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Stories | 2016

Alcohol + De-stress sex = amazing

My job is an incredibly challenging one. I work in an incredibly shit school where the administration is useless, the kids don't care and parents are barely aware they have kids. I have been back at work for about a week now in addition to moving into a new place with my girlfriend. my girlfriend is a brunette with c cup perky tits, wide hips but a slim figure.

Over the course of the past week she has noticed that I have become more agitated and suggested that Saturday night (last week) we open a bottle of wine and just hang out like we used to when we were in school.

[M/F] The Shower - Part I: Three Reasons

I have exchanged dirty emails and such with her, but never shared anything publicly before. Please be kind, but feedback is appreciated.


Part I: Three Reasons

My job is getting the hot water flowing and making sure the temperature is ok for our entrance; hers is getting in first and taking care of the fine tuning. I’m not really sure how this arrangement started, especially since it’s her shower, but I know exactly why I stick with it.

The man I'll never have. [f]

I saw you around many times. We met eyes at work events, but I was never brave enough to say hello. I heard about you through co-workers and everyone was so impressed by you. You never spoke to me, and I assumed it was just professional boundaries; we were on different teams and we were technically in competition with one another. I had heard you were a former flame of your boss, and I could see why. She was pretty, and bubbly, and successful at our company – a woman to respect. I had always wondered what happened between you two, and how you could still work so closely with her.

Not over yet (affair, M/F, long)

The Woman was tall, muscular, willowy, and beautiful. From the first time we talked there was something between us. She looked at me intently and asked me questions, and I asked her questions back. (We always seem more interested in asking each other questions than answering them ourselves.) Husband and Wife were in the room, too, and oblivious to any sparks.

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