It has been three weeks since Ronni's big turnaround and life has been great! Every day Ronni wakes me with a good morning blow job and swallows every drop of my cum. In the evenings it's just as good. We are fucking every night and she is practically insatiable. I didn't think that it could get any better, but I was wrong.
Friday was my birthday and Ronni and I had decided to go out to eat at a nice restaurant then come home and spend the rest of the weekend in bed (or shower, or on the kitchen floor, or wherever) fucking like teenagers.
I went in to work and was greeted by everyone I saw with "Happy Birthday Stan!" At lunch we had the customary cake in the break room and then it was back to business as usual. At about four o'clock my secretary Margie came into my office and said "Stan, Ronni is on line one and she sounds very happy. I'm glad that she finally got out of that funk she was in. You must be really happy too."
"You have no idea how happy I am Margie. Thanks."
I waited to pick up the phone so I could watch Margie walk out of the office. Now, I've never cheated on Ronni, but if I was going to, it would be with Margie. She is 45 years old, about 5'10" tall, red hair and would be considered a bbw. She's built a lot like Ronni only taller. When she's at work, Margie dresses very conservatively, wearing long skirts or pants, low heeled shoes or flats, her hair is always pulled up in a bun and she wears glasses. When she's away from the shop, it's like looking at a completely different woman. She always wears skirts and they come up over her knees. She's always in high heels; her hair is down to frame her very pretty face and she wears contacts. My favorite thing about Margie though is that no matter where she is, she always has her nails painted a fire engine red. There were many nights when Ronni was going through her tough time that I would sit in my office at home and jerk off just imagining those perfectly manicured hands wrapped around my cock.
I shook that image from my mind, picked up the phone and said "Hello you sexy little nympho! To what do I owe the great pleasure of hearing your beautiful voice?"
"I just thought I'd call and see if you are ready for your birthday weekend. I have a big surprise for you."
"Honey, I don't think you could surprise me any more than you did three weeks ago." I replied.
"I wouldn't be so sure of that if I was you." She said
"Oh, I'm sure"
"Wanna bet?"
"Sure" I said "What's the wager?"
"If I surprise you more than I did three weeks ago, you have to do something special for me. If I don't, then I'll do anything you want. Do we have a deal?"
"You'll do anything I want? No questions asked?"
"Anything you want." She said "No questions asked."
"Deal!"
With that, Ronni giggled and hung up the phone.
Ronni's call had made me super horny so I decided to go home early and get the weekend started. Just as I rose to leave Margie came in. She just stood there for a second staring at me and I sat down fast but I don't think I was fast enough because I could see her blush behind her glasses. Margie reminded me that I had an appointment with a paper supplier in ten minutes that I couldn't miss. I suffered through the meeting then, telling Margie that I was going home, I left.
When I got home I had the biggest hard on of my life and couldn't wait to give every inch of it to my wife. I went inside and found Ronni in our bedroom and practically attacked her. She pushed me away saying that we'd have plenty of time for that later. She told me to take a shower and get dressed because we had dinner reservations and she wanted to get there early so she could have a couple of drinks at the bar and maybe a dance or two before we ate.
I showered, shaved and got dressed in my navy pinstripe which I know is Ronni's favorite. When I came out of the bedroom and saw Ronni I almost said to hell with dinner and took her right there. She was wearing a hot little red dress that came just above her knees, red stockings and red heels that must have been 4 inches. The dress was cut low with spaghetti straps and pushed her breasts up and almost out of the top. To say she was sexy was an understatement.
I grabbed Ronni and kissed her, rubbing my hands down her back and cupping her ass. She moaned into my mouth and I squeezed her ass hard. Ronni broke the kiss and said "Relax lover, we have all weekend. If you keep this up we won't even make it out of the house and then your birthday surprise will be ruined."
"If you mean the surprise party at the shop I already know about it."
"WHAT?" she yelled "Which motherfucker told you? I'll castrate the son of a bitch!"
"Relax" I told her, "Nothing happens at that shop that I don't know about." She gave me a doubtful look and I said "OK, I overheard some people talking about cleaning up and coming back in. Since it's my 40th birthday, I put two and two together. I wasn't absolutely sure until just now."
Ronni relaxed a little then gave me a sly smile and said "I hate that you know about the party but at least you don't know all of your surprises." With that she gave me a wink, turned and walked out the door. I stood there mesmerized by her swaying ass until she stopped and said "Well come on. They won't wait forever."
We got into the car and started driving. After five minutes of driving my cell phone rang. I answered it and listened as Margie told me that there was a problem at the shop and asked if I could stop by for a few minutes. I told her I would be there shortly and hung up. I turned to Ronni and said "I guess that's how you planned to get me there for the big party, huh?" She just laughed and nodded.
We arrived at the party and I acted surprised. Everyone had a great time and since the shop was closed until Monday many of my employees took full advantage of the open bar. One person that I noticed spending a lot of time getting refills was Margie. Of course, the reason I probably noticed her more than everyone else was that she looked absolutely amazing.
Margie was wearing a form fitting black dress that showed off every delicious curve. She had on black stockings and black heels that made her at least 6' 2" tall. I remember thinking that she was dressed very similar to Ronni and that got my cock harder than ever.
As the party wound down Ronni came to me and said "I'm worried about Margie"
"Why?" I asked
"She's had way too much to drink and can't drive herself home. I'm going to call her a cab."
I said that that was fine, I'd just make sure that everything was locked up. Ronni came back and said that, due to it being a Friday night and a lot of people using cabs, it would be at least an hour or more. SHIT! That was going to seriously screw up my plans.
I thought for a minute and said "Call them back and tell them to forget it. We'll just take her to our house and she can sleep it off in the downstairs guest room."
"What about our plans?"
"Not a problem" I said "She'll pass out and since we are on the second floor and the other side of the house she won't hear a thing."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, It'll be alright."
We loaded Margie into our back seat and began our drive home. While I drove Ronni scooted closer to me and began rubbing my crotch. She said "Just thinking about the possibility of Margie hearing us fuck upstairs has got me so wet."
"Really?" I asked
"Yes" she said "see for yourself." She grabbed my hand and slid it up under her dress. I then got, what must have been, my first birthday surprise. Ronni wasn't wearing any panties. I ran a finger up and down her slit getting it wet. When it was properly lubed, I shoved it into her pussy. She threw her head back and began to moan.
I looked in the rear view mirror to make sure that Margie was still passed out. What I saw almost made me run off of the road. Margie's dress must have ridden up while we got her into the car and was now bunched around her waist. This, coupled with the angle in which she was sitting, gave me a clear view between her legs. Just like Ronni, Margie wasn't wearing any panties and I could see every inch of the second prettiest pussy to grace my life.
First thing I noticed was the tuft of bright red hair at the top of her slit trimmed into a perfect triangle. Below that was the largest clit I have ever seen. As my eyes wandered lower I could see her puffy lips and between them I saw what looked like a flowing river. The night just kept getting better. The rest of the way home I fingered Ronni and stole peeks of Margie whenever I could.
We arrived home and, pretending not to notice her totally exposed pussy, I helped Ronni get Margie into the house and deposited her in the spare bedroom. Ronni told me to go on upstairs and get ready while she made Margie comfortable and she'd be up in a moment.