Yesterday was my birthday. My hubby told me that he was going to pick me up after he got out of work, and we were going to the restaurant on the bay where I picked him up, eighteen years ago.
His only request of me was that I wear something sexy. I pretty much knew he would as he liked to show me off. He didn’t give me much time but going through my closet and my lingerie drawer, I came up with a lace half bra, string bikini panties, and lace top seamed stockings. My little black dress and four-inch heels were the finishing touches.
I was ready on time and sitting in the living room when I got an idea. I pulled off my dress. I figured that maybe I would get lucky before we went out. Around the time that hubby gets home, the doorbell rang. I didn’t think much of it as he sometimes forgets his keys. Ok, he mostly forgets his keys. I almost skipped to the door in my heels and threw it open.
I came face to face with a young, tall, and very handsome man. He was dressed in a suit and tie. I froze in my tracks. That is until it dawned on me that I was practically naked. I made a vain attempt to cover three areas with two hands.
Whoever he was, was a gentleman. He turned around quickly as I began to shut the door. With one hand behind his back, he held an envelope.
“Mrs. Arnold. Please take this and read it. Bill asked me to give it to you right away. I think it will explain everything. I’ll wait out here.”
I snatched the envelope and shut the door. Before I did anything else, I put my dress on. Then I sat at the kitchen table and tore open the envelope. Then I had a thought and wanted to see the Adonis that appeared at my doorstep, so I peeked out the living room window.
He was sitting on one of the chairs with his legs crossed. I couldn’t believe he was that handsome. I couldn’t tell much else because of the suit but he looked in great shape.
I went back and pulled out the letter inside. I recognized hubby’s handwriting.
Dear Sexy Wife,
I know that you’re shocked right now, but this should explain everything. I’ve known for a week now that I would be leaving for a business trip but didn’t want to let you down on your birthday, so when Peter showed up at my office on business, it turns out that his father and I went to college together.
Yes, he is that young, but he has done more in his twenty-five years than most men twice his age.
I came up with this idea and when I approached Pete with it, he was hesitant at first, but I talked him into it.
So here is what I would like you to do. Pete will escort you to the restaurant and wine and dine you. I would like you to treat him just like you would me. He will not do anything that you don’t want to. Basically, he is yours for the night.
This is your night, and I would like you to enjoy him… it. I will be back on Wednesday, and I expect a good story about tonight.
Now I was torn. Which way would he want me to choose? If I chose to keep him, hubby will think I don’t love him, but if I turn him down, hubby will think I’m too used to him.
“Peter! Would you come in here please?”
I had to see where this man of men stood. That is besides about six foot three. As much as I tried, I couldn’t picture Pete without his clothes on.
“How Tall are you, Pete?”
“Six-foot-three.”
“Do you know what that letter to me said?”
“No, he never showed me or told me other than that I was taking you to dinner tonight.”
“Well, Pete! Let’s not be late for our reservation.”
I learned a lot about Pete and his father’s relationship with hubby during dinner. That made me a little closer to him. We went to the bar for an after-dinner drink. He seemed more relaxed, and we held hands.
He asked me if I wanted to do anything else, and I asked him about clubs around here. He recommended one within walking distance. We held hands all the way.
After another double scotch, we hit the dance floor. Three fast numbers and then a slow one. He held me around the waist for the most part, but I think he copped a feel.
Right at the end of the song, he gave my buns a squeeze. I turned to him, looked into those beautiful deep blue eyes, and smiled, turned, and walked to our seats.
The drive home was very quiet. I saw him looking over at my legs and so why shouldn’t I show him some? I uncrossed them and spread them. He couldn’t see my pussy, but the dress rode up over my stocking tops to show bare skin.
When we went inside, I told him to sit in the living room and I would get us a drink. I handed it to him and sat down next to him.
“Peter, please take off your coat and tie. Get comfortable.”
He didn’t say anything but when he removed his coat, I melted. Even under a dress shirt, you could tell that this man was ripped. Then he removed his tie.
“That’s better, but if you take off the tie and leave your shirt buttoned, what good is it.”
I scooted over and reached over to unbutton him. When I undid three, I wanted to keep going but didn’t. I knew he could smell my sex. I was dripping. I couldn’t help myself and putting one hand behind his head, I pulled him in for a very tongue-twirling kiss. Then he surprised me and pushed me away.
He reached for his coat and pulled another envelope out. He handed it to me and told me he had to use the bathroom and left.
Birthday girl,
If you are reading this, that means that you’ve decided. I want you to know that whatever you and Pete do, it’s ok with me.
My only regret is that I can’t be there to watch you. I want to watch your face when you cum with Pete inside you.
So go ahead and do your thing. Remember, he will do whatever you want, so don’t be afraid to ask him to do what you want with me.
Your loving hubby.
I was putting the letter back in the envelope when he came back and sat down. We looked at each other.
Then I got up and stood in the middle of the room. I slowly reached back for the zipper on my dress and in the same slow movement, I pulled it down. I shrugged my shoulders and gravity did the rest. Suddenly, I felt young again, and more sexual than I have in years.
“Well? Do you think you can find something to do with this?”
I raised my arms and slowly did a three-sixty. His mouth was open, and his eyes were fixed on my tits.
“Stand up, Peter!”
When he stood, I could see the outline of his cock. I think that Hubby picked Pete for more than just the fact that he’s handsome.
“Come here and help me get this bra off. You don’t need this in your way, do you?”
When he unclasped my bra and it fell to the floor, he remained not two feet away from me. I haven’t felt that way in, oh, many years.
“Take your clothes off.”
He looked at me, smiled, and took a couple of steps back. Then he took off his shirt, shoes, socks, and pants. When he wore only his tighty-whities, I told him to stop. I just stood there to check out this hunk that was going to fuck me. I gave him the sign to turn around for me and what a set of tight buns he has. He was ripped.
I walked out of my dress and went to him. Reaching down, I had to feel his cock. Now, I’m no judge of length, but I knew that he was going to feel great buried in me.
“Take those damn shorts off and sit on the couch.”
I forced one leg between his and he got the idea. When I got between them, I looked down at the object that was going to bring me so much pleasure.
“Stroke it for me. Make it hard.”
I watched as he took it in his right hand and slowly stroked it from tip to balls. He would milk it until a large drop of his lube balanced on the end and then spread it all over the shaft. My mouth was watering, but I had other ideas.
I reached down and slid my hand up and down my slit. When I hit my clit, I jumped. I was super sensitive. I spread my leg and put one outside his to straddle one leg. I was so wet that I was making sounds that I’d never made before. His eyes went from my tits to my pussy. When I slid two fingers deep inside, he couldn’t take the passive role anymore.
“Mary, I know that you’re supposed to be in charge, but I think a change of command is in order.”
Then surprising me completely, he grabbed me by my hips, lifted me off the floor, and held me over his pulsing cock.
“Hold my cock and place it where you want it.”
My hands were on his shoulders, and I had to lean down for another kiss. We both stopped and the kiss was the only thing at that moment. We broke and I reached down to hold his weapon. When I looked down between us, the thought of that going inside me gave me goosebumps.
“I’m all yours, Mary. Take as much as you want. I want to watch you cum on my cock.”
That’s all I needed to hear. I stroked him a few times and knew I needed some lube so I plunged three fingers in my pussy and scooped out a copious amount of liquid me. I spread it all over his shaft.
After taking it and rubbing the tip all around my clit, I placed it at my opening and slowly lowered myself. I was gritting my teeth as he spread me open like I’d never felt before.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! I’ve never…! Oh, shit! It feels… so… big!”
Then the pain turned to extraordinary pleasure. I was taking him all into me with every vertical move. Then the orgasms started. I’m multiorgasmic. If the mood is right, I can cum when I want to.
The first one hit me like a bomb. I had no control. I thought my head was going to come off, but then the second one was the same, and the one after that. When they started to run together, I thought I would faint.
Pete was letting me do my thing and pulling on my very hard nipples. That didn’t help either. I can have nipple orgasms. Hubby has the patent on the method for that, but Pete’s been reading.
Suddenly Peter decided we needed a change. He stood with me still attached to him. I threw my arms around his neck and hung on. When I wrapped my legs around his waist, he hit bottom and I screamed… into his ear.
“Oh, God! I’m sorry but you just went where nobody has ever been. Don’t you dare stop!”
I had no control as his strength moved me where he wanted me. That was down the hallway and into the bedroom. He stood next to the bed and tossed me off his cock onto the bed. I scooted back to give him room. Then I found my legs pinned behind my shoulders and looking down between us at his weapon lining up for an assault.
“Peter? I’ve got to suck you. let me taste us.”
I was holding his head with both hands and watched him smile. He sucked a nipple hard causing me to arch my back then slowly moving up my body stopping to lay his cock between my tits. This is always a favorite of mine. I love to hold my tits together trapping it between them.
Then my tongue will lick the tip as it fuck’s my tits, sometimes taking it in. Sometimes I get to watch as the one-eyed monster bursts forth with white, thick seed.
When he stroked between my slippery tits a few times, he moaned loudly and moved up to my mouth. I opened wide and he pushed in gently. He fucked my face for a few minutes and by the sound of his breathing and moaning I knew he was getting close.
Then he rolled over onto his side and told me to lie face down. He pushed my legs together and straddling them spread my cheeks open and I feared that he was going to fuck my ass. I was about to tell him not now when he pushed into my pussy. Then he started pounding me.
I managed to get one hand under myself and go for my clit. I didn’t need to for me to cum, but I just wanted to make sure that I would have one when he came.
“Fuck me hard! Make me cum when you do! I want to feel you cum in me!”
Peter fucked me all right. I thought my cunt would ignite from the friction. I was building fast and hoped that he was on the same track. Then he stopped. Said something like, “Fuck, cumming”, and with three or four deep thrusts he came.
He came crashing down on me and took all the air out of me. He quickly rolled off me. We lay there catching our breath.
“Mary! You are one incredible woman. It’s too bad it has to end. There is so much more I would do to you.”
“Why? Where are you going?”
“I have to get back to the company. My flight leaves early tomorrow.”
“Hubby won’t be back till Wednesday. Stay until Tuesday.”
“I promised Bill that I would leave right after we, ahh, you know.”
“Suppose I tell you that I’ll let you do all those things you want to do to me?”
He went to his cell phone to call the airline. He came back with a big smile on his face.
