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Eight day date with frat guy [m/f]

This happened two weeks ago, I wasn't going to post this but a lot of people who PM me asked for the full story ... so here goes :)

Then and Now (group sex)

The beginning. My first wife of nine years passed away when she was only 39. We were married only nine years (no children) and the first five it was all about us. We were both in the military during a time when work hard play harder was the name of the game.

We had a mutual friend who was divorced and would hang out with us. I could tell he lusted after my wife and they would flirt alot. My wife was very fit with peircing blue eyes. One night after playing sofball and a few beers we ended up back at our place. We all showered and settled in for more drinks.

I didn't see a thing...

Its one of those days where you can feel the color. A crisp breeze stirs up a swirl of orange, red and brown leaves on the ground feet below my stand. The way the golden leaves pop against the clear blue sky is why I really hunt. Sure, the meat, the trophies, its all great, but the best part is being alone up in my stand watching and listening to the life around me.

[m]y memories of the best [f]wb I had

I have to say I’m a little disappointed with this sub as I was hoping that these would all be real stories. I can tell you that this was is 100% real. I’m not a novel writer so pardon the crappy writing quality. We went our separate ways 3 years ago but met 3 years earlier on a dating site. This site also had a “casual” section which I definitely explored and was my primary category to browse. I found Jen’s (no not her real name) profile and something didn’t fit. The profile was too “nice”. So trying to play off as a gentleman I asked her if she was lost lol.

She thought She Was Alone in the Woods

Its one of those days where you can feel the color. A crisp breeze stirs up a swirl of orange, red and brown leaves on the ground feet below my stand. The way the golden leaves pop against the clear blue sky is why I really hunt. Sure, the meat, the trophies, its all great, but the best part is being alone up in my stand watching and listening to the life around me. Its not the kind of life I am used to watching. Being an avid people watcher and a fan of life's odd events its refreshing to cut ties with human contact just for a few hours.

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