I wrote this in 2010. I based the sex scene on Karen Kay's Only one Night.
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Steve and I have been together since college. We have a beautiful daughter and a wonderful life together. Though Steve is fit, very good looking, and a passionate and attentive lover, I haven't really cut loose with him all that often because he has a small dick, and ever since my first boyfriend, I have always favored a larger cock.
Steve has managed to overcome his lack of prowess by bringing a Hitachi Magic Wand into our bed. He gets me off with it and when we have sex, but I don't feel possessed and dominated by him and get off like I when I am getting totally fucked by a strong man with a horse cock. I love him, and he is a good provider, but sexually, I need something more than he can give me.
Our problems started when I was friended on Facebook by Mike, my first serious boyfriend in high school. Maybe it was the teenage hormones, but I still look back on the time we spent together as some of the best sex I've ever had. Thinking about him, which sometimes happens when I hear a big engine rumble, still makes my breath catch.
I don't masturbate very often, but I have definitely gotten myself off thinking about Mike. I often imagine that I am being fucked by Mike when Steve uses the Magic Wand on me. I really get off imagining Steve as Mike's fluffer when he massages my feet and legs before sex.
Anyway, some friends helped plan our high school reunion. I was already fit from long distance running, but before the reunion I started getting in shape by adding regular yoga and swimming to my routine. All of it was to see if I could still get Mike to notice me. By the time the reunion came around, I was totally buffed. The little pouch I had carried for years despite running was gone thanks to heavy core training in Crossfit, and the swimming had lengthened and toned the muscles in my arms and legs. I looked hot! Steve, who was already outclassed by me sexually, wanted to fuck me every chance he got, but as usual, I limited our sex together to just a few times every couple of weeks, all the while trading comments and chatting regularly with Mike.
When the reunion came, Steve decided that he would stay home with our daughter rather than fly back for the reunion.
I was thrilled. Now I'd get a chance to seduce Mike without having to worry about Steve. The night of the reunion, I wore a slinky black dress that clung to my every curve. Having spent months working myself up chatting with him, I wondered how I would respond to Mike when I saw him. My heart did a backflip when I finally did. He looked hot in a white button down and loose fitting khaki slacks. I could make out the outline of his big dick through the chinos, and I had a little thrill when I caught him checking me out with that sexy, smug smile of his.
The evening was a blur. I spent the entire evening with Mike, talking and dancing. He was now a record producer, and stayed in shape by surfing and lifting weights. I hadn't been that turned on in years.
At one point Mike and I were dancing and I had such a good buzz, I ground my ass against his big cock when he started to kiss the back of my neck, and didn't resist while he slid his hand down my tight belly down my mound and miraculously hit my clit perfectly. There we were, grinding on the dance floor and I was getting wet. Feeling his hard dick rub against me and rubbing myself against his buffed bod sent shivers of delight coursing through my body.