Our 40th Reunion Part One - Sex Stories

Our 40th Reunion Part One

... that you were happily married, so I didn't think it was a good idea for us to have any contact."

I felt my emotions taking over, and my eyes filled with moisture as I turned my hand over to gently hold hers. "Sam, I've been in love with you since I first met you in junior high."

"I know that now, Paul," she replied. "If I had realized it while we were in high school, our lives would have been very different," Sam added.

I felt so stupid. Had I been able to get over my extreme shyness in school and tell her how much I loved her, Sam and I would be attending this reunion as husband and wife.

"Paul, do you remember what I wrote in your yearbook?" Sam asked.

"Do I remember? I read your words just a few weeks ago," I replied.

Sam smiled and warmed my heart. "When I wrote Always and Forever, I meant I'd love you always and forever," Sam said, a tiny tear streaking down her soft cheek from the corner of her eye.

"I will always love you, Paul. And you'll be in my heart forever," she whispered, holding her hand to her heart.

I knew that our love for each other would remain a secret that Sam and I would carry to our graves. The woman I'd married raised two wonderful children with and have loved for thirty-six years would be my wife forever.

I felt fortunate to have the love of two sensitive, caring, and passionate women and smiled, knowing I could love them simultaneously.

"Dance with me," Sam whispered.

As we walked hand in hand to the dance floor, the ...

... DJ started playing a song from our past. The Righteous Brothers Unchained Melody began to play.

Sam melted into my arms, her warm, soft body touching mine in every possible way. As I hugged her tightly, she curled her arms up behind me to softly place her hands on my neck, and her soft cheek rested on my shoulder.

Eyes closed, we began a slow, soulful dance as the words played, "I've hungered for your touch a long, lonely time." Her fingers laced into my hair, and she lifted her lips to whisper. "I need your love, I need your love. God speed your love to me."

The song didn't last nearly long enough, but in the three or four minutes while the Righteous Brothers serenaded my love and me, we consummated the love of a lifetime. Unlike husband and wife, our consummation was one of mind and spirit, which would carry Sam and me until our dying breaths.

As the song ended, Sam lifted her head from my shoulder and looked up into my glistening eyes. In a whisper barely audible, she said. "Thank you for always loving me."

I kissed her softly on the lips and pulled her lovely, soft body close to me for one last time. Turning my lips to her ear, I whispered. "Always and Forever."

I felt her shudder and was sure tears were cascading down her cheeks. She moved back, breaking our hug, a broad smile on her lips. It warmed my heart.

As she wiped the tears, she said. "Let me take you back to your wonderful wife."

Her hand grasped mine, and we slowly walked toward Marsha, ...