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The first thing we did when arriving home was to jump in the shower. We both got online afterward and sent messages to our respective employers that we'd 'come down with something' over the weekend and would not be coming to work on Monday.
Ignoring the backpacks dripping in the hallway, we climbed into bed. I was already hard and Deb was already wet with anticipation. She lay back and I positioned myself between her legs, ready to enter her.
"I need someone to hold my legs up," she chuckled. "By the way, Neil-"
"Yeah?"
"Did you get contact details for Meg and Mac, or Scotty and Sarah? Phone numbers, email addresses?"
"No, didn't you?"
"No. I don't even know their last names."
"Probably just as well," I mused as I entered her.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Debbie and I would very much appreciate your rating. A positive rating, we hope.
Feel free to leave comments as well.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoFabulous writing! I'd love to know which parts are fact--from the interesting sexual adventures you two have had--and which parts were embellishment. You give hope that loving partners can transcend vanilla and really enjoy sex.
tkh3nkey2110almost 5 years agoA really great story. Well told and humorous. Isn't interesting how we are sometimes more apt to let our inhibitions down among strangers than we are among those we know and trust? A 4* rating. Great job!
tralan69erover 5 years agowith others is always the best. Who knows they might see the story and ….
Adam Rightmannabout 7 years agoThough it was only a few mile in Mt. Greylock state park, from the campgrounds to the summit and back.
Nicely written and very hot, I guess I have to check out the rest of your stories.
ShelleysGirlabout 7 years agoEnjoyed reading this. As a trail-hiker I usually stick to imagined sex, but there was one magic night at a small inn when ..... well, guess it's time I wrote that story!
