Anniversary Present
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John was at the stove cooking his breakfast when Aileen walked past, dragging her hand across his butt on her way to the garage.
"I'm going to the store," she sighed, as she did every week.
"Of course you are," he replied sarcastically with a grin.
"Mmmm hm."
"Happy anniversary to you too," he said, still grinning.
"Happy anniversary!"
A short while later he took a quick break, as he always did, to get a drink and check the Find My Friends app on his phone. This time, however, he was surprised to see Aileen was not at the store in the next town, but in a residential area only a few miles away. He didn't think anything of it until he checked again and found her in the same place, almost an hour later.
He was washing dishes when he heard her car pull into the driveway. He turned off the water and dried his hands, and greeted her with a kiss as she came in through the garage, reaching down to grab her butt. As he caressed and squeezed that perfect ass he realized something wasn't right. He gave it a firm smack as she walked off and he thought to himself, No panty lines?
- -
Aileen drove to the house herself, bringing her cellphone with her rather than leave it and her car in the store parking lot to ride home with him as she had each time before. Today would be the last time, she remembered, so it didn't matter if her husband caught on. In fact, it was part of her plan that he should. Why else would she install the app on their phones that would give away her secret? She was sure he would use it. And sure what he would be thinking about for the rest of the day.
She pulled into the driveway and began preparing herself. She looked all around her through each window and, when she was sure no one was around to see her, pulled off her shirt and bra, placing them in her lap. She then reached over the center console, pulled on the large coat that was resting on the passenger seat, and zipped it all the way up to her neck. Finally, she slipped off her sneakers to remove her pants, leaving only her tiny leopard print panties. She was ready. She put her clothes on the passenger seat, jammed her cellphone into her pocket, and headed for the front door.
As she stepped onto the porch she was overcome with nerves. This was bold even for her. She still wasn't fully comfortable with the role of seductress, especially in this capacity. Never mind. She rang the doorbell and waited. Soon she heard a shuffling behind the door, and as she heard the locks moving and knob turning, she unzipped her coat. As the door cracked, she placed her hands in her pockets and casually opened her coat to reveal herself. She was surprised and giggled to herself when she saw the man behind the door was not who she'd expected.
"Mike!" the man called, "Your girl is here!"
Steve wasn't surprised to see Aileen. He'd met her a number of times when she came to the house with his roommate. He was surprised, however, to be seeing so much of her. He flashed her a mischievous smile as he caught himself staring. He hoped she didn't mind. Until, that is, he realized she still hadn't closed her coat.
In fact, she didn't mind at all. After the initial shock, she was relieved at the convenient stroke of luck. She looked into his eyes and smiled back. Then she heard footsteps and looked over to see Mike coming down the hall. Steve noticed his roommate approaching and turned to walk out. Just then, Aileen reached out and grabbed him by his belt, her fingers brushing against his groin, and pulled him closer. As he turned back to face her, he watched as she shifted her gaze from his eyes down to his crotch and licked her lips.
- -
Aileen handed her husband his gift, a small box, nicely wrapped in glossy white paper with a red ribbon and huge matching bow. They'd just returned home from a late steak and seafood dinner, and John was sitting at his desk catching up on email. He took his time opening it, taking care to preserve the wrapping.
"Just open it!" she barked.
"Fiiiiiine," he sighed back.
John gave his wife a disapproving look, tore off the remaining paper, and opened the box. Crumpled inside were Aileen's leopard print panties, his favorite. On top of them was a single tube of lipstick. John picked it up, looking puzzled. As he pulled on the cap, it brought the colored stick with it to reveal a USB flash drive.
"What's this?" he asked.
"Your present," she replied.
He plugged the drive into his laptop and began inspecting its contents. As he did, Aileen turned down the hall.
"I'm taking a shower," she said.
John didn't answer, too wrapped up in his new distraction. On the flash drive, he found twelve folders, each named for a month of the year. He clicked into April and saw several pictures and a video file. Still looking puzzled, he clicked on a picture and saw the image of his wife, lying on her back naked, on a bed he did not recognize. He could tell by its color, that the cock inside her was not his.
As she showered, Aileen thought about what her husband was doing right now. Was he angry or was he jacking off? She knew him well enough to be sure it was the latter. After all, it was, once again, his idea. She remembered the conversation this time last year, a few weeks before their anniversary.
"What do you want?" she asked him as she did every year.
"Unlimited power!" he joked.
"I mean for your gift, dork!"
She was surprised when he didn't reply with his usual request for, "Nothing."
"I want you to fuck another guy," he answered.
"Be serious," she complained.
"I am serious! That's what I want!"
"Mm-hm."
"And if you want, you can give me a video."
"No."
"A picture?"
"No."
"Just tell me about it!"
"Whatever."
She got him a t-shirt. But she knew he was serious, and she knew he would nag her about it from now on. Then it came to her. The perfect gift for her perfect perv. It would take her a year to make it, but oh what a year it would be.
John was still in his office clicking through folders, taking it all in, trying to contain himself. Then he thought back to that morning. He'd been thinking about it all day; how could it have slipped his mind now? He clicked on the folder and felt vindicated when he saw the time stamp on the files. His heart raced at the thought of knowing where his wife had been.
As he clicked through the pictures, he grew increasingly aroused. He couldn't help but rub himself. He saved the video for last. He turned up the volume on his laptop and clicked the play button. Ten seconds later, he already knew this would be the greatest gift he'd ever received.
- -
Aileen stuffed her hand down Steve's pants and found him fully erect. She flashed him a smile as she began stroking him. As he arrived to greet her, Mike was first shocked by Aileen's attire (or lack thereof), then surprised to see her jacking off his roommate. She pulled her cellphone out of her coat pocket and handed it to him. He knew from experience what she wanted him to do.
As Mike began recording, Aileen undid Steve's belt and pulled down his pants and boxer shorts. She took off her coat and tossed it aside, then dropped to her knees and took Steve's hard cock into her mouth. He watched through the screen as her lips moved up and down the shaft, then stepped back to get a wider view of her nearly naked body. He knew the routine: that she was doing this for her husband, that he - and now his friend - were actors in her personal porno. As he watched her kneeling there in her sneakers, those tiny leopard panties sliding down that perfect ass, Steve's cock deep in her mouth, he wondered if John would be as hard as he was now.
Aileen glanced over to see Mike rubbing the bulge in his sweat pants. "Bring that over here," she commanded.
He obeyed and continued recording as she alternated between them, stroking one while she sucked the other. After several turns, Steve made his move. As she turned to face Mike, he backed out of her grip and reached down to put his hands on her hips. He pulled her up slightly directing her to stand, then bent her over in place, lowering her face to Mike's cock. As she grabbed hold and wrapped her lips around it, Steve pulled her panties down to her knees and pressed against her wet pussy. She let out a muffled moan as he buried his cock inside her in one long thrust.
Mike ran his fingers through Aileen's hair and grabbed it in a bunch at the back of her head, using it to guide her down his cock. He did his best to record the scene with his other hand, reaching out to get a wide shot of her breasts swaying from the motion of Steve's pounding, then moving it in close to capture her deep-throating skills. It always made him harder to think her husband would be watching them later.
As he moved the camera to her face, Aileen grabbed the base of Mike's cock and squeezed tight. She continued to work the tip, bobbing up and down, sucking hard and running her tongue around it with every thrust. It was too much for him.
"You're gonna make me cum," he gasped, pulling back.
"Then cum," she demanded as she jacked him off, inches away from her open mouth.
He kept the camera on her face, recording every second as he came into her mouth. Preserving the moment she swallowed his load with a grin.
"Damn," he moaned, "you're too fucking good!"
Spent, Mike pulled up his sweat pants and took a few steps back to continue his work. Aileen's hands were resting on her knees while Steve stood, fucking her from behind. Finally, she stood up and turned to face him, then threw her arms around his neck. Steve reached around with both hands to grab her butt and lifted her. As he did, she wrapped her legs around him tightly, just above his hips. She breathed a quiet moan as he lowered her onto his cock, then another as he began fucking her. Her moans turned to screams as Steve backed her against the door, fucking her harder and faster.
- -
John's cock was throbbing in his hand as he watched his wife suspended against the door by this stranger, her leopard panties dangling from her left ankle, screaming as she dug her nails into his back. He could hear the man's grunts getting louder as he fucked her harder and harder. Her screams turned to long moans as she dropped her arms and pressed her hands against the door. He'd never seen her cum so hard, or long. She was still cumming when the stranger began pumping his load into her, when John felt the rush through his own body. It seemed to go on forever.
Finally, the thrusting slowed. With each one John saw the cum leak from Aileen's pussy and sent a mental thank-you to the cameraman for his closeup. He watched her pick up her panties and wipe the cum from between her legs. Suddenly, he felt his wife's lips on his neck and saw her hand reach out in front of him over his shoulder. She took the crumpled panties from the box, placed them into the puddle in his lap, and began stroking him as she whispered in his ear.
"Happy anniversary."
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