I looked down at my phone, surprised to see your girlfriend, Lily’s, name flash across the screen. You were one of my closest friends and while we and I spoke almost daily, it was a rare occurrence for me to hear from her.
Little did I know the reason for her call, or the butterflies she was feeling as she dialled my number.
“Hey Lily,” I answered, asking, “what’s up?”
I could sense her nervousness immediately, as she tentatively started, “hi Jessica. You know it’s Dave’s birthday this weekend, right?”
I tried to stifle my groan, but it escaped before I could stop it. Some friend I was – I had agreed a few weeks ago to visit you over the weekend but had completely forgotten it was your birthday – and so had also forgotten to get you a present. Given that we were now only a few days out, it was going to be a push to get something suitable, rather than a last-minute gift.
“Thanks for the reminder, Lil, I had totally forgotten. I’ll sort something out – do you have any suggestions, is there anything he wants?” I asked.
“Well actually,” she started, the nervousness now even more evident, “I wanted to run an idea past you.”
I was curious. You and I talked about anything and everything, and Lily knew it. There was never any cause for hesitation or nervousness in our discussions, and nothing that couldn’t be said. So why was she nervous?
I would never have guessed the birthday surprise that lovely Lily had concocted.
* * *
Sundays were for your day for gaming, so Lily was unsurprised to walk into the bedroom to find you intensely focused on the television.
“Dave?” she asked tentatively, trying to gauge whether she could pull your attention from the game for a moment.
“Mmm?” you responded, still focussed on the screen.
“I have a surprise for you for your birthday,” Lily continued, quietly.
The game paused, the room suddenly surprisingly silent. You turned to her, clearly startled.
“A surprise?” you asked, concerned.
She nodded at you, watching you carefully, trying to gauge your reaction.
“But I don’t like surprises,” you continued, a note of frustration in your voice.
She again nodded.
“Do you trust me?” she asked.
You looked at her sceptically for a moment, but couldn’t deny; you trusted your girlfriend implicitly, and nodded your confirmation.
“Then do pendik escort you trust me when I tell you that you’ll like this surprise?” she continued.
With considered hesitation, you slowly answered, “yes.”
“OK,” she said as she smiled and turned to exit the room.
“Hang on,” you called after her with alarm, asking “what’s the surprise?”
You were met with silence, left with your imagination running wild to wonder what your girlfriend had planned.
* * *
Most of the guests had arrived and gone, and those few left had an obvious drunken happiness as they milled around the backyard, talking between themselves. Your birthday party had been going most of the night and was almost over. The buzz you’d had earlier having long worn off, you searched Lily out and stole her away for a short moment; the first opportunity you’d had to speak to her all night.
Finding Lily standing in the kitchen, seeming to take a moment to herself to catch her breath, you walked up and wrapped your arms around her from behind, your face nuzzled into her neck.
“How are you?” you ask, as you pressed a kiss to her neck.
Lily smiled and tilted her neck away, giving you more access, as she wrapped her arms over yours.
“I’m good. Have you enjoyed your night?” she asked, leaning back against you.
You nodded against her, looking over her shoulder through the window into the backyard.
“I have. It’s been good to see everyone. I’m a bit disappointed that Jessica couldn’t make it this weekend though,” you answered.
Lily was pleased to have been facing away from you, saved from you seeing her blush furiously.
“It is,” she agreed, continuing, “I’m sure we can arrange a catch up soon, so it’s not too long before we see her.”
You smiled at her; she was ever patient with our close friendship, and both of us were beyond grateful to her for that. Little could you have imagined, in that moment, how much closer the friendship would get.
* * *
The party drew to a close, and you closed the door after waving goodbye to the last few stragglers. You could hear them standing by your front door, continuing their conversation as they waited for their Uber.
Turning away from the door, you once again found Lily in the kitchen, tidying up from the night.
“It’s good to see them all … but tuzla escort I’m glad it’s just us left,” you said as you entered the kitchen.
Not responding, Lily turned to you, a cheeky smirk spreading across her face. You looked back at her, curious, and raised an eyebrow, waiting for an explanation.
An endearing blush spread across her cheeks as she began, “your birthday surprise is ready.”
You were startled; she seemed excited about this, but you hated surprises, and couldn’t imagine anything that would change that.
“How about it waits ’til morning?” you asked warily, hoping to delay the inevitable.
Lily took your hand and pulled you into the hallway, toward your bedroom. Standing at the entrance to your bedroom, she stopped you, taking a brief moment of intimacy to press a soft kiss to your lips.
Looking you deep in the eye, she explained, “you’re not going to want to let it wait. Trust me.”
Resigned, you nodded, and watched the door swing open. You peered around her with anticipation, wondering what she could’ve planned that had her so confident.
* * *
Your jaw dropped the moment you saw me looking up at you. I met your eyes and saw such shock that I knew it would take a moment for you to say anything. I flicked my eyes over to Lily and winked; she grinned back at me, pleased at your reaction to her naughty idea.
I had initially been hesitant when Lily had called; but I had to admit, her idea was a turn on, and something I had thought about often. It took little convincing, my only reservation being a sincere hope that this was something you wanted too.
I looked back at you watching me, all doubt suddenly erased as your surprise turned into a dark hunger as you drank in the sight of me. Although I had called earlier to apologise for my absence from the evening’s festivities, I was now kneeling in the middle of your bedroom floor, my knees touching with palms pressed against my thighs, my back straight and chest pressed forward, and my head bowed slightly as my dark brown eyes looked up at you.
My pose alone was not entirely provocative but taking in the thigh high black lace top stockings, suspended by a black garter belt, my bare pussy and a black lace bra, together with my mere presence in your bedroom, your mind couldn’t help but race as to the possibilities.
You maltepe escort looked between Lily and me, a mix of shock and curiosity.
“What’s going on?” you asked.
This time, the flush creeped over both of our cheeks’, suddenly uncertain as to whether you’d be ok with the agreement we’d reached.
“Well, you know how much you like getting head…and you’ve mentioned how much Jessica likes giving,” Lily started, reminding you that she was aware of how open our communication had been.
“So, Lily suggested that maybe I can finally follow through on the birthday blow-job I promised you years ago…if that would be ok?” I asked, looking back and forth between you and Lily, slightly nervous that a line had been crossed. Your relationship with Lily was strong and took priority, and neither of us would do anything in this room that would jeopardise that.
You looked at me, startled, then nodded slightly and looked back to Lily. You approached her, asking, “this was your idea?”
She smiled back at you cheekily, answering, “yes. I thought it would be a sexy surprise for you. Is it an ok surprise?”
You laughed abruptly. “Yes. Yes, this is an ok surprise. Are you sure you’re ok with this?”
She kissed you deeply and nodded, pleased that you were finally reacting positively.
With that you turned and rounded on me, circling me as you asked, “what are the boundaries?”
My head was bowed as I looked up at Lily, waiting for her to explain.
“Well, this was mainly about you getting head…but Jessica sets the boundaries. There are only two rules; you can’t fuck her, and she has to taste your cum,” Lily said.
This time, Lily was met with looks of shock from both of us. I knew about the no fucking rule and wasn’t prepared to cross that line myself – but the knowledge that I had to taste your cum was news to me, and something that sent a jolt to my already damp pussy.
You rounded to stand in front of me and asked, “Jessica?”
My head bowed, I raised my eyes to look at you, awaiting your question.
“I understand the rules,” you said, asking, “what are your boundaries?”
This was something I had put a lot of thought into since the phone call from Lily; I was very open minded and curious, but inexperienced and somewhat hesitant. Regardless, I had been reminding myself that this was for your birthday.
“Aside from the rules, there are none,” I said, softly, my eyes dropping in submission.
The room was briefly filled with silence, before you asked, “are you sure?”
I nodded my confirmation, my eyes firmly lowered. I could almost hear the smirk spreading across your face.
* * *
To be continued…