1. Reunion


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: samuelle, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    undoubtedly as much from my anxiousness about the evening as from the heat. Without bothering to close the drapes, I pulled my top over my head, exposing my bare breasts before hooking the waist of both my skirt and thong with my thumbs and simultaneously pushing them down my legs and stepping from the lump they created on the floor. The warm water of the shower splashed against my neck and ran between my breasts. I began wondering about what surprises the evening might hold. Who would I meet and where would it lead? Would my classmates be different now that everyone was ten years older and more comfortable with their lives? Would classmates recognize the quiet, shy, studious, conservative girl they knew in high school who tonight looked provocatively classy? Would they even notice the change or me? What was I trying to accomplish anyway? Confirmation that, at 38 and divorced, I was still desirable, or was it as simple as I wanted the closeness of body next to mine and experience a man’s tender touch and stiff member inside my clean pussy. Either way, I was committed to attend as the new sexy, edgy woman I hoped I had become. While toweling off I was unable to resist sliding my hand over my smooth pussy as I had so many times since my wax. I rubbed over and around my clit, my over stimulated mind causing waves of pleasure to build instantly and cause me to climax in minutes. The episode created some relief from my horniness. I desperately wanted to continue with the vibrator ...
    in my bag but there was no time. I had planned to wear another new white thong under my garter and fishnet nylons, but with the lingering excitement from my climax, I decided to skip the thong and go commando with only the garter and nylons under my shift. Being bare made me feel both naughty and sexy. I finished dressing, pulling my tie-dyed shift with a low scoop neck over my head. My nipples were slightly visible thru the soft fabric. I finished by stepping into a pair of 4” heels before I went back into the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and combed my hair. I stood in front of the full length mirror across from the bathroom confident but nervous that I had the look I wanted before I grabbed my key card from the table next to the armoire and was out the door to the elevator. The elevator doors opened a minute later. I exited looking for a sign directing people to the opening reception. I saw none, but a group of people were moving down an adjacent hall, carrying plastic cups as they were talking and laughing loudly, so I set off after them. Almost as soon as I entered the hall I noticed a table outside a ballroom with a banner hanging from the front imprinted “Welcome class of 1993”. I scanned the once alphabetically arranged nametags for mine. Finding it I pinned it to the strap of my shift and walked through the double doors into the ballroom. I couldn’t believe the crowd. My class was not this big, apparently most people were escorted by spouses or significant others. My ...
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