Saturday started like any other Saturday. Jill was up out of bed first, had made coffee and was at the computer in the sitting room area of the master bedroom. It was the "tap-tap-tapping" of the keys that awoke Mark. Jill did a lot of work from home and got most of it done in the early morning weekend hours before the rest of the world was moving.
Mark crawled out of bed in his silk boxers with no shirt and walked over to his wife and gave her a soft kiss on the neck and shoulder.
"Good morning beautiful, getting anything done?" he asked.
"Good morning sweetheart. Yes, but taking a break to check a Facebook notification I got in my e-mail." She responded.
"What garbage are they sending you this time?" he asked.
Mark was not a fan of Facebook or the time that his colleagues spent on it or his wife for that matter. They were both in their late twenties. Both went to the gym religiously and both worked at high profile jobs in which they dressed to the nines. Jill worked as a paralegal for a premier law firm in Chicago and Mark was a project manager at an architectural firm also located in the city. They each boasted impressive wardrobes in their walk-in closet fit for a 5th bedroom.
"Actually, this one is about my 10th High School Class Reunion." She explained.
Mark sneered "Does anyone ever actually go to these things? I thought you hated High School?"
Mark was right. Jill was a bit of a 'nerd' in school and thrived academically. She was not part of the in-crowd and had very few boyfriends. However, after college and joining the law firm and hitting the gym, she had transformed herself into a successful bombshell and landed Mark who would easily have the ladies falling at his feet.
Jill Flannery in High School was a thing of the past and she was quite happy to keep her their as she was now Jill Morgan, hot, successful and talented paralegal. There was though, a small part of her that would love to go to this reunion to flaunt her "new" self and her hunk of a husband and see how the other "popular" people stacked up against her. She stared at the monitor...
"Oh, I don't know... it could be fun? I mean, it is right her in the 'windy city' and we need a night out? Plus I would love to show you off to all those snobby bitches who looked down on me those four years!" she laughed.
"Well, whatever you want baby... I'm there if you want to go." Mark comforted
Jill looked over the event invitation and her smirk quickly turned to a frown... "Oh no! Figures. It's the same weekend as your Vegas trip with your company! That stinks!"
"Just great" Mark said, "and there is no way to get out of that trip" as if he wanted to.
"Well, I'm not going without you." Jill confirmed and that was the end of that.
A few days later upon returning home from the gym, Mark saw that Jill had left her Facebook open and had gone to her Pilates class. Not one to snoop, he ignored it but couldn't help noticing that the page was left open to a message from a rather decent looking guy. Not worried, but more curious, he decided to take a look.
The message was from on of Jill's former classmates named Kyle. He went on about how amazed he was to see what Jill looked like now and asked if she was attending the reunion. Jill had replied with her history and explained how she had come a long way from High School and Mark was happy to see that she mentioned her wonderful and sexy husband and that she was happily married. She also explained that Mark would be away the weekend of the reunion and she wouldn't be attending. Kyle wrote back again complimenting Jill's photos and body and mentioned that he would be flying in for the reunion solo as he was recently separated and needed a trip to get his mind off things. He urged Jill to go alone and just have a good time.
Jill's final reply startled Mark as she said "Wow, I never in a million years would have guessed the star quarterback of John Stark High would be sending me a private message, let alone begging me to go out to a class reunion" she wrote with a wink. "Need a place to stay? After all, I'll be here alone all weekend!" She followed that last part up with a "J/K!!!" which made Mark feel a little better, but he could tell from her replies that she was enjoying the attention from Kyle. She signed off as saying "I'll see what I can do about making an appearance".
Mark decided to keep what he saw and read to himself and see how things played out over the next two weeks as the date approached. For the first time in their three year marriage Mark had a slight feeling of jealousy and intrigue at what might be going through his wife's head. Jill was very sexy and got turned on very easily and he couldn't help but wonder if the messages from Kyle had gotten her juices flowing.
The week went on as usual, nothing crazy and no mention of the reunion again. Mark did notice that Jill seemed to be spending a lot more time on Facebook though than usual. A few times he could see that the profile pic was that of Kyle's and he had a feeling Jill was going to make that appearance at the reunion for sure, though she didn't mention it to him.
The idea starting to eat at Mark and he began playing out disturbing images of what might go on with him a few thousand miles away. Jill was a horny girl and liked to flirt. Add a little wine or champagne and she was good to go. "Stop it" he said aloud, shaking his head. Jill had always been an angel and faithful and had never given him reason to suspect anything.... Until now?
Mark's suspicions grew stronger the Wednesday before the reunion was to take place when Jill went out with her friend Beth to go shopping. She came home with a few bags and went straight to the bedroom with them, never mentioning where she went or what she had purchased.
Mark, now in "suspect mode" found this to be odd. Later on he went into the closet while Jill showered and searched for her 'new' items. He couldn't find anything? Jill had enough bags that there was no way something new wouldn't be sticking out like a sore thumb? Mark continued to thumb through the hangers on Jill's side, frantic at times. What was he doing? Why was he becoming so obsessed? This was silly.
"Deep breath Mark" he thought to himself. "You're acting like a crazy man" he reaffirmed as he got to the end of the rack.
The very last hanger held a garment bag, much like the one Jill kept her wedding dress in. For the hell of it, Mark unzipped the bag and was shocked as to what he saw. A brand new, short, black cocktail dress with the tags still on it hung neatly on the hanger. A pair of silky black stockings with lace tops were also draped over the hanger. A pair of stilettos sat neatly in the bottom of the bag and an additional bag was in there as well.
Mark felt his stomach drop as he started to open the bag. Inside were the sexiest little matching panty and bra set he had ever seen. "Wow" he caught himself saying out loud. He heard the shower stop and quickly returned the items as they were and hid the garment bag back behind everything else.
"Could this outfit be for me?" he wondered. "But why hide it?" He tried to tell himself she planned to surprise him, but he knew better. She was going to that reunion and planned to make quite an impression.
The weirdest part of all this? It kind of turned him on. The fact that his loving wife was planning this evening behind his back knowing that he would be out of State for the weekend started a different kind of fire inside him. She was being naughty, and where part of that made him angry, another part made him horny as hell.
But... how far would she take this? What else had she and Kyle been talking about?
A few minutes later, Jill was out of the shower and toweling off. Mark couldn't help but observe her perfect body, but then the images of another man having his way with her would invade his mind. What bothered him more was that the thought excited him. He had never experienced this feeling before. He was aware that some guy enjoyed and got off to watching their wife get fucked by another man, but he never dreamed he might be one of them!?
"Jill honey, you know, I've been thinking and if you really have your heart set on going to that reunion, I would be happy to cancel my trip to Vegas to accompany you."
"Oh baby, that is so sweet of you, but you've been so excited for this trip with the boys. You go. I'll catch my 20 year reunion!" she laughed again.
"But what will you do while I'm gone?" he questioned.
"I don't know. Catch up on some reading? Work? Maybe catch a movie with Beth? I'll be fine." She was lying to him and he knew it, but it only added to the charge he was getting.
Mark was so sure of himself, he decided to make a major decision and went and cancelled his trip to Vegas. He made an excuse to the guys that he was not feeling well and really wasn't up for it. After some razzing from the guys, they let it go and Mark was free to observe Jill's weekend. He did not tell her he cancelled the trip, and had no plans to. He would keep out of sight, stay at a hotel if necessary. He knew his gorgeous wife was up to no good and he wanted to find out first hand.
Friday morning, the day of the reunion and Mark's "flight out" arrived. He kissed Jill goodbye and didn't get the reaction he expected. She seemed to be a little cold as if her mind was on something else. They said their "I love you's" and Mark got in his car and left.
He ended up going to his old stomping grounds and visiting the old neighborhood watering hole. The whole time that he sat there and drank a few vodka and tonics, he wondered what Jill was planning and thinking.
He knew that the High School reunion was set to start at 8:00 pm which means if Jill was indeed planning to go, she would be getting ready at 6:00. Maybe he had blown this entire thing out of proportion. Why wouldn't she just tell him she was going to go alone? Why the secrecy? These thoughts ravaged through his head.
At 5:30 Mark settled up at the bar and headed home. He parked down the street and out of site and quietly let himself in through the back office door making sure he went unheard or noticed. He felt so silly doing this, but at the same time so alive.
He went into the sitting area of the master bedroom where the computer was and shut himself in the closet leaving enough space to see into the room. Within minutes Jill appeared and was heading into the shower. This confirmed Mark's suspicion that she was not "catching up on reading or work" tonight. Soon she emerged from the shower and toweled off.
Mark was actually horny watching her, his own wife, that he could have whenever he wanted! Then she did something that caught him by surprise... she reached into the tub, grabbed her razor and went over her pubic area again as to make sure she didn't miss any spots or to reassure that it was as smooth and clean as possible. This wasn't out of the ordinary, but Mark wondered why on a night where he was out of town was she so careful?
Then the unspeakable... she disappeared into the closet and returned with "the bag" -- Mark's heart began to race as she unzipped it and laid all of it's belongings on the bed. She first started by removing the tags from the panties and bra and then slipping them on.
She admired her firm body in the mirror, turning back and forth and then looking at her perfect ass in the thong. Next she grabbed the silk stockings and slipped them on up to her mid thigh. Mark felt like he would cum in his pants. She went to reach for the dress when suddenly her cell phone rang.
