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Homecoming Weekend

I had this experience at my college reunion that was totally unlike me and left me torn between a guilty conscious and turned on by the memory. I had not been with a guy other than my husband, but we do have a good open-minded sex life. My conscious was getting the best of me for what had happened so I just had to come clean on this with him and hope would forgive me. So, one night over a bottle of wine I told him I had a confession and hoped he would not be mad. I then went through the events of class reunion/home coming weekend. To my surprise he was not upset but rather turned on by it, he said he never seen this coming. He has had me re-tell the story to him several times which usually leads to intense love making. He has talked me into writing it out thinking that others would get turned on by too. So here goes; according to my husband I am the sexy shy good girl type. I am early 50’s, fit and told that I look much younger; I am 5’10 long blonde highlighted hair and 36c-34-38. My college reunion/homecoming was coming up and I have not been to one them in years since it is quite a distance away. This was going to be a special one., my sorority was planning a huge homecoming party for the 50th anniversary. It was around Halloween and the theme was scary or sexy costume party. We decided to go and event and picked out a costume; we were going as “Hef” and me as a bunny. I was nervous about this bunny outfit with cuffs, ears and tail, it was a bit revealing and short, so bending was going to be challenging. Since I was going with hubby and I was sure there would be others in sexy outfits, especially the younger sorority sisters so I let hubby talk me into it. It is a week before homecoming and hubby comes home and tells me that he needs to unexpectedly travel for a work and will be back in time for the weekend. Fast forward to Friday morning hubby calls and says he is delayed and needs to stay until issues are resolved. Grrr, I am not happy it is a 3-day weekend and he cannot go, but he tells me to go without him and have fun seeing old friends. I am thinking I need a new a costume as the one I have is rather risqué, but I am out of time and head for the airport. Game day Saturday turns out to be a beautiful day tailgating and football. I spent the day catching up with old friends and making some new ones. After the game head back to the hotel to rest and get ready for the party which is being held in the same hotel. I get ready for the costume party and an looking at myself inf the mirror thinking I look cute in the bunny costume fuzzy ears, collar, cuffs and tail and short dress and heels. Did I mention the short dress; I mean it is really short. If hubby were here, I would not have given it a second thought, but he wasn’t, and I decided not to wear it and put on a pant suit and went down to the party. I go into the party and locate my friends and they are all dressed to the “sexy” theme and they asking me where is my costume? After a couple glasses of wine and their encouragement to wear my costume I get my courage up and go back upstairs and change back into it. Looking in the mirror again I think to myself you look good so with butterflies’ I head back to the party and find my friends. They tell me look great and more wine and girl talk and dancing. A few guys asked me to dance and I did no harm in that: more wine. This one guy Jeff kept asking me to dance and I like to dance, and he is attractive so why not. We danced a few songs and then I went to the bar to get another wine and low and behold he follows me and buys my drink. We talk for a while and then a slow song comes on and he wants to dance. I was not sure about the slow dance, but he grabbed my hand and started leading me to the dance floor. I still had my drink in my hand and nowhere to put it, so I chugged it down and we went to dance. We danced I started to notice that I had a good buzz going and as we were dancing, he pulled me close and I started to pull away, but he held me close. His cologne smelled nice. The song ended and another slow one played so we stayed on the dance floor he pulled me closer and his hands slid down from the small of my back onto my butt. I moved his hands back up gave him “no-no”. He held me snug as we danced and I started to pull back, but he held me there and started kissing my neck and his hands slipped back down to my ass. Now what do I do I thinking he’s holding me close kissing my neck and I am getting tingly and thinking mmmm… I shouldn’t be doing this but can feel he’s hard as he presses against me as we dance. Then he slides his hands up under my dress onto my bare ass; whoa it puts a tingle through me feels good, but I shouldn’t be doing this. The song ends and we go get another drink and ballroom was crowded and ended up at a small bar on the other side of the room from my friends. We are standing off to the side in a back corner of the ballroom and it was dimly lit, we were chatting and he moved close and began kissing me and I was pretty buzzed and kissed him back. As we were kissing, I was leaning back against a wall and then he began touching my tits and I was getting more and more turned on. I haven’t been that turned on like this in a long time and we kept making out and his hand were wondering all over my body. He slipped one of the straps off my shoulder and pulled down my top and his hands on my tits it was making me crazy. Then he slid hand up my dress and was touching my inner thighs working way up to my now wet pussy. Once he felt how wet I was he slipped his fingers under my thong and began pull it down. I was soo turned on I did not try and stop him they slid down my legs and then I stepped out of them. He bent over and picked them up and slowly slid his hand up my inner thigh to my freshly shaved very wet pussy and began rubbing it and I just spread my legs for him. He slipped a finger in me and then two it felt so good, I was so wet. After a few minutes of this he put is wet fingers up to my lips and I sucked his fingers and was rubbing in hard dick through his pants. At this point I didn’t care about anything not that my top was down, or my skirt was up, and I was making out with him and people could possibly be watching. Jeff then suggested that we get another drink and take it to his room. I told him I didn’t think it was a good idea and I was married. He pushed me back against the wall kissing me and resumed fingering me to the point I thought I was going to cum; “still think is a bad idea” he asked? At this point I was so horny I wanted him to fuck me and off we went nervous butterflies and all. In the elevator we he was touching me all over and I put my hand in his pants he was a good size and so hard but before I could get it out we were at the 9th floor and the door opened. When we got to his room we went out on the balcony looking at city view. I was getting nervous again and he pulled me close, pulling my head back by my hair telling me that he knows and I know I was there because I wanted him to fuck me and don’t be shy now. He started kissing my neck and with his other hand reached down rubbed my really wet pussy and then pulled my dress up and off. Now he has me naked pushed up against the wall out on the balcony and holding my hands over my head looking at me telling me how sexy I am. We kiss and his hand slides down to my pussy and be begins rubbing it and fingering me to a serious orgasm. My legs were shaking wow that was good. He tells me to take his pants off and suck his dick; I did as I was told and undid his pants and pulled them down and it was so hard and got on my knees and took him into my mouth sucking him; he was thick and could barely take it all. After a while tugged me by the hair and we went inside and he told me to get on the bed and spread my legs and touch myself. Which I did and I couldn’t believe I was doing I was told but it was hot and I was so wet. He stood there watching me as I began to shudder with another orgasm. Then he got onto the bed between my legs and put the tip up against my wet waiting pussy rubbing it up and down my slit. He asked me if I wanted him to fuck me; yes put it in and fuck me hard. With that I felt him enter me and slowly put it in and picked up the pace it felt so good. He asked me if I liked be fucked like a lil’ whore? I didn’t know what to say I was never good at dirty talk. “Well whore?” I was so hot and horny all I could say was yes fuck me like the whore I am, fuck me harder. We continued to fuck in various positions I must have cum 10 times. Then it was late and wanted me to stay but I told him no that I need to back to my room. I got back to my showered and fell asleep. The next morning I ran into him at the breakfast buffet and after some small talk and breakfast he showed me some pictures of us together naked and doing all kinds of positions. WTF I was scared and pissed. Give them to me I demanded, he said I will get them but need to meet him later that evening and handed me an address. OMG now what?? What am I going to do? I was scared, pissed and confused. I definitely didn’t want hubby to find out. Went back to my room thinking now what was I going to do? Stay tuned for the rest of the story, it surprised even me.

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