I will admit that I used to do this in the young days of marriage...run out during lunch hour be naked for 1/2 hour or so and then rush back to work....anyone else enjoy this?

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.

My friend that I see every so often and I used to live in the same city. I'd pick him up for lunch and we'd zoom over to his apartment, about five minutes away, three or four times a week.

Apparently one time when I had dropped him back off afterwards his boss, who was apparently a pretty cool guy, looked at my friend and said, "You know, you go to lunch, yet you always seem to come back both a little late and hungry. Come here and let me smell your fingers."

:mygod:

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"Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't, and believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, then let it, and if you have to wait for what you really want, take the time because nobody said that life would be easy. They just promised it would be worth it." ~ Unknown author

Mr. Lilith always used to come home for lunch

then we moved to far from his work

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The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there.~ Betty Grable

If I wanted your opinion, I'd remove the duct tape and ask you for it.~ Me
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One man's dream is another man's nightmare~~~~> §¤ Lilith ¤§
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==>Gone Shopping<== ~Just a Quickie~ *~A Celebration Vacation~* ~Surprises~ Sleeping With the Window Open
What Did You Do Today? Self Defense Class ~Short Sweet Snippets~ § Summer Spin § Story Challenge Submission Pajamas

There aint no way Lou n I could manage a quickie on our lunch breaks it takes over an hour to get to where she lives !

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FussyPucker

There are only 10 types of people in the world: Those who understand binary, and those who don't...

Sarcasm: It's not big and it's not clever...........but it's funny as fuck!

The Special One!

My hubby's old job used to allow him to come home and let us have our midday fix. But now with his new job he isnt allowed to leave campus.

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Happiness is Bunny Shaped

My Stories:One Hot July Allison's Seduction Olivia's Journey

Used to live close to work back in the sixties, but I only had a half hour for lunch and that really wasn't enough. At one time, though, I could call my wife and we could get a bit sexy on the phone. Trouble is they started randomly monitoring calls and so we had to quit that as well. These business' sure aren't much fun, are they?

You'd think that people so "bottom line" oriented wouldn't mind their employees also thinking about bottoms. Just no fun at all.

There IS a point, or maybe it's a fine line, that businesses need to remember, that happy employees, employees who perceive that they're cared about, will become MORE productive and *gasp* LOYAL. Even in education that's been widely forgotten. I think the 'grunt' workers are just seen as a buyable commodity these days.

My sophomore year I used to leave campus over my midday hour break and drive to my boyfriend's for some action every Tuesday/Thursday...once that semester was over I missed doing that a lot... But it was fun while it lasted!

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Though dreams can be deceiving, like faces are to hearts; they serve for sweet relieving when fantasy and reality lie too far apart.-Fiona Apple

Note to self: move closer to a major college campus.

We have both always worked too far from home.

Too far away for that but have found text messaging on our cells work for major teasing.... talk about phone sex..

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A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can trust utterly, who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults.

My wife works ina bank and over the yers has transferred to/from different branches. Whenever she worked closeby she would come home for lunch. If I had a day off and was home there were many a time we would have a nooner. Helped keep me sane as the kids got older and always were around.

We slip in a nooner whenever we can. He likes the 'naughtiness' of it. Sex in the middle of the day when you're supposed to be digging into your Tupperware!

Last nooner I had was via telephone! Does that count? *blink, blink*

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Minds are like parachutes. They only work when they are open.

~Thomas Dewar~

My nooners have all been on the phone or a chat program .. they have been real stress relievers too.... nooners have covered countries and continents at times... nothing like it... makes the afternoon.

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Life is intensely passionate