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I came across some great advice

My dear Friend,

I know of no Medicine fit to diminish the violent natural Inclinations you mention; and if I did, I think I should not communicate it to you. Marriage is the proper Remedy. It is the most natural State of Man, and therefore the State in which you are most likely to find solid Happiness. Your Reasons against entering into it at present, appear to me not well-founded. The circumstantial Advantages you have in View by postponing it, are not only uncertain, but they are small in comparison with that of the Thing itself, the being married and settled. It is the Man and Woman united that make the compleat human Being. Separate, she wants his Force of Body and Strength of Reason; he, her Softness, Sensibility and acute Discernment. Together they are more likely to succeed in the World. A single Man has not nearly the Value he would have in that State of Union. He is an incomplete Animal. He resembles the odd Half of a Pair of Scissars. If you get a prudent healthy Wife, your Industry in your Profession, with her good Economy, will be a Fortune sufficient.

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But if you will not take this Counsel, and persist in thinking a Commerce with the Sex inevitable, then I repeat my former Advice, that in all your Amours you should prefer old Women to young ones. You call this a Paradox, and demand my Reasons. They are these:

i. Because as they have more Knowledge of the World and their Minds are better stor'd with Observations, their Conversation is more improving and more lastingly agreable.

2. Because when Women cease to be handsome, they study to be good. To maintain their Influence over Men, they supply the Diminution of Beauty by an Augmentation of Utility. They learn to do a 1000 Services small and great, and are the most tender and useful of all Friends when you are sick. Thus they continue amiable. And hence there is hardly such a thing to be found as an old Woman who is not a good Woman.

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3. Because there is no hazard of Children, which irregularly produc'd may be attended with much Inconvenience.

4. Because thro' more Experience, they are more prudent and discreet in conducting an Intrigue to prevent Suspicion. The Commerce with them is therefore safer with regard to your Reputation. And with regard to theirs, if the Affair should happen to be known, considerate People might be rather inclin'd to excuse an old Woman who would kindly take care of a young Man, form his Manners by her good Counsels, and prevent his ruining his Health and Fortune among mercenary Prostitutes.

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5. Because in every Animal that walks upright, the Deficiency of the Fluids that fill the Muscles appears first in the highest Part: The Face first grows lank and wrinkled; then the Neck; then the Breast and Arms; the lower Parts continuing to the last as plump as ever: So that covering all above with a Basket, and regarding2 only what is below the Girdle, it is impossible of two Women to know an old from a young one. And as in the dark all Cats are grey, the Pleasure of corporal Enjoyment with an old Woman is at least equal, and frequently superior, every Knack being by Practice capable of Improvement.

6. Because the Sin is less. The debauching a Virgin may be her Ruin, and make her for Life unhappy.

7. Because the Compunction is less. The having made a young Girl miserable may give you frequent bitter Reflections; none of which can attend the making an old Woman happy.

8thly and Lastly They are so grateful!!

Thus much for my Paradox. But still I advise you to marry directly; being sincerely Your affectionate Friend.

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Benjamin Franklin,
June 25, 1745

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Tied to the Table
by ProperlyHandled

When I got up this morning, it was a day like any other. I ended up writing until very late in the evening/morning about anticipation and how it was driving me crazy. I finally fell asleep around 4am, so I was working on sleeping in when I realized that I needed to go to the sales meeting at work. I'd already texted you to let you know you had an email waiting, and your response to the story was just Soon. No reason to talk about it anymore knowing that it always circles around to being patient, so I wish you a great day. I rush through my routine skipping steps as I go. After getting all of that anticipation out and down on paper, I feel like I can concentrate a little better. Unfortunately, I am running late and have a tough day ahead of me.

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During the sales meeting, I get your text about needing a ride from the shop. I'm looking for any excuse to get out of here early so I'm not mobbed by people who haven't seen me in months, and groped by some. I answer with sure and start to work my way out of the office. The meeting was very hard for me, and I can already feel my spirits lift with the thought of a little time with you. Once I arrive at the shop, I text you that I'm here and wait patiently. You let me know that it will just be a minute longer. Meanwhile, a series of texts start to come through.

Did you follow your usual routine this morning?

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Shit, no, not really. I text back Not Exactly.

Smooth?

Yes.

I might have to see for myself.

I text Not as smooth as yesterday. But I'm thinking that of course you would want to see for yourself on the one day in a month I choose to skip steps. I'm not dwelling on it, as I know how careful I was yesterday, so I'm still in pretty good shape. Unless you count the soaking wet panties I'm now sitting in. When I got dressed for work this morning, I dressed down as to not draw attention from an unwanted source, so I'm sort of wishing I had a little more lust inspiring outfit on. I doubt that it matters when the goal is to just take it off anyway. When you get in the car, it's pleasant conversation as if the texts never even happened. I take you over to pick up your rental and then we head to your house. I'm waiting outside for you to come get your stuff out of my car, when I see you standing at the door. The stuff can fucking wait, I jump out of the car and run up to you.

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When I come in, I set my stuff down and you appear to be cleaning up a little. I'm trying to figure out what you are doing as I take my jacket off. You start by telling me that you've been thinking about something for a while now, and I notice that you are clearing the dining table except for a large crystal vase filled with bright flowers. I'm pretty sure I know where this is going since we talked about it briefly when you were whispering in my ear one day, willing me to cum. You beckon me over to the table and stand close behind me while you begin to tell me what you have been thinking. Your big fucking cock, always making its presence known, is pressed up hard against my ass and I am already feeling a change in my own breathing.

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I wrap my hand around your neck and bring you in closer while your hands are wrapped around me in front. You slowly bend me over the head of the table. I watch the flowers disappear from my sight as my head gently comes to rest on the cold hard wooden table. I feel your hands run down my body spreading my legs to each respective table leg as you tell me that you want to tie each of my legs to the table legs. Taking a moment to measure to make sure that with my boots off the table will be at the right height. You smack my ass hard and my whole body jumps while I cry out a little and hit my head hard against the table. You ask me if this sounds good to me as you pull my pants down exposing my wet black lacy panties. I say a little thank you to the part of me that loves wearing sexy underwear even if the rest of me is more subdued and reply to you with yes, please.