Checking my watch, it turned out that the time was later than I thought. I knew I was more than a little drunk. The girls were still out on the dance floor just like old times as the guys, too chicken shit to dance, sat around in a group at a table talking about football and reliving old memories. Jesus, I couldn't get over how strange this weekend had been having my fifteenth high school reunion.
"Marc," Steve asked me drunkenly, "Who was that chick you fucked during gym class our sophomore year?"
"Two chicks dude," I said taking a drag off my cigarette and holding up two fingers for emphasis.
"No way man," said Mike Barbossa from the other side of the table, his every word dripping of disbelief, "I don't remember that."
"Yes, way," I said sarcastically, "And you weren't there were you?"
The rest of the guys around the table nodded their approval. They knew I never lied about sex.
"No, seriously," said Steve again, ignoring Mike altogether, slurring worse this time, "Who was it?"
"Brenda Parker and Heather Marshall," I replied, still feeling satisfied from that encounter.
"Oh, yeah," said Todd Murphy, "That bitch, it's a wonder your dick didn't freeze off. Nobody could get any of that action."
"Well," I said, giving Todd a look, "I guess you lived in the wrong county. Bryerson used to get plenty of action from her."
Todd just made a disparaging comment as to what he thought of the sex life of the other star quarterback in the county. Todd Bryerson had been quarterback for our rival school and Todd Murphy's main rival on the football field. But Bryerson and I had been pretty close buddies off the field. On the other hand I had stolen Todd Murphy's girlfriend from him junior year, sort of. At least I'd been a major cause of their breakup.
Todd was a looking a little seedy as he sat there, and I was guessing he'd let himself go since high school. Rumor had it that he was a pediatrician somewhere in the Midwest, but knowing Todd's intelligence as I did, I wouldn't be taking any kids of mine (or anyone else's) to see him any time soon.
By contrast I was pleased with myself that I'd kept in shape compared to some of my old buddies. Those that worked locally in construction had stayed fit, but most had some layers of fat that bespoke a too comfortable life. I was still rock hard, lean and more muscular than high school and in better shape even than when I'd left the Marines.
"Wild times," said Bill Howard disparagingly, giving me a malevolent look, and bringing us all back to reality.
I assumed that he must have realized that something had gone on with his wife that afternoon. But he hadn't mentioned it to me or intimated anything along those lines.
"Now listen man," I said to Bill, trying to bring him up short, "You're not still sore I took Mary Francis's virginity are you? I mean I know you two had gone out a couple times, but...."
There was a general chorus of laughter at the table as we remembered just how pissed Bill had been when he'd found that out.
The look he gave me then really was pure evil.
I smirked back at him. See how you like that asshole! You can take it and shove it up your ass along with your little pencil prick.
I needed some air.
"Look gents, I need to take a piss. Hold down the fort for me."
I didn't need to piss, but I headed off for the back hallway where the bathrooms were located anyways. We were in the old high school gym where we'd had many a school dance. There were a lot of girls I'd fucked in the janitor's closet next to the entrance to the boy's bathroom too. Man, those were the days.
So I headed for the back to reminisce.
I was about to hit the bathroom when Jen Howard opened the door of the janitor's closet, with a look of pure excitement on her face! My cock jumped remembering what she's done to it earlier that day. She'd changed her dress since then, and she was wearing a tight cocktail number that enhanced her beauty and figure exquisitely. She also had that same horny look on her face. Over eager beaver we used to call it.
And she was drunk, too, which was probably the whole cause of this.
But I didn't wait for an invitation, or anything else. I pulled her roughly into my arms right there at the open door, my mouth covering hers. Her arms went around my neck as her mouth opened to allow my tongue access. My hands cupped her ass over the tight material of her dress, and I could squeeze her soft flesh beneath my fingers, as my tongue explored her mouth.
Jen was aroused.
I could feel it in every inch of her body. She could no doubt feel my bulge pressing against her stomach as I backed her inside the stuffy warmth of the closet. Without breaking the kiss, I grabbed for the door behind me, pulling it shut. I broke the kiss and she looked up at me with her dark eyes, her chest heaving. I gave her one of my best smiles.
She smiled back, not needing to say anything.
I pulled the zipper down on her dress, revealing more and more of her tanned skin. Down the zipper went, breasts sweet ripe breasts spilled out. Two perfect mounds of flesh, erect nipples surrounded by those dusky areolas. She didn't resist when her dress fell off her waist and down to the floor. She stepped out of it, becoming almost completely naked.
I pulled off my jacket and undid the buttons of my shirt, revealing my muscular upper body, gold chain dangling from my neck. I took off my shirt as her eyes drank in my chest and abs, broad muscular shoulders, and round biceps. I was a big man at six feet, three inches tall and two hundred twenty pounds. She hadn't seen this much of me, this closely, since we'd last fucked the summer between our Sophomore and Junior years of high school. Back then I was nothing but a well experienced boy. But now I was a man in every sense of the word. And Jen was a woman. Where I was hard and uncompromising, my body like rippling steel, she was soft and welcoming. I had seen her fully earlier in the bathroom. Her physical perfection had ripened in the time since high school. He curves had deepened and she was graceful and fluid. Everything about her drew me into her, made me burn with desire. And my cock eagerly stretched its confines to get out at her.
