I Gave Him The Present His Wife Should Have

Birthdays really should be celebrated

I’m the woman your wife or girlfriend worries about.

I like to game, I hang with the guys, and I get along with everyone. Well, all the guys at least. It’s not my fault I’m easy to talk to. From time to time, it gets me into trouble

Just like it did last December.

I was talking to my friend Sam about his upcoming birthday. When I asked him what his plans were, I received a pretty disappointing answer.

“Not much, it’s pretty close to Christmas after all.”

Turns out his wife was working on his birthday for the 3rd year in a row, so he was planning on just spending the day at home. Rather than watch him wallow, I figured I’d take him out for the day. Everyone deserves to have a better birthday than that.

I tried to tell myself I was just being a good friend, and that it had nothing to do with the fact I’d always had a bit of a crush on him.

To my surprise he said yes. I live in apartment by the beach so I invited him to come snorkelling. We had a great and innocent enough time snorkelling by the rocks as I showed him all the local wildlife. As it got into the afternoon and the wind picked up things got a bit chilly so we bailed and headed for my place to change and grab some lunch.

Standing in my lounge room, I turned away from him.

“Mind giving me a hand with my wetsuit, it’s a little hard to reach,” I asked.

“Uh, sure,” I could hear the hesitation in his voice but with a hand on my shoulder, he peeled the zipper slowly down my back.

I felt it inch lower and lower, clearly he wasn’t sure when to stop.

“Thanks hun.” I swept my hair out of the way and started peeling the wetsuit off. I had a bikini on underneath, so it’s not like I was naked. But as I bent over to push the wetsuit down my legs he would have had a pretty good view of my ass.

Without warning I looked over my shoulder, just in time to catch him staring.

“Enjoying the view?”

“I-uh,” he mumbled. Usually he was pretty fast on his feet, but the cat had his tongue.

“It’s ok, tiger,” I replied as his eyes wandered down to thin triangles of my bikini. The cold had my nipples hard enough they were poking at the fabric.

“I should probably get going,” he whispered, but the tent forming in his board shorts said otherwise. “Thanks for a great day out.”

The whole time he spoke, his eyes never left my bikini. Poor guy must have had blue balls the size of Boston. Because he looked at my tits like a thirsty man staring at the last oasis before heading into the desert.

“Heading home so soon? I still haven’t given you your present?”

“Oh, you don’t need to do that,” he replied sheepishly.

I took his hand. “Rubbish. I was going to buy you lunch, but it seems you’d much rather have these instead.”

Before he knew what was coming, I pushed aside the triangle of my bikini and pressed his hand against the warm flesh of my tit.

“Mona,” he gasped, but his hand didn’t move.

“Come on, Sam. It’s not the first time I’ve caught you looking. Don’t worry. I’ll be your present.”

His response fizzled on his lips as his hand started to explore.

“There you go. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone,” I whispered as he helped himself to my other tit, too.

I let him enjoy himself for a few minutes before dropping to my knees and fishing his cock out of his boardies. To my delight he was packing a gorgeous eight inch uncut cock.

It was hard as a rock as I took him in my mouth.

On my knees I gave him the present his wife should have. I soaked that delicious cock in my saliva and when it was ready, I pushed him onto the lounge and rode him cowgirl.

He sucked on my hard little nipples while I rocked back and forth on his hard dick.

My theory about his blue balls seemed pretty accurate because he lasted all of about fifteen minutes before erupting inside me. He was a little embarassed about how long he lasted and the fact I hadn’t come yet, so after I recovered, I took him into my bedroom, bent over the bed and had him give it to me doggystyle while I played with my clit.

Let me tell you, round two was the best sex I’ve had in years. I came twice and the smile he put on my lips is the same one I give his wife each week as she drops him off for games.

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