-BE SURE YOU COME STRAIGHT HOME AFTER WORK TODAY. I HAVE AN ANNIVERSARY GIFT FOR YOU THAT I REALLY THINK YOU'RE GOING TO ENJOY...
Sitting at my desk I smiled as I read my wife's text and saw the attached photo of a silky white g-string laid out on the comforter of our bed. After 17 years of marriage Rachel and I had long abandoned the tradition of exchanging anniversary gifts so I was excited to imagine what she had planned. Recently we'd been having the best sex of our lives, indulging our fantasies together and really making a go of it like a couple of teenagers. As I pictured her wearing nothing but those tiny white panties my shaved cock began to thicken in my tight blue lycra thong.
A few months back Rachael had walked in on me as I watched a bisexual threesome video on my laptop, leading us to a discussion about what turned us on and reveal our deepest fantasies to each other. She confessed (among other things) that she loved seeing men in thongs so that was basically the only underwear I wore those days, even under my clothes at work. In the ensuing weeks my wife had revealed herself to be just as perverted and sexually adventurous as I was and the two of us had been having an absolute blast introducing porn, costumes, restraints and sex toys in our lovemaking. I adjusted my shaved erection through my pants and texted her back.
-MMMM, I BET I WILL! SEE YOU AT 6.
The rest of the day had been agony to wait through and I even left the office a bit early to rush home to my sexy curvy wife. At 44 years old Rachel was still a knock out. In the past several years her body had thickened up a bit giving her a real plush womanly elegance like a lady from a rennisaince painting. Her thick thighs, and curvy ass drove me wild and as I sped home my cock throbbed as I pictured sliding my hands over her soft tummy and full luscious d-cup breasts. She owned and ran a small women's clothing boutique in the center of town and set her own hours so I knew she had the day off and as I pulled into the driveway my mouth was watering as I imagined licking her pussy through those tiny white panties. I hurried into the house and set down my laptop bag, closing the door behind me.
"Honey? I'm ho..." I began but stopped short as my wife appeared around the kitchen doorway. She leaned against the doorframe and smiled suggestively, her body wrapped in a long black silk robe. I smiled back, taking her in. "Well hi there sexy lady... have you seen my wife? I'm supposed to meet her here..." I said jokingly and she giggled, opening her robe and letting it fall to the floor, revealing herself in all her feminine glory. She wore only a thin black lace bra that strained under the heft of her heavy breasts, a tiny matching black lace g-string and sheer black thigh high stockings, her left hand cupping her breast as her right traced along the thin waistband of her panties just below her tummy. I stood dumbstruck for a moment, taking her in... she looked incredible, batting her eyelashes and smiling, her long curly brown hair in a high ponytail atop her head.
"I seem to have lost my clothes," she said jokingly, "Maybe you can help me find them before my husband gets home..."
I rushed over to her, wrapping my arms around her body and pulling her to me as I kissed her deeply, her strawberry perfume filling my senses as our tongues danced together. Her hand found my belt and in seconds she had my pants off and my white dress shirt unbuttoned. Her hand caressed my throbbing thong bulge and she smiled. "Oh yessss... that's what I want..." I tossed my shirt and stepped out of my pants, pressing my body against hers as my hands caressed her soft curvy ass. She took my hand and led me up the stairs, I plodded behind her, my gaze transfixed by the wiggle of her hips, staring at the thin back strap of her panties that disappeared between her smooth pale cheeks as she ascended the stairs.
"I love my present." I said. "The black lace looks incredible on you..."
"Thank you baby," She giggled. "But this is only a part of your present..."
My heart raced as I thought of the white g-string she'd sent in her text and delighted in the prospect of her modeling a few sexy outfits for me. I couldn't wait to get my face between her legs and taste her through whichever panties she had on. Rachel stopped me outside of our bedroom and kissed me again before turning the handle and swinging the door open.
"Happy anniversary..." she purred and I stood frozen with surprise.
There, kneeling at the foot of our king sized bed was another girl and a guy. They were young, probably no older than 22 or 23 and completely naked all but for matching white g-strings and a pink gift bow around each of their necks. Rachael beamed as I stared at her in shock.
"What's all this?" I asked trying to hide my swell of arousal.
"Well... you remember Becca from my shop, right?" She gestured to the young woman who sat smiling obediently on her knees. She was one of the local college students my wife employed at her shop although I'd never see her like this before. The girl's long blond hair was back in a ponytail and her tiny pink nipples stood hard atop her perky b-cup breasts. "Well I mentioned to her that I wanted something special for our anniversary and she was more than eager to help me out." I smiled as my gaze washed over her smooth pale body. "...And this is Ryan." My attention moved to the young man. He had short blond hair and I noticed he was in excellent shape, lean and fit and incredibly sexy. My eyes traced from his smooth hairless chest down to the thick bulge in his tight panties and I felt my cock pulse in my blue thong, pulling the back strap tight and causing me to shudder. "He's Becca's boyfriend and when he heard about what I had planned he said he'd be more than happy to join us. Isn't that right, Ryan?"
"Yes ma'am." He said as he gripped his girlfriend's hand in his as the two giggled and blushed.
"So what do you think?" Rachel asked me as one hand squeezed my ass and the other slid down my flat stomach to caress my thick protruding bulge as she looked up at me. "Do you like your present?"