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Sitting at a table, drinking with her co-workers, Doreen pondered again the happenings of the last week and what had caused them. For over two years now Stan had been after her to add some spice to their sex life. She had refused outright, not that she didn't think that their sex life needed help, but at the time, she wouldn't even talk about what he wanted to do, let alone do it. First, he wanted to try swinging; next it was a threesome with another woman, and when she had laughed at that he'd said ok, then how about with another man. Lately, he had been suggesting that she have sex with another man while he watched. She couldn't seem to convey to him the idea that she was not some fucking slut willing to fuck just anybody just to satisfy his need for a spiced up sex life. However, that was then - this is now.

The change had started six months ago when she had started back to work following her daughter's starting to go to school a full day. About her third week on the job she was asked if she would like to stop with some co-workers for a drink after work and she had. It started as a once a week thing, then a couple of times a week and finally, almost every night. They sat and talked about the job, told jokes, danced to the jukebox and had a good time. By the end of the third month Doreen was accepted as one of the group - not that she had not been accepted before, but now she was one of 'them'. Before, the off color jokes were not told when she was around, the men did not flirt with her, and there was none of the good natured 'toucy-feely' on the dance floor. She smiled at that - in the last two months she'd had more cocks ...

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