High School Reunion Drinking Games 5th in the Golden Series
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After graduating from high school, life goes on. You’re an adult now. It’s no longer fun and games. Some people work, others go back to school and others get married. I did work and school. I went to a local community college and earned an Associates’ Degree.
After graduating from college, I began working full-time. I kept doing a few things I’d done since high school. One of those was reading. I always read whatever I could get my hands on. Newspapers, magazines, books. Then, I found out that I enjoyed reading erotic stories. That pastime has led to Lush Stories. I started out reading the stories. Then I finally gave in and tried my hand at writing a few. It turns out I really like it and I think I have a good enough imagination to create some good stories. Of course, I do mix in some truths now and again. Only a select few friends outside of Lush know that I write erotic stories.
I had been talking to a Lush friend regularly. Mostly a little teasing about our sex lives, if we would ever want to meet any of our friends and of course we’d talk about our days IRL. I had mentioned in one of our talks that my high school reunion was coming up. It was a few weeks away. We always had them on Black Friday. They seemed to think it would be easier this time of year. Lots of classmates returning home to visit relatives.
This year was a little different. It was at a local ski resort and being held both Friday and Saturday instead of just Friday. I decided to take an extended weekend, so I took off work on Friday as well. I grabbed a bag with a change of clothes and a few other necessities. I called a few classmates I still talked to regularly to meet up for dinner and drinks before the reunion.
I arrived early and checked into my room. I decided to check out the lodge and as I went, I said hello to a few people that I knew. After that, I headed to the ballroom for the reunion. I sat with some friends while we ate dinner and made small talk to pass the time. My new hobby of writing stories never came up. You need to be close to me to share everything in my life.
While I mingled around, a friend came up to me and we started catching up. He mentioned that an attractive woman was looking for me. She was about 5’6”, brunette with red highlights and a killer body in a tight red dress. He told me he didn’t think we graduated with her. He thought it might be my wife. No such luck, I thought to myself. I thanked him and said I would try to find her.
I decided to investigate a little bit. I walked around and mingled all the while keeping an eye out for my mystery woman. After about a half an hour of searching, I gave up and headed to the bar. I grabbed a drink and headed to the lobby where it was quiet and peaceful. I sat in a big chair facing the fireplace and looked outside the large bay window at the snow falling.
About 15 minutes later, I heard a woman at the front desk asking if I had checked in. I looked to see who it was but only saw a brunette with red highlights wearing a red dress. The manager said he wasn’t permitted to tell her if I had checked in. “Oh, ok. Thank you” she said. She had sounded rather disappointed she still hadn’t found me yet. She seemed familiar to me though. I just couldn't place her. I figured I’d take a chance to find out who my mystery stalker was.
She started to walk away when I spoke up. “Tessa? Is that you?”
“Bret, Oh my gosh. I’ve been looking everywhere for you. Nobody could tell me where you were” She exclaimed.
“You’ve been looking for me? Why? How did you know where I was?”
“Silly boy. You told me last week you were going to your class reunion at a ski resort near you” she explained.
” I know I did. But, why are you here?” I questioned
“Bret, can we go somewhere a little more private for a few minutes to talk? I’ll explain everything to you.”
“Sure, we can go to my room. It’s just one floor up,” I said. As we made our way to my room, Tessa grabbed my hand and we walked hand in hand to my room. Then, it dawned on me. Boy, was I an idiot. We got to my room and I reached out to put my keycard in the door when Tessa grabbed it from me and let herself in as I followed. I reached over to turn on the light as Tessa closed and locked the door. She grabbed my hand and pulled me into a kiss. It was so deep and passionate. Our tongues met as I backed her against the wall. Hands caressing every inch of each other’s body.
Tessa’s hands unbuckled my belt as my hands slowly slid her short dress up over her hips and slid her panties to the side as I slid a finger across her moistened pussy lips. Tessa had undone my pants and pulled out my cock, stroking into full erection. I lifted Tessa in the air, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. My cock slid smoothly into the moist, tight folds of her pussy as I pressed her back against the wall.
“Oh my. Yes,” Tessa moaned.
I pounded Tessa’s tight pussy as her blood-red nails dug deep into my back, her pussy began squeezing my cock.
“Harder Bret. Make me cum baby!” I slammed into Tessa even harder after she begged for it. “Oh fuck. I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” Tessa’s juices dripped all over my cock. I carried her to the bed and laid her down. My cock was still impaling her with pleasure. As I continued to fuck Tessa on the bed, I pulled her dress down over her tits so that it was bunched at the waist. My mouth went to her tits and I started sucking on those perky little nipples on those voluptuous breasts.
I felt my impending orgasm building in me. I looked at Tessa in her beautiful deep blue eyes and whispered: “Tessa, I’m going to cum soon.”
“Bret, please don’t stop. Please cum in me. Cum in my pussy!” she begged, and our mouths closed together tightly, and our tongues danced, and my cock shot rope after rope of my liquid love juice. Tessa teasingly bit my lip during my climax, gripping me even tighter in her arms and looked up at me with complete satisfaction.
As we laid there in our post-coital ecstasy, Tessa began nuzzling my neck with slow and deliberate kisses. I reciprocated with the same. I held her face as I kissed her lips. “Bret, that was as incredible as I had imagined it would be with you. I hope you’re not angry about me showing up to surprise you here. I just enjoyed our talks on Lush and felt I needed to meet you in person” Tessa explained, looking away from me like she was ashamed of what she did.
“Tessa. Look at me.” I put my hand on her chin and made her look at me. “How could I be angry with meeting a friend like you. I just wish you would have mentioned you wanted to meet?”
“I thought you wouldn’t agree to meet. I figured you were looking to hook-up with someone from your class” she confessed.
I reached over and took Tessa in my arms and hugged her tight. “No woman here compares to you” Tessa squeezed me aa little bit harder after I said that. She was grinning as she laid her head on my chest as she dozed off into sleep. I pulled the sheets over us as I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
I woke up in a dark room. Yet, somehow the snow had shone into the large bay window. There was a chill in the air. I got out of bed and walked over to the fireplace. In a matter of minutes, I had a fire roaring in the fireplace. I grabbed a mug and made myself a coffee. I sipped the warmth as the fire warmed the rest of the room as I looked at the snow falling to the ground.
I hadn’t heard Tessa stir in the bed. I thought she was out for at least a couple more hours. She walked up behind me. She had a blanket around her and wrapped her arms around me from the back.
“You’re up? I thought you’d be out for a while” I said.
“Yes, but I rolled over and you weren’t there beside me. It was lonely in bed without you, Bret. Besides, that fire you made looked inviting.”
“If you like the fire, check the falling snow outside,” I whispered.
“Oh my, that is beautiful. I have never seen such a sight. All the trees are covered with snow. Everything looks so peaceful and serene.” I pulled her around to the front of me and wrapped both of us in our blanket.
I started kissing the back of Tessa’s neck. She cocked her head to the side to give me more room to smother kisses all over her.
“Bret. Make love to me. Right here, right now, in front of the fire. It has always been a dream of it happening to me.” Tessa begged me.
“Girl, you must have read my mind. That’s what I had in mind. That’s what I was starting to do. I wanted to slowly seduce you with the fire and snow.”
“Oh, I didn’t. Seduce away,” she grinned.
I kissed Tessa’s lips ever so gently. She started to melt in my arms with that kiss. She wrapped her arms around my neck and jumped up, wrapping her legs around me as we fully embraced each other. I walked over in front of the fire and slowly lowered us to the fluffy throw rug in front of the mantle. I kissed Tessa as I lay her down on the rug. We were still embraced and covered in our blanket. My hand cradled her head as the other slowly teased Tessa ‘s body as it traveled down to the curve of her hips to her ass, which I gave a quick squeeze. Tessa’s moan acknowledged that she liked it, almost as much as the groan she let out.
My hand met her moist pussy lips. “Oh. Ohhhhhh. Don’t stop” I wasn’t planning on it, but I wanted my stiff cock in Tessa as much as she did. I heard the disappointment in her voice when I stopped, but it was replaced with excitement as I slipped my shaft into her velvet love tunnel. “Awe... Oh my, yes. Please. Please more. I want it all.”
We continued making love in front of the fire for hours till the sun rose and we were fast asleep in each other’s arms. I woke up to a knocking on the door. I looked around. Tessa was gone. “What the hell?” I said to myself as the door knocked again. “Ya, I’ll be right there,” I yelled.
“What do you want?” I yelled as I opened the door. Tessa was standing there in shock with a scared look on her face at my words. She was wearing just a robe from the room and holding coffee and Danish.
“I just ran to grab us some breakfast and didn’t grab your key card. I’m sorry. I’ll get my things and I’ll go. This was a mistake” she mumbled, walking past me to gather her things.
“Tessa, don’t go. Let me explain. Please?” She stood there looking at me, waiting for me to continue. “I was upset and thought you snuck out and left me without saying good-bye. I also thought you were my jackass friends trying to get me up to go to this stupid brunch this morning. “
“Brunch, you say. Maybe you could sweet talk me into forgiving you if you take me to brunch. I’d love to meet some of your friends” Tessa propositioned.
“Deal,” I said, as I took the coffee and Danish from her hands and set them down. I took her hand and closed the door. Then I pulled her into a kiss. “Now, let’s get dressed and head down to brunch.”
“Let’s make a late Arrival Bret. I have a better idea” Tessa dropped her robe and was wearing only stockings and high heels. She grabbed my hand and led me back to bed. Tessa climbed onto the bed and shook her ass at me while on all fours.
“You want it? It’s yours. All you gotta do is stake your claim to it,” Tessa teased. I got behind her and slid my cock over her pussy while I pulled her up by her hair
“I do want it,” I whispered in her ear as I kissed her neck and ran my fingers down her body causing her to shiver, especially once my finger snuck in her wet pussy.
“Ohhhhh yesssss!” Tessa cried out as I fingered her pussy. One finger, then two, and finally three before I bent down and stuck my tongue deep in her pussy. “Fuck me with that tongue Bret. Yes!” she cried out.
No sooner than she said that, Tessa buried her head in a pillow moaning incoherently as her juices flooded my face. I greedily lapped up her sweet honey that I could. While Tessa still had her head buried in her pillow, I buried my cock deep in her pussy with one swift motion. I also stuck my thumb teasingly in her tight little sphincter.
I grabbed Tessa by her brunette/red locks and pulled her up so I could wrap my arms around her body as my cock kept thrusting in her tight pussy. My lips were glued to the nape of her neck and my hands enveloped both of Tessa’s ample tits. She moaned again.
“Bret. Bret, please. Please make me cum again. I love the feel of your cock penetrating me just so. Nobody has ever fucked me as you have.”
Tessa’s breathing was becoming labored again. Another orgasm was approaching. With one hand on her neck, holding her up, my other hand rubbed her clit, stimulating her even more. Her next orgasm peaking yet again.
“That’s it Tessa baby. Cum. Cum for me. I want you to feel you squeeze my cock again with your sweet pussy. I want you to drain my cock. I’m close to cumming too.”
“Oh, fuck Bret! Yes. Cum. Cum in me. I’ll take whatever you give me. Just don’t stop fucking me, baby. Ohhhhhh... Bret, I’m cumming.”
Her pussy tightened and Tessa shuddered with another orgasm. My cock was covered in her cum. It was dripping onto the bed. Her pussy was so wet, I couldn’t hold back anymore. The combination of her cum and pussy squeezing my cock brought me to orgasm as I shot my cum in her.
“Oh, Tessa. I’m cumming. I’m cumming deep in you.” Tessa collapsed on the bed and I went with her. I was laying on top of her with my cock still buried in her. Both of us were trying to catch our breath. My cock was still throbbing inside Tessa, all the while her pussy kept squeezing it to make sure to get all my cum.
I finally pulled out of Tessa and she moaned in disappointment. I eased that disappointment as I took her in my arms and kissed her so softly and passionately. I looked Tessa in her eyes and whispered to her “I’m glad you didn’t leave this morning. That’s not how I’d like to say goodbye.”
“Who said anything about goodbye? I’m not ready to leave yet,” Tessa said.
“You’re not leaving me yet? I get you even longer?” I questioned
“If you’ll have me. Yes, I’m yours even longer.”
I kissed her again, “Yes, yes I do want you. Even longer than before. Let’s get dressed and grab a bite to eat. We’re going to need to restore some energy we used up this morning. Plus, the day is still young. We have lots of things to get into,” I said. “I’m going to head to my room for a change of clothes. It’s just the floor above. Can we meet in the lobby in say a half an hour?”
“Yes. That will be good Tessa. After that, maybe you should grab your bags and check out of your room.“ Tessa shot me a look that could have killed me. “Let me finish. After that, bring your bags up here and stay with me.”
Tessa looked at me again. This time with a shocked look on her face. “Really? Are you sure? We just met last night and now you want me to stay in your room? It’s a little fast, don’t you think?”
“Yes, I’m sure. I’ve never been surer about this. “
“Ok, Loverboy. I’ll grab my things and meet you back up here. then we’ll go to brunch.” Tessa grabbed a robe and made her way to her room. About a half-hour later, there was a knock on the door. I opened it up to a wonderful vision. Tessa was wearing a short white dress with a slit up the side, stockings and matching heels. Her hair was in a braid down her back.
“Wow. You look amazing. I don’t want to go downstairs now; I want to keep you all to myself."
“No, you don’t. Not yet anyway. We had a deal. Come with me. Show me off to your friends. I want to meet them. Let them be jealous. You clean up well yourself. Looking that handsome. You’re sure to turn a few heads too. Having me on your arm won’t hurt either.” She took me by the hand and led me to the door and paused before opening it. She turned around, looked me in the eyes and put her arms around me in a big hug. I looked back at her eyes and couldn’t resist myself and kissed her soft ruby red lips.
We made our way out towards the elevator. As it arrived, I told Tessa I forgot my wallet and ran to get it. The elevator door closed before Tessa could get out leaving her alone. I ran to the room and got back to the elevator door opening.
Tessa was still alone in the elevator when the door opened on the floor. Her eyes looked at me in shock and disbelief.
“What are you doing? Are you?? You can’t be serious? Can you?” Tessa stammered. Still in shock by seeing me on one knee holding a princess-cut diamond engagement ring.
“Yes, I am serious. Will you marry me, Tessa? Will you be my wife? I want you in my life more than I ever wanted anything before."
Tessa was so shocked that she hadn’t noticed the elevator doors closing. I stood up and stopped it before it closed completely. I looked at her and started getting a knot in my stomach, my mind wondered, like it always did. It was stupid. It was too soon. You’re going to scare her off I thought to myself. I’d never done anything this spontaneous before, but it felt right.
“Well? Tessa? You’re keeping me in suspense. Don't you want to marry me?” I asked her again.
“Bret…” Tessa started. I hit rock bottom in seconds. She was telling me no. Her head was hung low and she wouldn’t look me in the eyes.
“It’s ok. I understand. It wasn’t the right time. Too soon,” I said dejectedly
“Bret! No, don’t say another word. Let me finish, please. I can’t think of anything better than marrying you. YES! YES! My answer is yes. I’ll marry you.”
I looked at her, grinning ear to ear as I lifted her, spun her around and brought her down and kissed her like never. I pulled away and took her hand in mine and slid the ring on her finger.
“Bret, it’s beautiful. How did you know?”
“We’ll talk about it later. We need to celebrate now; Let’s go introduce my friends to my fiancée."
Epilogue
We had told each other of our hopes and dreams before that first weekend. We both had the same feelings for each other until I took the chance of a lifetime that paid off. We spent the rest of the next year meeting each other’s friends and family. Tessa and I were married a year to the day, the Friday after Thanksgiving. The reception was held in all places, the ski resort where we met. We’ll never forget that day and will always have a lot to be thankful for.
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The next reunion was only a few months away. Suzy was getting antsier by the week thinking about sharing a hotel room with my brother. She was his first pussy many years ago when he stayed with us for a while and she could hardly wait to find out how he’d matured. She’d seen him at family events of course, but there was never an opportunity to get their parts together. Bobby and I had kidded a bit about me teaching his wife how to fuck better. I’ll be damned if he didn’t arrange it. He’d...
The five of us, Tad, Tim, Ted and Joan and I were all grinning. Joan extricated herself from her three reunion classmates. She lay back splayed on the bed. Her body was flush. Her nipples jutted out from her red tits. Her cunt was leaking cum. She had a dreamy satiated look in her eyes. I climbed on the bed and pulled Joan's sticky body to me. We held each other gently and murmured words of everlasting love and lust. Tad, Ted and Tim got up slowly. They said they had to get back to their rooms....
Wife LoversA Night at the Reunion By Bill Hart Pete arrived fashionably late at the hotel, where the thirty-year reunion of his Forrester High School graduating class was being held. When he'd first received the notification in the mail, he hadn't been certain whether or not he'd wanted to attend. Quite obviously, his name had appeared among the many on the "We Found Them" list, but there was another name - this one listed among "Those Still Missing" - that had grabbed his full...
o’s High School ReunionHigh School reunions are often a source of surprises; the homely ?fat chick? turned into the gorgeous swan, the tough-guy, troublemaker, is now a cop, the science whiz is a shoe salesman. There are, i’m sure, similar surprises at every reunion, but can you imagine the girl known as ?The Ice Queen?, and voted most likely to be a virgin when she gets married, returning to her high school reunion as a sex slave; Hard to imagine? Well, i’ll try to describe how it went.i...
Author's Note: The characters in this story are fictional. Any use of actual names is purely accidental. Reunion Masquerade By MartiB "Oh come on. It will be fun! Besides, if you think my reunion is boring I promise we can leave. Wouldn't you like to meet some of those weird friends I've talked about?" This onslaught had started about fifteen minutes ago and showed no signs of letting up. I knew from experience that Paula would not relent until she had achieved victory. So,...
Back in high school my wife was a tomboy. Plain, flat, awkward, no make-up or fancy clothes. Tall, her legs too long for the rest of her body. Not the kind of girl who got any "boy action" in the 1970's. The one thing she had was basketball. Being 6 feet tall and very competitive she became captain of the team and an all area center. But lonely. No boy action. No homecoming dances, no proms, no making out with a boy in the backseat of the car at the drive in during a movie.He was the...
Wife LoversThe invitation read: Come and reminisce with the Class of 1985 S.R. Butler High School Saturday, August 20th, 2005 7:30 pm to 11:30 pm The Courtyard Huntsville Hotel 4804 University Drive N.W. Huntsville Alabama 1-256-837-4114 Now, I hadn't been real fond of high school back when I was going to high school, but I tossed the invitation onto the table as I left for work that day. I tried to put the invitation out of my mind and concentrate on my work. As a computer programmer, I need to be able...
HardcoreThe world seemed in never ending turmoil as the decade of the 60's drew to a close. Vietnam was an ongoing war and the peace movement was in full swing. Woodstock was fresh in everyone's memory having provided our generation with the hope that as we graduated high school we could actually affect change in a world of unchanging politicians and nineteenth-century morals our parents had grown up adhering to and tried to force on our generation.After receiving the diplomas we'd work twelve long...
I have to be honest, when I first received the, 'hold the date' notice for my twenty fifth high school reunion, I deleted the e-mail almost instantly. As a forty three year old mother and career woman, I had left my school days far behind me. My family and I lived just over one hundred miles away from the town in which I grew up and I rarely went back to visit, particularly since my parents retired to Florida a few years earlier. If fact, I had not even thought of my alma mater in ages.I know a...
Saturday, June 25, 1983 Intellectually I knew that my family’s meltdown was not my fault, but rather the fault of my insane brother and his equally culpable mother. I was as much a victim as anybody. Emotionally, I knew otherwise. They were all the same people as on my first trip through, only I was different. That made it my fault, ipso facto, ergo sum, quod erat demonstradum, etc. etc. etc. Intellect had nothing to do with it. Marilyn helped me. She simply couldn’t understand my family;...
I was a twenty nine year old beauty consultant from South London but a couple of years back I flew to LA and had my female reproductive parts removed and replaced with male reproductive parts because I didn’t feel or like having periods and the thought of getting pregnant, giving birth. It felt strange and hurt at first but I got used to it. My friends were supportive but my family didnt like it so they stopped speaking to me. I received an invitation through the post to a high school reunion...
This was the year of my fiftieth high school reunion. After receiving the invitation and giving it considerable thought, I decided to go. I had a lot of friends in high school; neighbors, team members, drama clubbers, etc., so, ordinarily, it would have been a no-brainer. However, three months ago, my wife passed, and I was still getting used to living by myself again. As I said, I gave it a lot of thought and ultimately concluded that this would probably be the last time I saw many of these...
Straight SexI was a twenty nine year old beauty consultant from South London but a couple of years back I flew to LA and had my female reproductive parts removed and replaced with male reproductive parts because I didn't feel or like having periods and the thought of getting pregnant, giving birth. It felt strange and hurt at first but I got used to it. My friends were supportive but my family didnt like it so they stopped speaking to me.I received an invitation through the post to a high school reunion at...
TransWhat If? By Karen J. Roush Prologue: What if life had been different? What if had been born a female rather than male? Or perhaps even more confusing what if I found myself female in certain situations with full female consciousness, awareness, and knowledge like I had been born and raised that way and had simply progressed to that point of my life yet fully aware of my maleness and male life? I got to thinking about...
Driving home from work was always a pleasure for Kevin. It meant that he had survived another day and lived to tell about it. Thus was the life of a police officer. His main objectives every morning was to be safe and to survive his shift, all the while doing his job to the best of his ability. It hadn’t been a busy day for him, two domestic violence calls, three traffic stops, one DUI, and one criminal trespass. All in all, it had been pretty easy for a Monday and he would be getting home on...
March, 2028My wife, Adriana was engrossed in her tablet when she looked up at me and said, “Honey, I just got an e-mail. My college graduating class is having a reunion next June. I’d like for us to go. Is that okay with you?”My name’s Matthew, my friends call me Matt. My wife, Adriana, and I were sitting in our living room watching TV. Well, I was, anyway. Apparently, Adriana was more into her tablet than the TV. I groaned at what she’d just said. Crowds and I don’t get along. I have this...
Wife LoversThe reunion…reloadedThis was the 50th Class reunion. Really the 50th anniversary of our graduation from high school…Unlike the 40th reunion (see that story)…my wife was in fine fettle and able to attend…had even ordered a VERY fetching little red dress …which she looked quite marvelous in…Being one to cover my bets…we left the house for the reunion quite early and arrived well before the appointed time. Still there were a fair number of classmates there…mostly gathered at the bar. I ordered my...
The Reunion By Mister Double-U Part I It was a bright sunny fall afternoon as Ryan and Ashley wandered through the flea market. It was a tradition on Sundays that they both enjoyed. They used to go for fun, to look for little knickknacks and old videos. Now, they went looking for baby items. Ashley was 5 months pregnant and very much showing. She waddled through the flea market feeling extremely self- conscious. Ryan held her hand and kissed it. She smiled and they...
All I could think of while in jail was getting hold of Mark and beating him till he was near death. As far as Amy was concerned, I had no idea what would happen between us. My first thought was to embarrass her to no end and then divorce her. The only problem was that I still loved her. Since Brent wouldn't take me to the airport I took a cab. He kept telling me how sorry Amy was and that I should talk to her, but I didn't want to listen to either of them. I told him to tell Amy to go to...
Brenda Powers received the invitation to her 13th high school reunion in the afternoon mail and was sitting in her kitchen pondering if she really wanted to go or not. For the umpteenth time that afternoon she looked at the date for the reunion and realized that there wasn't any reason for her not to go ... well only one reason really — that bitch Trisha Grant. Brenda wanted to see all of her old friends and dance and have a few drinks but if Trisha showed up she didn't know what would...
Highschool Reunion FunDuring our high school reunion a few years back in rural Montana I had one of the hottest nights of my life! It was a warm June night at one of our friends secluded cottages in the sticks just off the highway outside Kalispell. All 37 of our senior class was in attendance and I couldn’t wait to see old friends again!All of them knew by now that I was trans and had undergone my transition since attending college in San Francisco so no surprises there. What was a surprise...
A story written in a kind of ‘she thought and did/he thought and did’ fashion… alternating paragraphs. It starts slow but builds… hope you like it. The story… ***** He’s my best friend and has been since we were kids. He used to fix my bike and I’d help him deliver papers in the mornings. We went all the way through school and are still best friends ten years later. We’ve never gone out and we’ve neither been married and we’ve each had a lot of friends and a few lovers and we’re still...
Following the summer of '83 Eddie went away to college and I remained home on the farm and attended a local college taking up business. Throughout Eddie's four years of college we remained in contact and went out together on various holidays when he came home and also during the summer months. Regardless of what the future held, Eddie and I were glued for life. During those years I also met Tom and though we were not under any commitment to each other we went out together a lot and became...
Straight SexThe Reunion40th High School Reunion. My wife and I were both looking forward to the reunion. It was my high school reunion…but she wanted to meet the friends I had talked so much about.The day of the reunion, at noon time my wife got sick…so sick that it looked like we were not going anywhere except maybe the emergency room...After a two hour nap...and she never naps she was much better. Even ate some toast. Well she wasn’t in shape to go but I felt ok going without her.I arrive at the...
Thanks to my assortment of Editors, including Dragonsweb, Jacques Noir, RastaDevil, The Old Fart & WanderingScot and other advance readers that prefer to maintain deniability I really hadn't wanted to attend my ten year High School class reunion, but my fiancée Amber talked me into it. While I had stayed in pretty good contact with most of my old school friends and had visited home fairly often over the years, Amber had never met any of them and the timing of the reunion seemed ideal for...
The last time I'd seen Rachel it had been messy!Not in a relationship sense, but in a 'needing a tissue' sense!Twenty years later, she hadn't changed a bit. Well, just a slightly fuller figure, but just as sexy.I was at a school reunion back in the town where I used to live. In the intervening years, I'd married, divorced, and had three different jobs in the public sector.When our eyes met across the hotel bar, there was that moment of recognition, when, for a split second, a whole kaleidoscope...
Straight SexSaturday, May 28, 2005Heather couldn’t believe it had already been ten years. Ten years since she’d sat in one of those classrooms. Ten years since she’d heard Mrs. Wagner’s warbling voice. Ten years since she’d heard that bell ring for the last time. Ten years since she’d walked across that stage. Heather’s ten-year high school reunion was approaching rapidly, and she was surprised to find herself slightly nervous. In this case, “approaching rapidly” meant a matter of minutes—less than an...
TrueThe thing that struck her most was the passage of time. Driving through town on a warm summer afternoon, wondering if she knew this person or that person. That's when it hit her- it had been 15 years since she had cruised these streets, laughing and carrying on and doing all the things that teenagers do.Of course, back then she didn't have a car, and didn't have the perspective of college, work, the outside world. Still, it struck her just how long it had been since her school days.The reunion...