Funny story, how we met. The company my ex wife works for puts on a real top notch Christmas party. Because of DUI laws and fear of law suits, the only rule was you must come and go home by one of the company paid for taxis.
That's where I met Phillip. Trim. Five foot seven, blond hair (a tad too long) and blue grey eyes. He was Janet's personal assistant.
So, Janet got a bit tipsy. Well in truth we all did. When she does, she gets a bit lovey dovey and uninhibited.
"Phillip. Come on. lets all take the same taxi." We all got out at our place.
"Know why I invited you in Philly?" (she slurs a bit) "I've never had two cocks at once." Before he could answer she had her arms around his neck and her tongue in his mouth.
She immediately started pulling down his fly. "Let's all get naked!"
So right there in the living room we gave her a spit roasting. She sucked my cock as Phillip took her from behind.
When we finished her, she said, "Give me a few minutes to get ready, boys, then come to bed."
Since we were naked on the couch, and Phillip was quite attractive, and it's been a long time, I took a chance and kissed him.
He responded warmly. We kissed some more, before going to the bedroom.
Poor Janet. She'd put on her sexiest nighty, and was sound asleep, gently snoring. I pulled the blankets up over her and took Phillip to the spare room.
His beautiful slim pale body was just made to kiss and explore. The sweet young man and I were soon sixty nine. My god, what a talented cock sucker. He inspired me to worship his cock and sweet shaved balls.
In the morning Janet woke up hungover with me beside her, and Phillip in the spare room. She was so embarrassed. She never wanted to talk about the night again. After a quiet breakfast I drove Phillip home.
He and I continued to secretly see each other. Janet had no idea I went both ways.
Then one fateful Saturday Janet went to visit her mother in a town an hour out of the city. I knew she wouldn't be home 'till supper time.
We were in bed. We'd kissed and talked. We'd sucked and talked some more.
We were spooned together and I was gently buggering beautiful sweet Phillip. So romantic. Phillip was purring. I was kissing the back of his neck as I rolled my hips.
"WHAT! THE! FUCK!"
She had gotten into a fight with her mother and sister, then stormed out.
She kicked me out, and I ended up moving in with Phillip. We've been married for eighteen months now, and today is his birthday.
This morning I didn't let on I remembered. We had breakfast, kissed goodby and went our separate ways. Mid afternoon I texted him 'Happy birthday, Love. When you get home pack an overnight bad, We're going someplace special.'
When I got home I was pleasantly surprised to get a warm hug and a kiss from "Amber", Phillip's alter ego. 'She' was wearing a conservative smoky blue print long sleeve dress. It's hem was two inches below her knees, and on her feet were light blue, round toe, three inch heel pumps. She has coral lip gloss, subtle eye treatment and one inch diameter silver button earrings.
"You're so bad! I was sure you'd forgotten. I was so excited I could barely keep from telling Janet about your text." Yes, he's still her PA. She blamed everything (Including the Kennedy assassination, LOL) on me.
"Could I ever forget your birthday? And are you going out as 'Amber'?"
"What? Don't you think I should? I thought you supported me in this."
"No. No dear, of course I do! I'm just a bit surprised. Pleasantly surprised." I kissed her. "I think it's great."
"I figured we were going away where no one would know us, right?"
"Sure. I'm glad. Are you all packed?"
