Readers, this is a follow-up to the original story, and takes things down the road to new discoveries. If you have not yet read the first story, this will stand on its own, but reading the original will shed a great deal of light on everything.
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The Fifteen Year Awakening 02
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Ellen shocked and surprised me with her fantasies and actions at our Fifteenth High School Reunion. We had both always thought of each other as extremely conservative in our views of sex, and for that matter in life. I never dreamed that Ellen harbored some of the same fantasies as I did. Always I had deterred to her old-fashioned nature to accept her dress, mannerisms, and love making since I was so deeply in love with her. Nothing mattered to me except her happiness, and I thought she was exactly the same way.
There had been times I awoke in the middle of the night having dreams about her being more adventurous, dressing a little more sexy, winking at a strange man as he looked at her. I dreamed of her skinny dipping with friends and even kissing one of her girlfriends after toweling off. I had even dreamed of her fucking another man while I watched. Never did I let even a hint of these thoughts enter our conversations. Ellen had always dressed in baggy clothes, totally hiding her lovely curves. She rarely wore a skirt that was even mid-calf. She wore flat shoes or two inch wide heels. Always a picture of a conservative loving wife.
At our Reunion, with the help of a friend from high school days, we unleashed some of the fantasies Ellen had harbored over the years. Maxine and I convinced Ellen to come out from behind the baggy clothes and dress in a sexy manner for the reunion and for Maxine's party the next night. Ellen was surprised by my wanting her to dress that way. Secretly, she had the desire to show off her sexy body for several years. She suppressed that desire out of love for me because that is what she thought I wanted and expected from her.
Now, at the reunion, then at Maxine and her husband Jerry's party, she had broken free of her inhibitions. It was like unleashing a fire that had been pent up for years. Ellen went far beyond even her own dreams. First at the Reunion, she dressed in a lovely, sexy dress and had danced with and made out with Peter, an old acquaintance from school. Then the next night at Maxine's party, she dressed so sexily she turned every head. Then to top it off, she snuck off, with my permission, to make out with Peter again. Later in the evening, we had all gotten into talking about sex and fantasies. When everyone looked at us, I lied, saying we were too straight laced to have fantasies like that. Ellen spoke up, with the help of more alcohol than usual for her, saying I should speak for myself. She announced that she had real fantasies, describing some of them and telling everyone about her two adventures with Peter. Then I asked her if one of her fantasies was to fuck someone else with me watching, and she blurted out "YES!"
That is when Maxine retrieved Peter from a nap in the guest room and Ellen and Peter put on a show for all of us. They fucked and she sucked him, then took him in her ass. When they finished, it drew applause and shouts from the group who witnessed the two of them.
Later, she was full of remorse, feeling guilty for her actions. I assured her there was nothing she did without my blessing and permission, and that I loved watching her fuck Peter. Then I asked if she had any more pent-up fantasies that she would like to let me know about.
That is when she said, "Well, there is this other editor that I met on-line that also edits for the magazine,"
"Oh?" I asked, "What's his name?"
"Rebecca" she smiled.
"Rebecca?" I was shocked again. "What fantasies do you have about this Rebecca?"
She turned beet-red and ducked her head to her chin. I smiled at her and encouraged her, "Ellen, after this weekend, I think we both learned we need not be embarrassed about our fantasies. Tell me about Rebecca."
"Well, we've talked by email and instant message mostly. It started when we were both working on the same story for different writers. We hit it off very well and found that we thought a lot alike in our editing styles." Ellen was beginning to relax a little. "Then when the stories were finished, we started just chatting about life in general. We discovered we loved many of the same authors, and artists. We liked much the same music."
I could see her face beginning to redden a little again. I knew there was much more to it. I encouraged her saying, "Wow, Ellen, it sounds like the two of you have built quite a friendship. Tell me more about it. I think it's terrific!"
"Michael, promise you won't think badly of me for the things I'm going to tell you next. They are only fantasies, and we've only talked on the internet and the telephone. Rebecca and I have never met face to face, but she only lives about thirty miles away."
"Don't worry, Ellen, you know I love you unconditionally!"
"Rebecca is two years older than me. She is divorced. Her husband of twelve years ran off with a twenty-one year old girl from his work. She has been alone three years now and rarely dates. I don't know why, because she is beautiful!"
"How do you know she is beautiful?"
"We have exchanged pictures several times. She thinks you are a 'hunk' too. I've often told her that someday we need to meet."
"Is that all there is to tell?"
Hesitating, Ellen finally went on, "No, we've talked about our fantasies. I had to talk to someone, I was afraid to talk to you, fearing you'd throw me out and call me a slut for those thoughts. Now that we're opening up to each other, it is a load off my mind."
"So, tell me...No, show me her pictures."
"Okay, lets go to the den and get on the computer, they're stored there."
As we booted up the computer, Ellen leaned over and kissed me with such warmth that I felt it clear down to my toes. We stayed in the kiss for a couple of minutes. Then we looked back at the computer screen, and Ellen found the file of pictures. She set them up to show us a 'slide show'. As the first image appeared, I could see what Ellen meant by beauty. It was a natural wholesomeness that appeared. She wore little make-up, and has big brown eyes. The images went on to show her dressed in a business suit, very prim and proper, but it was obvious she was trim and fit. Then there was a shot in shorts and t-shirt with a volleyball in her hands. A few more pictures, then Ellen paused the show, saying, "I don't know if I should go further than this, some of the next ones are pretty revealing and I don't know how Rebecca would feel if she knew you'd be seeing them."
"I understand that, why don't you call her now and ask her...It might be a good time to introduce me!"
"Oh, I don't know that she'd be ready for that, let me just ask her if it is okay to show you those pictures. We can talk later about you joining the communications."
I agreed and Ellen picked up the phone hitting star-7 for a speed-dial of Rebecca's number. "Hello!" I heard Rebecca say to Ellen.
"Hi there kiddo, its me."
"Ellen! Good to hear your voice. So how was the reunion?"
"That's a long and good story, I'll fill you in later with all the details. Actually, Becca, I was calling to ask your permission for something."
