There is some sex in this story but I don't believe anyone would think it is a stroke story. Sorry. For the RAAC lovers, hit the backspace and move on. You won't like it. For those who want death and destruction rained down on the participants, same advice. This is in multiple parts as it grew as I wrote it.
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The alarm went off at six a.m. and I groaned as I rolled over and hit the snooze button. Please, God, just ten more minutes was my silent prayer. Last night was a harsh one. Marie, my wife of twenty-two years just wouldn't give up in her quest to drive me insane.
No, she wasn't really trying to make me insane but the topic was now so old and she was still harping on it that I wondered if I might go insane. Now on a Monday morning I had to get up, even as tired as I was, and get ready to go to work.
The topic you might ask was simple. Marie had got it into her forty year old head that we needed to "spice up our sex life" according to her. She and her teacher friend, Mark Billings, had come up with the idea that we needed to swap partners.
I got up and shut off the alarm before it went off again. Marie didn't have to get up for another hour but I had a couple of important meetings this morning. One was with the CEO but the other was with a headhunter out of Atlanta. I wasn't looking to move at this time but you always are polite to these people as you don't know the future and someday you might just need their services.
As I shaved I thought back on what the hell had happened to bring about the craziness of the last few months. Yes, she had been dropping hints to get me to accept this idea for months. I started to think back on when she might have developed the attitude that we needed to expand our sexual horizons.
I was a senior in high school when I first caught sight of the new freshman, Marie Donaldson. She was a skinny young thing but had a great smile. I didn't act on it then. No, I waited until she was a junior and I was finishing my associate's degree in business at the local community college when we met again at a homecoming game. Since I had played football in high school I was allowed on the sidelines during the homecoming game and I spotted the changes in Marie right away. She was no longer the skinny freshman. Hell, no, now she was toned, fit, and a babe. She was maybe five six or seven with natural blonde hair and the requisite blue eyes. Her bust was contained, I suppose, in a sports bra but still bounced a little as she did her routines.
I was still in pretty good shape as I worked out and ran three to four days a week. At six foot even I was a little over average height. My cock, though, was average at right at six inches when hard and looking at Marie bouncing around the sidelines I was ready to get hard quickly.
Oh, I suppose I should introduce myself. Don't really feel the need to as I am just reminiscing here but my name is Troy Stutzman. I am three years older than Marie at forty three now and am a mid level manager in a manufacturing concern. I have worked for Acme Manufacturing since graduating with my associate's degree but now have a masters in business.
Let's tick off all of the particulars. Six foot even, six inch cock, brown hair and brown eyes. I have all my own teeth and don't need any Viagra to get me hard, at least not yet. I also still have a good head of hair. Good genes I guess. While I don't have rock hard abs or bulging muscle I also don't look that bad in running shorts and a tank top.
Marie, though, now had the mom bod of the average forty year old female. She is nicely rounded with heavy breasts. She isn't fat, though, just not toned anymore. She is still the love of my life. I don't care if she isn't still the toned and fit cheerleader I was attracted to so many years ago.
Well, back to that good memory. After the game I introduced myself and asked her out. For some reason she remembered me from when I was a senior and invited me to the homecoming dance as she had just broken up with her long-time boyfriend. I gladly accepted her invitation.
I will admit it was hard to party with high school kids after being out of that element for so long. I was now used to more mature parties. The alcohol at this party was stuff stolen from the 'rents whereas my kind of party had everyone legally obtaining alcohol.
Also, most of my friends used a little grass at times. Some would go outside to smoke but the brownies were always laced with good weed. At that high school party the weed was good old ditch weed and just added a little taste to the brownies.
I did have a good time since I was with Marie and we found a lot to talk about. She was debating staying local and getting her first couple of years in the community college like I had done before going for her teaching degree. I was planning on going for my last two years at a four year liberal arts college an hour away from our small town. My plan was to graduate in two years with my BS in business and then maybe head to graduate school.
Just to keep the story short just remember the old adage, If you want to see God smile tell him your plans.
Marie and I started to date on the weekends that I could get home. I had a part time job near the college so we didn't see each other as much or as often as we both wanted. Out of respect for her I didn't push becoming physical at all, well other than necking and some petting which might have included a little finger action at times. There was some reciprocation on her part as she was very good at giving hand jobs along with the occasional quick suck or two but modern cars are just not made for that kind of physical activity with the consoles and bucket seats and miniscule back seats. I watch old movies and the cars of the forties and fifties had to be designed for parking and sparking, if you catch my meaning.
Well, anyway, we continued that was throughout the rest of her junior year, that summer even though I took on an internship a hundred miles away, and then her senior year, my junior year after transferring to the liberal arts college.
Then came her senior prom. We got special permission so I could escort her. Being an alumni in good standing and a clean high school record helped the administration allow a twenty-one year old to attend. I was just finishing my junior year and feeling kind of cocky. Our lives changed that night.
When the prom was over we headed to the after prom party for a while then Marie whispered in my ear that she wanted to end the night's celebration with just the two of us alone. She suggestively rubbed my crotch a little to let me know exactly what she wanted.
I went to the nearest pay phone, yes this was before cell phones were affordable, and made a reservation at the nearest nice motel. Since the plan was that Marie would be at the after prom party all night she had no curfew. We made our way out of the throng and were soon stopping for a bottle of cheap Champaign and then we were alone in a room with a large bed.
We were both nervous. I had a little experience with sex but it was of the mostly one night stand variety and that was before getting serious about Marie. Marie was a blushing virgin. You have never seen anyone blush until you see how red a natural blonde gets. I was intent on finding out where all she was that lovely color.
We kissed as we helped each other out of our clothing. Mine was easier. Her fabulous prom dress had to be handled gingerly as she didn't want her folks to think she was doing anything other than celebrating at the after prom party.
Finally she was down to her strapless bra, stockings and barely there panties. I was down to my tightee whities. This was the most we had ever seen each other even at the beach in the summer time. I don't think swimsuits count. My cock was forcing the front of my briefs out.
We took the last step. I released her bra and exposed her lovely breasts. I don't know cup size but they were a handful and I loved them. I guess she loved the way I loved them. I kissed, sucked, nibbled, and lightly pinched each nipple as I attended to the other one. I gently molded her breast as I focused on her nipples. She moaned and groaned and pulled my head to each area she wanted stimulated.
I used my free hand to gently rub her wonderfully formed rear cheeks and then slowly stroked her hidden charms between her legs. Her silky panties soon gave way to my fingers and I was caressing her lightly furred mound. She was so wet. I loved it.
She was busy at the same time. My briefs ended up with a huge wet spot from the precum that she stimulated as she fondled my cock for such a long time. Marie was very deliberate and made sure I was aching but not in danger of embarrassing myself by blowing my wad in my underwear.
I slipped her panties off and now she was a goddess in her nudity. Aphrodite had nothing on her. I professed my love to her over and over that night and meant it every time. She wasn't just a notch in the old bedpost, she was my love and my life.
My briefs caught on my erection and it sprung up and down a couple of times as she pulled that last bit of clothing off. She turned and gave me my first look at her naked incredible ass as she bent and pulled the covers back. I just had to plant a kiss or two on the twin cheeks she presented me. I now saw her blush from the top of her breasts to her hairline.
We were playful and serious at the same time. She was concerned about the pain of the first penetration. I tried to reassure her and I must have succeeded as we then consummated our love for each other. First I made oral love to her. Yes, I dove in and licked, slurped and nibbled her tight virginal slit along with her aroused clitoris. Her taste was divine. I worked my way around her groin area, kissing and tasting all of her flesh. When I got back to her clit it had expanded in size and now was large enough to suckle a little. Bang, off she went. Her legs slammed straight out and she grabbed my hair and pulled me in tight as she let out little squeals and whimpers.
