I thought it would be just another birthday. Another day older, another new tie, and another expensive birthday dinner I wouldn't remember next week. It didn't turn out that way.
When I arrived home from work the kids were gone. Staying at grandma's house. My bride cheerfully met me at the door with a nice hug and kiss. She invited me to have a cocktail and poured me a scotch. As she poured me the drink, she explained that she would prefer to stay in for the evening as she had planned a special one just for me. She obviously had romance in mind or she wouldn't have arranged for the kids to be away for the evening.
She had spent the whole afternoon preparing. The house was clean and tidy and filled with aroma of cooking food. The gifts from the kids were wrapped and on the coffee table, the dinner wine was breathing, appetizers were prepared and dinner was in the oven cooking.
She seemed unusually cheerful as she went about the task of preparing a plate of stuffed bacon wrapped shrimp, brie cheese, crackers and fresh fruit to start the evening. As she was preparing the appetizer plate she suggested we dine in our pajamas. That she new, what I would appreciate most, was an evening of undisturbed passion. She couldn't have been more correct or chosen a better gift.
She said she had laid out a new silk robe for me on our bed, and I should go shower and put it on and to wear nothing underneath. This sounded great ,so I went showered and changed as requested. When I came back she said it looked fantastic on me and invited me to sit down have another cocktail, open the gifts from the kids and enjoy the appetizers while she changed into something more comfortable. While I was opening the brightly wrapped gifts she came back looking absolutely stunning. She had purchased a tight white silk and lace teddy. Over it she was wearing a long sheer see through white ankle length robe and finished it off with white satin high heal shoes.
She coyly smiled at me as she walked past to poor herself a glass of wine. We sat together and enjoyed the cards the kids had made, the appetizers and cocktails. She cuddled me and told me how much she appreciated me and how much she wanted to make the evening special. I told her that if the evening ended right here it couldn't have been more perfect. She smiled and said the evening was just getting started. We smiled at each other and kissed passionately. I was happy, my heart was pounding, this must be heaven.
We snacked on the appetizers and chatted. I hadn't noticed until she began lighting them that she had placed candles all over the house. Lots of them, everywhere, in every room. She looked so beautiful, she seemed to float around the house lighting them. When all the candles were lit she turned down the lights and we moved to the dining room to enjoy each others company, the fine wine and meal she had prepared. She had planned so far ahead as to only serve very small portions as she didn't want us to get too full and spoil the energy level. The meal was outstanding but even better was her company. She was unusually bright and cheerful, so much so, it filled the room with happiness. After dinner she fixed pressed coffee and brandy placed them on a tray and suggested we adjourn to the bedroom for the rest of the evening.
The bedroom glowed from the candle light. When we came in she asked me for my robe, said she wanted to enjoy my nakedness in the glow of the light. She placed the coffee and brandy on our night stands, turned some low soft sensuous jazz music, and suggested we smoke an after dinner joint to enhance the mood. Wanting the evening to last forever I fought back a rising erection as we savored the smoke and after dinner drinks. As we were smoking she began explaining she had planned the evening to fulfill one of my fantasies. That she new I wanted to surrender to her in the throws of passion. To be restrained while she used my body to satisfy her strongest sexual desires. The conversation was so erotic, she had never had the courage to speak like that, my cock was raging hard with anticipation. I anxiously agreed knowing just how hard this was for her to do. Her only condition was that I cooperate with anything she wanted. Any resistance on my part would give her second thoughts and would spoil the mood permanently. I understood and agreed not to resist anything she wanted.
We passionately kissed and touched while we finished our smoke and drinks. My mind raced with anticipated possibilities, my heart beat with excitement, what could she possibly do that I would resist. She got up and said "honey I have planned this evening for a long time, I hope you enjoy it. I have spent hours of anticipation planning this out for you." She said she couldn't deal with any look of disapproval on my face and therefore wanted to blindfold me for the evening. I couldn't imagine being disappointed and readily agreed.
She produced a large black scarf form her dresser drawer and placed it over my eyes. My heart beat even faster. After it was securely in place she kissed me passionately and for the first time that evening reached between my legs and grabbed my cock. She stroked it firmly and said she was now going to restrain me so I would be appropriately willing for what she had in mind.
"Yes please do" I said, I shared my fantasies with her but never thought she would be willing to make then a reality. She produced a pair of handcuffs and secured my hands behind my back. She pinched my nipple and asked if the cuffs were too tight. She then spread my legs and began wrapping a cord around the base of my cock and under my balls, around my balls, pulled it tight and tied it. This seemed to pull the skin tight and make my cock swell to its limit.
"Comfortable" she asked. I nodded my head yes. She then tied my ankles together, my knees together, and my elbows together with soft scarves. When she had finished she lit another joint and smoked it. She held it to my lips and shared it with me. Not much was said other than she hoped I enjoyed what she had planned. I assured her so far it was the most erotic evening of my life. She held the glass of brandy to my lips and told me to sip while she said the evening was just getting started. She admired her handiwork and asked me to sit up properly on the edge of the bed with my back straight and remain that way. This was somewhat difficult with my arms tightly secured behind my back, but I managed to do as requested. She kissed me and said I looked just fine. Then she asked me to open my mouth as wide as I could. When I did she stuck a whole orange about two and a half inches in diameter into my mouth. "There that should keep you quiet" she said. Just exactly about that time came a knock at the fount door. "I think your gift may have just arrived" she said "ill be right back." She left the room and closed the door behind her.
I sat there on the bed somewhat embarrassed at the thought of a delivery person possibly being able to see what sat behind the closed door. I heard the front door open and the muffled conversation between a man and my bride. More like an introduction than a delivery. She invited him into the house! What was she doing? What could it be? I could hear the conversation had moved into the kitchen and a drink being poured. She wasn't dressed appropriately for another mans company. My mind raced in jealousy. I wanted to run out there and see what the fuck was going on. I couldn't move, I was restrained. She was in a sexy teddy she had worn just for me. What was she doing. I was in agony. My heaven had suddenly turned into hell.
Just a couple of minutes later the bedroom door opened. My bride said "Your gift has arrived lover. I hope you enjoy it as much as I will" Oh my god I thought, watching her fuck another man has never been one of my fantasies. What is she thinking? About then a deep masculine voice spoke. "Hello, I'm here to fulfill your fantasy. I'm a gift from your beautiful wife"
