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The Wildman

Hi, my name is Michele. I'm in my mid forties, and a married mother of two. I'm not tall or skinny, but I'm not lazy either. I love hiking and camping and just being in nature. I always have. I don't know why, nor can I explain the sense of peace when I'm alone in the woods. Because of this I try to get a couple weekends per year to just go and relax in the woods at some remote place. This last year work was just too much so I couldn't get much time off until mid September. By then the weather was getting cooler at night but the days were still fairly warm. I was able to get a full week off, and with my family's blessing I drove up to the north woods in Wisconsin. It was mid afternoon before I found the trail in to the remote camp site I located on the map. I parked my car and headed in after collecting all my things. It was a two mile hike in before I found the site. The trail was overgrown and not much more than a six inch opening through the trees. Not ...
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My Sons Wife's Friend

I am visiting my son when you walk in the door. You are very beautiful and your body is amazing. I can't believe that I am looking at a girl your age and thinking about touching you. My son introduces us and tells me you are a friend of his wife and that you came over to swim in their pool. You go into the bathroom and return wearing a bikini and I can't take my eyes off of you. You look over at me and smile as you start out the back door to go to the pool. I finish talking with my son and get ready to leave. As I am walking out to my truck I stop and tell you how beautiful you are then get in my truck and go home. I get home that evening and I am getting ready to cook dinner when I hear someone knocking on the door. When I open the door you are standing there and you are still the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I ask if I can help you and you ask if you can come in and talk to me. I invite you in and ask if you have had dinner because I am getting ready to cook. You s...
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