I knew what I was doing when I chose my outfit for my 25th high school reunion. It was a bit of a corset, which caused my giant tits to cascade over the dress cups in an alluring fashion. The corset fanned out into a very short, stiff skirt that left little to the imagination when I sat down. I wore a garter belt with stockings and a pair of panties made of sheer, black fabric. A pattern was sewn into my dress's bodice, a black floral print pleasing to the eye. The dress alone would have been too much, but I chose to top it off with a set of patent-leather over-the-knee boots. They had a long, stiletto heel that made me feel extra sexy.
I teased my husband with the boots for weeks before the event. I strode through the hallways wearing nothing but the shoes, traipsing back and forth across our living room and kitchen as if they were a catwalk. I wiggled my hips, making sure that my ass was on full display for my husband, Red.
"What do you think, Red? Am I getting better at walking in these things?" I tossed my dark hair over my shoulder and gave him a bright smile. "Do you think I will be the most glamorous hotwife at the reunion if I wear this?"
"You look delectable. Not a man at that reunion will be able to resist you," Red praised me. He bent over to pick up a piece of paper that had fallen on the floor. His desk was facing the area that I had designated as my catwalk. He was now attempting to go back to work as if he didn't want to see me walking anymore while he was trying to work.
I continued with my practice. I had to practice walking in the boots every day because they were rather dangerous to walk in. I needed to wear them in before the day of the event. I bought them specifically for my 25th high school reunion. I had been looking forward to this day for a long time, for several reasons. Red knew all about them because he was the sadistic man that had pulled me out of my shell and made me this way.
I hadn't always been this brazen. I was a virgin throughout high school, and until I met Red. It took him a while, but he cracked my code and brought out the dirtiest, nastiest side of me. At first, I was timid and scared of what Red wanted, but I learned my place. I learned how to accept that my fate was in Red's hands and what he wanted me to do was what I would do. He had become my dom, and I had learned to submit and obey. When he told me to fuck other men, I fucked them. I enjoyed my sex life with Red, and I was happy that he had gotten a phone call from Terry Gomez, a guy I had gone to high school with.
I used to have a crush on Terry Gomez when we were in school, but I never would have thought of actually talking to him about it. Terry was Hispanic and tall, with dark hair and dark, brooding eyes. I passed him in the hallways, and I would steal a glance, but I could never make direct eye contact with him. It had never occurred to me that Terry Gomez might actually have a crush on me too!
Wait! Did that mean that if I had told him back in high school that I liked him, I might have lost my virginity sooner? I scolded my high school self for being so shy, but I was proud of my progress as a sexual being. I had been allowing myself to be sexually used by other men for my husband's amusement and pleasure. He liked watching me embrace the sluttiest parts of myself, and he enjoyed watching other people embrace them as well.
Terry Gomez had somehow found some of my pictures online. I knew which ones they were. Red and I had gone to a couple of bondage clubs, and he had taken a series of images of me being a complete and total slut at each of the clubs. Red carefully selected the sluttiest photos and uploaded them to a swinger's site, where he hoped to find more men that might fuck me. Terry was one of the men that contacted Red, and he shared that he recognized me from high school.
Red told me all about their conversation, but only after stopping to make sure that this was the same guy that I had admitted to having a crush on back in high school.
"Oh, you're in for the night of your life at your reunion! Terry says he wants a couple of turns fucking you!" Red's eyes were shining brightly with excitement as he watched my face morph into an expression of total shock.
"Oh, my God! I can't believe it!" I squealed, not even bothering to hide how excited I was about it. I looked at the photos Red had collected from Terry with disbelief. I didn't need to hide my excitement. My excitement was what turned Red on more than anything. He loved seeing me get to be the total slut that I had discovered I was. I was just a cock-drunk, cum-guzzling, gangbang princess, and I was proud of myself.
"He says there are a bunch of other guys that will want a turn as well. Are you ready to show me what a cum slut you really are at your reunion, baby?" Red hissed in my ear and pressed his body up against the back of me. I could feel his cock hardening against my ass.
"Yes. I want to show you just how slutty I can be and prove to my high school acquaintances that I'm not the same innocent virgin I was back in school." My voice was wavering, but there wasn't nervousness behind it. This time there was nothing but excitement as I thought about Terry and finally having his cock inside me. I also wondered who these other men that wanted to fuck me were.
I made sure to do my makeup in an extra sultry fashion for the reunion. I put on my slutty dress and stockings and smiled. By the time I added the boots, I knew that I looked exactly the way I wanted to, like a slut. I needed every man at the reunion to realize I was horny, and this outfit was going to make it happen. I knew it would give me every man's full attention. There was a brief moment of self-doubt as Red opened the door to the mid-range hotel banquet room where my reunion would take place. I stepped inside, ready for the fun to begin.
I made my grand entrance, keeping my head held high, and my shoulders back the way Red had coached me to do. Being a hotwife had given me the kind of confidence that I had always wanted to have. My heart was pounding with nervousness as I greeted my old classmates. I walked past all of the women I had always been jealous of back in school. Now, most of them were overweight, washed-up housewives. I felt like the ugly duckling that had finally become a swan as every male in the room turned to get a look at me and my huge tits as I made my way through the room.
"Who is that?" I heard someone ask.
"That's Linda Hall, you know that really shy girl?" a female voice answered.
"She got a boob job!" another female voice chimed in.
I didn't turn to look at them. I kept my eye out for Terry Gomez since he was the one who had been on my mind since Red had told me what Terry wanted to do to me. Red had rented a suite at a nearby hotel, and though I knew it probably wouldn't happen, I really hoped that I would have a gangbang before the night was over. I had tried for gangbangs before, but guys always seemed to chicken out and flake on me. I had experienced threesomes, but what I really wanted was a bunch of guys all at once.
I finally spotted Terry by the punch bowl, and I ran to him, squealing with delight. We shared a long, lingering hug, and I noted that he was even taller than I remembered. He must have been six-foot-three, which was significantly taller than Red. I gave Terry another hug, making sure to rub my tits against his chest.
"I want to fuck you after," he whispered in my ear.
"Sounds fun. You bringing some friends?" I whispered back.
"Wow, you really have changed, Linda. Definitely for the better." Terry took a step back so he could look me over. I felt his eyes on my tits, then my waist, then my hips.
"Thank you, Terry. You look nice too." I winked at him.
