I want to greatly thank Talynnda for her help in editing this story!
For sake of continuity, you may wish to read my "Anniversary Surprise" before reading this story. All the characters are of legal age.
My name is Bob, and I have an interesting problem. My problem is the result of the law of unforeseen consequences. I "solved" problem "One" (a birthday gift) and in so doing created an even worse problem "Two" (the possible destruction of my marriage of twenty years).
Let me set the stage: My wife, Sharon, had set up a special twentieth anniversary party for us. Little did I know that she and her friends, were the owners of Elsa's Dungeon, Inc. Elsa's Dungeon is a dot com business that has been around for over a dozen years. I had joined the Elsa's Dungeon Club about five years ago. This site is a femdom/male sub site. In other words, in that dungeon the women torment the men. Now, don't get me wrong; people aren't mistreated like in real medieval dungeons, they are placed in physical situations that bring them pleasure. Now, their pleasure may require some minor pain, but to them, it is pleasure. In some ways it is very hot to see! Anyway, what I didn't know could hurt me. Unknown to me, for our anniversary, my wife set me up as the male slave who was to be tormented.
My original problem (problem One) was for me to, lovingly, even the score. I'd been wracking my brain trying to come up with something that I could do to "get even," while giving my wife extreme pleasure. Neither of us had been unfaithful to the other. Let me be more precise, neither of us had had intercourse except with each other since we were married. In other words to that point we had kept the "forsaking all others" at least to the letter of the law. Unfortunately, except for being into femdom, the only other fetish that Sharon had ever mentioned (once) was that she would love to screw her brother Jim while going down on a beautiful woman. Now, this would be uncharted territory! This was the fetish that I hoped to build on for her birthday surprise! This was all new territory for us.
Jim is an interesting guy. I've known Jim for longer than I have known my wife, Sharon. Jim is very successful financially and not so hot when it comes to long term relationships with women. He got his second divorce about three years ago.
I told you Jim was financially well off. Well, he owns a string of restaurants and hotels. Now, these are not "greasy spoon" dives or seedy hotels, these are high class places.
What his ex-wives, and most other people, don't know is that Jim also runs a string of "Gentleman's Clubs"; which is a nice way of saying high class strip joints. I talked to Jim about setting up a surprise for Sharon.
Jim and I worked out a plan where he would bring two beautiful women to the party with him. He also provided a very private, very expensive suite for a playground.
With everything set up I gave Sharon a list of things to do like she had given me on our anniversary. It included letting me shave her pubic hair and really taking a nice long hot bath.
****** later *****
"Are you ready for dinner, babe?"
"Yes, Jim, all I've got to do is grab my purse and we can leave. Where are we going, anyway?"
"You'll see, the food will be wonderful, I guarantee it! I'll go out and warm up the car."
Sharon was sure of where we were going before we got half way.
"You're taking me to Jim's restaurant, aren't you?"
"Well, you are mostly right! Just wait and see."
When we arrived I steered her to the elevators as opposed to the restaurant this confused her.
"We're going to have dinner, aren't we? If so, why are we taking the elevator?"
"Just be patient, and all things will become clear darling! After all, a birthday surprise is quite fitting, don't you think?"
"You aren't going to try to do something like our anniversary, are you?"
"I promise you that you will find tonight delightful! The food will be excellent, and we won't have any chance of having a crying kid at the next table."
"You're going to have the dinner delivered to a room?"
"Just wait."
As the elevator arrived we got in and I took a key from my pocket. I inserted the key into the elevator's control panel and I turned it. The elevator started to rise. When it stopped the floor indicator showed that we were on floor twenty-one.
"There are only buttons for twenty floors! What is floor twenty-one?"
"It's the presidential suite. There are two bedrooms, a dining room, living room, two bathrooms, a whirlpool bath, a sauna, and a fully stocked bar. As I said, we won't have any noisy kids at the next table."
When we entered the room Sharon said: "Oh, Bob, this is beautiful. How long do we have before we have to leave this gorgeous suite?"
"Oh, I think sign out is at eleven tomorrow morning. Now, don't worry about what you didn't bring. I have had the rooms stocked with almost anything you might need and some things that you will want and need later."
"Huh? What do you mean by that?"
"Just wait and see, babe, just wait and see!"
Moments later I picked up the phone and dialed Jim's office extension.
"Hi, it's us. You can have the chefs start the meal for us."
After a wonderful meal I called and had room service to have the plates cleared away.
It took room service about ten minutes to come up and remove the food carts and the used table linen. We wondered into the bedroom and Sharon saw the new luggage sitting on the bed.
"What's all this?"
"Well, the big one is for opening now, and the two smaller ones are for opening later."
Sharon ran over to the large bag. In it were some very sexy negligees, and peignoirs, along with the normal toothbrush, toothpaste, combs, etc. There were also some satin pajamas and robe for me as well.
"Sharon smiled and turned to look at me. You've thought of everything, haven't you?"
"I hope so, babe, I really hope so. Why don't we get comfortable and try on some of these new clothes?"
It didn't take her long to agree to that! Soon we were dressed in some of the sexy new bedroom attire and had been making out for about half an hour. I got up and went over to one of the littler pieces of luggage and retrieved a small bag. When I got back to the bed Sharon wanted to know what was in the bag. So I showed her the massage oil, body massager, vibrating dildo, the K-Y jelly, and said that there was more for later. She grinned at me with a really lecherous grin that said "thank you" much better than words would have.
I started out by having her lay face down on the bed, with a pillow under her hips. I used the massage oil and really worked the back of her legs and back. Then I switched to the massager. By this time she was all but purring. I told her to spread her legs and proceeded to kiss up and down her inner thighs and finally reached her pussy. I kissed the lips, and then spread them so I could pay attention to her clit. When she was panting, moving her butt in time with my tongue and moaning loudly I slowly inserted the vibrating dildo, still off at this point in time. Between my licking and the dildo's slow pumping Sharon approached her first orgasm. Just as it was obvious that she was going to "go over the edge" I turned on the vibrator. Had we been in a normal hotel room she would probably have woken half the floor. However, Jim had assured me that this floor was "acoustically decoupled" from the rest of the Hotel. In other words it was soundproof.
I continued to drive my wife on to more orgasms until she said:
"Bob, I want you inside me."
"Not quite yet, dear. There is a bit more playing to be done before we go there."
"Oh, but I want it now!"
"Hmmmmm, that I want it now reminds me of something. Do you remember when you drilled holes in the wall so you could watch Jim when he undressed?"
"How did you know,...........You've been talking to Jim haven't you?"
"Yup!"
"Did he tell you that he was so disinterested in me that we never even made out?"
:"Not exactly; you see he was afraid of what your dad would do to him if he even tried to touch you, and boy did he want to touch you!"
"You mean that he had the 'hots for me?'"
"Big time, babe, big time.."
At this point her pussy was obviously very wet.