Our Little Secret?

Saturday started like any other Saturday. Jill was up out of bed first, had made coffee and was at the computer in the sitting room area of the master bedroom. It was the "tap-tap-tapping" of the keys that awoke Mark. Jill did a lot of work from home and got most of it done in the early morning weekend hours before the rest of the world was moving.

Mark crawled out of bed in his silk boxers with no shirt and walked over to his wife and gave her a soft kiss on the neck and shoulder.

"Good morning beautiful, getting anything done?" he asked.

"Good morning sweetheart. Yes, but taking a break to check a Facebook notification I got in my e-mail." She responded.

"What garbage are they sending you this time?" he asked.

Mark was not a fan of Facebook or the time that his colleagues spent on it or his wife for that matter. They were both in their late twenties. Both went to the gym religiously and both worked at high profile jobs in which they dressed to the nines. Jill worked as a paralegal for a premier law firm in Chicago and Mark was a project manager at an architectural firm also located in the city. They each boasted impressive wardrobes in their walk-in closet fit for a 5th bedroom.

"Actually, this one is about my 10th High School Class Reunion." She explained.

Mark sneered "Does anyone ever actually go to these things? I thought you hated High School?"

Mark was right. Jill was a bit of a 'nerd' in school and thrived academically. She was not part of the in-crowd and had very few boyfriends. However, after college and joining the law firm and hitting the gym, she had transformed herself into a successful bombshell and landed Mark who would easily have the ladies falling at his feet.

Jill Flannery in High School was a thing of the past and she was quite happy to keep her their as she was now Jill Morgan, hot, successful and talented paralegal. There was though, a small part of her that would love to go to this reunion to flaunt her "new" self and her hunk of a husband and see how the other "popular" people stacked up against her. She stared at the monitor...

"Oh, I don't know... it could be fun? I mean, it is right her in the 'windy city' and we need a night out? Plus I would love to show you off to all those snobby bitches who looked down on me those four years!" she laughed.

"Well, whatever you want baby... I'm there if you want to go." Mark comforted

Jill looked over the event invitation and her smirk quickly turned to a frown... "Oh no! Figures. It's the same weekend as your Vegas trip with your company! That stinks!"

"Just great" Mark said, "and there is no way to get out of that trip" as if he wanted to.

"Well, I'm not going without you." Jill confirmed and that was the end of that.

A few days later upon returning home from the gym, Mark saw that Jill had left her Facebook open and had gone to her Pilates class. Not one to snoop, he ignored it but couldn't help noticing that the page was left open to a message from a rather decent looking guy. Not worried, but more curious, he decided to take a look.

The message was from on of Jill's former classmates named Kyle. He went on about how amazed he was to see what Jill looked like now and asked if she was attending the reunion. Jill had replied with her history and explained how she had come a long way from High School and Mark was happy to see that she mentioned her wonderful and sexy husband and that she was happily married. She also explained that Mark would be away the weekend of the reunion and she wouldn't be attending. Kyle wrote back again complimenting Jill's photos and body and mentioned that he would be flying in for the reunion solo as he was recently separated and needed a trip to get his mind off things. He urged Jill to go alone and just have a good time.

Jill's final reply startled Mark as she said "Wow, I never in a million years would have guessed the star quarterback of John Stark High would be sending me a private message, let alone begging me to go out to a class reunion" she wrote with a wink. "Need a place to stay? After all, I'll be here alone all weekend!" She followed that last part up with a "J/K!!!" which made Mark feel a little better, but he could tell from her replies that she was enjoying the attention from Kyle. She signed off as saying "I'll see what I can do about making an appearance".

Mark decided to keep what he saw and read to himself and see how things played out over the next two weeks as the date approached. For the first time in their three year marriage Mark had a slight feeling of jealousy and intrigue at what might be going through his wife's head. Jill was very sexy and got turned on very easily and he couldn't help but wonder if the messages from Kyle had gotten her juices flowing.

The week went on as usual, nothing crazy and no mention of the reunion again. Mark did notice that Jill seemed to be spending a lot more time on Facebook though than usual. A few times he could see that the profile pic was that of Kyle's and he had a feeling Jill was going to make that appearance at the reunion for sure, though she didn't mention it to him.

The idea starting to eat at Mark and he began playing out disturbing images of what might go on with him a few thousand miles away. Jill was a horny girl and liked to flirt. Add a little wine or champagne and she was good to go. "Stop it" he said aloud, shaking his head. Jill had always been an angel and faithful and had never given him reason to suspect anything.... Until now?

Mark's suspicions grew stronger the Wednesday before the reunion was to take place when Jill went out with her friend Beth to go shopping. She came home with a few bags and went straight to the bedroom with them, never mentioning where she went or what she had purchased.

Mark, now in "suspect mode" found this to be odd. Later on he went into the closet while Jill showered and searched for her 'new' items. He couldn't find anything? Jill had enough bags that there was no way something new wouldn't be sticking out like a sore thumb? Mark continued to thumb through the hangers on Jill's side, frantic at times. What was he doing? Why was he becoming so obsessed? This was silly.

"Deep breath Mark" he thought to himself. "You're acting like a crazy man" he reaffirmed as he got to the end of the rack.

The very last hanger held a garment bag, much like the one Jill kept her wedding dress in. For the hell of it, Mark unzipped the bag and was shocked as to what he saw. A brand new, short, black cocktail dress with the tags still on it hung neatly on the hanger. A pair of silky black stockings with lace tops were also draped over the hanger. A pair of stilettos sat neatly in the bottom of the bag and an additional bag was in there as well.

Mark felt his stomach drop as he started to open the bag. Inside were the sexiest little matching panty and bra set he had ever seen. "Wow" he caught himself saying out loud. He heard the shower stop and quickly returned the items as they were and hid the garment bag back behind everything else.

"Could this outfit be for me?" he wondered. "But why hide it?" He tried to tell himself she planned to surprise him, but he knew better. She was going to that reunion and planned to make quite an impression.

The weirdest part of all this? It kind of turned him on. The fact that his loving wife was planning this evening behind his back knowing that he would be out of State for the weekend started a different kind of fire inside him. She was being naughty, and where part of that made him angry, another part made him horny as hell.

But... how far would she take this? What else had she and Kyle been talking about?

A few minutes later, Jill was out of the shower and toweling off. Mark couldn't help but observe her perfect body, but then the images of another man having his way with her would invade his mind. What bothered him more was that the thought excited him. He had never experienced this feeling before. He was aware that some guy enjoyed and got off to watching their wife get fucked by another man, but he never dreamed he might be one of them!?

"Jill honey, you know, I've been thinking and if you really have your heart set on going to that reunion, I would be happy to cancel my trip to Vegas to accompany you."

"Oh baby, that is so sweet of you, but you've been so excited for this trip with the boys. You go. I'll catch my 20 year reunion!" she laughed again.

"But what will you do while I'm gone?" he questioned.

"I don't know. Catch up on some reading? Work? Maybe catch a movie with Beth? I'll be fine." She was lying to him and he knew it, but it only added to the charge he was getting.

Mark was so sure of himself, he decided to make a major decision and went and cancelled his trip to Vegas. He made an excuse to the guys that he was not feeling well and really wasn't up for it. After some razzing from the guys, they let it go and Mark was free to observe Jill's weekend. He did not tell her he cancelled the trip, and had no plans to. He would keep out of sight, stay at a hotel if necessary. He knew his gorgeous wife was up to no good and he wanted to find out first hand.

Friday morning, the day of the reunion and Mark's "flight out" arrived. He kissed Jill goodbye and didn't get the reaction he expected. She seemed to be a little cold as if her mind was on something else. They said their "I love you's" and Mark got in his car and left.

He ended up going to his old stomping grounds and visiting the old neighborhood watering hole. The whole time that he sat there and drank a few vodka and tonics, he wondered what Jill was planning and thinking.

He knew that the High School reunion was set to start at 8:00 pm which means if Jill was indeed planning to go, she would be getting ready at 6:00. Maybe he had blown this entire thing out of proportion. Why wouldn't she just tell him she was going to go alone? Why the secrecy? These thoughts ravaged through his head.

At 5:30 Mark settled up at the bar and headed home. He parked down the street and out of site and quietly let himself in through the back office door making sure he went unheard or noticed. He felt so silly doing this, but at the same time so alive.

He went into the sitting area of the master bedroom where the computer was and shut himself in the closet leaving enough space to see into the room. Within minutes Jill appeared and was heading into the shower. This confirmed Mark's suspicion that she was not "catching up on reading or work" tonight. Soon she emerged from the shower and toweled off.

Mark was actually horny watching her, his own wife, that he could have whenever he wanted! Then she did something that caught him by surprise... she reached into the tub, grabbed her razor and went over her pubic area again as to make sure she didn't miss any spots or to reassure that it was as smooth and clean as possible. This wasn't out of the ordinary, but Mark wondered why on a night where he was out of town was she so careful?

Then the unspeakable... she disappeared into the closet and returned with "the bag" -- Mark's heart began to race as she unzipped it and laid all of it's belongings on the bed. She first started by removing the tags from the panties and bra and then slipping them on.

She admired her firm body in the mirror, turning back and forth and then looking at her perfect ass in the thong. Next she grabbed the silk stockings and slipped them on up to her mid thigh. Mark felt like he would cum in his pants. She went to reach for the dress when suddenly her cell phone rang.

"Hello?" she said calmly "Oh Hi! Glad you made it in safely. Yes, I am still going. Getting ready as we speak!"

It had to be him. She was giddy, blushing.

"Oh... ummm... I suppose that would be okay, I don't really want to walk in there all by myself anyway. Sure! See you at 7:30. Oh... you'll see!" she said with a sly grin.

See what? Mark wondered.

It didn't take a genius to figure out that this "mystery person" (most likely Kyle) had offered to pick Jill up. After she hung up the phone, she sat on the bed and lay back on the pillows for a second. She seemed to be deep in thought as she was fantasizing. She ran the tips of her manicured hands along her silk stockings and then up across her panties and then her stomach. Mark saw a faint shiver as she did.

He knew that look. He knew that stare. His wife was horny as hell. Soon she sprung up off the bed and finished getting ready. She looked hotter than Mark had ever remembered. He was hard and pissed at the same time. Why wasn't she wearing this outfit for him? Guess she really wanted to impress her old classmates.

Once she was ready, hair done, perfume applied and heels on, the doorbell rang and she headed downstairs like a girl awaiting her prom date. Mark stayed hidden in the closet until he was certain she was downstairs and made his move. He went to the railing and stayed hidden, just enough so he could hear and barely see the front door. Jill opened the door.

"Oh my God! Hello! You found it! So good to see you Kyle."

Mark could tell they hugged, but that wasn't out of the ordinary.

"You ready for this thing tonight?" a male voice emerged.

"Ready as I'll ever be I guess" Jill replied.

"Does your husband mind that you're going with me?" Kyle asked.

"Well, he doesn't exactly know," she confessed, "but he's off in Vegas with his buddies, so God only knows what he'll be getting into tonight! Would you like a drink?" She asked.

Mark could already tell from her demeanor that she was into this guy. She was bubbly and giggly.

"Love one, need to loosen up before this party anyway."

Mark stayed out of site and just eavesdropped on their conversation. It was small talk and reminiscing about school. Perfectly harmless, but there was no way Kyle or any male on this Earth for that matter could look at Jill and the way she was dressed and not want to fuck her brains out. Hell, Mark did and he had been fucking her for seven years already!

Not much longer Kyle asked "Shall we?"

It was followed by Jill's reply, "Let's do this!" and then they were heading out.

Kyle remarked as he helped Jill with her jacket, "I can't say that I'm not proud to be attending this thing with who will undoubtedly be the sexiest and most beautiful creature in the room tonight..."

Jill became weak in the knees and felt that tingle rush over her body. "Kyle! That is so sweet of you to say" and although he didn't see it, Mark heard the sound of a peck on the cheek. The door closed behind them.

Once they left, Mark savored the scent of his wife's perfume and could also smell the mix of Kyle's cologne. There was definitely some tension in the air between the two of them and now Mark would wait until she returned home and maybe surprise her when she got there.

Three hours had passed and it was just after midnight when Mark saw the headlights turning up the driveway. He expected to see Jill get out and head inside and Kyle make his way back to his hotel. Instead he heard the engine turn off and the lights go out.

What was this? Were they going to chat before he left? He could clearly see into the truck from the master bedroom window. He kept the lights off so no one could see in.

Jill's hair was down now which indicated she had obviously been dancing and Kyle had a white button up shirt on that had some buttons undone and tie hanging from the rearview mirror.

Mark couldn't hear what they were saying, but he saw Jill laugh a lot and could also see Kyle's eyes wander to her silky, stocking covered thighs. Mark actually felt sorry for him as it had to be torture to be in her presence like that. They talked a little more and then suddenly they stopped talking. Neither one moved, they just sort of sat in silence.

Mark's heart skipped a beat and he felt his cock swell. What was going to happen? Suddenly Kyle leaned over and kissed Jill. Not just any kiss, a long and deep one and she kissed back. This continued for what seemed like an eternity until they broke the kiss.

Jill looked ashamed and confused. What had she done? It was over, thank God... Mark was so mixed with arousal and rage he didn't know what to do. His cock was throbbing. He watched Jill get out of the truck and again waited for Kyle to start the engine and back down the driveway. That was not what happened. Kyle's door opened too and he accompanied Jill towards the house!

Mark quickly filed downstairs in the living room where he once again hid himself securely in the coat closet. He hoped that they wouldn't go in there for any reason. Luckily they entered the house and threw their coats on the chair.

"Another drink?" Jill asked.

"Sure" Kyle replied. They both took a seat on the couch. Jill didn't seem to mind that the top of her stocking was exposed through the slit in her dress. "What are you thinking?" Kyle asked.

"So many things" she said, unsure of herself. "I am thinking about my husband, but also that I just made out with Kyle Harrington. I feel like a teenager again back in school." She blushed. "I always dreamed about what it would be like to go out with you back then" she confessed "but I was just an ugly, nerdy bookworm then," she laughed.

"And now?" Kyle asked suggestively.

"Ummm... and now I'm not" she said sheepishly as she went to the floor on her knees and crawled over to him.

"Wow, I guess not..." Kyle said as her hand began to undo his belt and slacks. "Are you sure you want to do this Jill?" Kyle asked wearily.

"I always wanted to do this Kyle and I can't pass up the chance now" and she pulled his semi hard cock from his pants.

Mark was in awe. He couldn't believe what was happening. Kyle's cock was bigger and fatter than his and that bothered him a little. Would she go through with making this guy cum?

Jill just held it at first, moving her hand over it. Mark knew that her pussy had to be dripping wet and probably had been all night. Does he give himself up and stop this? He decided to watch a little more to see where this was going to go, plus his cock was throbbing in his pants against the material. He decided to unzip and let his cock breath a little.

Within moment Jill's head went down and she took Kyle into her soft, wet mouth. Kyle threw his head back on the couch and closed his eyes. Mark heard a soft moan escape Jill's lips. She was hot for this guy.

Mark couldn't help but be surprised at how eagerly and hungrily Jill went up and down on this guy's cock. I mean it was huge, but still? She had her hand around the base and Mark could hear the slurping and wet smacks she made as she sucked and licked him. Kyle was squirming on the couch and pulling her hair gently as she went to town on him.

Mark could not control how horny he was and furthermore, could not believe or understand it! She started to slow down and was more gentle and easy going on his member. Mark had a clear view and watched her flick her tongue over the tip leaving a trail of pre-cum between her tongue and the head. His cock was purple and throbbing, every vein exposed. He was in heaven and being tortured at the same time.

"Do you want to cum?" Jill asked looking up at him with that sex starved stare.

"Not like this..." Kyle replied. Jill got a look of concern on her face as she realized she had gone too far and there was no turning back....

"I'm not sure this is such a good idea..." she quipped as Kyle started to pull her up to her feet and closer to him. "I...I... mean... I'm ... married... and...." The words were coming out, but she wasn't stopping his hands from sliding up her stockings and lifting her dress to her waist.

"Then why are your panties so drenched?" Kyle asked as he hooked a finger into the crotch and pulled them down.