I grew up in a small town in upstate NY. Through high school, every girl friend I got I lost to these jock bullies, who wound up fucking them while I was still dating them. In the gym class the guys would make fun of me in the showers because of my small dick. That made it easy for the jock assholes to steal all my girlfriends. They'd belittle me and laugh leaving me nothing to do but turn and walk away. I tried to stand up to them but was no match when I tried to fight. I'd take a swing and the next thing I knew was I was on the ground. A couple of times in gym class they'd pull my shorts and jock strap off and push me through the door to the girls side. I was totally humiliated and ashamed when standing there stripped like that, with the girls pointing and giggling, I'd get an erection.
After high school I moved to Albany and got a good job, was making good money, had a new car. I met this lovely lady and six months later we got married. She was beautiful, with a great figure and super nice breasts. We did well for the next few years with, I thought was an excellent sex life. We'd always start out with me going down on her till she came the first time and then I'd fuck her to another orgasm.
The company downsized and I lost my job. She still worked but it wasn't enough to carry us. After ten months of not finding a job we were pretty tapped out. Then my father died and when we went to the funeral we stayed for a week to help my mother get things straightened out. I took Cindy into town a couple of times and ran into a couple of the high school bullies. I thought they would try and embarrass me but they seemed to be happy to see me. Terry kept staring at Cindy's 34C tits and being so charming. Everything went smooth from then on and we went back to Albany. Then two months later my mother also died. We went to her funeral and found out that we inherited the house. So Cindy wanted to move there. I was against it but she won out. So we moved.
We got settled in, I got a job at the hardware store, and Cindy was looking for a job. We were in town one day shopping and happened to run into Terry. He said hello and was checking out Cindy again. We chatted for a little bit and Terry mentioned that he married Sharon Willson. She was a cheerleader in high school and had a reputation of having fucked most of the football team. I had to laugh, to myself, thinking he married the high school slut. The conversation went smooth and then we parted. I thought let bygones be bygones. So when my wife invited him to come out to our place on the weekend for some BBQ and to bring some of my "old friends" he smiled and said "great, see you then." I was stuck. We lived on 14 acres with about 3 acres of woods behind the house and Down the right side, the rest was in hay fields in the front and one side. There were no other houses in site from our place.
A couple of days later, Cindy, told me Terry stopped by our place while I was at work. I was a bit concerned, but she said what a great friend he was and that he may have a job for at the mill, where he worked. She was excited about the prospect and made love to me right in the living room. So when the weekend came around Terry showed up with Sharon, Big John, Mark, Phil and Tyron. Sharon used to be a really hot number in high school. But when I saw her at my place she had lost some of that hotness. When I introduced her to Cindy I could see Sharon was a bit surprised. Cindy looked much hotter than Sharon and I could tell Sharon was jealous.
We cooked burgers and Cindy made salads and we had a good time. Talked a lot about the old days but nothing was said about how they tormented me. I was so relieved. I thought the past was going to stay in the past. Terry brought a boom box and started some music and wanted Cindy to dance with him. Sharon had always been a bitch and far as I could tell, hadn't changed much. A couple of times I saw her leaning over and talking to Mark, then sitting back in her chair with an evil smirk, as she glanced at me, while I was tending to the burgers. Mark was straining to keep a straight face. He picked up his beer and got up walked past Big John, nudged him and motioned to follow him. I pretended to not notice. They walked about ten feet out into the yard by the edge of the trees and talked for a couple of minutes. A couple of times Big John looked my way with sleazy look on his face and again I pretended not to notice. The two guys rejoined the rest of us as I was taking the burgers off the grill.
Cindy loves to dance and Terry kept her dancing for three or four songs. They dance to three songs and the went to sit down but Mark wanted to dance so she again accepted. She was just wearing a little sun dress, a pair of dark brown thigh highs (to tease me) and high heeled sandals and of course bra and panties. Big John suggested I get more drinks so I went into the house to get them. As I was getting the drinks I glanced out the window and saw Cindy with her arms around Marks neck, Cindy is only 5'4" so she had to stretch to do it. When her back was to the other guys I could see Mark winking at them over her shoulder. I stopped to see what that meant as he slide his hands up her back lifting her dress several inches revealing the bottom of her ass cheeks and her sheer panties. It only lasted a moment or two and he let the dress fall back into place. Cindy was a bit drunk by now and didn't notice. But what I did notice is I got weak and my cock got really hard. I stood and watched her dance with Mark and then Big John cut in and wrapped his big arms around her. I was trying to get my erection to go down as Big John started to dance a faster dance with Cindy.
