About some time, maybe a few years ago, I spent the early hours of my birthday alone, while my wife went out unbeknownst to me. We had been talking about fantasies, and one that I mentioned to her, was her bringing me home a fresh creampie for my upcoming birthday.
Well, I guess the stars aligned just right, because this fantasy came true on one special night. My wife and I had been discussing my upcoming birthday, and how she would like to fulfill the creampie present idea! There was one little problem with making it happen, her last lover, a very well hung man who she had an ongoing sexual relationship with for three years (they had sex at least once a week during this period), had moved away a few months prior, due to a job relocation. She hadn't found anyone new to play with, so the chance of fulfilling this fantasy seemed very unlikely.
My wife works in the medical profession, so she's often on-call, and can be called into work at the hospital at any hour.
A few days before my birthday, she informed me she was on-call the night before my birthday, and might have to work. This didn't seem unusual to me, so it didn't raise any suspicion with me.
That night my wife went to bed around 9:30, and I stayed up to watch a series marathon on Netflix (I'm a night owl). About an hour later, I heard her cell phone ringing in the bedroom, and very shortly afterwards she comes out fully dressed, and says she has to go in. After a brief kiss, she's out the door. As I said, I'm a night owl, and I tend to stay up even later on weekends when she's out on-call, so that I can greet her when she returns.
Around 4am I hear the garage door opening, so I get up to greet her at the door. As soon as she walked in, I knew something wasn't right. Usually when she's been out working this late, she comes in looking exhausted. This time, she walks in bright eyed, well rested, and she had this look on her face that can only be described as extremely satisfied!
The first thing I said to her was, "you weren't at work, were you?" She giggled and said, "no, Ken says hi." By pure chance, Ken, her previous lover, had to come back to town the same weekend as my birthday, to close the sale on his condo. They had been planning this night for weeks. When she "left for work" she really went to his hotel suite, and spent two hours fucking him. Then they fell asleep with his cock still inside of her (which explains why she was both satisfied and rested when she returned home).
A couple of hours later, she woke up to find him hard and gently fucking her again. Once fully awake, things progressed into a hard pounding, passionate third round that lasted the better part of an hour! As soon as he came in her for the third time that night, she dressed, kissed him goodbye, and came straight home.
This was all told to me after she took my hand and led me into our bedroom, took off her clothes, and laid back on the bed. She spread her legs and wagged a finger at me, while saying "I have a gift for you honey. Come and get it, while I tell you about my night!"
Best birthday ever!
I guess it's better, not knowing beforehand. The angst of knowing she's out fucking another man, while you are alone at home, would have to be hard!
Midas & Ann