High School Class Reunion Ch. 3
Sizemedium
This is a continuation of day two of events at our 50th high school reunion. This story is based on an actual event. Names changed to protect the guilty. Dialog is as I can best recall it.
My wife and I arrived at the reunion dance at about 7:30 PM. Although our high school had been replaced with a new one, the planners wanted the dance to be held in the gym, reminiscent of the dances when we were in school. The DJ was playing slow music from the late 1950s. I think the planners wanted only slow music because they were worried about bad hips and knees on some of the attendees.
We got a couple of cans of soda pop and started to circulate. There were fewer couples in attendance since our last reunion. Some had passed away and others were kept at home due to physical problems. After an hour or so of talking with some of my classmates, my wife and I decided to find a table and sit down. We had not been seated long before the number one class mate, Amalee, sat down at our table.
She looked just the same as when we were in high school. I had a crush on her all through school. She was beautiful and very smart, ranked #1 student every year, including being our valedictorian. Amalee never married but she usually came to the reunions with a California male hunk on her arm as eye candy. I am certain she did it to make her female classmates envious. She looked just like she did in high school. She had kept her figure and her hair was still black.
"Hello guys," she said. "At every reunion you find me to remind me that I was your first date in grade school so this year I thought I would remind you."
"Thank you for remembering. How have you been? Still an attorney in Sacramento?" I asked.
"I feel really healthy and yes, I work a lot with the legislature there," she replied. "How are you guys doing?"
"We are both healthy. I have had cancer twice but am 100% now," I replied. "Usually you have some good looking man on your arm. Are you alone this year?"
"Yes. I have become tired of the men in California so I decided to come alone."
"The DJ is playing a nice slow song, so would you care to dance if my wife wouldn't mind?" I asked.
"You go ahead. I see Martha coming over. She and I need to talk anyway," my wife said.
Martha is the wife of a retired Baptist minister. Although I was not very close to her in school, the last few years we have become close. I helped them by fixing their computers and finding a free laptop for them. Her husband has had some medical issues that have landed him in the hospital several times. We always go visit him and take Martha out for a good meal. She and my wife have become good friends.
I escorted Amalee to the dance floor and I assume the standard dance position -- left arm out and right arm around her back. The song ended too soon so we decided to dance to the next song.
When the slow music began, Amalee said, "Let's dance this one like we did back in school." She put her arms around my neck and I put my arms around her waist and pulled her close to me. She put her face against mine. I could hear her breathing in my ear and I could feel her breasts pushing against my chest. Very romantic!
After dancing for a bit, she said, "Is that all you?"
Oh damn. I was so excited to dance with her close that I had a raging hardon and it was horizontal in my pants. That is the worst location for my dick because it really shows. We were dancing so close that it was pressing against her.
"I am afraid that is me. I am very excited to be dancing with you. Sorry! Let me move back a bit." I explained and I tried to put some space between us, but she held tight against me.
She whispered in my ear, "You appear to be gifted with a large appendage. Let me tell you a little secret: I have become a size queen with men in the last half of my life. I wonder how I missed that you were so big when we were in school."
"It caused me a lot of trouble in school and it really is not a gift but more of a curse. I tried my best to hide it in school but I was not very successful. I had an unhappy life for the first half of my life because of it. Really... I can put some space between us if you like."
"No, I am flattered that you find me sexually attractive. So if half of your life was bad due to your big cock, what about the rest of your life?" she asked.
"I found a woman who enjoyed making love with me so I married her and we have been together ever since our first date."
The music stopped but she held on to me. "Let dance one more. I am really enjoying you," she said.