Ann had a deep and rather dark secret. After 15 years of marriage, the guilt of what she had done still ate at her. Both Ann and Don were Catholics, brought up with the belief that sex belonged in marriage only. They met in December of their freshman year of college. Neither of them was special, Ann at 5'3", 34a-26-35, glasses, was very smart, but plain. Don at 5'9", 135 pounds, also very smart, was awkward with girls and not very experienced. Ann was even less experienced, having kissed one boy in college and none in high school before meeting Don.
They hit it off immediately. With so many things in common, they could talk forever. Even their different majors, his in engineering, hers in sociology, were not a problem because they could share and understand so easily.
With that kind of friendship, sexual attraction was automatic and they shared many deep kissing sessions before the Christmas break. Even though they lived somewhat near ear other, in Olympia and Tacoma, the time apart was agonizing for both.
Spending so much time together, they naturally progressed in their kissing sessions until one night their mutual passion had him on top of her as she opened her legs to feel his hard, but unseen, penis against her vulva and especially her clitoris. She climaxed that night and wondered if his heavy breathing meant he had also. After that, dry humping became a regular part of their activities and even though Don had never yet touched her breasts, she had many times felt her skirt or dress ride up as he rode against her exposed panties or pantyhose crotch.
Over the summer and the next year, the touching increased, much to Ann's pleasure and guilt. Although by the end of their sophomore year their dry humping had occurred completely naked several times, they still maintained their determination to be virgins until their wedding day, if it should come. Most people looked on Don and Ann as a couple that would of course marry on graduation.
The summer between their junior and senior years was the one where they had to be apart all summer. Don's engineering internship was going to take him to near Indianapolis for the entire summer. Ann took a job at the college for the summer session. This allowed her to stay in the dorm with a friend who was a nursing student. It also allowed her to be with other nursing student friends during their summer school session. Besides, Ann thought Portland summer weather was much nicer than Olympia summer weather.
Don left for his internship one week after school got out for the summer. They wrote to each other almost daily and were able to talk on the phone once a week. With this, the first few weeks of summer before the start of the summer session passed without too much pain for Ann.
The summer session was harder. This was where they had spent so much time together, exploring their sexuality. Ann worked at the school switchboard and kept her time filled fairly well during the week, but weekends were harder to bear, except for the all too short calls from Don each Saturday or Sunday.
After two weeks, two nursing student friends, Cathy and Terri, suggested Ann go to a party at a nearby house. Cathy told Ann, "You can't just sit around here missing Don all summer. Get out and have a little harmless fun."
The party started at 5 and it was a very warm summer day. Ann chose to wear her newest summer dress and sandals. The dress was sleeveless, mid-thigh, high waisted, with a tie back. Ann enjoyed how the dress felt on her in the hot weather and thought she looked good in it. Green was a good color on her, the flowers made it even more feminine.
The party was a semi-typical college type party for the early 90s, and people mixed, talked, played games and drank beer or wine as they enjoyed chips, hot dogs and hamburgers. Ann felt out of place at first and did not know who to hang around with or what to do. Cathy and Terri had almost immediately separated to be with guys they had clearly planned to meet at the party. Ann could not help but notice that neither girl minded the fact they were not their regular boyfriends.
Then Tom came up and said hi to Ann. Tom was maybe 5'10", 23, nice looking and friendly. His manly scent didn't hurt any either. Ann enjoyed his attention and they began to talk. Tom talked about his job as a security guard, family and adventures while Ann talked about her college classes, Don, family and what she liked to do. Ann found herself attracted to Tom and allowed him to bring her food or wine and teamed up with him for some games. Cathy noticed Ann and Tom together and told her to enjoy his company.
As it began to get dark, Ann noticed Cathy and Terri leaving in Terri's car with the two guys they had met. She turned to Tom and said, "It looks like I am going to need a ride back to the dorm." Tom said, "No problemo, I would be more than happy to give a pretty girl like you a ride."
Half and hour later Tom suggested maybe Ann might be ready to leave. As Ann got into Tom's Malibu, Tom asked if she minded if they stopped by his apartment so he could get his jacket. Ann told him she didn't mind.
Tom's apartment was not far away and Ann got out of the car to go in with him. While Tom was getting his jacket, Ann noticed his VHS collection and was reading titles. Tom noticed Ann's interest and asked if she wanted to watch a movie and have some more wine. Ann saw the movie Coming to America and decided she wanted to watch it.
Ann settled on Tom's couch as she put in the movie and got out some wine and glasses. Then Tom settled near her. As the movie progressed, Ann and Tom inched nearer to each other, then Tom put his arm around her. Ann felt comfortable with Tom, again enjoying his manly smell and his firm body as she relaxed against him.
As Ann leaned her head against Tom's shoulder he pulled her closer and then leaned over and kissed her. The feel of his lips on hers and his tongue exploring her mouth were delicious. However, as he moved his hand to cup her breast she said, "Please don't."
Ann felt she was keeping things under control as she enjoyed Tom's kisses. As they continued to kiss, Ann settled lower on the couch, vaguely aware her dress was riding up as she did so. Tom pushed Cathy back on the couch and so she was laying down with him half on top of her. She could feel his very hard manhood against her upper thigh and hip and thought about how good Don's hardness felt against her clitoris when they made out.