I had been planning for nearly a year. I spent countless hours in the gym working on my cardio and weight training. I just competed in my very first triathlon three weeks ago (I lost but did finish). My body looks better now, than it has at any time in my life. I know that I am in the best shape of my life. You might ask why someone my age would do this. The reason was simple, last Saturday I attended my 30-year high school reunion. I have become very competitive over the years and wanted to make sure I looked better than anyone else that was going to show up.
Growing up, I was a total wallflower. I did my best to blend into the crowd. My parents were very old fashion and tried their best to raise a good girl. That all changed at the end of the 11th grade. What happened to change me? I started dating my husband. He encouraged me to do, think, and try so many new things. If you read any of my other stories, you will see some of the amazon things we have done over the last 31 years.
Senior year, I became one of the wildest girls in the school. I had turned 18 over the summer and I was ready to have some fun. Some of the other students (mostly other girls) called me the class slut, but hey, I was having fun. I went from being Ms. Nobody to being the girl all of the boys wanted to hang out with.
My senior class only had 112 students, 50 of them were boys. By the time I graduated from high school, I counted that I had been fucked, sucked off, or had some other sexual thing done to me or me to them by at least 12 of them. That means 25% of the guys really, really liked me and more than likely, I had a lot higher percentage of the girls that hated me.
What did these two facts have to do with each other? My husband had giving me a dare (remember I am very competitive). The dared was to have some form of sex, by the end of the night with each of the 12 guys I played around with in school. I agreed but added in the following restrictions. We agreed the guy had to show up at the reunion, the guy had to be physically able to perform (we are getting older), and the guy had to stay at the reunion long enough that it would be possible for me to get them alone. If I pulled it off, I get a day of total indulgence. If I failed then I would provide a day of total indulgence to my husband.
My husband did something else for me that blew me away. Last week he told me he had to go out and get something for the party. About an hour later, I can hear a car blowing its horn in my drive. I looked out to see what was going on. My husband was in the driveway, in my old Camaro. I got the car for my 16th birthday present. I have not driven it for the last 10 years or so. He somehow got it out of the pole barn, took it over to our friend who loves to work on cars, and had him completely redo the car. It looked like it was brand new. He told me if I want to relive the glory days I needed to have some way to get there and back. I loved it.
Saturday morning came and I headed to the spa. I started with a massage, manicure, and pedicure. I follow that up with a bikini wax. This is one change I have made with my body from high school to now. I love to have a completely smooth pubic area. Back in high school, I had a bush that I cannot image having now. I also get my haircut and styled with the big hairstyle I had back then.
I have been looking and shopping for an outfit that has an 80's feel to it. I also needed it to help show off my new hard body I have been working on for the last year. My other requirement was that I would be able to give the guys easy access to any part of my body they wanted to use. I went with a black tub top with a couple of shiny strips up the front, a black skirt with lace netting over the top and black crotchless pantyhose. I add a pair of heels and a matching jacket.
We climbed into the Camaro, with the T-tops off. I sat in the driver's seat, because I always drove back in school. The trip takes about 45 minutes to get to the high school. Just to get me going my husband spent his time playing with my tits. He had my top pulled down almost as soon as we were out of the driveway. My tits were on display for anyone driving by us in a higher vehicle. Which is just about any car with how low the Camaro sits. He also spent a lot of time running his finger up and down my pussy. My pussy is total wet and dripping. He never did it hard enough or long enough to take me over the top. He knows how excited I am but tells me he loves to watch me beg to get off.
The only time I knew someone was watching us was the short time we spent on the highway. As I pulled on to the highway, an old truck with a couple of farm boys was driving by. The one in the passenger seat most have spotted us and told his friend to ride along next to us. My husband was the first to notice. He was pinching and pulling on my right nipple when he told me about the kids next to us. He said, the kid looks like he really likes your tits. When I looked up the kid is looking straight down at me. I am sure he has a great view of both of my tits. I blow him a kiss.
My husband turned move to me so that he could grab each of my tits. He held them up higher and played with both of my nipples at the same time. He licked and suck on my right nipple. He told me that the kid had his phone out. I looked up and he was either taking pics of my tits or shooting a video. I licked my lips and blew him another kiss. After a few minutes, my husband moved his left hand down to my skirt and pulled it up so that I was completely uncovered. He then pulls my legs as wide open as he can. I slid my ass forward so that my pussy was easier to see. Using both hands, he pulled my pussy lips apart and slid his middle finger in and out of my wet pussy. Once he had his finer totally covered in my juices, he pulled it out of me, and ran it around my mouth. He then had me lick and suck his finger clean. I was sure the kid could not believe what he was seeing. Before he could do any more, we reached our exit and they keep going. I told him he had better finish what he started. I was so close to coming, but he just pulled my skirt down and pulled up my top. He told me he was sure I would be able to find someone at the party to help me out.
We parked and headed in to the school. As we checked in, I noticed we must have been one of the last to get there. There were only a few tags left on the table. I noticed that Donny's tag was still on the table. He was one of the 12 I was hoping to get with. When we got in the gym, the first thing I did was head over to my best friends table. Her and her husband were there with a couple others friends. One of them is Russ and his wife. He is my husband's best friends and had been my boyfriend before I met my husband. He was also the one that did all the work on my car. I gave everyone a hug and thanked Russ for the job he did. He told me it was fun to do and with the money my husband paid him, he was very happy to do it.
I told him he did forget something. He asked what and I told him to follow me and I would show him. I led him out to the car. Once we got there, I pushed him back against the car and tell him I wanted to thank personally for the job he done on my car. I kneel down in front of him. I undid his pants and pulled his limp cock out of his pants. I took his cock and both of his balls in my mouth. I ran my tongue over and around them. While I was doing that, he had reached down, pulled both of my tits out of my shirt, and started to play with them. His cock quickly hardened and soon I was working my way up and down on his cock. I was going from just the tip of his cock between my lips and then let it slid all the way down so that his cock was sliding into the back of my throat.
As I worked his cock in and out with nice slow movements, he told me to go faster. He needed to cum and get back into the party before his wife missed us. He grabbed the back of my head and started to fuck my mouth as fast as he could. He is using my head to jack himself off. Almost without notice, he pulled me tight to him, and forced as much of his cock in my mouth as he could. He held me there while he shot several large loads of cum into the back of my throat. I let him finish coming and he finally pulled out when he was done. I stood up, hugged him to me, and thanked him again for doing such a great job on my car. He leaned back on the car and told me he sure does miss having me around. We both straightened up and head back in to the party.
When we got back in, I told my husband 1 down and 10 to go. He asked what happen to the 12th guy. I told him I would take care of that tonight when we get home, unless he needed me to fuck him right now. We could hear Russ telling his wife, that he missed doing some of the lining in the back seat of the Camaro. He said that he would have to spend a few nights over at our house to finish up. He gave me a smile and told me maybe he would stop by next week and take care of my little problem. I told him I would be around every day just let me know when.
After a few minutes, I told everyone I was going to walk around to see who else was here. I noticed Brad and Jeff at the bar. I walked up between them and ask why they had not ordered me a drink yet. They both looked up and said hi. Each gave me a hug and kiss. Brad stood up and offered me his stool. Jeff ordered us all a round of shots.
They asked me why I was here all by myself. I told them that John was over at the table talking to Russ. I said I was bored and hoped to find a couple of good-looking guys that were up to helping a lady out. Brad asked what I needed. He was sure Jeff and he could handle any need I had. I told them that my pussy was so hot that if someone did not fuck me soon it might catch on fire. It only took them a few seconds and both were up and pulling me behind them. They moved through a door next to the stage and around a corner into the backstage area.
Jeff pulled me around and started to kiss me and run his hands over my tits. Brad was behind me with his hands on my hips. Brad was pulling my ass back into his crotch. I could feel him running his cock into the crack of my ass. He told me he could not believe how fucking hot and tight my body still was. He slide his hands down my thighs and then back up under my skirt. He said he would love to have my hot thighs wrapped around his head. He had his other hand under my shirt. He was running his hand over my ads and told me how he could feel every muscle.