My ex-wife Debbie and I had been divorced for about 6 years when I heard a story about her at a college reunion.
Let me back up...Debbie and I met the first week of our freshman year in college. We were both 18. We dated the entire freshman year and then I dumped her over the summer because I wanted to see other girls...which I did. When we got back to school for our sophomore year, we ended up getting back together and we stayed together. In fact we got married after graduation and stayed married for almost 15 years. We parted on ok terms at the end and because we have kids and we are both lawyers in a small, midwest town. We have stayed reasonably civil.
A couple years ago I went to a college reunion. Debbie didn't go. I had a relatively lame weekend, but I did run into some guys and women I knew back then. And later in the evening a guy recognized me and came over and introduced himself.
"Hey...aren't you Jack" he said with a beer in one hand a strong slur to his speech. I told him I was and I apologized for not remembering who he was. He told me his name was Steve and it turned out he was a friend of a guy I had known. We talked about some guys we had as mutual friends and some parties we had both gotten trashed at. Then he asked me "Weren't you the guy who was dating that tall blond girl...Debbie something?" I told him yes, that was me.
"Damn," he said. "She had great tits."
"Yes she did" I agreed.
"And she sure loved to fuck!" he said and I almost spit out my beer.
At that point I was sure we were not talking about the same girl. Not that Debbie didn't like to fuck—she did! But in college she had only fucked one guy and it was me. When we met at the start of freshman year, Debbie was a virgin. And not just a virgin...she had never even seen a dick before. She had dated in high school, and she had let a couple guys feel up her great tits, but she had not let anyone see her topless and she had never seen a guy's dick until she saw mine the first time. And after we had been dating a while and she let me pop her cherry, I was sure I was the first. And other than the summer we broke up, we both only slept with each other...so I was sure this guy was talking about someone else. So I told him I thought he was confused.
"No...no...I know the girl. Her name was Debbie. She was tall, like maybe 5'10", blond, smart...great tits...her roommate was a short girl with brown hair...I think her name was Janet...she was dating my roommate Randy"
Holy shit I thought...her roommate's name had been Janet, and she had dated a guy named Randy for a while. I was trying to think of a way to find out what this guy knew without letting him know that I was in the dark. I decided to just play along so I said "She was a fun fuck wasn't she?"
He said "Yeah...well I only did her at that one party at the house...but I will never forget that night!"
"Oh yeah...that was quite a party." I said, having absolutely no idea what party he was talking about.
"Did she tell you about it?" He asked, "I heard you guys got back together later that year, but I didn't think she would have told you about what happened."
It was getting clearer now. This must have been a party that happened while we were broken up. That summer I had dated and slept with a few women while I was doing an internship in Chicago. Debbie had stayed on campus and had worked and taken a couple classes because she was changing her major and needed some extra credits. When we got back together, we agreed not to talk about what we did while we were apart...that was mostly my idea. I knew how conservative Debbie was and I knew she wouldn't like the fact that I had slept with three other women, so I figured I was protecting myself. I knew that she went out with 2 or 3 guys that summer, but I didn't think she got further than some above-the-waist play. The funny thing was...hearing about the fact that she had fucked another guy wasn't getting me angry...it was getting me hard. I wanted the details.
"Yeah, she told me." I lied. "But I am sure she didn't tell me everything...why don't you give me your side of the story." I said as I handed him another beer.
And he did...
It was 4th of July weekend. Steve lived in a house right off campus that he rented with 5 other guys, one of whom was Randy who was dating Debbie's roommate Janet. Debbie and Janet had gone to a party that started around noon that Saturday. It was a beach themed party (although there was no actual beach) so they had worn shorts and bikini tops. Neither of the girls were big drinkers so they tended to stay away from a lot of alcohol, but at the party, the guys had soaked some strawberries in Everclear and put them in a punch. The girls loved strawberries and although they didn't drink much of the punch, they kept picking out the strawberries and eating them...getting drunker and drunker and not really knowing why.
After dinner, as the sun started going down and it started getting cooler, the girls started walking back to the dorm and Janet said she wanted to stop by and see Randy. So they ended up walking over to the house. The guys were having a typical Saturday night—drinking, watching porn and playing poker and they asked if the girls wanted to join in. The girls said sure...and were given drinks and seats at the poker table.
Now, I played a lot of poker in college and Debbie had been with me and watched and even played some, so she knew how to play and could basically hold her own. Janet didn't know the first thing about it and, along with the fact that she was drunker than Debbie, could not play for anything. So they played for a while and had a lot of laughs and drank more and more.
Predictably, after a while, one of the guys suggested they switch the game to strip poker. Debbie immediately said "No way." But Janet, who was far more tipsy and was sitting across from her boyfriend and was also watching more of the porno movie than Debbie was said "Oh come on...heck you are winning tons of hands anyway." Which was a bit of an overstatement, but not totally untrue. Of course all the guys joined in and said "Yeah come on." After a few minutes they talked her into playing.
Now, the girls hadn't completely thought the game through because the fact was that no one had a lot of clothes on to begin with. It had been a hot July day and even though it was evening, the house wasn't air conditioned and was still hot. The girls had put tee shirts on over their bikini tops, but other than their shorts and panties and sandals, they weren't wearing anything. The guys were probably worse off. Most of them just had on shorts and tee shirts with no shoes or anything.
But the game started anyway.
Debbie held her own for a while. She had lost her sandals early but that was it. The guys were having mixed results; most were shirtless at that point. Janet wasn't doing as well. She had lost her sandals and her tee shirt and had just lost another hand. Everyone was looking at her wondering what would go next. If she took off her shorts she would be in her bikini top and panties...if she took off the bikini top...well everyone would see her 34bs. She went for the shorts and the guys all groaned and complained. The girls laughed.
Debbie lost the next hand and took off her tee shirt. She felt a little self conscious with 6 guys watching her take her shirt off. Her bikini top wasn't skimpy but it was a bikini top. It showed a lot of her 36c tits and she could feel that her nipples were erect. The guys were very happy and most of them shifted in their chairs.
Randy lost a hand that put him down to his underwear and then Janet lost again and the table got quiet. Janet looked at Randy as if she was looking for his approval and he said "It's not fair to walk away from the game now. You got in at the beginning—you have to stay to the end—no matter what." He had a big smile on his face.
Janet reached around and undid the ties of her top and took it off and the guys all cheered as she sat there in her panties. Her dark nipples were rock hard.
