"I hope you have not forgotten what day it is on Friday?" Jim looked across the breakfast table at his attractive wife, Mandy.
She looked puzzled. "Friday? Now let me see. I can't think, you will have to help."
Jim looked exasperated. "It's my Birthday." Mandy smiled. She got up from the table, came round behind him, and put her arms around his neck. Jim felt the firmness of her breasts pressing against him and the wonderful scent of her body fresh from the shower.
"I know it is, my darling, and this year I have a special present for you."
Jim pressed himself against her. "I hope you haven't spent a lot."
Her breasts moved against him as he felt her shake her head. "You'll be pleased to know that I haven't spent a penny, and if things go to plan, we could even be in pocket."
Even though he pestered her, she refused to say any more. She told him that he would have to wait and would only tell him it was something he had wanted for quite a while.
On Friday as Jim was about to go to work, Mandy told him not to be late as they were meeting Allison and Bob early that evening for a meal.
Jim smiled. Bob was one of his best mates. They had known each other since their school days and Allison, his latest girlfriend, was a right little cracker.
Jim managed to get away half an hour early and when he arrived home, Mandy called down from the bedroom to say she was just going to have a shower. "You've got a pile of birthday cards. Check them through and by that time I'll be done." Jim checked through his cards, grinned at some of the more cheeky ones, and smiled at the pretty one from his mother.
He made his way upstairs to find the exciting sight of a naked Mandy just emerging from the shower, a towel around her hair while drying herself with another. Mandy smiled when she saw the expression on his face. "It might be your birthday, but regretfully, we haven't time for any of that. We're meeting Bob and Allison in less than an hour."
She grinned when she saw the look of disappointment on his face. "Don't worry, darling, there will be plenty of time later." As Jim stripped out of his working clothes, he watched Mandy. She had finished drying herself and was applying perfume to her body. Her breasts were high and firm with dark, rosy nipples. Her tight stomach still showed no sign of a bulge; not bad for a woman of 33. He particularly noticed that her pubic mound looked smooth and newly trimmed. He smiled to himself. Maybe that was part of his present for later.
He went through to the shower, and when he returned, disappointingly Mandy was dressed, but she looked good in a short black skirt and a strappy sequined top. Jim quickly dressed in a casual outfit and joined Mandy downstairs. She was on the phone. "I'm just ordering a taxi." Jim nodded.
The Golden Palace was Jim's favorite Chinese restaurant and Bob and Allison were already there when they arrived. Bob nodded at his friend and wished him a happy birthday. Allison smiled and held her face up to be kissed. Jim leaned forward over her. Her cheeks were smooth and her scent heady.
Allison looked attractive as usual. She had on a tight white top that showed off her breasts to advantage. Jim could just see the shape of her bra through the thin material of her top, and was there also just the trace of a protruding nipple?
The meal was very good as it always was at the Golden Palace. The girls chatted happily together, but Jim thought Bob did not seem his usual self as though something was on his mind. Maybe Allison and he were having some problems. He shrugged it off. Whatever it was, it was no business of his.
One thing he did notice was that Mandy and Allison seemed to be drinking more than usual and the four of them were well down the third bottle of wine. With the meal over, Mandy paid the bill and they made there way out to a waiting taxi that the restaurant had ordered for them.
"Where to now?" Jim asked.
Mandy smiled. "You will soon see. It's part of your surprise."
After a half an hour or so journey, the cab pulled up outside a well lit entrance to a night club. A flashing neon sign proclaimed the club's name: "Dandies". While Bob paid off the cab, Mandy showed tickets to the doorman. He smiled and opened the door to the V.I.P. lounge. Jim smiled to himself. She seemed to have things well organized.
The V.I.P. lounge area was plush and not as crowded as the other part of the club. There was a special roped off seating area with a good unrestricted view of the stage, and with waitress service. They settled down at a table and watched the first part of the evening show, a rather good boy band followed by a comedian whose gags were funny even if they were a little blue.
When the comedian had finished his spot, the compere (master of ceremonies for you Americans) came on and asked if the contestants for the next spot would make their way to the back stage entrance. To Jim's surprise, both Allison and Mandy got up. "We'll see you two soon," Mandy said. Then she reached in her bag and produced an envelope which she passed over to Jim. "This just explains about your birthday present," she said with a grin on her face, and with that, the two of them left.
Jim looked at Bob, who shrugged. He looked down at the envelope. On the outside, in Mandy's handwriting, it said, To my Darling Husband Happy Birthday. Still puzzled, Jim tore the envelope open and inside found a letter. He opened it out and read it.
My Darling Jim:
