Many thanks to jellybelly2 for first editing and improving this story.
Grateful thanks to chimicawriting and
Shygirlwhore
for revisions and suggestions that made it better yet.
My birthday was nearly over, and I still wasn't surprised.
A few weeks ago, Kathy had mentioned my present would be a surprise. She told me that I would never guess it, but she knew for sure I would love it.
It was at dinner one night. She had been looking at me with the kind of facial expression she made when she saw a cockroach on the floor or a piece of worm in the salad. I was about to ask her about it when she suddenly smiled and told me about the surprise. I thought her smile seemed forced. She didn't mention the surprise again.
Now it was eleven-thirty on my birthday night, which was a Saturday. We had gone out for a nice dinner with four friends, and I had received presents from everyone, including Kathy. Nothing special happened at the restaurant. As usual, she talked to the women, and I talked to the men.
We were getting ready for bed. I was already under the covers -- I sleep naked -- thinking maybe her surprise involved sex. Kathy was brushing her teeth.
"Compatible" is the word I'd use to describe our sex life. It's a little irregular, because I'm on the road a lot. But when I come home, we often make up for lost time with a few intense nights in a row before things go back to normal, which for us is some weeks more, some weeks less.
I thought I heard a sound over the faucet running in the bathroom. Kathy turned the water off, and then I was sure. It was our doorbell. Nobody rings our doorbell at eleven-thirty. I thought it might be some emergency, so I started to get out of bed to put some clothes on. Kathy came out of the bathroom and stopped me.
"Stay," she said. "I'll get it."
She slipped a robe over her pajamas and quickly went down the stairs before I could get up. I crawled back under the covers and tried to listen.
I heard some voices, then steps on the stairs going up and down a couple of times. Finally, the door opened, and Kathy walked in with two women. I was shocked.
Kathy spoke in a soothing voice.
"Walt, this is Jody and Margie. They are going to help me with your birthday surprise. Just stay where you are while everything is set up, and then I'll explain."
Jody began moving equipment into our bedroom and setting it up. She was slim, with a face that would have been pretty if she ever smiled. She wore her hair short and was dressed in jeans and a sleeveless top that showed off her muscles.
Our bedroom is large, with the bed in the center and lots of space around it. There are some dressers against one wall and a couple of easy chairs near them, but not much else. Now the airy room was filling up with stuff.
Jody set up lights -- some high, some low -- around the bed and tripods at every corner. She mounted a camera on each tripod. She erected metal scaffolds on each side of the bed that almost reached our domed ceiling and connected them with a crossbar. On the crossbar, she attached more lights and two more cameras.
As she was doing this, I looked over to Kathy and Margie. Kathy was wrapped up in watching Jody. Margie alternated between looking at me, Kathy and Jody. She was young and had a pleasant face, but what stuck out was that she was a big boned woman, not fat, but full figured. I imagined that under her sweats, she was voluptuous.
I felt uncomfortable lying naked under the covers and watching the women. Were they going to film Kathy and I having sex? Would Margie be involved? That couldn't be the gift I would love. I'm no exhibitionist. The idea made me nervous. What if I couldn't perform?
Jody never looked at me while she was working. After what seemed like hours, Jody turned to Kathy and said, "I'm ready." I looked at the clock. It was after midnight.
Margie began pulling off her sweats, bra and panties. I watched her in awe. I had guessed right about her body. She wasn't heavy at all. Her thighs and arms were sleek, and her belly curved just slightly. As for her breasts and ass, they were solid dynamite.
I was so focused on Margie that I didn't hear Kathy come up beside me, and I jumped when she spoke. She was trying to make her voice sound bright and enthusiastic, but there was a shrillness in it, and her face had the same expression of distaste it had when she had told me about the surprise.
"Walt, you gave me the idea for this birthday surprise. That's why I know you're going to love it."
She almost spat out the last few words.
"I usually never go to our computer in the morning, because I'm racing out of here, but I needed to send a quick message to my sister one morning. When it came out of sleep mode, it was on a pay porn site.
"You had come to bed late the night before, so you must have been looking at it and forgotten to close the site. I bookmarked it, closed the window and wrote my email. I was in too much of a rush to be shocked.
"The next time I was home alone, I went back to the site. You know I don't like porn, but I was curious, so I looked at some of the free previews. The site had everything from romantic sex to some pretty revolting stuff. I wondered what you were looking at.
"A couple of nights later, I pretended to go to bed early, but I was watching and saw you go to the computer. Remember when I said, 'Walt, where are you?' and came to your office.
"You got up quickly and rushed to meet me in the hall. Your face was red. I took your hand and said, 'Come to bed,' and you said, 'Okay.' I exhausted you with sex for the next hour, and fell into a deep sleep.
"I stayed awake and went to the computer. You had closed the site but didn't erase the history. When I clicked on the most recent link, I found out you were still logged in as a paid member.
"I started exploring, and it was easy to tell what you liked because the colored borders of the thumbnails showed which videos you had already watched. I watched as many as I could in the next two hours. There were a lot more, but once I found the patterns, it was easy to figure out what stuff turned you on.
"The next time I had a chance, I signed up as a member. As you know, it's not that expensive. I've been exploring the site ever since, watching all the videos in the categories that you favored.
"Finally, I understood all those times when you seemed uninterested in me day after day. I was sure you weren't cheating because you were home every night. But even when I gave you strong hints, you didn't respond. Sometimes I went to bed and cried while you were working late on the computer. At least I thought you were working.
"I was wrong. You were cheating on me after all. I'm not saying voyeurism is the same as being with another woman physically, but you still snuck around and betrayed me like any adulterer. You deprived me of your love to watch big-boobed women with lots of pubic hair. Yes, I found out all the things that turn you on.
"I've got bigger than average breasts, and I've never shaved between my legs. How humiliating that you preferred masturbating while watching porn to having sex with me! It was totally humiliating.
"We can talk about that some other time. Tonight is about giving you the greatest birthday present you never realized you wanted. We're going to make the perfect porn video that has everything you like, and you're going to get a bird's eye view."
As if to punctuate her words, the doorbell rang again, and she left the room, not bothering to put on her robe. She returned with two men. Both were buff types who looked like fitness club employees They began to remove their clothes, and I saw that they were above average in the equipment department.
Kathy came over to me, pulled off the cover, took my hand, pulled me up and pointed to a chair just behind the cameras and lights around the bed.
"Sit here, Walt. Jack, would you please sit on the chair in that corner. We're going to start with Bart."
