A Birthday Delight for Your Wife (Patreon)

It’s your wife’s birthday so you’ve come home early from work to surprise her. You have a bouquet of flowers in your hand and you’ve made reservations at her favorite restaurant and you booked at room at the nicest hotel in the city. You slip your key into the lock and try to enter the house as quietly as possible. You want to surprise her. You want to see that delighted look on her face when her husband comes home to make sure she has the happiest birthday possible.

She’s not in the living room or the kitchen. You poke your head into her office and she’s not in there either. Then you hear a giggle from the bedroom. You hear your wife say something but it’s a little too far way for you to make out the words.

You approach with a smile on your face. She’s probably on the phone with her mom. They’re probably talking about what she’s planning on doing for her birthday. Your wife is probably talking about how she can’t wait to see what you have planned.

“Is this for my birthday?” you hear her ask as you get close.

There’s something about her voice that makes you stop in your tracks. You know that tone. You know your wife isn’t talking to her mom.

You take a step closer and hear the sound of kissing. You hear your wife moan. You hear a man moan.

You poke your head into the bedroom and you see your wife and what appears to be a naked man in your bed. You look at her long blonde hair and the curves of her hips as she faces him. He can’t see you either as he’s too busy kissing her.

Your eyes focus on her hand moving up and down in his crotch. You can’t see his cock because the covers are blocking it, but there’s no question your wife is stroking him. She’s giving someone else a handjob in your bed.

“You’re so hard for me,” she says. “Are you going to fuck me on my birthday? Are you going to give me a birthday orgasm?”

“You know I am,” he says.

“Get on your back,” she says. “I want to give you a little present before you fuck me.”

You don’t want to be seen so you move back. You hear them moving in the bed. You hear him moan.

“Oh, fuck,” he says. “Fuck that’s good.”

You hear the sounds of a blowjob. Your wife is giving a blowjob to another man in your bed. She’s giving him a blowjob on her birthday. She’s cheating on you on her birthday. She seems to be getting what she wants for her birthday.

You lean against the wall outside the bedroom and close your eyes. You wonder why your wife is cheating on you. You wonder if you’ve been a complete failure as a husband. You wonder if you’ve left her unsatisfied or if she’s just someone that cheats.

More importantly, you wonder why you’re still standing outside the bedroom. Why haven’t you burst into the room yet? Why haven’t you stopped your wife from cheating on you?

Is it because you want her to be happy more than anything else? Is it because you think she deserves to have a happy birthday? Is it because you can’t bear the thought of the fight you’d have? Is it because you don’t want to ruin her birthday with that fight?

You hear the sound of a handjob. You hear him moan. “Does that feel good?” your wife asks.

“It feels incredible,” he says.

“I’m ready for my birthday fuck,” she says.

He laughs. You hear them moving in the bed again. You hear your wife moan. The sounds of sex fill the air. You lean closer to the door. You feel compelled to look, even though you might get caught. It doesn’t matter. You have to look.

You peak into the room. Your wife is on her back. Her blonde hair is spread out around the pillow. He’s inside her. They’re having missionary sex. It’s not like when you fuck her missionary, though. It’s hard. It’s fast. It’s passionate. They seem desperate for each other. It’s not the kind of comfortable sex a married couple has. It’s the kind of wild, intense, needy sex that two people that are just getting to know each other have. You feel a kind of jealousy you’ve never experienced before.

“Fuck me,” your wife says. “Oh my God, fuck me. Fuck me!”

He fucks her harder as you feel an erection begin to grow between your legs. You’re not sure why and you don’t care. What’s happening in the bed is beautiful in a way you don’t understand. You can’t look away.

“Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!” your wife cries out.

Sometimes she doesn’t even cum when you fuck her. Sometimes you have to finish her with your fingers afterwards. She just came in less than a minute with him inside her.

“Pull out,” she says. “Get on your back. I want to ride that beautiful cock.”

When was the last time she said something nice about your cock? When was the last time you used two positions during sex?

You move away from the door as they switch positions. You hear their movements. You hear your wife moan. You hear him moan. He’s inside her again. Now she’s on top. The bed is moving again. They’re fucking again.

You look down. Your cock is fully erect. It’s making a tent in your pants. You slowly unzip. You pull it out. You wrap your fingers around it. You stroke yourself. It feels good. It feels so much better than when you usually masturbate. You don’t know why, but it does.

It feels wrong to cum. It feels wrong to stand there and masturbate while your wife cheats on you. You decide to walk away. You head to the basement. He won’t come down there and neither will your wife.

You try to think about anything but your wife and the other guy fucking and you fail. You idly stroke your cock for almost an hour. Then you hear people walking upstairs. You hear the front door open. You hear it close. He’s gone.

The basement door opens. Someone comes down the stairs. You turn and see your wife’s bare legs. The rest of her body appears. She’s still naked.

She sees you. She walks towards you. You don’t say anything. You feel like you should hide your cock, but you don’t.

Your wife straddles you on the couch. She guides your cock inside her. She leans down and kisses you. She rides you. You feel something leaking out of her pussy. It’s his cum. It must be. It’s thick and wet.

“I heard you unzip your pants,” she whispers.

She rides you faster. Your feel yourself getting lost in the pleasure.

“It was hotter knowing that you were listening,” she says. “It was so much hotter knowing you were jerking off to it.”

You cum inside her. You add your load to his. You can’t hold back. It’s too pleasurable. You don’t understand it, but it’s enormously pleasurable.

She pulls your head against her chest and holds you tight as your cock pulses inside her.

“Happy birthday,” you say.

“It’s been a very happy birthday so far,” she says. “I’ve gotten everything I wanted.”