Our 40th Reunion Part One - Sex Stories

Our 40th Reunion Part One

... shook hands.

Just then, the public address speaker requested everyone to find their seats. Dinner would be served in five minutes.

"Paul, we must catch up after dinner," Sam said, smiling at me and further warming my heart. "And if it's okay with you, Marsha, I'd like just one dance with your husband?" She added.

Marsha smiled and replied. "He's all yours." Knowing that I'd be all hers later when we arrived home.

Sam smiled at us both, and as she turned to return to her table, she said. "See ya later."

I sat down beside my lovely wife but watched Sam as she made her way back to her seat. Her walk seemed to be a bit more seductive, and there appeared to be a little more bounce in her step.

"She's beautiful," Marsha commented, gaining my attention again.

I placed my hand on hers, and looking into her eyes, I replied. "I've known Sam since the seventh grade."

Marsha turned her hand over and squeezed mine. "I can see you are happy she's here," she suggested.

"I was looking forward to seeing her again after all these years," I answered.

As folks started moving into the tables, my view of Sam was obscured, so I kept my attention on my lovely wife.

"You've never mentioned her before," Marsha commented.

I smiled, knowing she felt a little challenged by Sam, and replied. "Nothing to mention. We haven't seen each other since graduation." I lied to her, not wanting to admit that Sam and I had seen each other a few times since then.

After ...

... thirty-six years of marriage, Marsha has become pretty good at reading me. She has an astute talent for knowing when I'm not being sincere.

"You had a thing for her, didn't you, Paul?" Marsha asked.

"Ancient history, babe," I instantly replied, bringing a smile to her lips.

I slipped my hand below the tablecloth and softly squeezed her sexy thigh. "The only woman I have a thing for is sitting beside me," I whispered in her ear.

Marsha turned and lightly kissed me on the mouth, letting her lips part slightly and extending the tip of her tongue.

Our gentle kiss was interrupted by Rick Hillman and his wife Jennifer as they found their name tag next to ours.

"Looks like we're together, Paul," Rick said as I turned my lips away from Marsha's mouth. Rick sat one seat away from Marsha, and his wife Janet took the seat between.

"Can I get anyone a drink before dinner is served?" I asked.

"We're good," Rick replied.

"Can I have another gin and tonic with a double twist, hun," Marsha said.

"Got it," I replied as I slid my chair back and stood up. "Be back in a flash," I added.

Before I turned toward the bar, I noticed Sam was looking at me. As always, her smile warmed my heart.

The bartender was busy serving up the last of the quote-unquote free drinks, and as I waited for my turn, a familiar voice behind me said. "You're the one person I was hoping to see tonight."

I turned and was greeted by Sam's brilliant smile and sparkling eyes. "Same here, Sam," I ...