How do you celebrate your 10th wedding anniversary? By letting your husband plan it!
At least that's what I did and this time things worked out better than I could ever have dreamed.
As we approached our 10th wedding anniversary, I told him he hadn't really planned one since the honeymoon and it was damn well his turn. Plan something special, I told him and don't make me do most of the work this time! I left it all up to him.
The happy date finally arrived and I was so far impressed. He had actually arranged for a weekend sitter for the kids AND a Jacuzzi suite AND a romantic dinner. Much to my surprise, he spent the dinner flirting with me! How long has it been since he did that without me initiating? I really don't remember. When we got back to the hotel room he stopped outside the door.
"I have a surprise for you inside," he said with a glint in his eyes.
"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow.
He pulled out a black silk blindfold and I raised the other brow.
I allowed him to tie it on me and lead me into our room. Trust, after all, was a major part of any marriage.
He caressed my hand while he put out the do not disturb sign and locked the door. I took a second to kick off my heels and then let him lead me ... ah, into the bedroom! Hmmmm... this should be good!
He stood behind me and fondled my breasts while kissing my ears, shoulders and neck. I responded by reaching my hands back to knead his sexy butt and pull his hardening erection against me.
His fingers began squeezing my nipples, sending wave of pleasure through me, when I got my surprise. Another set of hands joined my husband's; this set began by sliding up my legs. I gasped in surprise and turned my head towards my husband.
He laughed and kissed me firmly on the mouth as the other set of hands discovered I was not wearing any form of hose, but no panties as well.
"Remember that little fantasy you told me about?" he asked, beginning to tug my dress down my shoulders.
"What?" I gasped as two sets of hands found my most erogenous zones, "I never thought you would agree to anything like that!"
Now, we're not swingers. Far from it. But I had always had a fantasy of two men at once. I really didn't care how they took me, it was just one of those recurring fantasies. I never ever thought my husband would agree to anything like it, ever. But I had mentioned it to him a time or two when we were sharing fantasies. Apparently, he had decided to make mine come true!