I couldn’t believe the feeling of walking into my old high school gym. It looked almost the same and kinda smelled the same way too. I felt proud returning home with my wife. I moved out of this small town for college and only ever returned home during Christmas. Even then, I had never ran into anyone from school, so I was excited to brag about my job and show off my wife.
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She was dressed in a black cocktail dress. The skirt was short, almost showing her ass if she bent over just right. She even curled her red hair into a sexy wave that I like.
We picked our seats and I went to get her a drink. I ordered from the bartender and leaned against the bar. At that moment, I felt a shove from behind. I turned to see Bryce. He was in my class and usually ran with the popular kids, but in elementary school, we were best friends. He would still be cordial with me when he’d see me in the halls.
I did have one problem with Bryce though. He fucked every girl I ever dated, while I was dating them. Sophomore year, he convinced my girlfriend to give him a blowjob when he gave her a ride home. Junior year, he took a girl I had been seeing to the bathroom during the homecoming football game and fucked her. Finally, he took my date to senior prom to a back room at the after party and cream pied her.
I found out what was happening when people started cheering. I was eventually pushed to the front of the crowd to see. Bryce had my date pinned down prone bone. Everyone erupted as he titled his head back and howled as he came in my date. I don’t even think he would’ve considered hooking up with her if she weren’t my date.
As he stood in front of me now, I tried to smile. He gave me a big hug and ordered a beer. We made small talk. He owned the local car dealership that his dad owned. I mentioned my job in software development. Once I had drinks for me and my wife, I excused myself and made my way back to her.
She was already mingling with a few people next to our table. I joined and we all decided to sit. We weren’t there for long before a beat started playing that got my wife amped up. She finished her drink, still pretty much full and drug me out on the dance floor.
We mixed with the crowd and started moving. We weren’t really grinding but she made sure to press her ass against my crotch as much as possible. At one point when she had her back against me, I caught Bryce staring from the side of the dance floor. He had a huge grin on his face.
I brushed it off and focused on my wife. We must’ve danced for 4 or 5 songs before she got thirsty and wanted another drink. I had to hide my hardening dick as we headed up to the bar. I ordered a beer and she got a double rum and coke, and two shots of tequila.
We took our shots and as I stuck the lime in my mouth, I heard, “Ah, you guys took a shot without me?” Bryce leaned on the bar on the other side of my wife.
“Goddamn,” Bryce said loudly, “he did not tell me he had such a smoking hot wife.” My wife giggled and introduced herself. Bryce asked her a few questions about herself and bragged about himself a whole lot. We shared a few stories, some of which he made a point to tell embarrassing parts about me.
My wife giggled along but never let him linger on me too long. After a bit, Bryce asked if we wanted another shot. My wife jumped at the opportunity. Three shots of tequila. When I was salting my hand, Bryce spoke up, “Hey, since we’re just having fun, why don’t you let me lick my salt off your wife’s neck?” He smiled wide and gave me a wink. My wife looked at me and licked her lips. She nodded her head in excitement.
I was stubborn at first, “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” My wife didn’t know me and Bryce’s history. I tried to never tell her about it. Bryce walked over to me and wrapped his arm around my neck and looked me dead in the eyes.
“Come on man,” he said reassuringly, “nothing’s gonna happen.” He punctuated his pep talk with a wink. I relented and said sure.
Bryce stepped up to my wife and placed his hand behind her neck. He bent in and licked her just below the neck, practically on her chest. As he shook the salt on her, she looked at me with flushed cheeks and big grin.
“All right, ready?” Bryce asked, “1, 2, 3!” I licked my salt and took back my shot. As I shoved the lime in my mouth, I noticed Bryce hadn’t taken his yet and he had placed the lime in my wife’s mouth. He licked the salt from her chest and continued going until he got to her face, took his shot, and then pulled the lime from her mouth with his, never taking his hand off the back of her neck.
I gulped deep just as the song changed. “Oh my god,” my wife screamed, her face all red from Bryce manhandling her, “I love this song.”
Bryce grabbed her hand, “Well, let’s get this hot thing out on the floor.” I was about to speak up when Bryce looked around quickly and reached out and grabbed Kyle, one of his old friends who was passing by. “Hey, Kyle,” he said to him all chummy, “look who’s here. You guys should catch up.”
Before I could say anything, Kyle was already talking my ear off. He was a new dad and super excited to tell everyone about his new son. Meanwhile, Bryce had taken my wife out to the dance floor. The song was smooth and kinda slow. She had her butt pressed against him while they waved their bodies to the music.
She kept her ass firmly against his crotch. He finally got bold and gripped her waist with both hands. They moved together like water. Bryce spun my wife around to face him. I noticed my dick was still a little hard. I tried to not focus on the dancing.
She wrapped her arms around his neck. He shoved his knee between her legs and they ground to the beat. His hand slowly creeped down to her ass. He moved under her skirt, exposing her black and red lace panties, and squeezed.
Kyle was still going on about being a new dad and had now pulled up pictures on his phone. I couldn’t be rude, so I decided to humor him while keeping an eye on my wife and Bryce. After a couple songs, Kyle’s wife came up to us, I congratulated her and used it as an excuse to find my wife.
I surveyed the dance floor but couldn’t spot them. Checked the bar, but they weren’t there either. I walked around the gym for a good 20 minutes before I decided to check the restrooms. I didn’t find them in the men’s room and nor in the ladies room once I worked up the courage to go in.
I spent another 10 minutes walking up and down the dark hallways, peeking into rooms. My dick was still rock hard. I didn’t know if they were together, but I had reason to believe they were. I eventually got to the library and was surprised to find it unlocked. I pulled the door and shut it quietly behind me.
The library appeared empty. Everything was dark and I couldn’t hear anyone. I was about to leave when I heard something faint from deep in the stacks. I turned back around and went into the dark corridors of shelves.
After a few minutes of stalking the aisles, I found myself looking through a bookshelf at the back reading area. It was a small space with a coffee table and some comfy arm chairs.
Through the shelf, lit only by the moon through the windows, Bryce had my wife on her hands and knees facing the back of one the chairs. Her dress was flipped up and her cute, wavy hair was wrapped around Bryce’s fist as he drilled into her.
They were both trying to be quiet. Bryce kept gently shushing her and she was biting the back of the chair. He started drilling into her hard. Her mouth left the chair and she let out an exasperated, “fuck.”
Her body stiffened and she started shaking. Bryce pulled her hair so she was up against him. He kept pumping into her as his arm wrapped around the front of her body and grabbed her neck and said, “That’s it. Cum for my cock.”
She groaned and I heard the sound of her squirting on the chair. Bryce chuckled and responded with, “Oh, you’re a dirty new play thing!” He then pulled her by the hair and sat her down on the chair. He pulled her head back so her mouth opened and shoved his cock in.
My wife moaned and he started thrusting. I could see she was playing with herself. “Do that thing with your tongue that you did earlier?” He whispered. He barked out an “Oh, fuck yeah,” and was met by a moan of approval from my wife. Her sucking got loud and filled the empty library.
Bryce started panting deeply. “Just like that, just like…” he growled but cut himself off as he started cumming. He just started grunting as he held my wife’s head down on his cock by her hair. She moaned in a desperate high pitch while rubbing her clit.
Bryce let out a couple more groans as he fucked her mouth to milk the last drops out. He pulled up his pants and kissed her. As he walked off, he said, “Text me if want more while you’re in town.” He smiled as he disappeared into the darkness.
My wife laid in the chair, exhausted. I emerged from the darkness and approached her. She just smiled and said “Hi” while still rubbing her pussy.
I undid my pants and positioned myself between her legs. I thrusted in with ease. She was soaked and warm. My cock felt like it was going to burst. My wife pulled me in with her legs and ground into me.
I pumped just a few moments before a shock surged through me and I erupted inside of her. “That’s it, baby,” she purred, “fuck your load up there into his.” I grunted and almost passed out. I laid on top of her slowly milking my dick.
As I came to my senses, I asked, “I thought he came in your mouth?”
She just chuckled and said, “Oh…that was his second one…” She trailed off. We laughed together for a minute and got dressed to leave. We left the reunion immediately and went back to the hotel to go again.
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