Many thanks for an unbelievable degree of help from WestVACouple Who edited and made numerous suggestions to liven the tale and make it more readable and much more erotically vivid.
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Ellen and I were married in our sophomore year of College. We had dated throughout High School and ended up going to the same university with identical Photojournalism majors. We didn't have sex in high school, but we did a lot of heavy petting. As we went to college, the petting became more frequent. In our sophomore year, we finally decided that we had to have each other and carefully planned a weekend off-campus. We spent a few days in Brown County enjoying the beautiful fall colors and wandered through the quaint shops of Nashville, Indiana.
We were both nervous. As the sun set over the southern Indiana hills, we grabbed a quick bite to eat and headed for our room. The evening turned out to be a disaster, we were both virgins and had no idea what to do, but we stumbled through. We had planned everything but protection, but in the heat of the moment decided to go all the way regardless. As you can imagine, a few weeks later Ellen found out that she was pregnant.
We considered our options, however, being in love, and both of us eventually wanting children ruled out abortion quickly. We did not tell our parents about the pregnancy, but decided to get married over Christmas Break. Just after our marriage, Ellen came down with a bad case of what we thought to be the flu, but turned out to be pneumonia. She was in the hospital for 6 days and miscarried during that time. We didn't have sex again for several months. Over those ensuing months, we decided we still wanted to have children. A few weeks later we began trying to get pregnant again. After two years without success, we went a doctor to seek help. Ellen and I underwent many tests before we found out that Ellen was unlikely to get pregnant again. The doctor went to great lengths explaining the medical terminology, but the net result was that Ellen would be unable to conceive. We were disappointed, but still wanted children, so we chose adoption.
A year later our prayers were answered when we adopted a set of twins, a boy and a girl. Tragically, their father had been killed in the army and their mother died in a car accident a short time later. The children had become wards of the state as neither family had the means, or the time to raise two young children. We kept in contact with their natural family over the past twelve years, so Tommy and Suzanne now have a large and loving extended family.
We had sex about once a week. But it wasn't really that exciting; I would not want my wife doing anything with which made her uncomfortable. We loved to cuddle and hug afterward, and I love holding her naked body next to mine. My work was pretty much 8-5 Monday through Friday. This allowed us to do many family things on the weekends.
Ellen had kept in contact with several of her old high school friends over the years, as did I. We had many common friends mostly from working together on the yearbook staff. We were looking forward to attending our fifteenth high school reunion especially since we had missed our tenth because we were with my Dad in the hospital just before he died.
As the time for the reunion approached, we arranged for the twins to spend the week with their maternal grandparents. The kids were happy to spend time there, as they had been especially close, and they could always count on hearing stories about their birth mommy when she was a little girl.
We booked our room in the hotel where the reunion was to be held and drove into Indianapolis on Thursday to do a little shopping. We chose the Fashion Mall in Keystone at the Crossing wanting something special for the reunion. We had pretty simple wardrobes since dress at my office was "business casual" and Ellen worked only part-time from home as an editor.
Jerry and Maxine, friends of ours since high school decided to have a "yearbook staff" party on Saturday evening. We were excited because most of our best friends would be there. Maxine had called Ellen telling her to make sure to wear her sexiest dress. Ellen was hesitant to wear anything that revealed even the shape of her lovely figure. Ellen wore mostly clothing that draped a lot totally hiding her shape. To say she was conservative would be an understatement. I on the other hand, I thought she had a wonderful body. She stands 5'5' and weighs 115 lbs, her ass is round and high and she wears a full 34B that are firm, perky, with rosy pink puffy nipples that protrude almost a half an inch and beg to be sucked. With bright blue eyes and natural blond hair most men still tell me that she is a bombshell. It never really bothers me, that they think this, as she is my wife and I get to see her totally naked for our weekly love making sessions. We always spend a great deal of cuddle time after still totally naked.
At the Fashion Mall, we found Abigail's Boutique. As we were walking in, I could tell by the look in her eyes that the clothing did not meet with my wife's conservative tastes. There were many beautiful choices but Ellen didn't really like anything she saw. A couple dresses I thought would be great, but she said were too revealing. We ended up with nothing. So Ellen called Maxine and asked for her help, explaining that she really had nothing to wear that even closely resembled sexy. Maxine insisted on taking her to Collection 94 the next day, where they could get a good outfit for the reunion and one for the party Saturday night.
The two of them returned around 3:00 p.m. I could see their trip had been successful as their arms were full of bags. Ellen said she bought four outfits and I was to help her choose which to wear. She slipped into the bathroom, changed, and returned wearing a very nice business suit. It was conservative, form fitting, which I liked, but an extremely smart outfit.
"I don't think I would be able to bring myself to wear this one", Ellen said, as she emerged from the bathroom wearing the second dress. "But this is the one Maxine said I should wear to the reunion." I was very impressed. The top was cut low, showing plenty of cleavage, and was designed to be worn without a bra. It was simple and black with a hemline cut just above the knee. I loved the way it looked on her and begged her to wear it to the reunion. Ellen finally acquiesced.
The third dress was supposed to be for Saturday night, and I was sure Ellen picked it out. It was plain, cream colored with an open collar, draping over her body, with a hem line well below her knees. Maxine had signaled "thumbs down" from behind Ellen's back, and I quickly agreed.
With a sigh, Ellen turned, "I don't think I could be seen in public in the next outfit, but I'll try it on just for the two of you."
I sat patiently, sipping my coffee, when Ellen came out dressed in the next outfit. I spilled my coffee onto my lap in complete amazement. It was unbelievable. It was casual yet extremely sexy. If she wore that to the party none of our friends would recognize her. The pants were a light tan and tightly fitting her form, revealing her shape perfectly. The blouse was a beige semi sheer fabric that was revealing because it was also made to be worn without a bra. It had only two small buttons at the waist. Her nipples were almost visible through the fabric and when aroused would protrude to show their shape. If Ellen were to bend forward, I was sure the blouse would open giving others a clear view of her uncovered breasts.
"Ellen, it's time for the 'new you' to appear at my party tomorrow night." Maxine said. "You will be the center of attention, at least for the men. I'm sure they will be kicking themselves for not paying more attention to you in high school." Ellen's face flushed a bright red, obviously embarrassed.
"I don't know," Ellen sighed and turned toward me.
"WOW!" I said, still stunned seeing her like this for the first time in my life. "Honey, that outfit is unbelievable! Please wear it to the party."
Ellen rolled her eyes in frustration and turned back to Maxine. Finally, after a little more persuasion, Ellen reluctantly agreed to wear it. She still insisted she would be self-conscious all night.
We arrived at the reunion, a bit early, as is our custom. There were about a dozen people already there, and we wandered around to each greeting them. None of them had been on our close-friends list but we knew them all. As we made our way around the room, a voice came from the other side, "Ellen, is that you? The voice said, "My you haven't changed one bit."
Ellen turned and noticed a man approaching, "Well, Hello," she said. The gentleman smiled.
"Peter?!" Ellen gasped, "My God, I almost didn't recognize you."
He laughed. The last time she had seen Peter, he was a gangly reporter for the yearbook staff, with a squeaky voice and kinky black hair. Reminding most everyone of the character Screech, from the television series, 'Saved by the Bell'. Now she stood before, a nice looking man.
Back in school, Peter had always been a gentleman. He was always available to help a friend in need, always very polite. Just by looking at him today, I knew that he was still that good person.
"Well, like I said, you have not changed one bit." Peter went on, "Did you know that I had a crush on you all through school."
