My husband's instructions were clear. I was a thousand miles away from home on my thirty fifth birthday on a business trip. We would rather I had been at home but he made the reservations for me. Standing outside my hotel room door I now opened the birthday card as he had instructed.
It read. Happy Birthday! Go in and have a bath, then open the bag I packed for you. Put on the clothes inside and call me. I'll be waiting to hear from you. I entered the room. Down a short hall I could see the main room and to my immediate right was a bath room. I could smell the hot water and bath salts.
Seconds later I was naked and soaking in a glorious hot bath. A bottle of chilled white wine and a glass were on a stand by the tub. John had outdone himself.
A thoroughly relaxing thirty minutes later I opened the bag on the bed. It contained a black skirt and stockings, black heels and a tight knit black sweater that had bright red sleeves. The outfit was a favorite of John's but I would not wear it in public despite his pleas. My twelve inch vibrator was in the bottom of the bag.
I sat down and pulled on the stockings one by one. They were soft silk with six inch lacy tops that stopped just short of the top of my legs. The heels were four inch stilettos with a single strap across the front. I thought the strap made them look sexy. John called them my "fuck me heels".
There was no underwear. John would not let me wear any when I wore this outfit. I pulled on the skirt. It was a short mini with a button up slit on the front to one side. It did not cover the lace on the stockings. Finally I pulled on the tight black knit top with the red sleeves. It was a form fitting, hugged my tits, was cut low all across the front like a peasant top and like the skirt had buttons all up the front. It barely covered me. John liked to pull the front down without undoing the buttons. My exposed breasts could then stick out prominently. The tight red sleeves came down to my mid forearms and gave the outfit some colour. They also gave the outfit a slightly whorish look.
I stood up and looked in a full length mirror on the wall beside the bed. It did look sexy. On a table beside the bed was a vase with fresh flowers that filled the room with their scent. The open note on them read "Happy Birthday, wish I was there." I picked up the phone and called home. John answered immediately.
"Happy Birthday sexy."
I laughed. "Thank you John. I' m all dressed up and nowhere to go. What do you expect me to do without you around?"
"I was hoping for a little phone sex. I packed your favorite vibrator and I'm laying here naked on our bed stroking my cock dreaming about what you're wearing."
"Really," I purred in as low voice. "Describe it to me," he replied.
"Well let's see. You know I'm wearing your favorite outfit. I know you arranged for that hot bath so I'm clean and relaxed. I'm not wearing any perfume but the flowers smell great. The room is great. It's got large bay windows. The view of the skyline from the tenth floor is spectacular. So I'll just stand here by the window and tell you what I'm doing."
"Can anybody see in the room," John asked?
"Well there is a building close by just slightly off to the side. Somebody might be able to see me but I' m not sure. How about I just flash my tits and see if I get any reactions? You've always said I should be more voyeuristic."
"So tell me what you're doing. I want details, lots of details. "
I'm slowly peeling down the shirt over my left tit. You can see the top of my nipple now. So could anybody looking out the other building. I can't do both tits at the same time because I'm holding the phone. By the way I've never seen a wireless phone in a hotel room, did you arrange that?"
"Yes, it's also got hands free so put it down and then you can use both hands and move around."
I put the phone on a table and walked back to the window were I confirmed John could hear me. He listened while I described what I was doing.
"I'm pulling down the top like you do so both tits are exposed. I'm hot so I'm going to cool them down by pressing them against the cool window. It makes my nipples hard. Anybody watching would see them pressed flat against the glass. I wish your hot lips were attached to them. They need to be sucked. All I can do is stroke them and cup my hands under my breasts wishing it was your hands. "
John said nothing but I could hear his breath as I moved from the window to the couch and sat down. I explained in as sultry a voice as I could how I was now leaning back into the couch legs spread wide. He moaned low when I told him my hands where pretending they were his as they roamed down over my belly to my legs.
"John, I'm spreading them wide for you. Now my fingers are caressing my clit and sinking ever so slightly inside me. It's getting wet. My fingertips are covered in my juices and the inside of my belly is growing warm. I wish your fingers were there John. There longer and thicker and they feel so strong when you part my pussy"
"Sounds like the start of an enjoyable night babe," John said. "I can picture you leaning back with your tits out and fingers between your legs. If I was there I would take out your vibrator and give you all twelve inches. I know you like the size."
"Yes, but it's not the same as a real cock. I prefer your real cock in me. It's hot and harder. And usually you pound me harder than when I just slide the vibrator in and out."
"Right now it's all you've got."
"You're a wicked man John. Alright, I've got it and I'm back in the couch with my legs spread wide. It's turned on low now. Can you hear it? I'm sliding it length wise all up and down my pussy. My nipples are really sticking out now. They always do when you suck them or I vibrate my entire clit. It feels soooooo good. It tingles and makes my belly fell like a bowl of jelly. I know when I stick it in me I'm going to start to quiver and shake. Picture me shaking John. Picture me as I slide the end just inside me and turn up the vibrator."
John groaned out his reply. " Ohhhh yaaaa, I can picture that! I love watching that. It's so sexy to see as I push it slowly deep into you. And watching you as your belly starts to quiver. Are your eyes closing? Are your lips quivering? They usually do when I turn it up and slide it slowly deeper."
I nodded my head forgetting John could not see as I slid the vibrator deeper. He knew me well. I did close my eyes and my lips were pursed as I tried to concentrate on the shivering device that was electrifying my inside s. John did get the benefit of me beginning to moan.
"Ohhh this feels so good John. It's almost half way in. I'm twisting it around. Turning it back and forth, clockwise, and counter clockwise, you can't do that with your cock! You know what I mean. Like you do with me only you slide it and in and out fast while you're turning it. Sometimes that gets to be too much. A girl likes to be filled slowly and steadily with a real cock. It's ssooooo good when you just slowly sink deeper and deeper."
"So you really need a big cock now do you?"
"All girls fantasize about huge cocks now and then John. There liars if they tell you otherwise."
"True, you have told me that's a fantasy of yours. But you've never tried it."
"I'd never cheat on you," I replied.
"Sounds like it's time for your birthday present."
The vibrator stayed on inside me but I stopped moving it. There was an odd note to John's voice. I waited to see what he had to say next.
"Are you ready? Put aside the vibrator and answer the door."
"What, there's nobody there." I froze when I heard the knock at the door to my room. "Go answer the door. It's your birthday present. Take the phone with you."
I pulled the vibrator from my swollen pussy reluctantly and grabbed the phone. Stopping before the door I smoothed out my skirt and put my tits back in my shirt. Then I opened the door. There stood a dark haired young man of about twenty. He was taller than John by a few inches making him over six feet. He wore a tight t-shirt and jeans that showed a muscular body. He just stood there and said nothing.
"Well," said John. "What do you think of your birthday present "?
Embarrassment was my first reaction because of my outfit. I thought about slamming the door in his face but this young man smiled and looked me in the eyes. They were a deep piercing blue, the same as John. In fact those deep blue eyes had been what first attracted me to John.
I stood there unable to take my eyes off his figure.
"Well, invite him in," John said. Wordlessly I stepped back and the young man stepped inside and shut the door. We stood staring at each other.
"John. Are you saying you want me to fuck this man," I whispered tentatively into the phone.
"You always said it was a fantasy of women to fuck a man with a big cock. I picked this guy out special just for you. He's a body builder. All muscle. I've not met him but I'm told he's over eleven inches long when hard and almost eight inches in circumference. That's four inches longer than me and almost twice as thick as me or your vibrator."
Despite my fear I felt my belly quiver and my pussy juices flow at that description. My mind raced with anticipation, fear and shame. I stood not sure what to say.
"John, I don't want to cheat on you."
