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Oftentimes, when the new year rolls around people, plan resolutions. They decide to go to the gym more or eat better but it’s all for not if you ask me. Your future is already set. There isn’t anything you can do to change your fate. That’s why it’s easy for me to pretend to be a fortune teller.

I dress up in sexy, gypsy-like clothing with the little dangly charms like a belly dancer and even wrap a turban around my blonde hair. Then I set up shop in a cozy tent with candles flickering inside of the small space. A small table with a crystal ball in the center sets the stage but the real magic happens behind the table where I’ve piled colorful pillows.

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You like to watch me, don’t you? Not just when I’m getting FUCKED by other cocks but all the time. I can always feel your GAZE TRAVELING along with my figure whenever we’re in the same room. Taking in the way I move, the way I bend or stretch. You’re always watching me—my own personal voyeur.

Tonight, when I saw you sitting in your chair, reading a book and slowly sipping your whiskey, I knew just what to do. First, I acted as if I couldn’t feel the heavy weight of your eyes on my SKIN. Then, I slowly removed each article of clothing until I was bare for you.

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The old bookstore was one I had never been to before. Their website stated they housed a collection of rare first edition novels and even autographed books. Of course, I couldn’t afford anything inside, but I wanted to be with them for a little while. Just to look. It had just started to rain as I ducked under the awing and through the doorway. The musty smell of old paper tickled my nose, and I inhaled deeply.

My flirty little skirt sprinkled raindrops on the carpet, making me smile shyly at the older man behind the counter. He chuckled and shrugged, suggesting I not worry about it. It was just water, after all, he said.

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I’ve grown bored with my day-to-day routine. Wake up, get ready for the day, drop my son off at school, and then wait. I wait for school to be over; I wait for my husband to get home. Rinse and repeat. I’m just bored. And what’s a bored housewife to do? Get my real estate license! It shouldn’t be that hard to sell a house, right?

I mean, I’m a pretty girl, and I know how to give a home tour. So I drove to my local broker’s office and told him I was interested in going down this path and was hoping he could guide me. He gave me once over and stood up from his desk. “I have a showing in ten minutes; I’ll take you along. You can be my real sexy estate assistant.”

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My Human ATM knows his greedy Findom Goddess plays in the big leagues. He knows when he calls for edging and pegging, he has to PAY. He is my walking wallet and begs me to take it all. Sharing is caring I always say, and it starts with tributing your Goddess. (It’s kind of like tipping your waitress only I cost hundreds and hundreds of dollars an hour.) The more greedy I am the harder he gets off.

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My husband took our son trick or treating and told me to stay home and hand out the candy. I didn’t mind really, staying home sounded like a much better idea than going door to door in a dark neighborhood with screaming monsters racing by in every direction. So after propping a giant bowl of candy by the front door with a small sign that said, “Please take one,” I changed into my comfy PJ’s and plopped down on the couch to watch scary movies.

It’d been a few hours since they left when someone pounded on the front door—kind of annoying since the candy was already set out. I turned up the volume and tried to ignore the banging, but it wouldn’t stop. So finally, in a huff, I answered the door. Three black gentlemen stood on the front steps looking rather pleased with themselves.

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I woke up super wet and horny today. Reaching over to my bedstand to get my vibrator. Thankfully I thought to plug it in last night so I don’t have to worry about it needing to be plugged in and have to wait. After unplugging it I try to turn it on. However, it won’t turn on. I plug it back in and the light shows green meaning it’s charged. I try to turn it on again plugged in and not plugged in but it just won’t turn on.

Well, that just ruined my morning. I get up to get ready for the day. After showering and getting dressed I gather my purse, keys, phone, and lists I leave for the stores. I got all my shopping done I go to the adult store to replace my vibrator. So many choices with different colors, sizes, shapes, and features. After standing there forever I finally picked one out excited to get home to use it.

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Slumped over the bartop, I was mourning the loss of my latest relationship into half a bottle of cold merlot. My makeup was smeared from wiping my tears, and my lipstick stained the rim of the glass I was draining. When you sat down beside me, I didn’t lookup.

No point. You’d probably end up hurting me like the rest of the male race. I started thinking I should stick to dating women when you reached out and touched my chin. Turning my face to make me look up at yours. “Being heartbroken won’t last.” You smiled, but it annoyed me.

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Every time I undress, your eyes are glued to my ass. At first, I thought you just loved the round, fullness of my booty, but then I started to notice the way you’d touch my panties… not me. You always fingered the fabric first. So gentle with the lace, but you’d tug and stretch on the nylon.

I began to notice the way you’d moan when I wore silk. I should have caught on sooner. The way you’d pull my panties to the side instead of off should have been a big clue. Then there was that time you slid yourself between my panties and my pussy lips and came instantly. Why wear your boxer if you’re so obsessed with panties?

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A gaggle of my friends and I were out to dinner the other night. Four ladies and two men, both of them new little boy toys I’ve been playing with. One comes from a very wealthy family and has little care for the cost of things. The other man, however, is incredibly hard-working and pinches every penny possible. When the meal was finished, I could see the poorer men shifting as if nervous about how the bill would be divided.

I turned to each of them with a secret smile. “Let’s play card roulette. You both place your credit cards in the center of the table, and whoever’s card the waiter picks up will take care of the bill!” The girls clapped happily, and my little rich boy leaned to the side, pulled his card from his pocket, and tossed it to the center of the table.

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