The one thing l know about birthdays is they happen every year. My meaning is just that l see them as no big deal other than your twenty-first. But l was able to drink in bars years before becoming such an age so it too did not mean much to me when mine rolled around.
l understand that it is just me and l would never have my loved ones be shorted so l went through the process for my wife and especially for our children.
But l recall one year when the buzz about my birthday felt different even to me. It was not a milestone birthday of any sort and to me honestly, l was at a loss why it felt as such.
Maybe it was my wife who seemed to make more of a big deal out of it than normal. But even with that, it was hard for me to say left thinking just maybe it was in my mind.
But as the date came closer my wife showed more and more signs of interest around the day. Asked me far too many times if l was sure l would be home on that day and by a set time. Plus overheard her making plans for the kids to be elsewhere for the event.
That piqued my interest and l began to wonder about the possibilities. Was it a new car and she was having it delivered? She knows l always wanted a corvette, l hope it's Red.
That thought was mostly dreaming as this birthday came early on in my adult life and l had just started my own company and we had little money to spare so such an expensive gift was out of the question.
From that l pretty much-eliminated things of cost, high cost anyways.
Bingo! l had it. It has to be something to do with sex. Sex was my go-to when l had the power of a wish, not that l was cheap but l love sex, and again money was short as l said. But what, or maybe who?
We have a very active sex life with few limits, we were even Swapping with another couple at the time and between the four of us, we pretty much left nothing undone or at least tried. Speaking of which, l wouldn't trade my wife for the world but the other female in our mix was far more like myself when it came to boldness in bed, which excited me very much so l had a feeling that she would be involved in some way if it was about the sex of any kind.
Swapping eliminated it being with two ladies which is surely on most guys' lists, but been there and done that. l started to run a list of possible things but lucky me it seemed we touch all l came up with and my wife knew of those things l had no interest in accomplishing.
The time l spent trying to figure out just what it could be was putting me behind at work so l set it aside and placed trust in my wife to figure something out if l was even correct in the first place.
Then the morning of my birthday l left early to do a few things for work, whatever she had planned was for later in the day anyways.
Later that day my wife sent me on a fool's errand and that is when l knew that something was surely up and l figured it would happen upon my return.
When l returned with the quart of Goat's milk requested there was a note on the door by my wife's hand and it read. (Warning, By entering this door you are allowed to speak only two words "yes & Mistress" anything else ends the festivities)
I didn't know what to expect when I opened the door, but my penis seemed to have a hint as it was swelling rapidly. When l did my wife met me in the entry, she took the bag containing the milk and set it aside, l knew it meant nothing and she knew it would take time to track it down.
Then she told me to follow her, my reply was simple "yes, Mistress"
My cock was fully erect with excitement before we made it to the bedroom door.
She ordered me to undress. "yes Mistress"
Now undress me. "yes Mistress" She then cranked on the shower form outside the door, after checking it was warm she ordered me to go in. "yes mistress"
Wash and do a good job. "yes Mistress" When l finished l was told to leave the shower. "yes Mistress"
Still, dripping wet l was told l did a good job and that she was very pleased, then she asked if l wanted to wash her. "yes Mistress"
My wife laughed, tossed me a towel, and then clapped her hands which confused me. But a moment later our friend Jill and another female l didn't know entered the room. They paid me no mind as they walked past stark naked.
The three ladies entered the shower, they were in close quarters but still ample for such. My wife and Jill went about it right from the start washing the third lady who just sat on the bench mostly watching as was l. Here and there she would reach out her hand but it was obvious it was for her pleasure and not to aid in any way.
After making her more than clean My wife and Jill switched focus to one another. l still can see in my mind's eye, my wife's breasts pancakes against the glass wall of the shower as Jill from behind ran her hand between my wife's legs until she found release. Then how my wife consumed Jill's pussy as she stood above straddling the mystery woman.
What a sight to behold and maybe it was because I knew the two so well l found myself focusing mostly on that third lady, l assume because she was new to me. She was much older and her body didn't compare to the other two's. l guess it's what you don't know that gets the attention.
