As you can imagine, Tom and I grew apart as we got older. I went away across state to college where I met my eventual wife, Dawn, the love of my life. Tom stayed in town and attended a local college. I had heard that he had married as well, coincidentally to a girl I had fucked when we were younger. She was super attractive and a really great fuck. I also heard that Tom came out as gay and divorced her only a few years into the marriage. My first thought when I heard Tom came out was that I wasn't surprised because of my experiences with him. However, I was also deathly afraid that his new found freedom would encourage him to discuss his past sexual encounters with me. Thankfully, I don't think he did.
My wife, Dawn, and I were happily married. Sex was okay, not great, but okay. Things had grown a little stale to which we tried to address like most couples. We spiced things up by having sex in different places (beach, dressing rooms, etc...), we role played (she was my boss, I was a delivery boy, etc...), and we tried new things (ass fingering and licking, light dom, sub, etc...). For the most part it worked, but I still wanted something more. I had lots of ideas, but nothing specific. Dawn really didn't offer much in terms of ideas, but I could sense she wanted more too.
Dawn and I loved to go out to bars and restaurants on the weekends. We would eat and drink a bit too much and usually ended up going home to have sex. When I was lucky, the sex would start in the car with Dawn either leaning over to suck my cock while I was driving or she might pull her pants down and rub her pussy for me. I love watching her masturbate and she loved doing it for me. Dawn's pussy is perfect. She has a nice trimmed tuft of hair with perfect lips and an ultra-sensitive clit.
This particular weekend, Dawn and I were looking forward to visiting one of our favorite outdoor bars located by the ocean. We had planned on an afternoon of cocktails and food. I was super excited because day drinking with Dawn usually meant great sex when we leave the bar. Dawn loves day drinking and totally lets any inhibitions float away once she gets rolling.
"How does this look?" Dawn asked as she spun around to show me her outfit.
She was wearing a sundress with spaghetti straps holding her modest breasts in place. Her tits were not large which was perfect as I liked them smaller anyway. Dawn looked great in the dress, but I was admittedly disappointed because it didn't allow her to show off her perfect ass. I love her ass and have been trying to fill it with my cock since the day we met, all to no avail.
"You look amazing," I responded. "But, I was hoping for your tight shorts so I could stare at your ass all day."
"You mean this ass?" she said playfully as she lifted the dress to show me her thong.
"Exactly!" I said, reaching out to give it a light slap.
"Oh, keep that up and we may not go anywhere," she said.
This was a good sign. If Dawn was already talking this way without drinking, I was excited to see what was going to happen once alcohol was added to the equation. We gathered our things and jumped in the car to go. The weather was in the high eighties and the sun was shining without a cloud in the sky. The restaurant was by the ocean which was about a ten minute drive from our house. As we were driving, I couldn't help but look over at Dawn and think how lucky I was to have her as my wife. I certainly married up!
When we arrived at the restaurant the parking lot was pretty full. I wasn't too worried because they had four different bar areas that fit lots of people. I parked the car and told Dawn to stay in her seat as I jumped out of my door. I went around the car and opened her door for her.
"My, what a gentleman," she said.
"You know you don't have to do that. You're already getting laid tonight," she said with a wink as I helped her from the car.
"I figured as much, but maybe this will help my chances for trying something new tonight."
"You're not putting it in my ass."
"Damn, it was worth a try."
We walked towards the bar area and quickly discovered that we weren't the only ones who had the idea of outdoor day drinking. All four of the bars were packed. We walked around a bit until we saw an older couple at the bar who looked like they were getting ready to leave. I rushed over and hovered until they did. Dawn and I grabbed the two seats and made ourselves comfortable realizing how lucky we were to be seated. We ordered our drinks and settled in knowing that we would not be leaving for some time. We chatted and laughed while throwing back cocktails and eating delicious food. I could sense that Dawn was feeling good based on the number of sexual innuendos she was letting fly. Since day drinking is her favorite, Dawn often forgets that it's a marathon and not a sprint. So, it is up to me to make sure she paces herself or I won't get any sex later.
"I have to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back," she said, squeezing my thigh as she rose from her seat.
Dawn turned and headed for the bathroom and I watched her ass thinking about fucking the shit out of her later. I had a bit of a hardon thinking about it so I gently brushed my dick with my hand. Dawn returned a few minutes later smiling like she had done something wrong and got away with it.
"What are you giggling about?" I asked her.
"Hold out your hand," she instructed.
I did as she told me and she took her hand and placed it on top of mine. She opened her hand and placed a light silky material in mine. I looked only to see she gave me the thong panties she was wearing when we left the house.
I laughed hard, but was enormously turned on by this little gesture. The thought of her pussy being exposed without panties in such a public place had me totally hard.
"Should I smell them?" I asked jokingly.
"You can, but that old couple over there watching us may not like it."
I turned around and sure enough there was an older couple watching us with disgusted looks on their faces. Well, at least the woman did, the guy looked jealous. But, what I saw behind them caused me to gasp and look away. It couldn't be possible. He lived like fifty miles from here.
"Are you okay?" Dawn asked me, noticing that I looked confused.
"Yeah, fine. I just thought I saw someone I recognized from a long time ago, but it's not him."
I purposely did not look back over to see if it actually was Tom because I was afraid to make eye contact. That part of my life had passed and I was now totally moving on with my wife by my side. I had fun with him, man did I ever have fun with him, but that was in the past.
"Are you ready for another drink or appetizer?" I asked Dawn, trying to distract myself from Tom's possible presence.
"Absolutely," she responded.
We ordered a couple more drinks and I managed to move on from thinking about him, almost. He was still stuck in the back of my mind. I was thinking back to one of our last encounters when I watched him fuck himself with a dildo, making me clean all my cum and his cum with my tongue off the mirror to which it was mounted. Coming back to reality, I noticed my cock was rock hard.
"I lost you for a minute there, what are you thinking about?" Dawn asked me.
"Nothing really, I just spaced out."
Dawn leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear.
"Are you sure you weren't thinking of fucking me from behind while you play with my asshole?"
Dawn doesn't often talk this dirty so I knew she was really feeling good. It certainly made me forget about Tom.
"You like that don't you. You like the thought of putting your dick in my ass instead of your thumb, right?"
"You're going to make my cum right here if you don't settle down," I said jokingly, but not.
"I think it might be time to leave so you can enjoy the car ride home," she said, giving my cock a slight squeeze.
"Let's go," I said, getting off the bar stool.
"I think we need the check first," she said laughing.
"Right," I laughed. "You get the check while I run to the bathroom."
I turned to go to the bathroom and caught Tom out of the corner of my eye. It was definitely him. I have to admit that he looked good. I didn't spend much time on him as I wanted to get right to Dawn sucking me off in the car. I went to the urinal and extracted my cock from my zipper which was not an easy task given I was already semi hard due to the thought of what was to come during the car ride and at home. Dawn was definitely horned up and that usually leads to some fun sex. After finishing up I gave myself a couple of quick strokes before stuffing myself back in my pants. When I exited the rest room I could see across to the bar where Dawn was sitting. My immediate thought was how beautiful she looked. I'm not sure how I managed to land her as my wife, but I knew I was going to do some fucked up things with her soon! As I began walking towards her, I noticed someone standing over my seat waiting to order from the bartender. Sure enough it was Tom. Fuck, what do I do? The bar was packed so if I waited for him to get his drink I could be waiting a long time. Of course, Dawn was talking to him as she does all strangers. She has the need to make small talk with anyone and everyone. I stood there watching as they were chatting and laughing like best friends. Screw it, I'm going over to my seat I thought. It may be awkward, but it also might be cool to catch up with an old friend that I grew up with....and blew many of my loads in his mouth.
As I approached them I decided that I wouldn't acknowledge him unless he acknowledged me. Yes, I knew it was childish, but this was a guy who swallowed more of my loads than anyone on the planet, including my wife! It was a strange situation that I never thought I would find myself in. As I approached my chair at the bar Tom could sense someone near him and moved to the side to allow me access to the seat. He turned a bit and looked directly at me.
"Mark?" he asked
"Holy shit, Tom?" I responded by acting surprised. "What are you doing here? I thought you were still living south of the city."
"I do, but I'm here with some work friends," he responded. "You look great. What's it been like 10 years now since I last saw you?"
"Something like that. You look great too."
And he did. It was pretty obvious that he had taken great care of himself over the years. His shoulders were broad and waist was thin. I was pretty happy with how I had kept myself in shape, but he looked so much better. I reached out to shake his hand, but he pulled me in for a hug. His arms were thick and strong as he enveloped my body. As we parted, I saw Dawn looking confused.
"Oh, sorry. Dawn, this is my friend that I grew up with. Tom, this is my lovely wife, Dawn.
"Very nice to meet you, Dawn." he said.
"Same here. Mark talks a lot about growing up playing basketball and wiffleball with his friends. Are you one of those guys?"
"Yes, I am. There was a group of us that were inseparable for many summers. It was so much fun."
"I would say Mark agrees, since he talks so much about it. Were you a Red Sox fan too? Mark said you guys would shoot hoops and then watch the Sox after."
Mark looked over at me with a smile knowing what usually happened when he and I watched the Sox. Typically, it would result in at least one of us swallowing a load of cum.
"Yes, I was a huge Sox fan and still am today. We watched a ton of games on my parents couch. It was a lot of fun. Watching the games now just isn't the same as it was back then," he said with a slight smirk.
'Yeah Mark said you guys rarely missed a game. That's dedication."
"It was easy to be dedicated when you really enjoyed it."
I had to stop this conversation because I was feeling bad for Dawn not understanding where Tom was coming from.
"So Tom, are you still living in the old neighborhood?"
"Close, but a couple of towns over. I bought a place on the same street, but my ex-wife got it in the divorce settlement," he said.
"Oh, sorry to hear that."
