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- Wife's High School Reunion
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Click hereMy story is about my wife and what happened at her high school reunion a few years ago in her words.
Well I guess timing in life is everything, my high school reunion was coming up and it just so happened that it came at a low point in my marriage. After almost ten years of marriage I was feeling kind of lonely and not very desirable. Our conversation seemed rare and mostly about our child, while sex had become infrequent and when we did have it, was very short and quick if you know what I mean. Despite this I was very much in love with my husband and never thought about anything drastic because I knew it was just a little rough spot all marriages go through.
I made plans to attend the reunion without my husband because I figured it would be much easier then getting a babysitter for our little one and then having him feeling out of place all night anyway. Besides I wanted to be able to hang with all my old girlfriends and talk about the old days.
Well that night came and I had brought a black dress that looked great on me. It was a little short a bit tight and had to be worn without a bra. After I put it on I thought maybe it was a little too sexy but figured what the hell. Well as expected my husband did not even notice, as he was too busy watching a ball game.
I arrived at the party and the first person I saw was on old ex named Joe, he had gained a little weight on his thin frame of years ago but still looked handsome. Joe and I had dated in freshman year and then again for a while in my junior year, he was a great guy but had been very quiet. I never slept with him and don't think I had gotten past a breast feel as he was pretty shy and I was not very aggressive in those days.
Well right away I realized he was quiet and shy no more as he came right over gave me a big hug and a peck on the lips. He couldn't stop looking at me and saying how great I looked and how pretty my dress was. Well the complement and the strong air conditioning had my nipples bursting through my dress and I felt a bit self-conscious about it. Well we chatted away and met many other friends but Joe never left my side for more then a moment. I guess you could say we were flirting with each other but it felt so good to have a man look at me like that. Every time I glanced at him I would catch him looking at me. After the last few months of getting no attention at home I was so happy that Joe was there.
The night flew by as talked and had dinner. After dinner he asked me to dance, we danced for quite a while and then a slow song came on and he held me close, well it was electric. I don't know what it was but I guess it was all the attention he gave me, feeling his body rub against my thin dress or the wine but all I know is that it felt great and I didn't want the night to end.
We danced a few more slow songs as the night went on and it got closer and closer, I guess you could say we were grinding each other pretty good. He never touched me in any forward way but I could feel his body against mine. After seven years of marriage this was the first man in many years that I had danced with like this other then my husband. Then the music stopped and the bands said good night and have a safe trip home. I walked back to the table thinking what a great night I had just had. Then Joe grabs my arm and says that a few people were going out for breakfast if I would like to join them, like an old married fool I said I wasn't hungry. But then he said well then lets just go for a ride or sit out side for a while and talk. Well I didn't want to be seen driving in his car so I said had to get home soon but we could talk in the parking lot for a while.
It seemed innocent enough and it pretty much started that way, we talked for almost an hour just leaning on his car when I started fussing with my high heels, which by now were killing my feet. He noticed and said we should sit in the car, at first I said oh it's late and I have to head home but he said just another few minutes.
Well I got in his big car and he asked me to put my feet on his lap, I just kind of sat there not knowing what to say and he said I am just going to rub them silly. Well I still didn't know what to say so I shifted and put my bare feet against his leg. As if all the attention he had given me was not enough now the guy was rubbing my sore feet for me, well as he did I noticed his eye wander a bit because my short skirt coupled with raised feet were giving him nice glimpses of my legs maybe even my panties. As we talked and he rubbed my feet I continually pulled at my skirt.
Well we chatted and I got more comfortable as he gave me a great foot massage, never going any higher then my ankles. Time flew and I started to get a little nervous as I looked at his clock and saw it was 3am. I was in a dark deserted parking lot with my high school boyfriend rubbing my feet, what the hell was I going to tell my husband I did from 1 to 3am. Well it was at that point that I told him I better get going. He politely said that he understood. As I tried shifting myself around and not totally show him my underwear he asked me for a good night kiss, I looked at him a little puzzled but he gave me these little puppy dog eyes and said please just one like in high school. Well I froze for a minute knowing I shouldn't but all I could think of was he had treated me like a princess all night long and never done anything out of line, how could I not give him a kiss.
Then my more naughty side thought, what the hell it would be totally hot to end this great night with a couple of wet tongue kisses and then a masturbation session at home. Well I nodded and we embraced and kissed. Wow it was wonderful, I don't know if it was the kiss or the sexual tension of the evening or the naughty feeling I got from knowing I was married and kissing another man. All I know is that it was hot one kiss that became two and three and we started nibbling on lips, sucking tongues and kissing necks. IT was great and I continued to let it happen making the mistake of thinking, "I am in control its just a little harmless make out session"
Well I would repeat that phrase more then one time on that night as the kissing continued and he slid me down slowly until we were lying next to each other. When he started to rub my breasts through my dress I was going to stop him but said o my self, "I am in control its just a little harmless make out session"! I said the same thing when he worked his pelvis into mine, and then again when he slid my top down a little to gain access to my nipples. Well by the time he did that I was on fire and I was no longer concerned with just making out. He started to suck and tease my nipples as our bodies grinded against each other, then I felt his hands slide up my dress, I paused for a moment, trying to compose myself to stop him as his hand slipped under my panty. I held his arm like I was going to pull it out but didn't. IT felt too good to hot as he slid his finger inside me. My mind was miles away from thinking of my husband or my child animal lust had taken over. I instinctively grabbed his crotch and started to massage his now rock hard penis. We did this for what seemed like a very long time, he would finger me then rub my clit and then finger me again. Doing each just enough to get me close to orgasm but not letting me cum.
It was at one of those times that I just couldn't take it anymore, I reached down and pulled my panties off, he smiled at me gave me another long kiss as he pulled his pants down. Well within an instant his cock was sliding into me as I wrapped my legs around him tightly. We fucked hard and fast for what was no more then a few minutes as the long night of sexual tension had taken its toll on both of us. Within minutes I started cumming hard like I hadn't in a very long time, it was great as I did I felt his body tense and start to also cum. We both rode out our orgasms like we had never had one enjoying every second our sounds were wonderful.
All of the sudden we paused and lay there to catch our breaths, it was then that it hit me. Oh my god I thought I am laying here with another mans penis inside me and another mans sperm inside me. I was on the pill thank god but I felt so bad. I guess he could tell cause he got up and kept asking if I was okay. I tried to act cool like its okay we are adults, we had a little sex its no big deal, but I think he knew I was shaken. Its funny thinking back what made me feel so guilty was how much I had enjoyed it.
We put ourselves back together and said goodnight with a warm hug, he asked if he could call me and I said sure, got in my car and left.
Well I said hail Mary's all the way home promising that if I didn't get caught I would never leave the house again without my husband! I got in at 4:30am my husband was sleeping. I changed quickly and tried to clean up as much as I could as his semen dripped out of me and all over my panties. I got in bed without waking him and fell asleep
I never told my husband until recently when he told me of his fantasy to see me with other men and I thought I had to get it off my chest once and for all. He got very turned on at the story and we had great sex but afterwards I could tell he was hurt by it. Thankfully he got over it and I will always remember that lustful night with Joe for as long as I live.
- COMMENTS
I fuckin hate these stories where they've been married for a decade or more, the wife cheats, and the husband is all "Sweet Bro! I've always fantasized about you being fucked by another guy!" Shows a lack of communication in their marriage, obviously. Maybe some insecurities. Or the writer decided they hated the story as much as we do and instead of finishing it out with a btb ending, he ended the shitty story with a shitty ending. And what the fuck was with the beginning? The husband starts with "This story is about my wife," Then she ends up being the narrator. Best part about this story is that it was only one page.
What a load of bullshit. The husband, never once in your seven or 10 years of marriage, suggested he wants to be cuckolded, suddenly drops that fantasy conveniently after the fact? This shitty story belongs in the shitbox fantasy section.
I think most fantasies stay in mental fantasy-land for a reason. That she "will always remember that lustful night with Joe" says it all about her idea of intimacy with her husband. Only a fool would stay with her. I wonder how many long she waited, and how many memories tainted for him by doubt? A one-night-stand does not, as aother commenters says, make her a slut. Sex is not always the same as intimacy and love, but when it happens illicitly (as in without the marital partner's consent), it puts all the rest in doubt. The unappreciated spouse who stays in such a marriage can easily be thought of as a 'chump'.
YOU ENJOYED HURTING YOUR HUSBAND AND RUINING YOUR MARRIAGE. IF HE REALLY WANTS TO SEE YOU FUCKED Y ANOTHER MAN, HE IA NOT A MAN.
I thought it was very hot. It was short, but I am don't think you had to elaborate anymore than you did. It was a one night thing and that was it. This does not make you a slut as someone mentioned. I think all men and women think about the ones we had or the ones we wished we had and got a second chance.
If that's all it takes to get you to fuck other men, why not organize the next reunion and let several others have your cheating slut pussy? I'm sure your sissy wimp husband would love watching you get some STD's!
If wife goes to HS reunion alone, she gonna go full on whore very quickly, at least in these lame LW stories.
This is played out about every time there is a high school reunion 5
Damn, this was a RUSHED story, from the get-go. You need to repost this after writing it, properly. Got a 3* from me as the rest of the stars, just rushed away.
Did this story and so many of this authors stories get above 3.5
I thought the BTB crowd would bash this into a 1.
Your stories are hot. Except for the typos, they are good reading. My late wife had her first affair when we had only been married less than seven years. We had just lost our oldest one when we had been married six years. I know my sisters husband took advantage of the situation as we were still in mourning. She never gave an indication and I never suspected anything. Funny thing is I had experienced the usual symptoms of a knotting in my stomach, cold sweat, even throwing up all day at work before she told me about it. I didn't lose it or beat her up. No. We stayed together for forty eight years before she died. The thing is that even though I didn't get mad at her. My love for her died that night. We had a good life, going out, on vacations and doing things other married couples did. But I didn't love her and she knew it. She would ask me and I would tell her that I did love her but it was a lie. If it hadn't been for our other kids I think I would have left that night. Being the idiot that I am, I realized after she died that it had not been a one time thing. it took that long to catch up with her lies. And not only about him. since there were quite a few others. Anyway Loved your writing and hope you keep giving us more stories.
And he divorces her. Dumb story ending. No way he forgives the slut.
I had a very similar experience. We went together to her 25 year reunion as we had all of her reunions. Saturday was a family day. After playing volley ball I took all seven of our kids home and stayed with them the rest of the night. I don't know what all happened the rest of the evening/night but I do know how it ended. The party was over and my wife had made arrangements to stay with some of her out of town girlfriends at a room they had rented. Well, everyone had left - except for my wife and an old crush from high school days. They had never dated b/c she would not "put out" and that's what he was interested in. But he was a hot football player and she had a really strong crush for him that had never been satisfied. Ending up alone together was completely innocent, at least with her. I don't know whether it was innocent on his part or if he was still motivated by a desire to have sex with her. Two of her personality traits were, and still are, that she was a heavy beer drinker and never left a party until everyone else was gone or going. Well, someway the two of them ended up in the parking lot drinking beer o/s of his truck. The night got longer as they continued to reminisce about high school, including how they had felt about each other and what might have been. Eventually they ended up inside his truck, the conversation getting deeper and deeper into what might have been. Simultaneously, they both leaned over and began kissing passionately. As the sexual tension continued to overcome them, they began fondling each other - he enjoying the feel of her now eager, large breasts with their prominent gumdrop nipples pressing ever harder through the thin material of her blouse and her stroking his ever hardening dick through his now wet jeans. Well, anyone with an ounce of intuition about human behavior knows what now was unavoidable and where all of this went. They stayed together all night, making out in his truck until the sun rose and her girlfriends came looking for her. They advised her not to say anything to me but she could not cope with the unrelenting guilt gnawing at her. When we got home, she picked what she thought was the right moment and she said there was something she needed to tell me before someone else did. She said that she had kissed this other man. I asked what else happened and she said nothing else happened - that there was no sex involved. Being naïve, I thought that she had just "kissed" him and didn't want someone else to tell me and have me think that something else was going on. I then immediately made intensely passionate love to her, a little turned on by her story but thankful it had gone no further than a kiss. We had been married for 22 yrs and I had no reason to doubt her story of innocence. Fast forward 17 more years and I'm in the shower one morning and out of nowhere it hits me like a bucket of cold water - just how totally naïve and gullible I had been. What she described as she had "kissed" him was not "a simple kiss" as I had presumed. She has always been a very aggressive, passionate French kisser. It took 17 years for it to dawn on me but that's what she meant when she said that she had "kissed" him and needed to tell me herself before anyone else did. My mind was quickly overcome with thoughts of what else happened that night, how the evening really progressed - the "kiss" just the beginning of hours of intense, long suppressed sexual desire on the part of them both. I would assume her intense, unbearable feeling of guilt set in when she realized both what she had done and how immensely erotic and satisfying the tryst had been. Finally, after more than two decades, the unforeseen opportunity to be able to enjoy and consummate the desire she had always had for this football hunk that she found so desirable! Well, that epiphany came to me two years ago and the ramifications of that "kiss" have haunted me every day since then - every day. Recently, on what I felt was an opportune occasion, I reluctantly brought it up to her again, questioning her in specific detail what did and did not happen that night. Again, just as before, she allowed only that they "kissed," that there was no sex involved of any kind and that she just didn't remember any other details about it. Well, I had now reached another dead end with the same bothersome imaginations wracking my mind with unbearable, unanswered doubts and suspicions. We have been married now for 40 wonderful years, with seven now grown kids and our 13th and 14th grandkids on the way. I love her and have always loved her with all my heart and have never doubted her complete love for me. I forgave her back then when it all happened and I still forgive her for whatever happened but the agony of not knowing what actually happened between the two of them eats at me virtually every day. After 17 years of not being concerned about that evening, for the last two years, and continuing on today, my unresolved thoughts and concerns of what might have transpired that night have been an unrelenting and deeply tortuous strain on me. I realize that I'll never have the peace of simply knowing what happened or didn't happen but I'll have to accept, not like but accept, that I'll never, ever have those answers. I pray to God frequently that someday, someway, I'll once again become distracted enough that I'll no longer, ever think of that night again.
Once again you have a penchant for ending a story begging for an epilog.
Since it's HIS story (from 1st sentence) why doesn't he give his reaction?
You seem to like the MFM, wife tease/cheat scenarios a lot.
Perhaps that it why you don't address the husbandly aftermaths so much???
Somewhat, indirectly she indicated, withg an excuse, that she wanted a night out and away by herself.
She may not have consciously thought about getting laid but the freedom of movement and intermingle with old friends was exciting and she just wanted to feel free to visit - no more.
She didn't calculate, seduce or lead on her old bf but he was comfortable and she indulged her freedom of choice and allowed things to progress to where they ended up having sex and NOTE...she didn't suddenly yell STOP and squirm away - NO, she finished the act so...
Okay, she had a brief affair, got an orgasm, enjoyed making out, felt guilty (Correct feeling), told him he could call her and went home in hopes to get away with it - which, she did so...
Don't we think she didn't think the night through occasionally and don't we think she might have dreamed it would have been some loving encounter and not just a quicky so...what if...
Well, she finally tells hubby and he doesn't handle it well...WELL...don't we think he will dwell on it and if he still has this fetish about seeing her with another man that he won't someday begin to try and talk her into doing it again - YES, he will and ...SHE WILL and this time(s) it will be far more seductive and enjoyable...all the time!
Thanks for the story, not a thriller but as you can read by my comments...possibilities will arise from this point on!
Cheating and lying show how low a person can fall...If she had confessed as soon as arrived home, was one thing...Anyone can fall, but she didn't and always remembered that night with pleasure and not with guilty...she cheated her husband and her child...1*
make sure in the remembrance that you remember it as betrayal and as you remember it all the rest of your life you betray your husband each and every time.
You created a situation where a relatively young wife cuckolded her husband and child and got away with it. Clearly this opened the door and she did it again and again etc. I don't like her and I don't like the story.
I do like true to life stories on this site... This one plays out a many of times at high school reunions... If you do not attend with your wife, you can bet she can go as far as she wants to go... and most will be all the way...
What the fuck you on???? You need carving up you freak..
Please learn the difference between then and than. It's the most annoying word swap ever! Other THAN that, well done.
Think they both had a great time,
Just a one off, then best forgotten.
Their marriage was a low ebb, potentially on the way to oblivion. Maybe the guilt she feels after this fling is what persuaded her to make more of an effort to make it work.
Once again, with no tag or warning, we're going to wait and turn a fairly good story into just another willing cuckhold piece of crap at the very end.
.I'm not sure you are aware how often you use...or overuse the world 'Well'. I liked the story but the overuse of the word annoyed me.
Nicely done, although clearly the author is a woman. Erotic in its own way, it leave a man completely unsatisfied. The dis-focus on the main-life-view versus high-detail on the sex make it a giveaway that a man did not write this. Also, the idea that the story-wife was in love with the husband reflects a woman's concern of love, rather than a man's concern of physical fact (she fucked someone else.)
No man would "get over" this .. nor would any woman, in truth. Women tend to idealize this notion, but many simply divorce the cheating husband. That commentary inflicts reality on the intended story line.
The wrongness is in violation of a vow. Men and women see this stark fact alike. The transcendence is in forgiveness. Quite a nice story, but real sorrow - and therefore forgiveness - was never really possible; even the final "I will never forget" is an admission that she was not repentant. No real repentance, no real forgiveness. That's real, and the author should reconsider how to finish the story. Talk to a man, the truth might be a refreshing improvement.
after that statement you made, you should take your own advice, refering to the bible on a sex website.....
A very good story. I agree that the folks that said that they don't understand why folks who think sex outside of marriage is morally wrong read these kinds of stories to begin with. They should NOT be at these sites that are about sex outside marriage!! Go read the Bible (which also has lots of fortification (if you don't like the word Fucking!), adultery, and sex, or Mary Poppins or anything else.
It is crazy to criticize a sex story on a sex site. What were you really expecting?
Very believable and erotic. I think this happens a lot--in fact both my wife and I have had relationships with ex-classmates since we have been married.
Some people can only relate to being fully monogamous. Others, particularly if they have been married for a long time, enjoy the idea of sharing their spouse with others or allowing extramarital relations.
Takes all kinds and whatever workd for a couple is the answer.
Is retired police, now private investigator, and very few, like none, of the cheated spouses found it erotic watching their loving wife or husband cheat. Where this bullshit comes from I don't know, but unless a guy is gay or bi he isn't going to enjoy this, but for the sake of a story I guess it will continue. I damm sure would have a nite of my own and would never trust my wife again, didn't find this erotic.
had been reversed, would she have forgiven him? Food for thought. She only confessed when husband admitted he wanted to see her do the nasty with another man. Even though he felt bad he still got turned on knowing she did the nasty. Call it whatever you want, but he's just another cuckold wimp.
husbands eyes when you told him? Yes did have a fantasy about you fucking another guy, but fantasy and reality are very different. To address a comment about flirting and a double standard, was fucking an old boyfriend behind hubby's back flirting? (While he was at home taking care of the little one.)
just like lots of guys, its always the womans fault, 'oh no it cant be the guys fault, never'
so if a husband flirts with someone else, 'hey thats just fun'
if the wife does it, 'she's a slut'
guy's most of you ask for what you get, 'SOME' of you want us to act like 'whores' tease other guys, so if i asked my husband to act like a 'whore' in front of guys, or even tease them, what do you think his reaction would be???
This story is very believable. The lonely, frustrated but loving wife and mother gets carried away with the good time and the great attention she receives from an old boyfriend. The world is full of women like her, unfortunately for them, most don't find a way to have a harmless, no strings, no repercussions fling. The best part is eventually sharing it with her husband, and after some hurt, he accepts it. If a man is mature enough to forgive her and go on with life together, often they will improve their relationship.
I can't say just "no harm done" because it goes further than that - great GOOD was done.
One other, interesting side note - those little sidebars that suggest other, similar stories? Well, the one at the end of "Wife's High School Reunion" lists five stories that are among my very favorites, and authors that I greatly admire - two of whom, Kala and Jennifer, have become good friends of mine, and I introduced them to each other! How cool is it to find all these great authors listed at the end of one more great story? Often the suggested "similar stories" are poor. Not this time!
This story has received low scores and degrading remarks from a couple of readers. You people shouldn't have been reading a Loving Wives story if you don't like the subject matter. One of you obviously didn't read it, because your recollection of facts in the story are so inaccurate.
To people like you, go away! If you don't have something nice to say, go stand in the middle of the freeway.
because this is a much too often of a happening,,, A person going to a high school reunion without spouse has this fleeting thought in his or her mind
The wife uses the reunion to cheat on her husband then she dont even think about him or her marriage if she has any love for him or the marriage she should try to sit down with him with a councelor and try to keep it together if not she should ask for divorce or the husband should should have gone to the reunion by himself while she was there and crucify the guy for putting the moves on his wife then divorce her.
Pat
If the wife cared so much for her marriage it didnt hurt to have sex with the ex boyfriend its a wonder he didnt throw her out and take the baby away from her she broke her vows and she had no control over herself i hope she keeps looking over shoulder for her husband to kick her tail out.
The best thing about the writing is how you do give it a sense of reality with her thoughts.
I will admit though that I would have found it more of a turnon if she had suddenly had her senses return and think not only about the adultry she had committed, she would also think about how she was not on the pill. An adultrous pregnancy that her husband never knew about and unwittingly was raising another man's child as his is a favorite theme of mine.
Yes her husband still might have forgave her but ther should have been som consquences and trust issues after the confession! If not she wiould just have some excuses to do it again some other time.
By any reasonable standard, she is an excellent wife. Ten years of faithfulness vs. one night of indiscretion is something a loving husband can overlook and forgive and in no way does that make him a wimp. Further, she felt guilty and even told her husband. Certainly, considering the fact that her husband has been neglecting her, it is easy to understand that she might give into temptations.
It is a very good story and even more so because the story is very plausible.
I LOVED THIS STORY. I HOPE MANY MORE WIVES GET TO EXPERIENCE THIS AT THEIR CLASS REUNIONS