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A Birthday Request
My wifeís birthday was coming up, and before I could ask her what she wanted, she told me. She asked for my permission to spend one intimate night with a friend of hers, a male. I wasnít sure what this meant, and she noticed the confusion on my face. She explained she was asking instead of going behind my back. What could I do, but say yes? When the night came, she spent most of the day getting ready. I hadnít seen that level of excitement in her for years. She wore an ultra-mini skirt with a blouse and blazer. She kissed me before she left. He drove to our house and picked her up at 6:00 p.m. I watched her go out, and he opened the door for her. She slid into his car with her skirt riding up high. I waited up and, at 2:00 a.m., his car pulled up in front of our house. She started to get out, but then stopped and closed the door. I was watching from a side window. She didnít get back out for almost an hour. When she did get out, she got out of the back seat holding her blazer in one hand, her sandals in the other. When she came in, she smiled at me and said thanks for a great birthday. I asked her if they just made love. She told me no, they just had sex for the third time that night. -Derek, 35
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