Rohan. Presently I am in Lucknow. I am 28 years old. Here, this is my another sex experience. Four years ago, I got a chance to visit my chacha’s family. They are a happy family with a son and a daughter. Though I like married women but never had the same feeling for my chachi. When I visited chachi, she looked older. She was probably 53. By features, she is little fat and brown in complexion. Chachi said to me, “We are pleased to see you. You have become quite old.” I...

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Lacys Perfect Anniversary

Lacy's Perfect Anniversary By Lacy White It had been seven years since Lacy and Jan had consummated their relationship, I will be the first to admit the past seven years have been wonderful. Their first night together had been in Key West Florida; things could have not been any better. But that's only what I imagined; our times together are even more spectacular now as we are getting to spend more time together. But one never forgets their first time. It was November and...

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The Wedding Anniversary

Number 28 of a series of individual stories. The Wedding Anniversary by SONIA (Email [email protected] - Please send comments) Chapter 1 - The plans and a day at work My wonderful wife Sally Anne and I have had many adventures when I have dressed in lingerie or fully as a woman. I always let Sally Anne dictate how and when I dressed up. We had the next weekend planned to go away to a cottage with Kate and Karl who were our best friends, especially as Karl...

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Gender Role Reversal Happy Anniversary

I parked my car in the parking lot and entered the building where I worked. I smiled at the receptionist as I passed him to the elevator, pressing the button for my floor as I got in. Reaching my floor I got out and headed towards my desk, stopping to chat with a few colleagues along the way. Once I was at my desk. I took off my coat, put my handbag down, smoothed my skirt and then sat down. I then booted up my computer and as I waited for it to start up I checked to make sure that my...

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Mary And Marks Anniversary

September 20th was going to be a very special day for Mary and her husband Mark. It was their first wedding anniversary. It was fortunate that the day would come on a Sunday, as that would give Mary time to visit all the local malls so that she could decide on a gift that would both please and surprise him. This would be a hard job for her. Even though they had been married for nearly a year, she did not really know that much about what kind of gift he might like. It didn't really matter...

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Happy Anniversary

          Tom put his keys down on the coffee table.   “I’m home!” he hollered.   Tom was glad the week was over.   It had been a crappy one.    All he wanted to do was kick off his shoes and relax in the recliner in front of the TV.   He planned to find some mind- numbing show to watch until he fell asleep, which wouldn’t be long.   “Hello?” he called again.   “In here,” Wendy called from the bedroom.    Tom started walking down the hallway then stopped suddenly as Wendy...

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Hot Wife KatieChapter 16 Katiersquos Anniversary

The past year has been an incredible journey for the Jackson’s. Katie and Fred had more sex than ever. If they didn’t have time for a long fuck session she would quickly suck her husband’s prick until he squirted into her hot mouth. She had become addicted to his cum and couldn’t get enough as she lusted for the texture and taste of his manliness. However for the past few months Mrs. Katherine Jackson was depressed. She was shocked when she received her notice that she was being laid off...

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The Morning After My Wedding Anniversary

Note: This is a fictional account of an incestuous attraction that does not result in intercourse. Although unsuitable for a high school English class, it may be too tame for some of the readers here. When I woke up I got the shock of my life. I was lying naked in bed, next to my naked eighteen year old hung over. The last thing I could remember was sitting in a restaurant with my daughter drinking what was obviously too much for me. We had been "celebrating" if you can call it that, my...

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Happy Anniversary

Happy Anniversary! By Lisa Elizabeth Any resemblance of characters or situations to those of real persons or situations is purely coincidence. This is a work of fiction. I hope you enjoy it. Lisa Elizabeth ******************* We had been married for a few years now. We had the traditional church wedding. My wife was beautiful, complete in the full white dress with a long train and veil. 'A vision of loveliness' as they say. All the ooohhs and aahhs that were murmured made me...

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A Gangbang For Our Anniversary

She was excited as she sat on the passenger side of his SUV. He had opened the door for her, given her a bouquet of flowers and commented on her hair. That was three points for him already. She wasn’t sure which fancy restaurant he was taking her to. For once, it wasn’t her making the decision. Wherever he took her, she already planned to reward him with the best sex ever on this surprise first-anniversary date.So, when he said, “Christine?” she turned to him nervously and smiled, wanting to be...

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A Perfect Anniversary

Jude and I had been together since we were just children. His family moved in next to mine when we were just five years old. We met and became fast friends. Once in high school we realized that our friendship was turning into something quite more. Once when we were alone talking, he leaned over and kissed me and we became the most popular couple in our high school from that moment on. Since then we have never been apart. We graduated high school, lost our virginities to one another on that same...

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First Anniversary

I entered the dining room and I spotted a pair of your red silken panties draped across the back of kitchen chair. It was puzzling, you are so neat. When I grabbed for the delicious apparel it seemed to leap onto the floor leaving me staring quizzically. Taking two steps forward a flash of red darted just out of reach followed by the musical peal of your laughter from upstairs. A tiny red light aglow on the camera ball perched on top of the computer revealed the depth of your silly prank. I...

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A happier Anniversary

Introduction: Katie celebrates her anniversary a little differently His hand eased onto my leg just above the knee and slid slowly up the fishnet patterning of my stockings, onto the darker top, gently dragging the hem of my dress up, and a tingle of excitement surged through me as it settled onto the bare thigh above. I turned to look him in the eyes and a wicked grin spread across my face. I had sat apart from the happy couples in the pub, alone – at a table by myself contemplating the night...

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Six Month Anniversary

Earlier that morning, Ben had woken up feeling drowsy and cuddly, as he often did next to his girlfriend, Jessica. It was the morning of their 6-month anniversary, and he was getting more and more comfortable getting dirtier and dirtier. He had always had a thing for sex in public places. He wasn’t an exhibitionist, but there was something sexy about sneaking into a public bathroom or a dark corner of a library for a quickie. The week before, on the walk home from a hip hop club where they were...

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Happy anniversary

I was awoken this morning by the feeling of my blankets being pulled off of me. I knew it wasn’t my wife cause she had gone to work today. I open my eyes to see my hot stepdaughter, Sabrina dressed in white lingerie and white high heels, grab a hold of my dick in her hand with long bright red nails. “Good morning and happy anniversary Eric. ” said Sabrina as she started rubbing her hand up and down my stiffening shaft.Today is Sabrina’s Mom, Penny, and my 16th anniversary. When I met Penny,...

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Happy anniversary

I was awoken this morning by the feeling of my blankets being pulled off of me. I knew it wasn’t my wife cause she had gone to work today. I open my eyes to see my hot stepdaughter, Sabrina dressed in white lingerie and white high heels, grab a hold of my dick in her hand with long bright red nails. “Good morning and happy anniversary Eric. ” said Sabrina as she started rubbing her hand up and down my stiffening shaft.Today is Sabrina’s Mom, Penny, and my 16th anniversary. When I met Penny,...

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DADDYS MOMMYS ANNIVERSARY

A few weeks later was going to be my daddy's and mommy's anniversary, my sweet sister wanted to surprise daddy with a big family party at Mr Altan's club, we asked Mr Altan if we could use his room! he was very happy to lets us use his club private room, so mommy my sister and I asked Mr Altan to invite him to the club the following Saturday, while we wait in Mr Altan's room, after Mr Altan had a few drinks with daddy at his table, we went down to the club wearing the veil on our faces and...

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first anniversary

Today is Andrea and i first anniversary,so we go to a nice restaurant and then clubbing for a quick dance.After a few swings we sit down and George walk by with 4 black guys.I know George since 2 years a go,i do not like him cos he is a liar,once told me that he had fun with Andrea when we all work together.Andrea does not like being around George,she told me that he make her uncomfortable,so i am sure she would have not get even close to him,leaving alone have sex with him or whatever George...

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10th Anniversary

You wanted a whore, you got oneIt was our tenth anniversary. We had married young and we were the typical couple, two k**'s two cars, and a high ranch in a nicely kept development in the suburbs, thirty-five miles north of New York City. Greg was holding on to his middle management position at an investment-banking firm on Wall Street. My career came to a sudden end when the retailer I worked for as a buyer merged with another national retailer and my position was eliminated. So I put the k**s...

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Happy Anniversary

Unless you live in North America, it's probably Nov. 21, 2000 as I write this. What's so important about that, you ask? It's the first anniversary of the first (two) Roy Del Frink story being "published" on Fictionmania! So enjoy this little piece of work I battered out for the occasion. If somebody at FM would eventually add this pleasant diversion to their archive, I'd love that. HAPPY ANNIVERSARY! By Roy Del Frink All the ladies were gathered at the door with the cake. "Can you...

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Most Cherishable Anniversary

Hello friends, in my earlier post I’ve mentioned you about my aunts anniversary day and how we had a nice fucking session in the morning. This story is a sequel to what took place that following day. And also my apologies to the readers for delaying this post. After the session we had my aunt was feeling very relaxed and that was very clear from her face that she enjoyed her morning fuck. I was busy into my thoughts as what could be the most beautiful present for her on this very occasion....

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anniversary

It was their five years anniversary and he had planned a special surprise for her. The room was full of candles and so was they're bathroom, both rooms filled with the sweet scent of roses. The bath filled with hot water and soap and the bed made with new satin sheets. On the bed were laid out a few items he had chosen for her. When she came home he met her at the door and lifted her in his strong arms. "Happy anniversary", she chirped. "Happy anniversary darling", he whispered in her ear. He...

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Happy Anniversary

This is a true story that occurred in 1995. She called and asked if it would be possible to come by my office after work to print out some reports for your husband’s business, explaining the reports were on his laptop computer and he did not have a printer at home. I said it would not be a problem just let me know what day. “Tomorrow” you said, “if that is ok with you?”   “No problem,” I replied, “I will let my receptionist know you will be coming by in case I am not in when you get here.”...

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The Devils Pact SideStory Mark and Marys One Year Anniversary

Edited by Master Ken Note: This takes place between Chapter 49 and Chapter 50. Sunday, July 20th, 2014 – Mark Glassner – Hawaii "If everyone can please take their seats, we'll be landing in Honolulu in a few minutes," Lynda stated over Air Force One's intercom. "I guess we have to get up," I sighed to Mary. She pouted, "I don't want to." We lay in bed in the small cabin that nestled in the tail of Air Force One. We spent the bulk of the six hour flight in here making love and...

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Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 155 The Evening Before Our First Anniversary

Saturday, April 30, 2005 (Continued) Mom was preparing dinner in the kitchen. "Hi Mom. Do you know that Carol and I are going out tonight, with Julia and Ava? I think we are anyway; I need to check." "Yes, I've heard. This is just for the three of us." I started eating pieces of the ingredients. Mom didn't object, as she always cooks 'too much' (silly concept), as leftovers disappear from our fridge amazingly quickly. Mom asked, "Did you win?" "Yes. Much the same result as the...

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ShannonChapter 3 The Anniversary

"Hey honey, I'm home." I said as I tossed my jacket on the couch. "In the kitchen baby." Walking into the kitchen I went straight to the fridge and grabbed a beer. Shannon was at the sink preparing dinner and I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her and gave her a big hug and nuzzled her neck. Then I took the cold beer can and pressed it to her left nipple and watched pucker and harden. Even after almost two years I have still have not gotten used to the sight of my...

1 year ago
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Happpy Anniversary

“Happy anniversary!” he said as his wife of two years closed the door behind her. She threw her arms around her husband and kissed him gently. “Happy anniversary to you, too. You working out?” She asked as she eyed his white tank-top and red basketball shorts. He laughed and spun his wife in a full circle, kissing her again. “Nope, I just took a shower”. She spotted the bouquet of flowers on the table and rushed over to them, gathering them in her hands and bringing the fragrant bundle to her...

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