How cliché. High school reunion story. I never realized how a high school reunion could turn on lost feelings for others until my tenth reunion. This is the one experience that I feel spiraled out of my control. 

Between being with my husband and Chad, my sexual ticket was pretty full. One of the reasons Chad and I were able to keep it purely lust and not love was that he continued to date other women, and I was always open to new experiences with new people. During the time period of this next escapade, Chad and I were on a little break while he was seeing a woman. He didn’t want to risk losing her, and I didn’t want to risk coming between them.

Every year my husband’s side of the family has a reunion around 4 hours away. My husband hadn’t been able to attend for a few years due to various commitments. His parents always get a hotel room for the weekend, and when we go, we get a room in the same hotel. This year was going to be no different as we were going to go.

My ten-year class reunion invitation came. Neither one of us connected the dots that they were on the same weekend. I reserved a room for the weekend. It was only 45 minutes away, but I thought it would be fun to have a weekend away just for the husband and me.

I called my husband's parents to ask if they could babysit the kids. They reminded me that the family reunion was the same weekend. They sounded so dejected when they thought that we would cancel the reunion again. I told my husband our predicament and told him I am cancelling the room and RSVPing to the class reunion. He insisted I still attend and keep the room, if I wanted, and he would go to the family reunion.

I decided to attend my class reunion and keep the hotel room, but just for one night. I spoke with my best friend, Heather, from school. She lived several hours away with her husband and their 6-year-old. Unfortunately, her husband wasn’t able to come either. She was really looking forward to a weekend away and called the hotel to get us adjoining rooms. She begged me to keep the hotel room for both nights, so I agreed.

Before I go any further, Heather and I did not end up together sexually. Sorry if I am disappointing you.

It was finally the Friday of the reunion. I wished my family well as they left for their reunion, and I checked into the hotel for my reunion. Heather met me in the lobby and helped me bring my stuff up to the room. We had a few drinks and caught up for a bit before we got ready for the night.

We both arrived at the reunion and checked in. It was great seeing everyone, some we hadn’t seen for ten years. Being older and wiser, Heather and I were no longer the class nerds. I believe it helped that we both exercised a lot, and I know Heather looked great. Heather was in great shape. She had a slightly smaller chest but had great curves in the dress she was wearing. When she moved, her body moved with her.

I was wearing a fuzzy shirt that showed a little cleavage and some dress pants. I didn’t attempt to look sexy, but my shirt accentuated my bust very well, and as my husband put it, my ass was firm.

We both had a great time, but the night had to come to an end. Later that night we were in her room recapping the night. She told me she invited some people to come to the hotel on Saturday night.

Saturday morning came with a rampage. We both were slightly hungover and just wanted to stay in our beds. We both regretted that we were hosting a get-together. It was hard getting out of bed, but we got ourselves up and walked the town.

Nighttime came, and we were somewhat normal again. As we were talking about going down to the lobby, Heather confided something to me that I never expected to hear. About three years earlier, she had been in a threesome with her husband and one of his friends. Since then, they have been free to have sex with anyone they want. She has used that privilege a few times since, and tonight she was hoping to use it again with her crush from school.

I was floored!  Heather was more like me than I thought. Even though I regularly exercised my privileges and had been doing it longer, I kept my mouth shut. I didn’t plan on doing anything tonight. I was dressed down for the night, just wearing a T-shirt and pair of jeans.

We went down to the hotel bar and found 20 or so of our former classmates lounging around. I guess word got around. The group was very lively. The juke box played all night with songs from our younger days. I kept thinking Heather would disappear with her crush, but it didn’t seem she could break away. It was interesting watching the night unfold with Heather. Since I knew her plans, you could see her making her moves with a knowing eye. She was always near her crush, Tony. I enjoyed watching her flirt innocently at first and then getting bolder by the minute. I watched him fall into her trap, and soon he had a possessive hand around her waist.

After a few hours, things started winding down. After all, almost all of us are parents of young kids, so staying out late isn’t usually our modus operandi. It was finally down to Heather, myself, Tony, and Gordy. Heather invited them up to her room to relax.

As we went up to our rooms, I was trying to figure out how to be Heather’s wingwoman and distract Gordy so Heather could be with Tony. Gordy was always Tony’s shadow since they were young, and it sure didn’t look any different now. I came up with a plan to take him to the swimming pool.

As soon as we got into the room, Heather put her plan in motion. Heather sat on the couch and pulled Tony down next to her. I grabbed a chair from my room, and Gordy sat on the chair in Heather’s room. We talked about our families a little, but since Gordy and Tony were single, that wasn’t very interesting for them. Soon, Heather was heavily flirting with Tony. Resting her head on his shoulder, rubbing his leg as they talked, and even kissing him. That was my cue.

I asked Gordy if he wanted to go swimming with me. He happily agreed. I led him to my room, closing the adjoining door. That left Heather and Tony alone. I went and put my suit on. Not the bikini but the respectable but sexy mommy suit. I came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Gordy asked if I would be upset if he wore his underwear since he didn’t have a swimsuit. He said they are boxers, so no one should know. I laughed and told him that is fine with me.

We went down to the pool, and Gordy stripped down to his boxers and jumped in with me. Soon, the other couples left the hot tub, so we jumped in. Curiosity got the best of me, and I discreetly glanced at his boxers, and his penis had a great outline.

We sat in the tub enjoying the heat and swirling jets. I started rubbing my feet, and he asked if I wanted him to rub them for me. I didn’t think anything of it and turned sideways, offering my feet. He grabbed them, and the guy was like a podiatrist. He really knew what he was doing. I felt so relaxed. It felt so good I didn’t care that he started moving up, massaging my legs all the way up to my upper thigh. I was enjoying his touch. As he got as far as he could without fingering me, he asked if I wanted my shoulders rubbed. I enjoyed his massaging so much I didn’t hesitate to sit on his lap with my back to him so he could massage me.

This man was a savant when it came to massages. If I wanted him to stop, I am not sure I could have told him to. He started at my neck and worked his way down my shoulders to my lower back. His hands were inside my swimsuit touching skin to skin on my lower back. It was hypnotizing. I don’t know when it happened; I felt something on my butt that told me he was enjoying the massage as much as I was.

When he finished, I leaned back and kissed him on the cheek, telling him how good it felt. He wrapped his arms around my stomach and held me there. I wrapped my arms around his and tilted my head until our lips met. We were kissing very passionately; if you read any of my stories, I love to kiss. I turned around in his lap and kissed him deeper. He wrapped his arms around me and started giving me a nice massage on my butt. After a short time I reluctantly pulled away and sat down next to him.  I rested my head on his shoulder and said that I am married.

We decided to head up and see if Heather and Tony were ready for visitors. As we entered the room we could hear very quiet noises that indicated they were not done.

Gordy and I looked at each other and laughed. I went into the bathroom and changed into my jammies. It wasn’t sexy, just a tank top and sweat shorts. Gordy went in and took his boxers off and put his shirt and pants back on. He joined me on the couch.

Listening to noises in the next room had me turned on. I was trying so diligently to not allow anything to happen this weekend because it is my hometown and I don’t want to be known as the class slut. That’s what my mind was telling me. Unfortunately, my body was sending conflicting messages. When Gordy offered to massage my legs again, before my brain said no, my body put my legs in his lap. As before, his magic fingers didn’t disappoint. Without me even noticing, he had worked his way all the way up my legs to the joint attaching them to my hips. He was behaving, though, and didn’t go all the way but may have brushed my fun zone.

He asked if I wanted my back rubbed. With the earlier hot tub antics, listening to Heather and Tony going at it, and the fingers on my legs, my body again betrayed me and I walked over to the bed and as I was lying down I removed my top. Gordy didn’t hesitate.

He climbed onto the bed over my legs. He started rubbing my shoulders. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the massage. I didn’t flinch when he rubbed my sides and his fingers brushed my breasts. As he moved lower, I didn’t hesitate to raise my hips up so he could remove my shorts. I enjoyed his magic fingers kneading my butt cheeks. I didn’t care that I was completely naked, letting a guy I knew since we were 6 rub my naked body.

When his fingers worked lower, my body once again betrayed me as my legs found themselves spreading to give him better access. He started massaging around my lady parts, but soon it became obvious how much I was enjoying it by my slight moans and by the amount of moisture I was leaking. His fingers were absolutely amazing, and soon it was my turn to make some noise as I had an orgasm. I turned around, pulling him to my lips. His kiss was gentle at first and then became more needy as my hand reached down to unbutton his pants.  I had forgotten he didn’t have any underwear on, so stroking him was easy.

I told him it’s not fair that I was naked and he wasn’t. He took the hint and removed all his clothing. Soon I had him in my mouth for a very thorough examination. He had a very nice penis, and I enjoyed kissing every inch of him. I didn’t spend as much time as I would have liked on his balls, though; they were not manscaped as well as I hoped. I am sure he wasn’t expecting this.

Thankfully, I had the sense to ask him if he had protection. He didn’t. I went and grabbed one out of my suitcase, explaining my husband won’t notice one missing. I opened it and rolled it onto him. I pulled him on top of me, guiding him to my opening. I rubbed him up and down my opening to get some lube on it. Every touch of my clit would send a jolt up my body. I then guided him inside a little. Even though I was ready to take him all right away, he put in a little at a time and then pulled back. It took a few strokes before he was fully inside me. I grabbed his butt and held him there while I kissed him. When the time seemed right, I started squeezing my inner muscles while he was resting inside. By the moans he was giving, he enjoyed it.

After a while I started moving my hips while still holding him tightly inside. He soon started moving his hips to the same rhythm as mine. I wrapped my arms around him and eventually my legs. That freed his body to start thrusting in time with my hips.

I told him to lie on his back. It was time for me to take control. I climbed up on him and started lowering myself. No matter what anyone says, condoms take some of the feelings away. Without condoms I can feel every inch of a penis as it enters me. With a condom, it’s just not the same. After he was fully inside, I alternated between sliding up and down and grinding on him.

I could feel Gordy tensing up. I knew I didn’t have much time to get the job done for myself. As I started to feel an orgasm building, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Apparently Heather and Tony were done, and they came into my room to pick up visiting where we left off. By the look on their faces, they were surprised.

What I should have done is climb off and cover up, but that’s not me. The sudden appearance of an audience sent me over the edge. As I looked at them, I came hard, which must have sent Gordy over the edge, and he came, too! I just collapsed on top of him and started kissing. Heather and Tony stood still; I think they were so shocked they didn’t know what to do.

I climbed off, walked past them to get some toilet paper out of the bathroom, and then walked back, still buck naked. I lifted the sheets off and removed the condom from Gordy and threw it in the garbage. Then I grabbed my clothes, walking past Tony and Heather and into the bathroom. I still haven’t figured out why I did that, but I can tell you how much it turns me on to this day thinking about it.

After both Gordy and I dressed, we all went back to Heather’s room and sat down. Gordy and I sat down on the couch. Heather and Tony sat on the chairs. I apologized for what happened and begged everyone to not tell my husband. I didn’t want anyone to know the special arrangement my husband and I had. Everyone agreed it was best to keep this between us.

We eventually all admitted how fun tonight was. Heather kept talking about how hot it was to watch us! Tony agreed. Gordy and I acted embarrassed, but I was turned on. Really turned on. Eventually I admitted how much of a turn-on it was to be watched.

That opened up a more adult conversation of past experiences and fantasies. I shared about my husband and my first time. I shared the experience of the peeping tom and how I tried to put on a good show. I figured that was all I should share. Heather shared some of her experiences and her arrangement with her husband. Gordy and Tony shared a few of their wilder experiences. 

I asked Gordy where he learned to give massages like that. He said it was just something he learned from former girlfriends. Heather seemed to really be interested and asked him to give her one. She grabbed his hands and pulled him to the bed. She lay down, and he started the same way he did on me. Soon she was lying naked as hands roamed her body. He found her intimate spots a lot sooner than he did with me.

I was transfixed as I watched the events unfold. As he was massaging her most intimate areas, I barely noticed that Tony had sat on the couch next to me. I naturally turned my back to him and leaned back. I barely felt his hands on my shoulders rubbing my back.

Soon Heather had taken Gordy’s clothes off. As they were kissing, she grabbed him and stroked another erection. Now I was realizing why my husband loved to watch me with other men. It is absolutely intoxicating. As she climbed on top of him, taking his whole length inside of her, I realized if someone didn’t start touching me, I was going to do it myself. Without giving it a thought, I grabbed Tony’s hand and put it down my shirt on my breast. He played my nipple like an expert. I was getting so worked up I was literally shaking.

We both watched Heather and Gordy having sex. When she had her first orgasm, I couldn’t take it anymore. I turned around and wrapped my legs around Tony. I was so worked up I had my tongue in his mouth before our lips touched. I pulled my mouth away long enough to take my shirt off and then told him in no uncertain terms to fuck me now. I couldn’t get him nude fast enough. I led him to the same bed Heather and Gordy were on, removed my shorts, and lay down next to them.

Unfortunately, I was so lost in the moment I forgot a condom. I just pulled him down and put him inside me. The second my clit made contact with his body, I had my first orgasm. It was a strong one. My body was in overdrive, and I just went for the gold.

We were watching Heather and Gordy fuck, and they were watching us fuck. I was on fire with lust. At this point I could have been fucking a clown in costume and I still would have been cumming. My second orgasm started almost the instant the first subsided, and it was just as strong. The whole time I was still shaking with desire.

We rolled over with me on top. I felt Heather and Gordy’s eyes on my body. I leaned down so Tony could suck on my nipples. He got the hint and took one in his mouth. It felt amazing. Well, my third orgasm started right there. I almost completely forgot Tony was inside me!

Heather climbed up on top of Gordy. She fed him her nipple like I did to Tony, then she grabbed Tony’s head and put it on her other nipple. It was very awkward for us to have him sucking her tits, but I survived. Gordy let out a yelp, and I assume he came.

Heather and Gordy scooted to the headboard and cuddled up while watching Tony and me. I put on a great show for them. I was playing with myself and then got on all 4s so Tony could fuck me doggy style. I made sure they had a great view of him entering me.

Pretty soon I could tell he was getting close. I wanted to burn a memory in their brains, so I turned around and took Tony in my mouth. I sucked and licked him until I felt he was about to cum. I took him out of my mouth, and for the theatrics, I jacked him off on my face while I rubbed myself to a very quick orgasm.

Tony was a perfect gentleman afterward and cleaned my face and neck off with a warm cloth. We all sat in the bed, completely naked, and chatted. I made sure to cuddle up to both men. I had two hands roaming my body, and at one point each had a nipple in their mouth at the same time while I fingered myself to another orgasm. Heather watched the entire time.

It was getting late, and I was completely spent, so I said I was going off to bed. They all begged me to stay, but I could barely keep my eyes open, and I knew things would get even more out of my control if I stayed.

I got up and gave each of the guys a long kiss and hug. They each kissed my breasts again, which almost made me change my mind, but I don’t think my lady parts could handle any more. I said my goodnight, reminding them this was a one-time deal and would ruin my marriage if it got out. They promised to keep the secret.

Off to bed I went. I was gone before Heather woke up. She called me a few days later and told me they stayed up all night and had a threesome before they left in the morning. Bravo to the guys! That’s a lot of abuse for their penises. I am impressed they could still get it up for the 3rd time!

I was really dreading telling my husband about this. I feel I lost control of the situation. I felt like I had let him down. For the first time, I almost felt slutty. Was he going to be mad that I had sex with two guys on the same night? Was he going to think poorly of me because I let others watch me or that I was right next to Heather fucking another guy?

When my husband got home, he was very concerned about me. I told him once the kids go down, we need to talk. I told him everything. By the time I was telling him about being on the same bed as Heather, we were already making love. When I told him how I jacked Tony off on my face, he had a giant orgasm and filled me with a record amount of cum. As usual, he said I had nothing to worry about. Our arrangement has no boundaries. He wants me to have as much fun as I want, when I want. He knows I love him and will never leave him. He just asked that when feelings start getting in the picture, we stop.

Even though I know he is ok with the events that happened, I still regret it. I let things get out of my control. I couldn’t stop myself, and that worried me. I still feel like it was wrong, but it also felt so good. The next week, Chad broke it off with his girlfriend, and it didn’t take long before I was consoling him with my body. That kept me content. For a while….