<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Sbffff on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/sbffff/</link><description>Recent content in Sbffff on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/sbffff/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Poker Night</title><link>/stories/2006/09/29/poker-night/</link><pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2006/09/29/poker-night/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The following story contains mostly true details and a few exaggerations. I
leave it to you to figure out which parts are false and to fantasize about the
true events. Drop me an email (&lt;a href="mailto:rquean@hotmail.com"&gt;rquean@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;) and let me know what you
think of the story. Thanks, and may your rubber never rip and be forever
tight! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Over the past 2 years every third Friday of the month was card night for my
husband Sean and 3 of his closest friends. Because of this their female
companions and I became close friends and got together for a girls night the
same evenings. Heather (Jim&amp;rsquo;s wife), Rachel (Bruce&amp;rsquo;s steady), Alicia (Tony&amp;rsquo;s
wife) and myself (Rebecca) all enjoy rubber, bondage and of course good sex.
Indeed we frequently had get togethers and we all experienced getting laid by
each others partners while dressed in fabulous rubber.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>