I first met Alison in college. She was a freshman, and I was a sophomore, and we shared a couple of classes. We quickly became friends, and by spring break, we were dating. We both went home that summer, and when we returned to school in the fall, we picked up right where we left off, and soon we were going steady. We spent Christmas break with our respective families, and shortly after the holidays, we moved in together. That summer, Alison again went home. I tried to convince her to spend some time with me, or to let me come with her, but she said that it wouldn't be a good idea. The next fall, I convinced her to meet my parents for Thanksgiving, but she insisted that she had to go home for Christmas, and that it wouldn't be a good idea for me to come with her. Whenever I pushed her for information about her family, she became very close-lipped, saying that they were kind of strange, and that she thought it would be better if I didn't meet them. After a while, I got tired of trying to push the issue, and just gave up. I was happy being with her, and didn't want to lose her, and if that meant not meeting her family, I could certainly live with that.

Things went on like this for the next year. I graduated college, and got a job in town while Alison finished her last year of school. We occasionally spent time with my family, but never with hers. All of that changed last spring, just a few weeks before Alison was due to graduate. I had been out of town for two weeks at a conference for work. I was able to skip the last couple days of the conference, and didn't bother to call Alison to tell her I was coming home early. I wanted to surprise her. As it turns out, I was the one who got the surprise!

Alison's car wasn't in the driveway when I arrived home, so I decided to park my car down the street, so that she wouldn't see it. Taking my bags from the car, I walked back down the street to the house. Once inside the house, I walked back to the bedroom and dropped my bags on the floor by the closet, then went into the bathroom. I stripped off my clothes and got into the shower. I wanted to be cleaned up and refreshed when Alison got home (even if I did plan on getting hot and sweaty shortly thereafter). I had just finished drying off when I heard Alison coming into the house. She was laughing and talking with someone - a guy someone. This didn't seem like a big deal, however, and I was wrapping a towel around my waist so I could go out and greet them, when the man made a comment that froze me in my tracks.

"God, Alison, it's been way too long. I can't wait to slide my prick into that hot snatch of yours!"

And shocked as I was by this remark, Alison's response was even more shocking.

"Me, too, Josh. God damn, but I am so fucking horny!"....(cont)