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I am a thirty-three year old woman who married at twenty-five and lost my husband to cancer before I was twenty-seven. He left me very well off and I was always sure that every man I met after his death was out to get my money, even though I am sure people would classify me as good looking. We had no children and I wanted children and I expected to have them with the next man I married. I met a wonderful man whom I ended up marrying who is fifteen years older than I and very successful. We have just bought a place on the water about 100 miles from where we live and during the week we live in the city where my husband has his business and go to the new home on weekends.

I have made a number of friends in our new home and I love being out in the country. A few days ago, one of my new friends, Barbara, asked me if I had ever been to a certain hair salon and had my hair done by Ben, the owner of the salon. I have befriended Susan, Ben's wife and she is a beauty who seems very nice and also does hair at their shop. Barbara said it in such a way that I knew there was more to the story than her question and I asked her what she meant. She told me he was very good looking and had the biggest cock she had ever known of, on a man. When I asked how she knew this she said that when he is working on the hair, he continually rubs his crotch on her arm or her leg as he leans across her to do his job. He doesn't have to do this leaning but does it so that she can feel how big his monster is. Since I didn't know this woman that well I was surprised that she would be so candid but I couldn't help but want to know more. She told me that she had her hair ...

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