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From: Leowulf <leowulf@softhome.nospam.net>
Subject: {ASSM} Birthday Present (FM oral rom)
Date: Sun, 24 Nov 2002 14:10:02 -0500
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Birthday Present (FM oral rom)

By Leowulf

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Birthday Present

"Come on, Bob, tell me what it is!"

"What it is, my dear, is a surprise."

Bob held his wife's hand as he drove up into the mountains.  The
BMW handled beautifully, hugging the curves as he accelerated. 
Alice squeezed his hand as he crested the ridge.  It always made
her nervous when he drove fast, especially in winter, with snow on
the road. 

"Oh!"  Alice gasped as the road curved, revealing the sparkling
water of a mountain lake.  Framed by evergreens, it was a picture
of natural beauty.  Bob pulled the shiny black auto over.  He
helped his wife from the car.  Hand in hand, they walked to the
scenic overlook.

"Welcome to Mirror Lake, my love!"  Bob bowed and gestured to the
alpine lake.  "This is a preview of your present."

"Oh, Bob, how lovely!"  

"And now, my dear," Bob looked up into her eyes.  "Mirror Lake has
encountered the only sight lovelier than itself."

"Oh you!"  Alice giggled and pulled Bob to herself, holding him
tightly to her large bosom.  Their lips met, briefly at first, then
longer and more insistently.  Alice buried Bob's face in her golden
hair, kissed the top of his head.  Bob gently slipped out of her
embrace.

"Like I said," Bob smiled up at her rakishly.  "That was only a
preview. Care to see the rest?"

"Well, I'd rather just fuck you right here beside the road, but
you're the boss."

Smiling, Bob took his wife's hand and led her back to the BMW.

About a half hour later, the BMW pulled into the parking lot in
front of the Mirror Lake Lodge, a Swiss style chalet facing the
lake.  It was immense, lovely and enchanting.  "Just like my
Alice," Bob thought.  He opened the door for his wife.  

"Well dear," he smiled.  What to you think?"

"I think it's just like my Bob," she began.  "Highly polished,
well thought out, and much too classy for a country girl!"

Bob held Alice close.  "Nothing's too classy for my country girl."

"Should I get the bags, or can I just fuck you right here?"  Alice
was always unashamedly direct with him.

"Um, might," he stammered.  "Might be too cold, out here in the
snow."

"You're the boss," she said, taking the car keys.  "But you
shouldn't keep a girl waiting on her birthday."

"Don't worry, Birthday Girl."  Bob led his wife to the chalet and
opened the door for her.  "You won't be disappointed."

The lodge was even better looking on the inside.  Alice dropped
the bags as she stood in the entryway.  She gawked openmouthed at
the high ceiling, stone fireplace and sumptuous furnishings.  "Oh
Bob, it looks so ... " she looked at him intently.  "... expensive.
Can we afford this?"

"Nothing's too expensive for you, My dear!"  Bob stood on tiptoes
and kissed the tip of her nose.  Alice smiled briefly but then gave
him that intent stare.

"Yes, my love, we can afford it, this once."  

Alice grunted a satisfied "Okay," and picked up their bags.

As they walked to the counter, Bob mentally added, "I was
wondering what to use those savings bonds for, after all..."

Their room was one of the four delux suites at the top of the
chalet.  On the way there, Alice kept flirting with Bob.  As they
followed the bellboy across the sitting room, she whispered in
Bob's ear how much fun it would be to fuck in front of the fire. 
As they rode up the elevator, she made small talk with the bellboy
while surreptitiously and constantly squeezing Bob's behind.  Bob
was glad he still wore his heavy overcoat, which hid his growing
erection.  "Just who is giving whom the present here?" he wondered
silently. 

He found out after he tipped the bellboy.  As soon as they were
alone, Alice shed her overcoat and helped Bob out of his.  He
kissed her passionately and slipped his arms around her waist. 
Then suddenly she broke from his embrace.  Smilingly wickedly, she
pushed him back against the door of their room.  

"What?" Bob stammered.  "A-Alice, what is it?"

She brushed her lips across his and knelt in front of him.  "It's
a surprise, my love!"

Holding him against the door with one hand, she unzipped and
pulled down his pants with the other.  

Bob reached down to pull his pants back up.  "Dear this isn't the
time-"

"Au contraire, ma chere!"  Alice mimicked one of Bob's favorite
phrases to her.  Smiling mischievously, she gathered his hands in
one of hers.  "Now's the time I say thank you for my present."  She
kissed his exposed stomach.  "And tell you how much I love you." 
She kissed him there again, smiling when again he reflexively
tightened his abdominal muscles.  "There's a lot I want to say to
you, but it'll be kind of difficult, since I'll have your cock in
my mouth."

Keeping Bob pinned to the door, his hands held by one of hers,
Alice grasped the base of his penis with her other hand.  She
Slipped his again erect member into her mouth.  She drew it out
slowly, and captured it once more between her lips.  She repeated
this, expertly teasing his penis with her lips and tongue, until
Bob was squirming and moaning with pleasure.  She licked his penis
like a popcicle, up one side and down the other.  Bob whimpered,
close to orgasm, and Alice closed her lips around his penis and
sucked hard.  She kept sucking as his penis erupted in orgasm, and
only slowed her efforts and freed his penis when his orgasm
subsided.  

Alice let Bob go and he slid exhausted to the floor.  They sat
together in the entryway to their suite, their arms entertwined,
kissing lightly.  Bob could taste himself on his wife's lips.  He
caressed her breasts through her blouse, admiring their weight and
firmness.   "Thank you, my love," he smiled.

"No, darling," Alice kissed him firmly.  "Thank you for my
birthday present.  I like my husband's cock better than birthday
cake any day!"

Alice helped Bob on with his pants and they looked around the
suite. Alice admired the intricately carved woodwork and furniture.
"Bob, this is even fancier than downstairs!" 

"I hope you like it, Birthday Girl.  It's our home this weekend."

Alice pushed Bob down on the bed.  He was crushed between the soft
down comforter and the softer breasts of his wife.  "As long as I
have you and a sturdy bed, I'm happy, lover!"

She kissed him, a long wet kiss, their tongues dancing together. 
She rolled beside him, slipped her hand between his legs, caressed
his penis.  It felt good, but so soon after coming, it was too
sensitive.  "I made reservations, my pet," Bob offered.  "For
dinner in the dining room downstairs."

"Good, you'll need nourishment for when I fuck you later."  Alice
stood. "Have I got time to freshen up?"

Bob nodded and she took one of the bags into the bathroom.  He
heard running water and thought of going to her, but decided to get
ready himself instead.  He changed into his dinner jacket and
shined his shoes.  By the time his wife came out, he was seated at
the polished table, reading their complimentary copy of the _Bear
Valley Gazette_ and listening to NPR from nearby Mountain Falls. 
He looked up at her and forgot his glib comment.  He was speechless
at her beauty.

"Oh Bob, you look so handsome!"  Alice looked him up and down,
sizing him up and appreciating what she saw.  "I could just have
you for dinner!"  She noticed Bob noticing her and twirled, letting
him have a good look at her.  Her hair was up exposing her neck and
the gold hoop earrings he gave her last year.  She wore a white
knit dress, all gausey and lacey, cut far enough at the bosom to
reveal her ample cleavage, slit at the skirt enough to reveal her
powerful legs.  Knowing his admiration for her delicate feet, she
wore open-toed sandals.  "like what you see, lover?"

"Oh yes!"  Bob stood, drawn to his lovely wife, entranced.  "You,
you're lovely!"

When he reached Alice, Bob regained his senses.  He held out his
hand toward her.  "Would you accompany me to dinner, beautiful lady?"

"Oh, Bob!"  Alice blushed as he led her out the door.

The dining room was appointed at least as well as the sitting
room.  They were led to a table beside the big picture windows
looking over Mirror Lake.  The wait staff was ingratiating, almost
obsequious.  The wine, an Oregon Chardonnay, was flavorful and
heady.  Bob ordered the spiced mushroom appetizer, but Alice
declined.

"I've already had an appetizer, dear."  Thankfully, the waiter was
looking at her and did not notice Bob's blush at that comment.

 The food was heavenly.  London broil with chestnuts and locally
grown greens.  Admittedly Bob spent most of his time feasting his
eyes on his wife.  "How is it, my love?"

"It's great!"  Her eyes met his and he could see her hunger for
him.  "Of course, I'd be a little more comfortable if I could pry
the waiter's lips from my ass."

"He likes you," Bob teased.  "He's probably never saw anyone so
beautiful, no eyes bluer than the lake, no hair that outshines the
sun."

"Keep up the poetry, Lover." Alice smiled over her wine. "And I'll
just fuck you right here."

"We'll enjoy that later.  For now how about dessert?"

"You're the boss," she said indulgently.

The waiter brought them chocolate brownie ala mode, with "Happy
Birthday" spelled out in raspberry sauce.  "Oh, Bob!"  Alice
exclaimed when she saw it.  "You're so cute!"

"And you're so lovely!"  Bob replied.  He raised his wine glass in
toast. "Happy Birthday, my love!"

After they finished dessert, Bob sent his wife into the sitting
room, while he took care of the bill, and a few other things. 

 He found her staring out the window at the ice-covered lake.  He
enjoyed the sight of her ample caboose as she leaned against the
windowsill.  Coming up behind her, he gently rubbed her warm flank.
"Like it?"  he asked.

"The cold lake or your warm hand?"

"Both."

"Yeah."  She turned to him.  "This is my best birthday ever. 
You're so much better than I deserve."

"None of that."  Bob laid a finger against her full lips.  "You're
my reason for being.  I'm nothing without you."

"None of that either.  Alice silenced her husband with a kiss. 
"Next thing, you'll be doing more poetry."

Bob nodded to the lake.  The outdoor scene beckoned to them like a
mysterious lady.  "Want a closer look?"

"We're hardly dressed for it."

"I'm an ex-Boy Scout, remember?"  Bob pointed to a chair, over
which were draped their coats and a blanket.  "Do you want to trust
me, Birthday Girl?"

"Hey, you're the boss."  Alice looked at him dubiously.

"Don't worry, my pet."  Bob smiled.  "You'll like this."

Bob sat Alice down in one of the chairs of the sitting room and
knelt in front of her.  

"Oh, Bob!"  Alice giggled.

Bob smiled but said nothing.  He slipped off her sandles and
pulled out a pair of thick socks.  Her sandals were a bit tight
with the socks, but not overly so.  He stood with his wife and
helped her on with her coat.  He led her to the side of the Chalet
facing the lake and out the door.  

The cold night air made them shiver.  The couple followed the
flagstone path to the shore of the lake.  They walked arm in arm
along the icy water.  "It's beautiful out here, Bob"  Alice
breathed.  

"More lovely than I remembered."

Alice stopped.  "Who else have you taken here, buddy?"

"I grew up here in the Mountain Falls area, in a little town north
of here."

"I thought you were from Frisco?"

"When I was a child, my parents were separated for a few years,
and we lived here then."  Bob took his wife's hand and led her
further along the lakeshore.  "While we lived here, we came to
Mirror Lake often."

"Where are you taking me, lover?"

"Just over here."  Bob led her a little farther, and around a bend
in the lake was a hollow area, shielded on three sides by low
cliffs.  "I found this place when I was a kid.  It's warm here,
even in winter."

"I like it," Alice said.  She jumped down into the hollow.  "It
ain't warm, but it isn't cold as a witch's tit like the rest of
this place."

Bob scrambled down into the hollow.  "Don't worry, honey."  He put
his arms around his wife.  "I'll keep you warm."

He spread the blanket over a grassy portion of the hollow and
helped Alice sit down on it.  He shed his coat and opened hers.

"Bob," Alice began.  What are you doing, my love?"

"Giving you your birthday present," he answered, quickly removing
his clothes, until he knelt before her, naked.

Bob lifted his wife's dress and pulled off her panties.  He lay
between her legs, covering her thighs with warm kisses and gentle
caresses.  

"Brrr!"  Alice startled.  "Your hands are cold!"

"My poor love!"  Bob kept his hands between his legs and, while
they warmed, kept kissing the inside of Alice's legs.  

"Better?"

"Mmm - yes!"  she lay back against the side of the hollow and
looked across Mirror Lake.  The crescent moon hovered over the
mountains across the lake, and the sky was brilliant with stars. 
True to its name, the waters glittered with starlite, like a bed of
gems.  "Oh, Bob!  Isn't it beautiful!"

Bob's head was beneath her dress and he could see only her vulva.
"Exquisite, my love!"  Bob brought up his hands, warm now, and
began massaging her sex.  "Lovelier than heaven above.  More
beautiful than lake or sky, nothing lovelier ever saw I!"

"Oh, Bob!" Alice giggled.  She reached between her legs and
cradled her husband's head in her hands, drawing him against her
vulva.  He responded by kissing her lovely lower lips. 
Passionately, he kissed her sex, tongue-kissing her, exploring her
vagina with his eager tongue.  "Oh, Bob!"  Alice moaned.

Bob slipped a finger into his wife's vagina as he moved up to her
clitoris.  He started slurping and licking at her engorged love
button as he pushed his finger in and out of her.  Alice squirmed
under him, purring slightly as he kept licking her clitoris.  He
kept his finger moving in time to his licking, as she squirmed
happily.  "Oh! Oh-oh!" she cried as she dissolved into an orgasm.

Bob's wife held him still against her during her orgasm.  Then she
lifted him to face her and kissed him on the lips.  

"W-Want more, my love?" he stammered, exhausted.

"No, Bob."  Alice smiled radiantly.  "Now I wanna fuck my husband!"

She pushed Bob down onto his back and climbed atop his body. 
Smiling at her husband, she grasped his penis and pushed it into
her vagina.  Alice bobbed up and down Bob's shaft as he gasped in
pleasure.  "Oh, Alice, my love!"  He said.

"Shhh!"  Alice bent forward and silenced Bob with a kiss.  "Listen!"

She sat back up and started raising and lowering herself in time
to the lapping of the water on the lakeshore.  Up, down.  

Lap, splash.  Up, down.  "Oooh!" cooed Bob.

Alice giggled and began rubbing her clitoris in time to their
lovemaking and the lapping of the water.  Her breathing quickened
with that of her husband.  "Come with me, husband!"  she said
between ragged breaths.  "N-now!"

The loving couple came together, powerfully, beside the water,
under the canopy of stars.  Then they lay together, on the blanket,
under their coats, arms entwined about each other.  Alice kissed
her husband, naked and nearly asleep in her arms.  "Bob, honey?"

"Mmm-hmmm?"

"Come on, stand up."  she helped the protesting man to his feet. 
"We need to get inside before we freeze out here."

She put Bob's coat on him and wrapped hers about herself. 
Gathering her husband's clothes and the blanket, she led them
inside, out of the cold. Bob was nearly asleep, but aware of his
nakedness, under the coat.

"Don't worry," his wife said.  "Nobody will notice you.  I want
you naked, so you can give me my birthday present in our room, now.

Bob smiled as he let his wife lead him back into the chalet.  He
was eager to return between his wife's legs and give her more poetry.

***

Dedication:

To my Wife
Two weeks early
Happy Birthday!
from your Leowulf

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