Lips of an Angel (High School Reunion)

By Jenny Swift

Copyright ©2025

That Friday night, which was a night to remember, was my high school reunion. Some of my classmates had been planning the reunion for a long time, and it hadn't happened for various reasons. At those kinds of meetings, people used to talk about how their lives had turned out, and what they did for a living. I was married and worked for a cosmetics company. I went with my husband, who had also attended that school. Everyone was happy to see that we had ended up married.

We had been in the event hall for half an hour when I caught a glimpse of my dearest friend. I apologized to my husband and walked away. He did the same. Old memories began to surface, but I repressed them as best I could. She was the first to make eye contact, and I smiled at her. Her name was Maeve. Beautiful and simple she was. I had already learned that she was now a lesbian. It had been no surprise to anyone. 

When I saw her approach, I couldn't help it, my heart began to race. She was staring at me, and as we stood face to face, she greeted me with a kiss on the cheek, and I felt her hand clutching my waist. A warmth rushed through me, and I felt a little dizzy.

‘It's good to see you, Anna.’ Maeve said with complete sincerity.

I experienced a whirlwind of emotions. I remember losing myself to her when we were at school. I never got a chance to tell her, and I never got to know if she even liked me. It was hard to talk about... I was married now, and I wasn't supposed to think about those things. Or should I? I returned her greeting, and we hugged again. It was a warm feeling like no other. 

‘Let's sit at that table over there, and catch up...’ Maeve suggested, but I looked around for Rick, my husband. 

She frowned as she saw me looking a little nervous, glancing in all directions. Finally, I spotted Rick talking to his friends at school. I calmed down a bit, she noticed something about me, she said:

‘Oh, you're married, I didn't see the ring. With Rick Davis... Wow...’ 

‘Yeah, but he's talking to his friends. Come on...’ I answered decisively.

We sat at a lonely table, as most of us were dancing, and we talked about everything. From time to time, her hand would brush my arm, and I felt the touch directly in my crotch. She might had no idea about my high school crush, so I wanted to tell her. I didn't do it right away, I let the conversation develop as she wanted it to. She made me laugh, and when I thought we were more comfortable with each other, I said what I was dying to confess.

‘Maeve, I don't know if you know this, but in high school, I... you see, I liked you. I wanted to go out with you.’ That last sentence I said quickly, she smiled and confessed the same thing to me.

My heart skipped a beat. She and I went to a quieter place and kissed. Our lips touched, and our lips searched for each other, I felt my panties get wet, she moved her hands up to my breasts, squeezed them, and I let out a moan over her mouth. Maeve asked me to leave, and I told her I couldn't leave without Rick. At that moment, I had an idea:

‘We can all go home, Rick will agree. He'll assure you.’ 

For Maeve that wasn't ideal, but she agreed, as she must have been very anxious and horny for me. I smiled as this thought popped into my mind. Maeve was a beautiful blonde, Rick would have no qualms. I approached him, and as I told him, my husband almost ran for the exit. 

We took a taxi to the house where I lived with my husband. Once there, we didn't waste time talking. I was sure Rick had a hard-on since we left the meeting. My husband was a very horny man. Maeve and I kissed, that time, in front of my husband, while he slowly masturbated while sitting on the bed. We stood, and Maeve continued what she had started at the meeting. Her hands were soon all over my body. Clothes were no longer an issue, as I now lay on the floor of the room, as we kissed each other with unbounded passion. Maeve inserted a finger into my pussy, she pulled it in and out gently at first, and then she picked up speed as my husband still masturbated, and he let out moans of pleasure. He lay on the bed, cock in hand.

I moaned louder and louder, and Maeve pushed me down onto the bed, she wanted me to lie there on all fours where my husband was. I guessed her intentions, and began to suck my husband's member, while she spread my buttocks, and she attended to my pussy. I opened my eyes wide as I felt the first lick, not neglecting my husband's cock, which I was taking all the way down my throat. Maeve spread my buttocks wider to gain more access. As she licked the whole area, concentrating on my clit, I responded by moaning loudly in my throat. There was a moment when I couldn't keep sucking Rick's cock, who groaned and pushed my head down so I wouldn't stop, as I had to pull it out to be the one to cry out, imploring Maeve more. She obeyed, flicking her tongue viciously until I had an intense orgasm, which left me limp. 

Rick took the opportunity to change positions. He asked me to ride him, and I positioned myself on his cock. I was very wet from my orgasm, and also very anxious to have that cock inside me. Maeve was a lesbian, but she had no problem sitting on Rick's mouth. He sucked with alacrity, as I moved my hips rapidly. I cried out, for my pussy was sensitive. Pleasure overwhelmed me, and I moved even faster. Maeve moaned too. I knew my husband was a master with his tongue. Swept up in passion, we kissed voraciously. We pulled our tongues out and rubbed them together deliciously. Maeve touched my breasts, and she moved her hips involuntarily from the pleasure my husband was giving her. I kept moving with alacrity, driving Rick's cock deeper inside me. 

Occasionally, Maeve and I would stop kissing to scream, expressing how much fun we were having. All at once, Maeve squirmed on Rick's mouth, and she screamed louder. She'd had an orgasm, and seeing her like that, I was close too. I determinedly rocked my hips back and forth in a hurry and came. It was a very powerful orgasm, and I squirted a stream of clear liquid and wet Rick. My husband signalled to me that he was close, but he wanted to see something first: and we obliged, as Maeve wanted to do it.

On the bed, she and I rubbed our clits. Maeve was on top of me, and she was moving her hips like a madwoman. We were so wet, the friction was easy, I was moaning for more, and Maeve was moving faster, while my husband moaned and wiggled his cock very close to us. Maeve moaned too, and we both made a big fuss. Our pussies were making a voluptuous noise, which was driving my husband crazy, as well as us. Maeve leaned on my breasts to increase the speed of her movements, and together we screamed and came exquisitely. Right after that, I got down on my knees in front of my husband, and he came all over me. 

It had been a magical night, which Maeve wanted to replicate, but without Rick. She made that clear to me when I fired her the next morning, and, of course, I agreed.  It couldn't be any other way...