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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

My first night at the ranch was an unforgettable experience. From the moment our eyes met, we were hooked. We tried so hard to fight it. But the feelings were undeniable. It was wrong but it felt so right. He was my divorce attorney. We met the day I walked into his office to hire him to represent me. We both knew that it was unethical for us to have an intimate relationship. But the passion between us was so much stronger than our willpower. One day I walked into his office to give him some paperwork. His paralegal wasn’t there, he was alone. He walked out of his office with a look in his eyes that I hadn’t seen before. I stood before him, papers in hand. He reached out his hand for them. But it was all over. We couldn’t fight it any longer. Before I knew it, we were wrapped in each other’s arms. He picked me up. Papers went flying. He laid me down on his glass desk. And we had wild passionate sex. The following weekend he invited me to his ranch. I entered the gate code, and it opened.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I always try to avoid my naughty professor’s wife. To be honest, she scares me. I can’t even look her in the eyes. I feel like she hates me. She gives me horrible looks. The other day I was in the restroom when she walked in. “Hello Rachel” she said with a condescending smirk. I wondered how she even knew my name. Trembling, all I could get out was “hi”. I turned to walk out as quickly as possible when she said “Not so fast”. I froze. “Look here you little slut, keep your eyes and paws off of my husband. He would never do anything with someone like you. So just stop fantasizing about it. Stop prancing around in your slutty little outfits. It’s so obvious that you’re just trying to get his attention. Poor little pathetic thing. He will never give you the time of day” she laughed as she walked out. I stood in shock as tears filled my eyes. Then anger took over. How dare she talk to me like that and make assumptions. She was so wrong. It wasn’t me. It was him. I can’t believe what a bitch she was to me.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As I sit here, penning these scandalous words to you, my heart races with anticipation. The forbidden fruit – a taste that’s oh so sweet, yet hides a poison that could destroy lives. And yet, we’re drawn to it, aren’t we? The thrill, the danger, the sheer erotic power of our illicit affair.

I know what you’re thinking. How could I, a mere stranger, tempt you to betray your vows, to risk everything for a tumble in the sheets with me? But it’s not just about the sex, is it? No, this is something deeper, darker, more primal. A connection that transcends the mundane routines of married life.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It was a beautiful spring in Telluride. Some friends and I had rented a condo for the weekend. We were doing some bar hopping. It was a beautiful crisp evening. The moon was full. The sky was full of stars. We were sitting in an elegant, sixties style nightclub, enjoying some live jazz music. When in walked the most debonair man. He was wearing the sexiest designer suit I’ve ever seen. It complimented his silver, wavy hair. I have such a weakness for older men. As he was scanning the room, he caught me staring. I blushed. It was too late to look away. He flashed a huge, flirtatious grin. Before I knew it, we had been talking for a couple of hours. I told him that my friends and I were staying in Mountain Village. He asked if I’d like him to ride up with me. He told me that he would love to take me for a nightcap. Then he wanted to make sure I made it safely to the condo. My friends weren’t ready to head up yet. I didn’t want to head up alone. And I felt safe with him. So we headed to the gondola.

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Rachel 1844-332-2639 Ext 457

Foot fetishes must be really common. Everyone tells me how cute my feet are. Guys always want to see what color of nail polish I’m wearing. Clients like to talk about sucking on my toes. They like me to rub my little feet all over their hard cocks until they cum all over them. Then they like to lick and suck all of their cum off of my feet.

Over the summer I did a few events as an assistant to an event planner. One night as the party was dwindling down, we were just waiting. We had to wait for everyone to leave before we could finish up. So I was just taking a break. I was sitting at a table in the back of the room. There was a couple sitting at the bar talking to their friends. The gentleman seemed bored. He was looking around the room. I obviously caught his eye because he did a double take. His whole demeanor changed. He ordered a drink. But he kept looking over at me. His wife was so distracted. She was deep in conversation with her friends. Then he headed towards me with two drinks.

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Roxy 844-332-2639 Ext 414

I have a very high profile client at the gentlemen’s club. Of course our clients get complete anonymity. We are never allowed to share a clients name. But you wouldn’t believe who it is! He’s very famous. The world would be shocked to know that he’s a member of a place like that. But he’s so hot! I have a huge crush on him. I think he has one on me as well. He gives me huge tips. I mean HUGE! He’s so classy. He wears the nicest black designer suits. Always with a white button up. Every time I see him walk into the club, my heart starts racing and my pussy starts pounding. I want him so badly. But I have to remain professional. These men come here because they want to have fun. They don’t want the dancers to catch feelings. Most of them are married men.

Last night he came in extra frisky. He sat and watched me dance for a couple of hours. He enjoyed a smoked old fashioned and a nice cigar. While he was undressing me with his eyes….

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I’m a married man Dr. Julie” he shamefully admits. He goes on to explain that he feels so guilty for having these desires and needs that she can’t fulfill. I explain to him that this is a safe place to express himself and get his needs met in a safe and healthy way. Lying to her seems wrong and really bothers him. I explain that if telling someone the truth about something is only going to hurt them and nothing good is going to come from it, then don’t. Doing so is only to make yourself feel better and is selfish at this point. We only live once, at least in these bodies. And life is short. We shouldn’t deny, or deprive ourselves. We deserve to be happy. We all have fantasies, fetishes, and desires. It’s natural. We can’t stop those thoughts. The harder we try, the stronger they are.

I tell him that this is where he can let go and know that everything we do, say, play, and pretend here stays here. This is therapy. You will be a happier, healthier person and husband because of it.

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Here it is lunchtime and my boss is keeping me late again. He knows I hate taking late lunches. I swear I think he does this on purpose to get my reaction. Women know how it is when we have the hungries, we get bitchy.

He is making me go to this stupid meeting. I am not in the mood for meetings. He wants attention because we know he is not getting it at home. His wife is such a prude. I wonder what happened to her to turn into such a person. What did he do, I wonder.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

It’s late and it was a long day. A day full of meetings makes the mind go a little crazy. I needed to unwind and get rid of the day. I got home took a hot shower, got in my comfy clothes, poured a glass of wine, and crawled in bed with a good book.

As I was getting settled in for the night, the calls started coming in. Seriously just 15 minutes to myself is that asking to much? I sat there listening with my eyes closed because I knew my boss would be furious for not answering. And there he was, calling me so desperately. I closed my eyes and just focused. Oh, we know what you want. Your thoughts are so vivid for her.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

As I woke for the day I felt this heat dwelling inside me and I needed it quenched, On the subway to work I noticed this handsome stranger staring at me. I knew what I had to do at the moment. I started flirting with him trying to lure him into me so we could exchange numbers. The subway was stopping and he finally walked over to me and handed me his number as he got off. I smiled and thought to myself foreplay for the mind begins.
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