When you reach your 60's, the one day you tend to dread is your birthday. Not a fun day as when younger. Even though you can't help but be thankful to have made it another year, it's a reminder you're getting ever closer to the eventual visit by the grim reaper.
With that said, for my birthday my husband Walter would most likely take me out for dinner with friends to "celebrate". Been kind of a ritual the past few years, along with some mandatory birthday sex. With that in mind I showered and prettied myself up for an evening out. I even dug through my lingerie draw for some fishnet thigh highs, garter, and thong to wear. All black, but decided against wearing a bra for a change. For a dress, I chose one that was short and a bit clingy, but not excessively so in either case. Although it did cling enough to expose the outline of my bare nipples. Plus it displayed a little more cleavage than normal for me, although I'm not very big busted to begin with. 36B so the amount of cleavage one would see would be minimal. Especially since my breasts sag a bit due to the inevitable toll gravity has on things over time.
Just as I finished getting ready Walter arrived home from work, albeit a bit later than usual. When he saw I was all "dolled" up he said..."I should have called. I've got something else in mind for your birthday this year than going out to dinner."
"And what would that be?"
"It's a surprise. And I think you'll enjoy it more than dinner at your favorite restaurant. At least I'm hoping you will. Be different for sure."
"So when do I get this "surprise" as you call it?"
"Soon. But let's have a drink first. Been a long day. By the way, you look terrific. Love the dress, and the fishnet stockings and high heels are a nice touch. But how unusual for you not to be wearing a bra. You must be feeling "frisky" today. And if I was a betting person I'd wager you have something even sexier on under that pretty dress. Garter and thong would be my guess."
"You know me too well."...I replied.
While Walter had a beer and yours truly a glass of wine he somewhat explained the "surprise" for my birthday, but didn't go into much detail. The most he would reveal was I had be undressed for it, which I assumed could mean only one thing.
So into the bedroom we went where I removed the dress. When he saw my black thong and garter he said to leave them on along with the stockings and high heels since I looked simply delicious in them. Then he asked me to lie on the bed and wait until he returned with the "surprise". Strangely he closed the door behind him when he left. Obviously he didn't want me to hear whatever he was up to.
Typically I'm not one for surprises. Truth be known, I hate surprises, but figured I'd let things play out for Walter's sake. Besides, since I was on the bed just dressed in my under things confirmed the "surprise" would have something to do with sex. Which wouldn't be bad. When in your 60's, there's rarely such a thing as "bad" sex.
As I laid there twiddling my thumbs all kinds of thoughts were going through my mind about what the "surprise" would be. I even found myself getting horny as my imagination ran wild. Next thing I knew my hand found its way inside my thong and I began fingering my clit in anticipation.
I don't know how long Walter was gone, but before I knew it I was about to orgasm from masturbating. Just when I was the bedroom door opened and in walked Walter with Bill and David behind him...and all were stark naked. Boy was I surprised.
"Oh my"...I said. "What do I owe this honor?"
That's when Walter explained he got the idea for my birthday "surprise" when I mentioned during our foursome with Bill and Rita how after having fulfilled one fantasy of a double ass-fucking I was fantasizing about being ass-fucked three times consecutively. He didn't know if I was serious or not, but figured he'd take a chance and arrange it for me. Same as he did with my double ass-fucking.
He also said it was a good excuse to introduce Bill and David. But little did he know at the time they already knew each other. Which was a blessing since it gave him the opportunity to float the idea of having a "sixsome" as Rita called it. Group sex actually, which Bill and David thought was a great idea, but felt both Rita and Cindy needed to be brought onboard. So it was left to be discussed first chance when we were all together.
In ending he said..."Here we are. Three cocks willing and able to fulfill your fantasy."
I asked where Rita and Cindy were.
"I'm glad you asked."... Walter replied. "They're home. They figured this was your special day and "surprise" and didn't want to intrude, but asked if I could video things for them if you didn't mind."
After giving it some thought I said..."Why not. Be a fun video to watch at a later time."
At least I hoped it would be.