"Happy Birthday" my messenger box read when I got back to my desk.
"Good morning, Xochitl. I am glad you remembered. What are you doing today? Working on a big project?"
"Sort of. You dressed in a suit and tie today?"
"Yes. Why?"
"I am working from home today, and I have a special birthday present for you this afternoon, say about, 1:00?"
"Sounds absolutely divine. Should I bring anything?"
"Nope. I got all I need here; well, except the birthday boy"
I don't have to tell you how hard it was to get through the day, anticipating how wonderful my birthday gift from Xochitl would be. I found myself having to re-edit e-mails and such, as I would find Freudian typos or outright sexual undertones in about everything I wrote.
As the clock got closer to 12:30, I noticed that less and less work was being done. I started to my car, and had to dodge a few people as I went down the hall, as my cock was pulling hard against the fabric of my slacks. It was kind of hard to hide the excitement I was feeling.
I peeled out of the driveway, and made it out to her place a few minutes before 1. I walked to the door, and before I could knock on it, she opened the door slowly, looking up at me with soft seductive eyes. When she opened the door all the way, I saw my present in its entirety, and did all I could to make sure my jaw didn't drop all the way open. She stood there in a pleated blue plaid skirt, a nice white blouse, and a blue tie to match her skirt. She had her hair up in pigtails, and knee high socks. She looked gorgeous dressed like that. She invited me in, and closed the door. She led me up the stairs, and I noticed that the skirt didn't quite cover her ass, at least from that angle. I couldn't tell if she was without panties, or just something so skimpy, I couldn't see from this angle, but I would soon find out.
We get onto the living level, and she pulls out a chair, and told me to have a seat. I sat down, and she grabbed a tin of frosting. She stuck her finger in the frosting, and sung happy birthday to me. She got the finger close to my mouth, and then sucked all the frosting off slowly, teasing me.
After her finger was entirely clean, she put her finger to her lip, and put on a faux pouting face. "I was naughty. I ate your birthday cake. I think you are gonna have to spank me for that." And with that, she slowly slid across my lap, looking up at me as she did. Once her breasts passed over my knee, her ass was bent over nicely, looking very appetizing.
I flipped up her skirt, and saw her bare sexy ass. I took my time enjoying it, running my hand slowly over her ass before I gave it a playful slap. She moaned lightly, as I did it again. I looked over at her face, watching her lick her lips as she looked at me, enjoying the look I had, as I continued to playfully spank her ass, adding a few sharper slaps every so often, but still playfully. I noticed she parted her legs slightly, so I pushed my fingers down between her legs, playing with her beautifully bald pussy lips. After a couple of seconds, she closed her legs and eased herself off of me.
"We had our cake, and our birthday spanking. You know what we are missing? The blowing out of the birthday candle." Then she kneeled before me, spreading my legs wide, and unzipped my pants. She reached in, and pulled my cock out of my pants. She held it out towards me, looking at me with a delicious look on her face. "Oh, you can't blow this candle out. Well, I guess I can take care of that for you," as she took my cock in her mouth, giving me a deliciously wet blowjob. I leaned back, moaning and thrusting softly as she took my cock into her mouth. She continued sucking my cock into her mouth, as she used her hands to unfasten my pants, freeing more of my dick. She reached down, and pulled my balls out as well, licking and sucking on them as well.