This story is about consenting adults but does include messages of cheating, coercion, reluctance, cuckoldry and interracial sex. If these things aren't your cup of tea feel free to pass. No need to complain in the comments, those call outs will not be read. Writing is something I do as a hobby and not a career and my goal is to make it as such, there will be issues but my goal is to get the imagination going and to get the story out.
Ever since my wife and I met at University one thing we have both continued to love has been going back to go to home football games. This is a story that took place in one of those fun nights. This is not a real story, just an example of art imitating real life.
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It was a late Fall day but the evening was still warm and clear as the sun set on this Friday night. Like numerous other evenings my wife Heather and I were sitting next to a fire pit next to our RV in the middle of the University parking lot.
There was a fervor in the air as students and alumi drank and interacted side by side talking up the big game that was coming up tomorrow evening.
Heather and I had met at this same school 20 years ago when we were both 18 but had come back every year since.
As we sat by the fire I enjoyed my 5th or 6th Jack and Coke while Heather was a bottle and a half into the Rose. People came and went as we sat, some talked about the big game, some sat and had a drink before moving on, it was a great time.
When it got to about 7pm it hit what was historically our favorite time of the evening, the band coming through the parking lot. Right at 7 they came through and stopped right in front of our campsite. We knew this would happen because at this point in our adventure we knew right where the band would stop every time and planned our site around that action.
The band played a couple of songs and finished with the fight song before moving on. As they moved on several people, mostly students, were left behind. Several people then walked up to stand by our fire as the night was beginning to cool slightly. In this group there were several college kids as well as the QB from the year Heather and I had graduated. We offered them seats and several took them.
Sitting next to me was the QB and we immediately got to talking about his glory days and that great run that we to the big bowl game his and our Senior year. Around my wife sat 2 college age guys. I didn't catch their names at the time but one was about 6 foot with brown hair and eyes with an athletic build while the other appeared to be a little shorter, maybe by an inch or two and had lighter eyes with sandy blonde hair.
While they were younger than me, I definitely wasn't fazed by their looks, at 6'4" I would tower over either of them and while I had put on some weight since graduation I still looked pretty good. Heather was also still a stunner. Despite having 2 kids she still had an amazing figure with a great ass, size D tits that still looked amazing and beautiful green eyes and brown hair. We were both very happy in our marriage and I knew Heather would never do anything that would challenge that.
Heather and the two guys kept chatting, she grabbed them both beer, Busch lights, and they continued to talk. Heather must have been having a good time because she had finished that 2nd bottle of Rose and she was more than half way through the third. They were all laughing together and occasionally one of the guys would touch Heather on the leg or the shoulder but nothing that seemed to be out of place.
After about 30 minutes had passed Heather called out to me. "Brandon, these guys say there is a great game of beer pong going on a couple of campsites over, you want to go?"
I thought about it for a minute before responding. "I am ok right now but if you want to go, feel free. I will have another drink here and throw a log on the fire and will head over in a bit."
"Aww, you sure, party pooper?"
"Yeah, I will be over in a few, have fun. I am good right now."
With that Heather wrinkled her face in something of a smirk and smile combination and then said, "ok boys, let's go."
With that the guys each grabbed an arm and pulled Heather to her feet. Her feet hit the ground she swayed and stumbled before falling into the arms of the blonde student who held her in a pseudo hug for a moment and then steadied Heather on her feet.
They walked away yelling the fight song into the night. If I would have known what would transpire that night, I probably would have stopped her. I didn't stop her and hindsight is 20/20, plus, you don't get a good story to tell without living a little bit of life in the process.
After about 25 minutes had passed I was about ready to track down Heather. I had already had 2 more Jack and Cokes, threw a couple of logs on the fire and was ready to find Heather so that we could let the fire wind down and then head back to bed for a little pre-game excitement.
It took me a little bit to find this "great game of beer pong" but I did eventually find it. It was definitely an epic game. There were 3 RV's parked closely together creating walls on 3 sizes and setting up the perfect "room" for a game in the middle. On the open side there was a large group of people that were blocking me from being able to get to my wife.
She and the blond college student looked to be up against the brown hair student and a large black man that I recognized as the starting linebacker from last year's team. He was a chiseled man and at about 6'6" he still didn't have an inch of fat on his body. He should have gone pro, he was that good, but concussions had made him walk away from the game. His name was JD Davis.
The crowd definitely appeared to be behind JD and his partner as people could be heard to shout, "Way to go JD. Get it Tim!"
Just as I walked up JD sunk the last shot and my wife had to take the last drink and also 2 shots, which I found out were accrued, 1 shot for every lost game.
After Heather finished the last shot, she yelled back, come on Steve, now is our time, let's take them down now.
Steve, her blonde partner seemed less than sure. "I don't know, you seem pretty drunk, maybe we should get you back to your husband."
She snapped back, "I am fine and he is fine. Let's take this."
This pep talk seemed to get Steve bought back in but JD seemed to be less sure.
"Listen lady, you guys aren't making a lot of shots but still, I can't keep drinking beer all night, too many calories, how about we raise the stakes."
Heather swayed side to side and was once again caught by Steve this time a he helped her up it looked like he helped himself to a little copped feel.
