My husband’s birthday was coming up and I had been racking my brain trying to think of what to get him. He is not an easy man to buy for. When he needs something, he buys it. And he’s not one to have one-time-only stuff around. For Christmas last year, I had bought him a satellite dish so he could get all his football games. Now, I was stuck with how to top that for him.
Asking him what he wanted had done me no good. All I had gotten for an answer was ‘whatever you think best’ and ‘I don’t really need anything this year.’ Big help!
Well, the weekend of his birthday had finally arrived and I was no closer to a gift than I was six months ago. My husband, Andy, had gone out with his brothers to play golf that Saturday. I decided to haul myself to the mall and try some last minute shopping. Hopefully a brilliant idea would strike when I least expected it.
Walking around the mall, I looked at various stores, going from the high end Brookstones to the low end novelty shops. Nothing! I was sitting on one of the benches still racking my brain when I looked up and saw the lingerie shop. An idea was taking root. If I couldn't think of something to buy him, I could at least think of something to give him.
For the next hour, I wandered the mall again. This time, I was actually buying things. Delighted, and feeling very excited, I drove home. I knew I’d be there before Andy. He never came home before 6:00 in the evening when he played golf with his brothers.
I hurried to ready the house for my big idea. It was the middle of fall and it was a bit chilly, so I built a fire in the living room fireplace. Turning the lights low, I lit a few candles around the room. Pushing the couch back, I laid a warm blanket down in front of the fireplace and tossed a couple of pillows down with it. Turning on some light jazz on the stereo, I figured the mood was about set.
In the bedroom, I started on the next phase... me! For the next thirty minutes, I dressed me for the little adventure I had planned. Looking in the mirror, I was more than impressed.
I knew Andy would be home soon, so I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of wine, two glasses and the plate of cream puffs I had bought at the bakery. Andy hates cake, so I always buy him cream puffs for his birthday.
Setting the food and drink on the coffee table in the living room, I went into the bedroom to make sure everything was ready. After about 15 minutes, I heard the front door open.
“Honey, you here?” I heard Andy call out. “Hey, what’s up with the living room?”
“Just a little something I threw together for your birthday.” I stood in the doorway of the bedroom and waited for Andy to look up. When he did, I knew I had him.
Andy’s eyes started at the top of my head. I had left my hair down the way he likes it, the brown curls flowing loosely around my face. My lips were a dark red, full and luscious. My large, round breasts pushed up and nearly out of the black lace corset I had bought today at the lingerie shop. The waist shaped me in an hourglass, accentuating my 42DD chest. Matching black lace thong panties cut high on my thigh making my legs go on forever. The sheer black stockings met the garter at the bottom of the corset. Four inch black spiked heels finished the look.
“Happy birthday, baby.” I whispered seductively. I walked towards him slowly. He still hadn’t moved. “For your birthday this year, I thought I’d give you something extra special. Come here.”
I grabbed his hand and slowly guided him to the blanket area in front of the fireplace. Looking him in the eyes, I stated to undress him.
“Tonight, I am going to massage you, spoil you and make love to you. Whatever you want, I’ll do tonight. I’m completely yours.”
I threw his golf shirt to the couch. Kneeling in front of him, I lifted his foot and removed first one shoe then the other. Running my hands up his legs and over his growing groin, I slowly unzipped his pants. Pulling them down, I looked up at him, “Step out of your pants, baby.” He did.
His growing cock was forming a tent in his boxers. I slid my hands up his thighs and inside the legs of his boxers. My fingers stroked around his groin but never actually touched it. I pulled the boxers down.
One of Andy’s best features is his cock. I fell in love with him the first time I saw it. Nearly 8 inches long, he is thick and round. Staring at him, I watched as his cock throbbed and grew even harder.
“Lay down, Andy.” He slowly laid down on the blanket, resting his arms on the pillow behind him.
I stood and walked over to the coffee table. Lifting the platter with the wine and cream puffs, I walked back to the blanket. Kneeling, I set the platter on the floor. I poured two glasses of wine and handed one to him.
“Relax and enjoy. Roll over and lay on your stomach.”
Andy rolled over slowly, positioning himself gingerly.
“Close your eyes.”
