Lipstick Lessons
Surprise Born Day Present
I never had a birthday party growing up and honestly, birthdays were the worst days. I remember many years of not realizing or remembering my birthday until it was over days later.
My half-hundy birthday is approaching and my newly minted Hotwife wanted to do something to make it memorable.
In the past we would book a room at the downtown Hilton, hit a couple of clubs, come back to the room, and fuck like teenagers.
We return to our suite after bumping and grinding at Club Menage. I had no idea that tonight’s Lipstick Lesson would be life-changing.
We feverishly kiss, swapping spit, tonguing each other as I try and make the key card work.
“Baby, before we go in I got a couple of prizes for you inside.”
“Darlin, you are the best birthday present I will ever need.”
“I know but you don’t turn 50 every day. You make me so happy. I want your fiftieth time around the sun to be filled with enough delicious sex and debauchery that 50 years from now you will still remember.”
“Damn Boo, you got me a little scared,” I reply.
She takes the key card and slides it perfectly making the door click open.
