    Title: Twentieth reunion
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: Rusty reluncticly attends his high school reunion. Twenty eyars has
    changed him, a change that his fellow classmates were amazed to see. One lady,
    who was a secret admirer of him in their youth, and another, a socialite that
    back then wouldn't give him the time of day, are both interested in him now.
    Keywords: MFF, preg

I walked into the building, and approached the reception desk. A thin, twenty-something blond looked up at me, a smile on her face, and as she asked "May I help you?", I smiled, taking in her youthful beauty.

"Mister Rusty Brock. I've a meeting with Mister Anderson." I stated.

She looked at her phone console, and picked up the phone, dialed a number and repeated what I had just told her. She listened, then she hung up the phone, and said to me, "Please have a seat, sir. Someone will be out shortly."

I smiled, as I sat my briefcase on the table by the couch, and took a seat. A minute went by, and a lady made her appearance. She said "Mister Brock?" I nodded as I stood, and she added "Come with me, sir."

We went down a short hall to an elevator, boarded it, and she pressed a button for the third floor. A nice corporate building, and it was relatively new. But I hadn't a chance to dwell on it long, as the lady escorting me said "Well Rusty, long time no see." I was taken back a bit, as I looked at her, trying to place a name with her face. She smiled, "You obviously don't recognize me, do you?"

I lied, as I said "Sort of. The voice, and the face, but it's been twenty years ago." Then, it hit me, "Mary Porsinksy."

She turned to face the elevator doors, saying "It's now Kasner." the doors opened, and she stepped out, as I followed. She asked as we walked down the hall, "So, you going to the reunion tomorrow evening?"

I laughed, "Actually, I wasn't. But since I'm in town, I decided I might as well." Although for the life of me, I've no idea why. "And you?"

We were at a door, and she stopped, putting her hand on the handle, saying "I wasn't planning on it."

I said "Well, why not?"

"I'll think about it, Rusty." she stated, as she opened the door to the conference room. I entered, and she closed the door behind me. It was a business meeting. And I went straight to work. Six hours later, I left with a headache, and a bad disposition. But, I did make some progress. If these people want my business, they had better do things my way.

I arrived at my hotel at a bit after eight after a long, pleasant dinner. By myself, but that's the way it has been for a spell, hasn't it? And once back in my room, I went over the paperwork of the days activities. It really wasn't as bad as it seemed during the meeting, actually. It's just that I expect more. But, I'm not telling a story about my business. There was something else. Mary Kasner. Yeah, I remember her. We graduated from high school together, from Northmont High to be exact. And, except for the summer of 1977, and a few summers after that, I hadn't been back to Dayton since. My dad died my senior year of high school. Mom two years later. My three older sisters live in Detroit, Cincinnati, and Los Angeles. So, there was never a reason to come back to what was once home. Not that the memories were that great anyway.

I was the fat kid, always picked on and such, and never had any luck with the girls. Heck, I had never dated, although there was Mary. She was the fat girl in school. That's why I did not recognized her. Now she's probably down to one-fifty, and that dress she was wearing today made her look ten years younger. Yes, she had a mature look about her, her black hair was done up nicely today. Hips were a bit wide, I wondered if she had children? And as I thought about her, I remembered her to be one of the few girls in my class that ever talked to me. At least, in a nice way.

Of course, I've changed as well. Yes, I'm still big. Six-five, two-hundred and sixty pounds. But at one time, I was well over three hundred. That was back in college, after I received my BA. And at the beginning of my career with Algamated. I would hate to guess how many hours I've put in, and I've slowed down little. And then there was Hilda. But then, Hilda is another story. By the time I went to sleep, I was hoping that Mary would show up at the reunion. Next day, end of work week, even for me. I kept my room for the night, with reservations for the morning for the flight home to Seattle. But first, some more unfinished business.

I arrived at the corporate office at nine, and I was happy to see Mary was the one escorting me to the conference room once again. As we walked to the elevators, I asked "So, you going tonight?"

She blushed "I don't know, Rusty. I mean, I never got along too well with anyone back then."

I chuckled, "Me neither." I then asked "Bring your husband, I would like to meet him."

She looked down at her high heels, stating "I'm divorced, Rusty."

"Well then, go with me." I blurted out.

She had a shocked look on her face, and I thought maybe I went to far, but she said "Well, I, um."

I stopped her, as I could tell it was a rather awkward moment, "No, don't worry. If you can't, you can't."

She smiled, as she opened the conference room door, and I entered it for another six hours of hashing out details. I left the building at five, heading to my rental car. As I climbed in, I saw the note sticking to my windshield. I grabbed it and sat into the drivers eat, and read the note, which read 'Dear Rusty, I'll go, but I won't be arriving until seven. See you there and save me a seat. Mary' I grinned, as I drove off to my hotel, where I showered and put on a clean suit. Then, off to the reunion.

It was taking place at a reception hall in Englewood. I called last week when I knew I was visiting the area on business, as I talked to a classmate named Jody Pull, who was the one that contacted my sister in Cincinnati. It seemed Jody's older sister is still a friend of my sister Karen, so that's how they found me. I received the invitation months ago, but I never followed up on it, as I really wasn't planning on going. But when I found out last week I was to be in town, I decided 'what the heck, let's go for it!' I wasn't expecting much. As a matter of fact, I really wasn't sure what to expect. It had been twenty years since I had seen ANY of my high school classmates. I would have a hard time remembering names of any. I was surprised when I remembered Mary!

Cocktails started at six, dinner at six-thirty. I arrived at six-fifteen. Entering, I was greeted by a short, heavyset redhead, with a name tag that said she was Bonnie Lowe. Yeah, I remembered her, as I shook hands, although there was no way that I would have recognized her, as it looked like she had been eating well. Last time I saw Bonnie, she was the same height, at just barely five foot tall, but weighed a good one-hundred and fifty pounds lighter. I talked to maybe two people before I found a seat at a table, with people that whose names I could barely remember.

Dinner was good, a nice five-course meal. And the conversation was interesting. I sat at a table of ten, of which the other nine were six classmates and three spouses. Interesting lot, actually. Of the six former classmates, four were male. The two females looked okay, a bit ragged looking, both were working moms. The men looked to be of different backgrounds, none were what I would have called good friends in school, as I had none anyway. However, none were ever on my bad side either. For the most part, I talked to one, and that was Greg Audick. He's had an interesting life, and he runs his own Auto body shop. He says he does quite well, as he has a dozen employees. Of course, when asked what I did, I told them I was in management for a large corporation. Didn't bother telling them that I was on the board. I did tell them of my travels, and of my houses. The one in Seattle, another in Philadelphia and the condo in the Keys. Yeah, it was nice, nine sets of mouths hanging open in shock. And when one asked how much I made a year, I replied "That's a rather personal question, one which I really can't answer anyway."

Greg asked "Why's that?"

I laughed "Well, it depends on what my accountant wants me to say!"

Then Mary showed up, pulling a chair up next to me. She was late for dinner, but she did have my dessert. Then it was mingle time. Well, I didn't. I sat there and people came to me. Mary did wander off on her own, returning a short time later. I asked "Where you been?"

She blushed "Oh, talking to a few people. You would be surprised at what people are saying about you."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing. But I set a few straight, as I looked up some information on you on the internet this afternoon." she said, with a sly grin.

"Find anything good?" I asked.

"Lots. Guess I should have stuck around you after school like I thought I should have."

I smiled "You were interested in me? In high school?"

She nodded "Yeah, but I was too damn shy to approach you."

We were interrupted by others. I soon found myself talking to about a dozen people, as Mary sat quietly at my side. I didn't divulge much more of my life to anyone, as I smiled and chatted away. As I talked, I noticed someone. A blond lady, wearing an outfit that was way too young for her much mature body. Reading the name, I about lost it, as it said Jackie Scone. I remembered her. One of the most obnoxious little socialite bitches to grace the halls of Northmont. And here she was, taking a seat next to me, and she was a bit wasted to boot. Oh great, I can see right through this one. A little gold digger, on the hunt. It couldn't be more obvious. I turned to Mary, and she rolled her eyes in disgust. Now, Jackie had been drinking, as we all kept on talking. And Mary kept whispering wisecracks into my ear as Jackie kept hanging onto my other side.

I was feeling good, although I didn't drink a thing. I think it was because all these losers from high school were in awe at how well that fat kid that they use to pick on in high school has done with his life. Although I did keep talking to Greg. I even got his business card, telling him that I had a sixty-eight Mustang that needed some work done. He was pleased at that. And now, I had two female classmates, both good looking, although Miss Socialite had obviously seen better days. She was wearing a strapless top, and a skirt that barely covered her ass, which had gotten a lot bigger since high school, and her belly as well. And she was all over me, especially as the evening wore on. By midnight, I was tired, and I had a hard decision to make, do I go back to the hotel alone? Do I take one of them with me? If so, which one?

I was just thinking that, when Mary whispered into my ear "You would love to drill her, wouldn't you!"

I noticed it wasn't a question. I whispered back, as Jackie almost fell face first onto the table "Would you blame me?"

She laughed, "No, for I want to do her also." I was shocked, as I looked at her, totally surprised, as she said "I couldn't make up my mind between you or her."

I grinned, saying "Let's both do her."

She looked around me to Jackie, who was trying to stand, and she said "Well, you can take her to your hotel, I'll follow."

I laughed, as I turned to Jackie, and said "Would you like to go to my hotel room to catch up on old times?"

I took that big smile as a yes. The sloppy wet kiss on my lips confirmed it. I stood and helped Jackie out the door, with Mary following me close behind, and looks of surprise from my former classmates, what ones were left. As Mary helped me get Jackie into my rental, I told her where my hotel was, and what room number. In five minutes, we were there. I was opening the door for Jackie, when Mary pulled into the spot next to me. The look on Jackie’s face, one of surprise, as she asked "What she doing here?"

I said "Oh, we thought the three of us would talk about the good old days."

"Ohhhhh, but I thought it would be just the two of us?" was her drunken response.

Mary got on the other side of her, and said "The more the merrier. After all, we hadn't seen old Rusty here for twenty years now, have we."

"No, I guess not. Okay." She replied. She started babbling on about some nonsense, as we entered the hotel, walked by the front desk and got a glare from the desk clerk. I just smiled, and kept on going. At my door, I fumbled for the key, and we entered the room. As I helped Jackie to the bed, Mary shut the door. I sat next to Jackie, and kicked my shoes off, saying "Might as well get comfortable, huh?"

She giggled, and as she kicked her high heels off, they went sailing against the far wall, causing her to let out a howl of laughter, and for me to smirk and Mary to just roll her eyes to the sky as she shook her head. Mary then came over and sat on Jackie's other side, as I asked "So Jackie, what you been doing for the last twenty years?"

Before she started talking, my hand was behind her back, rubbing it. Mary's was there as well, as she said "Well I was married to Roger. You remember Roger, don't you? Captain of the football team, and the basketball team." She arched her back, as my hand went down and up underneath her top, as she said "Oh, that feels good, Rusty." She turned her face to me, and she kissed my lips.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mary's hand go up underneath Jackie's skirt, Jackie parted her legs, not knowing or realizing that it wasn't my hand there.

As Jackie moaned softly into my mouth, Mary asked "So, what happened to Roger?"

Jackie stopped kissing me, and turned to Mary, a bit of shock in her face. I think she forgot Mary was in the room. "Well, Roger left me after our second child, back in eighty-four." Then, it was Mary's turn, as she leaned into Jackie, and planted a big kiss on her unsuspecting lips. Meanwhile. I found the clasp to her strapless bra underneath her top, and undid it. My other hand was on her belly, and I moved it down to unfasten her skirt. I was wanting to laugh at the situation, but I didn’t. After all, here were two people taking advantage of a formerly snobbish bitch from our youth. I'm sure Mary had more hard feelings towards Jackie than I did. After all, in my experiences it seems women tend to hold a grudge longer. But twenty years? I was wondering if this could be considered rape? But she did come willingly. And I do have a witness. not to mention a bunch of fellow former classmates that saw her leave with me.

When the two of them stopped kissing, Jackie was short of breath. She asked as she panted "Why did you do that for?"

Mary shrugged, "Because it felt good. Didn't it?"

Jackie nodded, obviously a bit confused, as she said "Yeah, I guess so." I now had the skirt unfastened, and I unwrapped it. Oh my, nice panties. And her and Mary were kissing again. Well, I guess she likes that. I soon had the top pulled down, along with the bra, and was admiring her breasts. Back in high school, I had dreams of these breasts. They looked to be just as firm as they were back then, as I grabbed them both, and was suckling on a nipple. As I devoured a nipple, I felt movement, and I glanced as I sucked that tit that Mary was pulling her own top off. Then, Jackie was on her back, with Mary attacking the left boob, me the right, while we each had a hand in her crotch, our hands under her panties, finding her moist, warm pussy. Mary's fingers were on her clit, as I tucked a pair into her hole, her hips jumped as I eased them in up to the second knuckle.

I started moving down her body, kissing her hot flesh, as Mary stayed where she was at. I was surprised, thinking that she wanted a taste too. But soon I was face first into her panty covered crotch. I smiled as I tucked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and she lifted her ass up willingly as I pulled them off her body, and tossed them off to the side. Her and Mary were kissing again, when I buried my face into her sweet sex. My fingers were now pumping her hole, as my tongue replaced Mary's fingers, where I teased her hard clit.

I feasted on her cunt, enjoying it as I worked her to the edge, and when she suddenly stiffened, her juices poured out, glazing my face. I looked up to see Mary on all fours, out of her dress and panties, still kissing Jackie’s hot mouth as her hands played with her melons. And Mary had a nice set of titties as well. I was thinking that I had died and gone to heaven. I grabbed Jackie's legs and rolled her over, and as she rolled, Mary moved up so she had her back to the headboard, still kissing Jackie, but pushing her head down her body, to suck on Mary's breasts, a smile on Mary's face. A smile that turned to a look of astonishment, as she saw me drop my pants. My cock was rock hard, and wanting to fill a void. And Mary's eyes bugged out when she saw my huge dong. All ten point three inches of it, as I gripped the shaft, and rubbed the wet slit of Jackie's cunt with it. Jackie groaned as Mary watched, and when the head of my meat forced it's way inside of her hole, she cried out.

I smiled, as I worked more and more into her, causing her to make muffled cries, as Mary now had her head pulled down into her cunt, making Jackie get a taste of her sex. I was soon buried balls deep into her cunt, enjoying the feeling of her vaginal walls, spasmning about my rigid shaft, trying to accommodate my cock. I put my hands on her hips, and I started pumping her tight hole. Slow at first, but soon I was slamming into her at a hard, fast clip. I think it was from the memories from years gone by, when she was such a bitch to me. Heck, that's as good a reason as any. But I was surprised, and happy, when her groans turned to moans of lust, and soon her body was shaking as she had her first cock induced orgasm of the night. I soon grunted, but I didn't stop pounding her hot box, as my cum plastered the walls of her womb, which sent her into another wail, just as Mary's face grimaced, as she let out a soft cry of her own, as he had her own fine orgasm.

I pumped away, sweat dripping from my chin onto her round ass, my cock still rock hard, as I looked at where we were joined. And what a sight! My cock was a bright purplish red, as it was covered with the white foam of our combined cum, and each time I pulled the shaft out, her tight pussy walls would come stretching out, turning her cunt inside out, so to speak. I was all smiles, and looking at Mary, so was she. She had other ideas, as she rolled Jackie over, twisting her cunt on my shaft, which we both enjoyed. I grabbed Jackie's ankles, and put them on my shoulders, as I then reached down and grabbed her ass, and started thrusting anew. Mary straddled Jackie's head, and lowered her snatch to a pair of waiting hungry lips, as I leaned forward and we kissed. I then worked my mouth down to her breasts, as I tongued those fantastic nipples of hers. Her boobies were a bit smaller than Jackie's but most definitely keepers. God, I was hoping this would never end. The stimulation of sucking on a woman's tits while fucking a different woman's hot cunt finally got me over the edge, as I stiffened and groaned, flooding Jackie's abused cunt again. I pulled out and rolled onto my back, as Mary went face first into Jackie's pie, and from the moans of pleasure from Jackie, I do believe she was sucking the cream out.

I rolled onto my side facing them, and leaned over towards Jackie's head. I kissed her cheek, and she turned her face to me. We kissed, I getting a taste of Mary's cream from her lips. She went back to tonguing Mary's sex, as I watched. Mary has a cute pussy. Her lips were thinner than Jackie's, and not as long. Her clit, however, stuck out farther, and a lot wider, just begging to be sucked. I chuckled at that, as it seems Jackie was enjoying doing the honors. I reached between the two women, fondling their breasts. That’s when I noticed the difference. While I was squeezing Mary's hanging hooters, I enjoyed how soft and pliable they felt, not like Jackie's, which seemed to be harder, not as much give to them. As I looked, I saw they were still up, so to speak, unlike with most women, when they lay down they loose some sort of height. I smiled, knowing now that Jackie had a boob job done in the past. And pushing her breast up towards her chin, I saw the scar underneath.

I made the comment, "Wow, store bought titties."

As Jackie giggled, Mary lifted her head up just long enough to comment, "Finally figured it out, big boy?"

I just chuckled, and sat up, leaning back on my elbows as I watched them feast on each other. And soon the air was filled with the sound of their muffled cries of passion, as they had their hard earned cum. I was almost hard, as Mary crawled my way, my cock in her sights, as she eyed it hungrily. With her right hand she grabbed my shaft at the base, as she then ran her tongue around the head of my cock. I moaned, enjoying her hot little mouth. Jackie had rolled onto her side, her body perpendicular to Mary, as she fondled Mary's sex, while Mary sucked my cock. I just smiled, enjoying the job she was doing, as she waited for the blood to refill my throbbing member.

She then started kissing my body, working up to my chest and then my face, all the while jerking on my pecker with her hands. I wrapped my arms about her, and kissed her lips, getting a taste of girl juice and my cum from Jackie's cunt. Her slit was against my shaft now, as she had her hands on my shoulders. I gave her lips another kiss, and then commanded "Turn around."

She smiled, and she did, as I spread my legs out, the cheeks of her ass against my hard cock. She used her hands on my legs to balance herself, as I reached down and guided my missile to her love nest. As she lowered down, she let out a hiss, then a groan, as her cunt accommodated my hefty meat. I then reached around, grabbed her legs and pulled them out and up, forcing her to get jammed down onto my cock, taking it deep in one full drop, making her cry out. She was panting, just as Jackie was doing earlier, as I nibbled on her neck, as her body got use to being stuffed full of my meat. I wanted this to be a long one, as I said softly to Jackie "Come on over and lick her clit."

She did so, crawling between my legs, and got her face into Mary's twat. I released her legs, and they fell onto the top of Jackie's back. Mary moaned out "Oh god.", and she shuddered, as her orgasm hit. I chuckled, as I was enjoying the feeling of her rippling vagina, and I didn't even move a muscle. My hands went to her bountiful breasts, kneading them as Jackie did a number to her. I'm not sure if Jackie had ever done anything like this before, but if not, she learns fast. For she had Mary hitting orgasms one right after another for a good ten minutes, before Mary finally, with a hoarse and tired voice, pushed Jackie's face away, saying "No, no more."

I moved us onto our right side, my left arm hooked underneath her left knee, as I slowly started to fuck her hole. She was moaning as I did, as I reached over and grabbed Jackie's arm, pulling her to me. Laying there, I had Jackie straddle my face, where I began tonguing her steamy fuck hole, tasting her sweet cream as she rubbed her slit on my lips. My pace was picking up, as I was almost there, ready to dump my load inside Mary. And when I felt that fucking fantastic feeling of my cum racing through my shaft, I groaned, as my cock throbbed wildly inside of Mary, with here fingers frigging her clit, we had a good, mutual hard cum, with Jackie getting off on my face as well.

I glanced at the clock, seeing it read two-twenty. I groaned, as I had that damn flight out in seven hours, which meant that I had to be at the airport in five. And, I should be dead tired, what with me filling Jackie up twice, and Mary once. And as I laid there resting, the two of them moved into another sixty-nine, this time with Jackie on top of Mary. Oh yeah, what a sight! And it was stimulating as well, for my cock never went soft, it just stayed semi-hard, as I stroked it, taking in the view of these two hot women giving each other pleasure. In minutes, they were writhing about, as they got each other off, And I had a hard cock, which Mary knew what it was for, as she rolled Jackie off her, and with a smile on her face, she came my way. She climbed on top of me, grabbing my hard meat and with a sharp hiss, she jabbed herself with my cock, making me moan. God she felt good, as I watched a good amount of my earlier load squirt out of her hole. With her hands on her own breasts, she rode me. A long, and very satisfying ride for all involved. Jackie came over, laying up against me, watching as Mary's slick cunt rode my cock.

She humped away for an hour, as she got her rocks of on numerous occasions. Then, she started squeezing that tight cunt of hers, fucking me hard, finally causing me to jab my cock deep up into her, and spray her womb with my seed. The three of us were spent. By then, even Jackie was asleep next to me. I was exhausted, as I looked at the clock, seeing it read four-ten in the morning. No way was I going to make that flight. And I didn't. The three of us ended up staying in that hotel room, with me going out to get us breakfast, lunch and dinner. The sex wasn't non-stop, it was more laid back, as we just laid around on the bed, cuddling, sucking, and an occasional fuck. Nice, real damn nice. We parted on Sunday morning, with me having gotten different travel arrangements. We all promised to keep in touch.

And they did. Four weeks later, Mary called, telling me that her and Jackie were going to be mommies. To make a long story short, they both live with me now, as do my two children, born just a few hours apart, nine months after that twentieth reunion.

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