The Old School Reunion

The Old School Reunion

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Sexy drama based on an old school reunion where one 40 something former pupil of a school decides to look up his old classmates for a weekend get together in the North Yorkshire seaside resort of Whitby. It's been over 20 years since any of them last saw one another but their lives are about to change forever as hidden passions and desires are rekindled.But for others they would prefer to keep their secrets and their desires safely locked away in a closet where nobody can find them. This story will take the reader on a roller coaster of emotion as we find out if all of the group manage to make it through the long weekend intact. Hidden jealousies and complex personal sexual innuendos challenge several members of the group as they face difficult emotional challenges in their personal lives. It's often said that the truth is only a lie when it's found out well for one person he's about to discover that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

Summary

Sexy drama based on an old school reunion where one 40 something former pupil of a school decides to look up his old classmates for a weekend get together in the North Yorkshire seaside resort of Whitby.

It's been over 20 years since any of them last saw one another but their lives are about to change forever as hidden passions and desires are rekindled.But for others they would prefer to keep their secrets and their desires safely locked away in a closet where nobody can find them.

This story will take the reader on a roller coaster of emotion as we find out if all of the group manage to make it through the long weekend intact.

Hidden jealousies and complex personal sexual innuendos challenge several members of the group as they face difficult emotional challenges in their personal lives.

It's often said that the truth is only a lie when it's found out well for one person he's about to discover that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.




Chapter1 (v.1) - Mike and Rosie enjoy an exciting sexy afternoon's romp

Author Chapter Note

Gripping drama based on an old school re-union where one 40 something former pupil of a school decides to look up his old classmates for a weekend get together in the North Yorkshire seaside resort of Whitby. It's been over 20 years since any of them last saw one another but their lives are about to change forever as hidden passions and desires are rekindled.But for others they would prefer to keep their secrets and their desires safely locked away in a closet where nobody can find them. This story will take the reader on a roller coaster of emotion as we find out if all of the group manage to make it through the long weekend intact. Hidden jealousies and complex personal sexual innuendos challenge several members of the group as they face difficult emotional challenges in their personal lives. It's often said that the truth is only a lie when it's found out well for one person he's about to discover that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

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Submitted: September 10, 2015

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The Old School Reunion Chapter 1 - Mike And Rosie Enjoy A Lusty Afternoon's Romp
 
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When one reaches a certain age I think it is safe to assume that this person becomes a little nostalgic and yearns for their past.

This is often when there are opportunities to re-create past glories or seek that fulfillment that is so lacking in the life of a person who is in starting to have a mid life crisis.

It is therefore quite common for other people to do like wise and this is when I got involved in not only seeking out old class mates but also finding out about my ancestry.

This is something that had always intrigued me as I was never able to establish contact with my mother's family who lived in the Manchester area.

Unfortunately when my mother had married she or her parents had decided that it was best to sever all links with each other.

I began to do search my ancestral background online and also look for information at a local reference library which could help me find the information regarding births,deaths and marriages.

I had now become tired of seeking family trees and decided to spend all my time concentrating on looking for my old school pals which would be far more interesting and rewarding.

The idea of meeting up for a re-union would be a dream come true,well at least that is what I had in mind.

I immediately wrote down some of the names of my past class mates and the teachers,then I did searches via an online site and bingo !!!! I immediately yielded results, it was quite apparent that I was not alone in seeking old friends.

At first I thought - what could I say to the individuals when composing an e-mail? that is a tough one, when you haven't seen your friends in almost 2 decades how do you start up a conversation?.

I began to write to Stephen who was my best in the third year of our grammar school and then I contacted another Mark.

Eventually I had written to 8 former classmates and 1 teacher I was now becoming really excited by the prospects of replies but also extremely cautious as this might open up a can of worms.

Stephen got back to me the same day and was immediately welcoming towards his long lost pal although at first only my name seemed to conjure up any mental echoes of yesteryear.
 
Then he suddenly remembered me by commenting on my size and appearance.

We established quite a good rapport with each other and he explained a few changes in his life.
 
The most astonishing fact was that we both shared the same birthday in July and my other friend Steven had lost his mother recently in the same month that I contacted him,this really was an unbelievable coincidence.

The e-mails from my former grammar school mates went on for a number of months, until one day I suggested that perhaps we could all meet up at the beginning of September as if we were starting over again.

At first my request was mooted,what if everyone didn't want to come or maybe people just led busy different lives?.

In the end an agreement was put in place to ensure that once we had enough people interested the event could then be booked.

Many suggestions were made for the venue of our rendezvous and in this day and age people tended to live all over the country whilst some were living abroad in Spain and Australia.

At present we had 8 people interested out of a class of 32, with just 2 more members the event could be booked.

I decided to call my sister in York to find out if she had made any attempts to re-trace her old school pals but she hadn't.

Then within a few days her two friends June and Rosie agreed to make up the numbers even though they weren't in my class and I booked us in to a hotel for a long weekend in Whitby.

I was sure this would prove a popular venue, it was certainly my favourite location during my courting years.

Gill my wife also wanted to attend but she was unsure if her employers would allow her to be free that weekend in early September as she worked in a call centre and one had to do 2 weekends in 4.

The days passed like hours and it was now approaching the beginning of September,leafs were starting to turn gold in colour and the winds seemed so much stronger.

The memories of my autumnal term time were becoming stronger by the day, who could forget when one approached the school gates that the pears on the trees were becoming ripe and juicy by the day.

Then there was that awful rain which was so consistent during the beginning of term time until we reached early November when it gave way to colder and frostier weather.

A holiday in Scotland had been booked for the end of the month and I was very much looking forward to seeing my ancestral homeland and visiting Edinburgh amongst many locations.

I was becoming extremely anxious during the week leading up to our re-union and even more so when Gill lamented at her boss not allowing her to have time off.

A mini bus had been booked to collect us all en route to the said location namely Whitby.We would stay at the "Royal Gardens Hotel " which was on Royal crescent from Friday to Sunday, the weather forecast looked promising for the long weekend.

At last the morning arrived for our big get together and I was on the phone to Stephen and Steve who lived in my area they would be picked up first.
 
I would meet them after the van had left Barnsley and on the final leg of our journey would see us visit York to collect my sister.
 
Then we make the short journey up the A 64 towards Scarborough and the coastal route to Whitby.

There was one golden rule of our re-union for the three days we would spend together we were not allowed to bring any pets or our partners which didn't go down too well with the majority.
 
However they accepted that this was our special re-union and we would spend our time being reminiscent of our school days.

It was now 11 o'clock as the van made it's way down Bate moor Road to my flat,I quickly collected my suitcase and awaited it's arrival.
 
My two friends immediately got out and we exchanged hand shakes, "Steve I barely recognise you it's great to see you again and you Stephen my goodness !!!! you have put some weight on we will be ok if the van has a puncture and we need a spare tyre ha ha ha".

Both of my friends chuckled and we were soon on our way to Doncaster to collect another two of my sister's friends Rosie and June. 
 
Rachel and Julie had decided to make their own way to Whitby so this meant we would only need to call in at Scarborough for 3 other former friends namely Mark,Gillian and Paul.
 
We were now approaching the outer ring road just outside Doncaster and had taken a break at a nearby service station, I had decided to share some of my photos with the other members of our group.
 
There weren't that many to share but it sort of built up a picture of those tender years,although at the time I really hated school and more to the point hated the fact that my father had taken me out of another Sheffield school to be placed in the backwaters of Penistone.

Eventually we arrived in the centre of Doncaster and the 3 friends were spotted awaiting our arrival near Frenchgate shopping centre.
 
"Hi guys nice to see you again after all this time,Rosie and June were my sisters two best friends and they were 2 years older than myself so these two ladies were now in their mid forties.

June was dressed in a long blue silk gown which went down to her ankles she also wore a brimmed hat which would have been more appropriate for race day at ascot.
 
Rosie was wearing a black blouse and pencil skirt to compliment her large black boots.
We were dressed casually in t-shirts and jeans and I for one felt like Steve that I could have made more effort.

"You two ladies are looking well do you recognise who I am?",June looked at me then nodded her head to say no.
 
 "It's me Mike! Karen's brother",she smiled and then placed her hand over mouth as if she had been shocked by the comment.

"Mike is that you? my goodness !!!!! you are even more handsome than I remember although you did have all of your hair back in the late 1970's early 1980's, I laughed with the others.It was indeed clear that all of us were going to get on famously.

We had now reached half distant and the driver decided that he needed to take a comfort break before asking everyone if they wanted to take a lunch break at the service station where he stopped.
We all agreed and headed for the fast food snack bar,I asked Steve to bring me a coffee and a doughnut whilst I saved us a table near the rear of the restaurant.

The service was slow going and we only had 45 minutes to eat and chat,the girls returned and had decided to take out,we only spent a few minutes sitting before we began to head back to the van.

"I caught part of the conversation between June and Rosie as they chatted away before we reached the van".
 
Rosie had really taken a shine to me and was amusing how the years seemed to have been kind to me.She laughed at how Stephen and Steve didn't resemble the people she had previously known although in reality we were in indifferent years at school.

The van started up once again and our journey finally brought us to Scarborough,the driver decided to park up near the railway station as this was the meeting point for the other 3 people.

We waited for half an hour and there was no sign of Mark,Gillian Foster or Paul,the driver would only wait for an other 15 minutes before embarking on the final leg of our journey.
 
Then suddenly out of the blue a small taxi parked up and 3 people got out, I didn't recognise any of them but they were now making their way towards the mini van.
 
It must be them !!!! I assured Stephen and he agreed. "Isn't it strange how people change so much it's as if we have several lifetimes within our life and our faces change with age" I exclaimed..
 


We acknowledged our new guests with a polite greeting before we were on our way once again.
 
I lamented that I had not bought some fish and chips in the service station previously but looked forward to that treat of Whitby cod.In a very short time as we would soon be within site of the whale bones.

Finally our van made it's way towards the outskirts of the town and I could just see the old abbey perched along the cliff top, we would only be a few short minutes away from the hotel.

We were just at the traffic lights before we turned into Royal crescent when I notice Julie and Rachel had arrived in a blue mini.
 
We laughed at the amazing coincidence of their sudden arrival and the colourful union jack flag painted on the top of the car.
 
I waved franticly at them and Julie waved back although she was doing the driving.
We disembarked and made our way to the hotel's reception where we would all check in then have a drink at the bar.

It was a beautiful day with the sun out and the temperature was mild for the time of year,there wasn't a cloud in the sky and by now we were all tired and hungry.

"Steve what do you want to drink?" I enquired "A whisky chaser thanks Mike""and you two ladies?" Rosie smiled at me then pointed towards her handbag.
 
"Ah I see you're saving the vodka for later I know the prices might be a tad expensive here know what I mean £3 for a drink".
 
I bought a round of drinks in anyway and we all began to make ourselves comfortable in our new surroundings.
 
Our bags had been taken from the hotel's main reception area to our single rooms which all had sea views, I had insisted on this when making the bookings.

We had so much to catch up on and I made the point of reminding everyone about the itinery for tonight and beyond.

"Excuse me ladies and gents I don't mean to be formal but I need to tell you about the arrangements for our activities and meal times during our stay in this lovely hotel".

"Formal Mike !!! don't make me laugh you were always a hit with the ladies I seem to remember"
said one admiring female.
 
"Ok Rosie let's just get the boring part of our weekend out of the way,dinner is at 1930 smart dress please and all drinks are to be put on my expenses tab so don't worry about what you are drinking, it's on me.

Breakfast is between 0730 and 0830 and will be served  in the Cook room".Stephen then quipped "What we have to make our own breakfast mike?."
 
"No silly Captain cook's room, ok lads and lassies we've got just over 2 hours before our evening meal what do you want to do with the remaining time?."Carry on drinking here" was the reply.

I decided to take some shut eye in my room just prior to our dinner engagement as I was a little tired.Just then a voice called out from behind me it was Rosie "Mike can I join you?".she enquired."What in my room?"I queried.
 
"Yes I just wanted to catch up on old times" but where's my sister?, I thought you and her might want to get to know each other again?" I asked.

"Oh i'll have plenty of time for girly talk later tonight at the disco after the meal, she responded".Before I knew where I was she was pressing herself against me before I had even the time to shut the door."You know i've always fancied you Mike?" she said.

"What I didn't know that, but even so that was over 25 years ago and i'm married now and am on to my second wife.",I replied.

She began to undress which didn't take too long as she was practically wearing nothing apart from her pencil skirt and blouse she was wearing no underwear as she kicked off her boots.
 
She then exclaimed "make love to me Mike right now" steady on old girl I haven't even decided whether it's a good idea" I replied.

She was having none of it and began to rip off my shirt and pull down my trousers down before biting at my underpants like some wild dog.
 
We both laid on the bed naked as she planted her enormous boobs in my face, they were extremely pale and appeared to have never seen the sunlight.
 
Her black hair matched the colour of the clothes she had been wearing as it became wrapped round my face.
 
She began to play tootsies with me launching herself and was now on top of me,slowly she navigated my love sword until it was smoothly in velvet purse.
 
Then she began to ride me like a horse trotting through the forest galloping away to her hearts content. 

It was now getting close to dinner time and I wanted to make my way downstairs but instead she just kissed me all over my body.
 
Her generous lips began to caress mine and we both began to roll over several times in a fit of passion,by now my love sword was throbbing and ready to climax.
 
She then placed her left hand over my mouth and whispered "I want you Mike I want you so badly for keeps too".

Licking her left index finger she then pulled away from me and placed her two sandals on exposing her freshly painted pink toe nails.
 
She begged me to suck her toes and nibble at her ankles which I did slowly,my investigative tongue kissed not only her feet but also her nipples which had now become so erect that they resembled pencil erasers.
 
Eventually we climaxed together which was always the sign of how good the sex was between you and your partner.

After taking a shower and getting dressed we both made our way downstairs for the meal and entertainment which would follow, we were both grinning like a couple of Cheshire cats and by now radiant with the early evenings flight of passion.
 
"So you made it then Rosie?" exclaimed Karen my sister "Where have you been?, i've looked everywhere for you".

Rosie smiled and then answered,"i've been catching up on old times you know it's funny when you fancy someone years don't alter the way you feel about them".

All of the group had by now assembled at our dining table and were about to order their refreshments.
 
The main courses were a choice of Veal,chicken supreme with rice,Lincoln sage sausage with creamy mash potatoes and onion gravy or,if you wanted to go really old school you could have spam fritters with a variety of veg.

Then the puddings were biscuit based chocolate fudge cake with lashings of chocolate sauce or strawberry mouse the latter was a huge hit in our school days.
 
The gents were served cheese and biscuits with mints and coffee or brandy in the games room.The ladies would reconvene in the drawing room before we would all meet up at 2030 for the entertainment.
 
I decided to order the sausage for my main course as did my companion next to me, "Rosie i thought you had indulged in enough sausage today?" i queried.

She smiled and then whispered softly in my ear "I want seconds after","You saucy goose I don't know if i'm up for seconds I feel dog tired" I replied.

The other members of our group chatted away during the meal time and Stephen was gagging to ask me something as he kept making eye contact with me, but  he was sat some way off me next to Julie whom he had a crush on at school.

I ordered another bottle of Chateaux Maison de Beaune which was a rather fruity red full bodied wine I decided to share it with my table as there were 4 of us.

The meal was soon over and the males in our group made their way to the games room, I was just about to enter the room when Stephen pulled me up,"Mike what were you two up to earlier?.I saw you both come down the stairs together" he enquired.

I smiled like a cat who had just been given kippers for tea followed by a bowl of cream for dessert.

"Look here old boy that is between me and her and nobody else's business i'm not saying anything" I replied.

I sank a couple of brandy's before making my way to the dance floor where I met my sister who was now looking increasingly angry.
 
 "What are you up to Mike? i've seen that look before, for crying out loud she was my best friend and you're married" said Karen.

"Not happily married Karen i'll have you know and in any case it's none of your business", I replied.

Look take some advice from someone who knows better don't get involved it's just not worth it." she replied.

Our conversation was broken off in mid stream by the very person that my sister wanted me to avoid namely Rosie,if looks could kill poor old Rosie would have been turned to stone.
 
"Karen you look like somebody's just walked over your grave what's your problem love?" said Rosie.

Karen's face was now becoming increasingly red and she was finding it hard to hold back her temper before she exclaimed.

"Listen Rosie that's my brother, we didn't come all this way after all these years away from one another to spend time on a seedy dirty little weekend" she replied.

Rosie seemed shocked to discover what my sister had to say she was by now looking at me and began to turn away from the two of us before making her way across the dance floor.

I had decided to give the disco a miss and instead was by now leaving the hotel for the long promenade,this stretched out for miles before I made my way along the small strip of beach which had not been covered by the oncoming tide.

I needed time to reflect on my mistake but I wasn't allowed such precious time alone as I was followed by Rosie,she was by now becoming increasingly exasperated with me as I would not turn round and face her.

"Mike what's your problem did we do something wrong? I can't understand we are both consulting adults aren't we?" she exclaimed.

I looked her in the eye and then explained although I didn't really love my wife I wanted to make a go of it after all the problems I had suffered with my first failed marriage.

She wasn't interested in discussing either of my marriages and began to take my arm as we walked further along the beach into the dark yonder.
 
The sea air filled our lungs and the moon shone brightly reflecting on the dark sea tide which was now beginning to crash on to the promenade beneath us.

"Should we head back Rosie it's nearly 10 o'clock"? I asked, she nodded and we began to turn in for the night.

My room was on the third floor and Rosie was just down the corridor from me she cheekily enquired whether she could pop in for a night cap which I declined.
 
"I think we had better leave things as they are between us don't you Rosie?" I enquired.There was no response from her as we departed to our rooms and said goodnight to each other..
 
No doubt I would sleep for England tonight worrying about the other members of our group chatting about our affair.

Ah well tomorrow is another day I thought before I placed my head down on the pillow and slowly drifted off to sleep. 


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