Tess and Donny met during their sports training camps before the start of classes, their freshman year of college. Donny had been recruited to play football. He immediately became the big man on campus. He was a tall muscular quarterback who had been all-state in high school. Thanks to his mom pushing him to study, even without football, he likely could have received an academic scholarship to attend the university. That was nearly two decades ago.
Tess is a five-foot, eleven-inch tall, beautiful woman with long brunette hair that stops in the middle of her back. She has dark tan skin that she attributes to her Latvian lineage. She has a small waist and large, bouncy boobs. At 37 years old, Tess now has the shape and looks of a lingerie model.
Although her body looked different, Tess was just as beautiful when she was 18. But teenage boys were generally too shallow to appreciate her. She was very athletic and lettered in two sports in high school, field hockey and softball. Back then, she weighed at least 205 pounds but likely weighed more. She stopped weighing herself in the eleventh grade. She was the perfect size to dominate the field hockey pitch, but not to catch the attention of the average bonehead high school boy. She was smart and funny but entered college having never had a date.
By contrast, Donny was a heartthrob. He has very fair skin and piercing blue eyes. He was gorgeous and the female students knew it. They were throwing themselves at him. He could have been drowning in pussy if he wanted it. But Donny met Tess his third day on campus.
He was standing right behind her in line in the cafeteria. She got the last helping of tater tots and she heard him groan when he found out there were no more. Tess offered to share with him. They sat together at lunch and have been inseparable since. So, rather than fucking his way through multiple sorority houses, Donny went through all of college as a one-woman man. It has now been 19 years since Tess and Donny met and nearly 15 years since they got married.
Their lives now consist of work, being chauffeurs for their children, and binge-watching reality television shows. At some time around their tenth year of marriage, their sex life developed a routine. They would have no-frills missionary position sex once a week on Saturday night. The only increase in frequency was when they were trying to get pregnant with their third child.
Six months after that third pregnancy, even without looking at a scale, Tess knew she weighed more than she ever had before. Although Donny never commented on her size, Tess did not like the way she looked or felt. She had never been a small girl, but, for the first time since she started dating Donny, she was self-conscious about her appearance. The fact that her and Donny's sex life was nearly nonexistent did not help her self-esteem.
Tess joined a fitness club and got a personal trainer. Eighteen months later, after hundreds of Pilates classes, thousands of squats, and countless hours on a treadmill, Tess is 70 pounds lighter. She has a flat tight belly with noticeable abs. Her ass is firm and round. And her hairdresser convinced her to get blonde highlights which make Tess look even sexier.
Miracle of miracles, as she slimmed down, somehow her breasts stayed the same size. Tess had always been busty, but because of her new proportions, her tits now look positively huge. Despite her transformation, Tess still viewed herself as that chunky girl from high school who never had a date.
As their fifteenth anniversary approached, Tess started contemplating ways to celebrate and rejuvenate their marriage. One Sunday, at the end of church service, Tess was looking through the back of the bulletin and saw a posting for an upcoming overnight couples retreat being organized by the new pastor. The ad promised, "Spiritual growth, learning new ways to become closer with your spouse, and surprises."
That Monday, Tess called Pastor Tom to get more information about the retreat. Pastor Tom had been recently hired to breathe new life into a church whose congregation had begun to dwindle. This retreat was just one of the new things he had implemented. He told Tess that married couples from around the state would be meeting at the Holiday Inn Express near the airport. The retreat would start on Saturday with a plenary session led by several pastors, followed by various small group meetings run by facilitators, and culminating with a social that night. Registration had already closed, but Pastor Tom told her that she and Donny should just show up anyway.
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Saturday morning, Tess got up before Donny. When he awoke, he saw her riding the stationary bike in their bedroom. Tess was wearing tiny blue exercise shorts. Her long legs made the shorts look miniscule. Her midriff was bare and she was wearing a black sports bra to contain her massive breasts that jiggled as she pumped the peddles on the bike. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail, and a sheen of perspiration covered her body.
When she reached her milage goal, Tess got off the bike, went into the bathroom, and turned on the shower. To prevent the room from filling with steam, she kept the door open. Had he looked up from his phone, she would have been in full view of Donny as she began to strip. Her sweat had caused the little shorts to stick to her skin. She had to roll them over her round bum to get them off.
She was then wearing just a white thong and sports bra. When she pulled off her bra, her tits dropped free and bounced. As she had done with the sweat-soaked shorts, she rolled her saturated panties over her ass and down her legs.
She turned on a playlist of music on her phone named "Tess's Shower Time Mix". The playlist was full of songs with "ass" or "shake" in the titles. They were uncensored versions that Tess could not listen to around her kids. Shower time was Tess's special time each day when she could be carefree.
That morning, Tess stepped into the clear glass shower enclosure. Dancing naked to music with filthy lyrics, she could see a reflection of Donny in the large bathroom mirror as he lied on the bed, with his eyes glued to his screen.
The hot water sprayed on Tess's tan body. She washed her hair and, as she rinsed it, streams of the shampoo cascaded down her back and over her breasts. She picked up the bottle of body wash, squirted some into her hands and rubbed them together to make a lather. She rubbed her hands all over, soaping her entire body.
Tess then rinsed every inch of her skin until she was soap-free. She took a bit more bodywash and lathered all around her vulva. She retrieved a pink disposable razor from the shower caddy. Then, as she did every couple of days for the past six months, Tess shaved off every follicle of pubic hair.
She then turned off the water and stepped onto the bathmat. Tess looked in the mirror to make sure her pussy was hairless. It was, which made her pronounced labia look even more like an orchid. She turned off the music. She wrapped a towel around her nude wet body and walked into the bedroom. Tess dropped the towel and got dressed no more than five feet away from Donny, who never looked up from his screen.
Getting their three kids up, dressed, and fed took way longer than it should have. Donny and Tess then had to drop the kids at Donny's sister's house. As their middle child was getting out of the SUV, she grabbed on to Tess's white blouse. That morning, Tess had put on one of her cutesy bras that fastened in the front between the cups. Her daughter pulled so hard that the plastic clasp on Tess's bra broke. The result was that, although Tess's huge breasts were still technically in their respective cups, that condition could change with any sudden movement.
After dropping off the children, Tess and Donny got stuck in traffic. The plenary session ran from 11 o'clock to noon. Donny and Tess had planned to get to the hotel by 10:45 a.m. By the time they pulled into the parking lot of the Holiday Inn, it was already 12:10.
They jumped out of their vehicle and rushed to the front desk. Although Tess did not notice, as she ran, her boobs popped out of their holsters. They were bouncing and swaying as she approached the 40-something-year-old male desk clerk. Out of breath, Donny said, "We're here for the couples' thing."
The clerk, who had been staring at Tess's tits since she entered the building, looked her up and down, smiled, and said, "Nice." He made eye contact with Donny and said, "You can't check into your room until after 3 o'clock, but the activities have already started. The host couple running it is over there." He pointed to a man and woman sitting at a table behind Tess and Donny. As Donny and Tess walked away from the desk, the clerk stared at Tess's round ass in her khaki thigh-length skirt and said under his breath, "Just as good going as coming."
When Tess and Donny reached the table, the attractive, fair-skinned brunette sitting there said, "Hi, I'm Dee. This is my husband, Craig. Welcome." Dee looked to be about 45 years old and had C-cup breasts. She was in great shape and was wearing a V-neck shirt that showed plenty of cleavage.
Although he was not trying to do so, at the angle from where he was standing, Donny could not help but look down Dee's shirt. "We'd like to register," he said.
"No problem. I just need your first names," Dee said.
"I'm Donny, and this is Tess," he replied.
Craig checked the list in front of him. "I'm sorry. I don't see a Tess and Donny. Did you use your real names?"
Tess chimed in, "We didn't hear about this until late, so we're not pre-registered. But we were told to just show up and see if there was room."
"Darn it. It looks like we're completely full," said Dee.