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Granted I was not looking at your face that much but I know for a fact that it was you. He had described exactly what had happened to me three weeks earlier in a fetish club I had visited with my husband and girlfriend.
My girlfriend Tracey had decided to have some fun with me, and this guy had obviously witnessed the whole thing! Kevin had seen my face as the guy was talking to me and came over to ask if I was okay.
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As I said that Debbie returned and grabbed my arm and I went off to dance with the girls, putting it out of my mind. Bruce and Karen were good friends of ours and because we only lived two houses apart, we spent a lot of time with them.
Bruce was a little shorter than me, a bit thinner, and he had a dry sense of humor. He wore his brown hair cut short in a military-style hair cut and he never needed a shave, the perfect USMC poster boy if you know what I mean.
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You know as well as I do that some women will say things just to make their husbands happy, right? So we planned the entire evening while we cleaned up the garage and put everything away.
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Mary was the winner and so far had only lost her blouse. No one had any objections, so I grabbed the cards and dealt another hand. Joanne lost again, and since I dealt that hand I got to put the question to her. I live in a rural area, where there are mountains, rivers, ranches and farms. My house is an old ranch house on 20 acres. I live alone now, but at the time of my story, I had a boyfriend who lived with me.
One day about three years ago when I was working in my garden, and Patrick my boyfriend was working on his truck, a couple came by on horseback. It is common for people to pass through on horses around here. They live on a ranch that is about 12 miles away.
She introduced herself and her husband as Linda and Chuck. They were both around 30 at that time, but looked looked much closer to my age of Chuck is tall, nice looking, and quite muscular from working on his ranch. Linda is very pretty, with long blond hair, and a very trim figure.
They both looked very sensual, sitting astride their large, powerful horses. After talking for a couple minutes, I offered them something cool to drink. Patrick had come over from his truck and was deep in conversation with Chuck about motors, or whatever guys talk about when around their pickups.