My wife always loved surprises. Christmas, birthdays, you name it. Being married 20 years, I've been on the receiving end of many. Countless years of coming home from work to a dark house, before the sudden flash of lights and the collection of voices yelling "Surprise!" It was always amazing to spend my birthday with people close to me, and knowing how happy it made my wife to organize only enriched the experience.
This year my birthday was on a Saturday. She surprised me with breakfast in bed, followed by a birthday blowjob. An amazing birthday already, I had just assumed that was the end of the surprises. After all, how could she get a surprise party going if I was going to be home all day?
Around 6pm, she approached me with with something in her hand. "Are you ready for the rest of your birthday to start?" She asked. She was beaming, and a little giggle snuck out at the end of her question. I knew how much she loved planning these things, but even so, she seemed especially excited today.
She handed me a small piece of cloth, it was silky smooth in my hands.
"A blindfold?" I asked.
"Yep, don't want to spoil the surprise!" She exclaimed.
I decided to play along. Just seeing how happy she was was enough of a gift, but I knew she must have something big planned as well.
She led me to our bedroom and told me to stay put, with no peeking.
Over the next who knows how long, I heard the door open a few times. I heard footsteps. But I never heard any voices. I had no idea who was over, other than going over who had been to my birthday parties in the past. I assumed it would be all the usual characters.
Finally I heard the bedroom door open.
"Everything is ready now!" I heard my wife say, as I felt her arm wrap around mine and help me up from the bed. The excitement in her voice was palpable, and I could feel her shaking a bit.
We walked out far enough that I figured we were in the middle of the living room.
"You ready?" she asked.
"Yes." I replied. My heart starting to beat fast in my chest. The anticipation was getting to me.
I felt her hand grab the blindfold, ready to take it off.
"Surpise!" I heard the classic yelling, but... where was the flash of light. She hadn't removed the blindfold.
That's when it all registered. She had pulled my pants down, and my underwear with them. I was standing in my living room, surrounded by who knows how many people, with my privates laid bare for all to see.
Then I heard it, "Wow..." and a round of nervous laughter. I recognized that voice. It was Nikki, my wife's best friend. When we first started dating, meeting her was built up as a big deal. If Nikki didn't like any of my wife's boyfriends, they were gone. Luckily, Nikki and I hit it off immediately, I passed the test.
I felt the heat rise in my cheeks. I must be beat red at this point. I knew I should do something, cover up, run and hide. At least take the blindfold off! But I was paralyzed by the situation, I couldn't move a muscle.
"You really weren't lying, it is tiny." Another voice I knew, our next door neighbor Kate.
"I mean, I've seen some small ones for sure, but never one like this." she continued. I could tell she was very amused.
I tried to fight it I tried to stop what I knew would happen to me.
"Yeah same! Omg Becca, I feel bad! Like, can he even satisfy you with that?" I heard Nikki ask my wife, laughing.
That was it, I had lost the fight. I felt it start, the embarrassment was just too much. I started to get hard.
"Oh my god, look at it go. He loves this shit, you weren't lying."
No... that voice. Please tell me that's not who I think it is.
That's when the blindfold came off. I recoiled as my eyes had to adjust for the light.
After a few seconds and looked out to see the situation I had been put in.
The farthest left was Becca, my wife. At 35 she was ever the cutest woman I had seen in my life. She had her glasses on, with soft caring face, and her dirty blond hair tied back into a ponytail.
Next to her was Nikki, she had dark skin and an athletic build that was shown off perfectly by her tank-top and short shorts. She looked like she had just come from the gym. She had a shit eating grin on her face, and wouldn't take her eyes of my cock.
Next up was Kate, she was only 22, just finishing up school. She was short, not even 5 feet, with fire red hair that fell to her shoulders.
Last up was the voice I thought I heard, I swallowed hard as I looked at her. I'm sure my face looked sun burnt with how embarrassed I felt.
Ashley. She was my coworker, our desks were right next to each other. When she got hired on we became fast friends. Even tho we never spent time together outside of work, when we were at work we flirted constantly.
My wife knew this, we both loved to flirt, and we decided early on that as long as were open and honest, it was just some harmless fun to flirt with others.
Me and my wife also loved to roleplay, and we often pretended to be other real people, who we knew the other had the hots for.
One night, she pretended to be Ashley. She rode me while talking about projects at work as if she was apart of them and doing her best impression. I yelled out Ashley's name as I came, and it was one of the hottest sessions we've ever had.
Ashley was as tall as me, with bleach blond hair that today was done up in a bun. She had huge tits that she loved to bend over and give me an eyeful of the tops of when no one was looking. It would always fluster me and I knew she relished in the teasing.
"You know all this time" she said to me, her eyes piercing me.
"I just assumed you were packing."
She started to laugh.
"Alright ladies" my wife said addressing the group.
"I think we've tortured him enough *for now* " She winked at me as she said the last part.
"Go ahead and give him a nicer birthday present."
Nikki was first. She grabbed the sides of her tank top and lifted it over her head.
She had modest B cups that were perfectly perky. Topped with darker nipples that stuck out a little bit in the cool air.
