My birthday was fast approaching and my husband Dick had not mentioned a word about it. Granted, we are both very busy with our work but in the past we've always taken a weekend to celebrate our birthdays. Dick has been so immersed in his work this last week that he hasn't even taken time out for sex...and that is very unusual for us.
Generally we are very sexually active. We both enjoy watching adult movies and replaying as many of the activities as possible. I've often told him that I'd love to be the star of a good gang-bang scene. He's always responded saying he'd love to be the clean-up crew!
We've often talked about the possibility of me finding a date, fucking his brains out and returning home to have Dick clean me with his mouth.
That's why I was concerned. It just wasn't like him to not be constantly horny.
The morning of my birthday I woke up to find Dick had already left. I went in to wash my face and found an envelope by the sink. I quickly washed my face and proceeded to open the envelope.
The note inside read:
"Marci, I'm sorry I've been so busy this week but I haven't forgotten you. Happy Birthday.
There's a box under your side of the bed with some things I'd like to have you put on after you shower.
There will be a driver to pick you up at 10:30 this morning.
I love you,
Dick"
I knew I should shower first but I couldn't help myself. I ran back to the bed to fetch the box!
It was a large box, about the size you'd expect would contain a big fluffy bathrobe. I pulled the ribbon off and lifted the lid.
"Oh my!" I said out loud.
The box contained a beautiful pair of thigh-high black patent leather lace-up boots with stiletto heels, bright red stockings and a matching garter belt, a gorgeous red-leather cup-less corset and a note saying that the driver would give me the rest of my outfit when he arrived.
I took the box back with me to the bathroom. I still had an hour and a half before the car would be here but I couldn't wait to shower and try on this outfit!
I showered away and cleaned everything thoroughly as I expected that at some point there'd be an "inspection." I shaved my legs and armpits but didn't stop there. I shaved my pussy completely, leaving only a heart shaped patch above my lady parts. I finished with a long gentle massage of my pussy, just to get my juices flowing for what looked to be a fun birthday.
I stepped out of the shower, dried myself and did some necessary brushing and preening... Then I started putting on the pieces of the sexy outfit that I'd be calling my "birthday suit."
First I put on the garter belt and stockings. They felt so sexy as the silk caressed my long smooth legs. I attached the garter and gazed at myself in the mirror. I couldn't help but admire myself, I looked so pretty with the red stockings and garter framing my smooth pussy with the perfect little heart above it! I touched myself again.
Next I laced on the corset. It was so shiny and so brightly colored red. It squeezed a little but not to a point of discomfort. It was cup-less but had shaping panels that pushed up my breasts just a little "I'm young again!" I thought to myself as I looked at my now perky tits settled above my sexy torso. My nipples were hard as rocks.
Now I pulled on the boots and laced them up to just below my knees.
I tied a bright red bow in my long blonde hair, added some crimson lipgloss and I was done.
I stood back and admired the beautiful slut in the mirror. Gawd she was beautiful!
I hardly recognized myself as I gazed at this beauty in the high-heeled boots, garter and corset. My shape was perfect as these garments corrected what I usually see as my flaws and the bright shiny leather just looked hot! My breasts and crimson lips looked delicious.
I couldn't stop staring and wondering what exactly my husband had in mind...
The doorbell rang and snapped me out of my trance. I turned and headed for the door. In my excitement I had failed to realized that I was still practically naked but it was too late when I did because the driver was right there looking at me through the window beside the door.
So there I stood in my high heeled boots with my bald pussy and uplifted tits fully exposed. I'm sure I turned a brighter red than my corset.
The driver was my husband's regular driver Willy. He is a tall, muscular black man dressed in his fresh pressed uniform and hat. He looked very attractive. I have to confess that I had spent a good deal of time on numerous occasions fantasizing about what it would be like to undress this fine chiseled man.