Belle has been waiting all week for today. Doug had told her he had a surprise for her birthday but hadn't given in yet. She even tried seducing him by wearing his favorite lingerie and fucking him silly. Still, he wouldn't give in.
Now it is Friday, and she has no clue what's happening. Her workday is almost over, and she's unsure what to do.
A package arrives addressed to her, along with a beautiful vase of flowers. Belle opens the card attached to the box and reads it intently. "A car will pick you up at exactly 4 pm," it says. "Do not open the package until you are in the car."
At the specified time, a young man enters her office and announces, "your car is outside, ma'am."
Belle gathers her things and follows him. Outside is a beautiful white limousine. The young man opens and holds the door for her. Settling inside, Belle looks around and sees another box.
The driver lowers the window and tells her that the box across from her is for her and that it may be opened now if she wants. "My name is Wayne. If there is anything you need," he says and rolls the window back up.
Belle opens the first package that she received at work. Inside is a blindfold, and a beautiful white gold necklace with a rose gold heart attached along with another note. "Damn, more instructions," she says to herself.
"When the car stops put the blindfold on," the note says.
Belle reaches for the larger package across from her. She opens it slowly. What's inside of this package is much more to her liking. "He has an exceptional plan if he wants me to wear this," she says out loud.
Belle's mind races with thoughts, " romantic dinner, no, maybe a trip, or oh my, what if he proposes." She is in a terrible state of confusion now.
Belle decides to tease Wayne, although she does not know if he can see her. Doug won't mind, or he wouldn't have planned it this way.
She slowly removes her boring work attire and relaxes back against the soft leather seats. Oh, how she loves the feel of leather against her bare skin. Belle slowly runs a hand along her legs, imagining they belong to her lover. Her other hand pressed to her chest, fingers brushing across hardening nipples.
She looks to her side and looks at the gift. "I better dress before we get there," she says to herself out loud. It's not easy, but soon she is dressed and attired in the bustier, stockings and her new dress, complete with heels. She feels so sexy and now ready for what may come.
The driver's voice comes through the intercom, "Please put on your mask now."
Belle feels the car stop and waits impatiently. The door opens, and she feels a hand take hers. The hand guides and helps her from the car.
"Follow me, there are some steps, but I will help you," the new voice states. Slowly she walks with the stranger. Belle senses the openness around her and smells the fresh air.
Belle can now tell that they are inside a building. She hears other voices, soft music, and footsteps that echo.
"Here she is, sir," the voice says to another. When the new stranger leans in and whispers, "Happy Birthday, honey," she knows who it is. It's her very own Doug. "I have quite the evening planned for you," he tells her.
His hand moves slowly down her side and caresses her. Belle feels his gentle touch and shivers with excitement. Taking her hand in his, he leads her on. Still unsure what's happening but getting excited, she follows his lead. They stop for a moment, and he whispers to her, "I know this has been a fantasy of yours, so enjoy."
Belle feels him leave her side. She feels a soft but gentle hand stroke her right arm. A sweet, sensual voice whispers to her, "You may call me Starr."
Starr softly kisses Belle's neck, moving slowly to Belle's parted lips. Another hand is tracing fingers along Belle's side. She knows it's a man by the size of his fingers. Belle feels the masculine hand lift the hem of her dress.
Starr is planting delicate yet eager kisses upon her lips. Belle has never kissed another woman but now wonders why she has waited. "This woman knows what she is doing," Belle thinks.
The man is teasing her slowly but with minimal pressure; he is sliding his thick finger between her wet lips. Belle moans into Starr's mouth as they kiss. Starr captures Belle's tongue in her mouth and sucks on it.
Another set of hands is now on Belle's hips. Slowly they lift her dress up. Starr releases Belle for a moment as the dress is lifted over her head. Belle feels the cool air upon her body. Her body tingles as three sets of hands begin to manipulate her. The woman at Belle's side kisses her again and begins to roll and tweak Belle's nipple. The man with the giant hand is sucking at her other breast while his fingers play a magic tune with her clit. The other hands move up and down her back, squeezing her ass on every upstroke.
Belle is buzzing with sensations. Her body responds to every touch. She pushes her hips into the digits teasing her mound, wanting them inside her. Belle knows who is behind her, and she knows those hands and his cologne.