Swapping secretary

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Rhonda McGrath brushed her long red hair into a shining auburn wave and sighed deeply. She managed to smile at her reflection in the bathroom mirror even though she didn't feel like it. She looked like the perfect picture of a loving wife, dressed in a transparent blue nightgown, getting ready for bed with her handsome husband Bill. She didn't feel loving, though. She didn't even feel excited, knowing that Bill was waiting for her in their wide double-bed. She just felt bored… bored with her husband and bored with her nice, safe, suburban life.

She knew that she looked good. Her titties still thrust out, high and white and firmer than any other thirty-year-old housewife in the neighborhood. Her waist was trim and her asscheeks bounced provocatively when she walked. She still got whistles from truck drivers when she walked to the market to do the shopping. She was a beautiful woman and she knew it, but that didn't help any. She was still bored with her role as a housewife and bored with her husband, Bill.

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