They met in their sophomore year of high school, shortly after they turned sixteen. Two loners who somehow found each other, Jim and Amy became fast friends and did everything together. They attended high school sporting events, dances and other school activities. Occasionally they would kiss, and maybe pet a little, but basically theirs was a platonic friendship.

The night of their graduation, after tiptoeing around the margins for a long time, they finally consummated their relationship. All summer they explored their sexuality and each other. But in the fall, they went to college. Jim left and went east, Amy stayed at home and attended a local college. They saw each other occasionally during school breaks, but didn’t pursue their romantic relationship any further.

Fast forward to six years after college – time for their ten-year high school reunion. Amy was standing by the punch bowl when she looked up and saw Jim walk into the room. Even though it had been years, she knew him instantly. He looked around the room, and then his eyes lit up as he spotted her. He walked over to her and she handed him a glass of punch.

“I’m so glad you made it,” she said. “I hadn’t heard if you were coming or not.”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he replied. “Would you like to dance?”

“I’d love to.”

They set their glasses down and walked out onto the dance floor. The band was playing the same songs they had danced to when they were in high school together. They fit together naturally, and it was as though it had not been ten years since they had danced together. As the evening went by, they danced a lot, ate dinner together, and had a couple of drinks together. At last, the band leader announced, “last dance.” They enjoyed a last, slow, romantic dance together. When it ended, neither of them wanted to say goodbye.

“Where are you staying?” Jim asked Amy.

“We live in my parents’ old house, here in town. They moved to the south, where it is warmer all year round.”

“We. . . ?”

“My husband, Larry and I. He couldn’t come tonight because he’s on a business trip out of town. I think he might have purposely scheduled it that way!” She laughed. “Where are you staying?”

“I’m here in this hotel. My parents moved east to live near the kids and my wife and I, so I didn’t have a place to stay here.”

“You have kids?”

“Two – a four year old boy and a little girl who will be one in a few weeks.”

She smiled. “Oh, how wonderful! We haven’t gotten around to starting a family yet. But probably in the not too distant future.”

“Would you like to come up to my suite for a night cap? I could have some appetizers sent up to munch on.”

“I’d really like that.”

They got in the elevator together and rode up to Jim’s floor. They both felt the tension between them, and Amy laughed nervously a couple of times as they walked to his room and went inside. He called room service and ordered appetizers and a bottle of wine. “I hope you don’t mind if I take off my tie and jacket,” he said. “I’m not used to staying in a suit for this many hours!”

“Please, it’s your room, make yourself comfortable. Do you mind if I take off my shoes? I so rarely wear heels this high, so my feet are killing me,” she replied.

They sat together on the couch, nervously trying to make small talk while they waited for room service. Jim practically ran to the door when the waiter knocked. “Would you like some wine now?” he asked Amy.

“I’d love some.”

He poured them each a glass of wine and sat back down next to Amy. At first, they talked about their lives since they had last seen each other, and then they began to reminisce.

“Do you remember graduation night, how scared and excited we were?” Jim asked.

“I’ll never forget it. It was the most special night of my life. We were both so nervous, but you were so tender and made my first time so wonderful.” As she spoke, Amy reached out and put her hand on Jim’s leg. “You seemed to know everything to do and say to make me comfortable. And I can’t believe you actually made me come that night, too. Granted, not the first time, but the second time I did!”

“Ah, for the good old days – two times, no waiting,” Jim quipped, and she laughed. He put his arm on the back of the couch and his hand started playing with her hair. “I’ve dreamed about the night many, many times over the past ten years.”

“I wonder if it was just beginner’s luck, or if it really was as good as we remember it.” Amy turned toward Jim and leaned in for a kiss.

Jim pulled her to him and began kissing her and stroking her back. Soon, he had unzipped her dress and was pulling it down off her shoulders. Her sheer, black lace bra barely covered her nipples, which were jutting out proudly. He put his hands on her breasts and began to play with her nipples through her bra.

“You always had the most beautiful, responsive nipples. I’m glad to see that hasn’t changed!”

Amy began unbuttoning his shirt, teasing, “It’s not fair – you can see mine, but I can’t see yours!” Soon she had his shirt off and was working on his belt and zipper. They both stood up. Her dress fell to the floor, and her tiny thong and matching bra were all she had on. She pushed his pants down, and he stood there in his boxers, the front tented out.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.

“I’ve never wanted anything more,” she replied. He led her into the bedroom and they fell on the bed. His hand slid down her belly and inside her thong. She was already dripping wet. Her hand went to the front of his boxers, and found his cock already hard and throbbing. She pushed his underwear down, and he kicked it off the bed. She took his cock in her hand and began stroking it, gently, up and down the length of it and caressing the beautiful head.

Meanwhile his fingers had found her clit and were rubbing and playing with it. She began to moan, and he pushed her thong down. He began to suck on her nipples through her bra. She reached behind her back and unhooked the bra, and slipped it off. Her breasts bounced free from their restraints and he groaned. He took them in his hands and sucked on first one, then the other, trying to take them into his mouth entirely.

“I’ve got to have you, now,” he moaned.

She spread her legs wide and pulled his cock towards her opening. He plunged in immediately and began to pump away. She wrapped her legs around his back and met him, stroke for stroke. “Yes, yes, more,” she moaned. She climaxed suddenly, her legs around him, pulling him in as far as he could go. He shuddered and his cock began pulsing, filling her up with his cum. When they were done, they rolled on their sides together and snuggled. Soon they were both asleep.

A couple of hours later, Jim awoke to find Amy stroking his hard cock. He rolled over toward her and she slid down in the bed, kissing her way down his chest and lower belly. When she reached his cock she licked it from the bottom to the tip and back down again. Jim moaned softly. “Do you like that?” she asked.

“Oh, no, not much… just don’t ever stop!” Jim replied.

She took him into her mouth and began to suck on him. He didn’t want it to ever end, but he soon reached a point where he couldn’t hold back any longer and he exploded, his cum filling her mouth and running down her chin and onto her breasts, making them glisten in the moonlight that was spilling in the window and across the bed. He pulled her back up in the bed and kissed her face, getting his cum on his lips as he did so. Then he started kissing his way down her body, sucking on her breasts, making her nipples stand out, gleaming as his saliva and cum mixed together and covered them. Moving lower, he spread her legs apart, kissed her gently on her thighs as he moved to her sex, where he began to lick and suck her. She began to moan and writhe on the bed, thrusting her hips up to meet him, and suddenly her world exploded into the most spectacular orgasm she could ever remember.

Just before dawn they awoke again, both of them ready to go once more. Jim pulled her on top of him, and she rode up and down his wonderful, hard cock while he played with her breasts, until they both shuddered and came, wrapped in each other’s arms. Amy collapsed on top of Jim and they drifted off to sleep once again.

When they finally awoke in the morning, the sun was up and it was after 10:00. “Wow, I’d better get home! Larry will be coming home this afternoon, and I need to get cleaned up.” She began getting dressed.

Jim said he had a flight out at 2:00, so he should get ready to go too. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“Of course,” Amy replied. “And you?”

“I’m fine. No regrets whatsoever.”

“I’m glad. I could never regret getting together with you.” Amy picked up her purse and walked to the door. Jim followed her there.

“Will I see you again?” he asked, as she opened the door.

Amy paused, leaned over and gave Jim a passionate kiss, and said, “There’s another reunion in five years!”

He watched her walk to the elevator. “I’ll be here,” he whispered.