My partner Tiff has always been a very supportive partner and lover. And she seems to have the super power of gift giving. So when my 35th birthday rolled around, I knew she’d have something memorable - and sexy - in mind for her man.

She had just started a new high-paying corporate job a few weeks before my birthday, so I wasn’t surprised that her mind was pre-occupied for the days leading up to my birthday. Plus, I usually am not one to celebrate my birthday much anyway. A small gathering of friends, with good drinks and cake is all I ever need. So when the day of my birthday rolled around and I hadn’t heard much in the way of plans from her, I wasn’t worried.

She was on a work call until 5:30, at which point she told me she needed a few minutes to get ready, and then we could start the celebration.

“Why don’t you head down the street to Joe’s On The Corner and order yourself a Manhattan?” Tiff said, “I’ll text you when I’m ready!”

This was exciting! Ready for what? I felt a slight jolt of energy run up and down my spine. I smacked her on her tight ass - covered with cute pajama bottoms - and kissed her on her cheek on my way out.

Sitting at the bar, sipping my cocktail, I couldn’t help but wonder what was in store. More than likely, she was planning a wonderful night filled with a few of my close friends. But what if she wasn’t? What if she had bigger plans in mind?

Tiff and I were always highly connected in the bedroom. She was the most “Good, Giving and Game” woman I had ever met. Enthusiastic, with a highly responsive body and very vocal. I loved that I could get her nipples hard as a rock with a slight kiss to her neck, and when she started sucking my dick, her pussy would begin to soak instantly.

We had experimented with other couples with great success. I loved watching her with other men and women, and I think she enjoyed watching me, too. My cock was starting to get thick just thinking of her.

At that moment, seemingly out of nowhere, a woman stood next to me and asked if the seat next to me was taken. I quickly replied “No”, looking around the bar for the first time to notice that it was the only open seat.

She sat down, and braced herself on my thigh with her hand and as she slid in. She had to have felt my dick through my slacks, but her face gave away nothing. It was just then that I received a text from Tiff.

“Almost ready… ;)” with an attached picture. She was standing in front of the mirror, dressed in a sexy piece of lingerie I had never before seen.

It was a yellow bra with a clasp in front, an underwire which accentuated her perky breasts, and just enough sheer fabric to show her fully erect nipples. The thong was sitting high on her waist, showing off her luscious hips and tight thighs, also with the perfect amount of sheer to put her brown pussy hair on display. My cock was fully hard with anticipation.

I must have kept the picture open too long, because I caught the stranger next to me looking. Embarrassed, I clicked the lock button and put my phone away.

“Who’s that?”, the stranger asked.

“Oh, sorry about that. That’s my partner, Tiff. She’s getting ready for my birthday tonight”, I replied.

“You’re a lucky man, I’m jealous.” She exclaimed.

“Thank you, I am very lucky!”, I agreed.

It was at this moment that I noticed the stranger’s outfit for the first time. I must have been so distracted by what was to come, that I hadn’t noticed the way her long blonde hair draped down nicely over her large firm breasts. She was wearing a tight black body suit tucked in to dark jeans, and a couple inches of heels on. I noticed she wasn’t wearing wedding ring, instead opting for a pineapple ring on her right hand.

“I like your ring” I offered, “My partner and I are big fans of pineapples.”

“Oh yeah?” She replied, “I’m Sandra! Are you in the lifestyle?”

“We are - casually. We love to meet nice people and couples and play a few times a year”, I added.

“I’m meeting up with some friends tonight, but you and Tiff should give me a ring some time” as she offered her number. Her hand having found its way back to my thigh and cock. This time it was no accident

“I think we’ll do that!”, I exclaimed. “So great to meet you Sandra…”

Buzz Buzz

Just then, I received another text from Tiff.

“I’m ready, come on home. You’ve got a 🥃 waiting for you”

I closed out my tab, said goodbye Sandra, and headed home.

As I approached home, I noticed several unfamiliar cars out front. I didn’t recognize any of them as belonging to any of my close friends. As I unlocked the front door and headed up stairs to our unit, I could hear a cacophony of male voices, as well as some lo-fi music playing.

“This could be interesting”, I thought to myself.

To be continued…