5 comments/ 64947 views/ 3 favorites Anniversary Gifts By: droopy dog Scott stood at the back door of their modest Cape Cod style home and watched Lisa enjoying her 25th anniversary gift. Scott had presented Lisa with the paperwork for a new in-ground pool during their anniversary dinner. From start to finish the job was complete in less than two weeks. Now Scott enjoyed the view as Lisa floated on her air mattress as the sun danced off the water. Lisa was quite a view herself. At 43 years old she still turned heads wherever they went. She complained about middle age weight gain but Scott told her it was gained in all the right places. Her tits went from a healthy c-cup to a buxom DD. She was by no means fat. She was voluptuous. Scott had heard a line in a porn movie once and he used it often on his wife. He told her she had a big beautiful ass. There were no dimples or cellulite to be found, just a nice round squeezable kissable ass. Scott's only regret was Lisa's refusal to engage in anal sex. Scott would love to take hold of those beautiful cheeks as he pushed his cock up his wife's ass. Scott walked out to the pool and waded in. The 6 foot privacy fence that came with the pool package afforded them plenty of privacy too. Scott swam towards Lisa's float and immediately reached for her tits. Her bikini, while on the modest side, still showed plenty of cleavage. Lisa giggle as Scott tweaked her nipples. "I have a couple of more surprises for you." Scott told her When Lisa asked what they were, Scott told her the first was in the house. He followed as Lisa climbed out of the pool and ran toward the back door. Lisa found the delicately wrapped package waiting for her on the kitchen table. She un-wrapped it to find Scott had bought her a new bikini. It was perhaps a bit skimpier than the one she was wearing but she would enjoy teasing her husband in it. The other thing different was the color. It was snow white. Scott said, "I thought it would look good with your sexy freckled chest!" Lisa laughed and gave Scott a sexy wet kiss. When he grabbed her ass and pulled her into him she could feel his hardening cock through his swim trunks. She pulled away and said, "Do you want me to model this or what?" Lisa stripped her old suit off in the kitchen and pulled her new one on. She immediately noticed a trim was needed for the smaller bottoms. As she headed off to the bathroom in search of a razor, Scott told her to leave just a "landing strip" of pubes. Scott went out and waited by the pool for the next part of Lisa's gift to arrive. Lisa came out and reclined in her lounge chair across from Scott. "Is this what you wanted?" she asked as she pulled her bikini bottoms to the side Scott grinned as he saw Lisa had left just a thin strip of pubic hair from her clit to the top of her bikini line. Her pussy lips and all the surrounding area were smooth as a baby's ass. Scott couldn't resist going over and giving her fresh smooth pussy a few swipes of his tongue. In a matter of seconds Lisa was squirming. "You'd better stop, or I'll make you finish me off!" Lisa warned This usually meant Scott would eat her till she came and then fuck the daylights out of her. Lisa was puzzled when he stopped. She noticed his hard cock straining at his trunks as he backed away. Just as she was about to reach for his cock, they both heard the truck pull up the driveway. Scott told her the next part of her present had arrived. Just before the pool was completed, Scott had seen a landscaping company in their neighborhood. It was a new company started by two friends on summer break from college. Jason and Eric were two all of 19 years old. Eric was white with the beginnings of a summer tan, and Jason was a strapping black stud. They both looked as if they could play college football. They had come to Scott and Lisa's house when Lisa wasn't home and given estimates and signed a deal to landscape the new pool. Lisa squealed with delight as Scott revealed the last part of his plan. As the boys began unloading supplies from their truck, Scott and Lisa walked over to greet them. Scott watched their eyes bug out as they watched Lisa walk across the yard in her white bikini. They both shook Lisa's hand like perfect gentlemen. When Lisa walked away to let them get started, Scott noticed them ogling his wife's beautiful ass. Scott went inside and watched the scene unfold from his seat in the kitchen. Lisa was stretched out on her chaise lounge as Jason and Eric went to work planting shrubs and mulching around the pools edge. After a while both boys stripped off their sweaty shirts. Scott saw Lisa take notice of their tight firm teenage bodies. When Lisa had gotten a bit "hot", she dove into the pool to cool off. When she emerged, it was just as Scott had hoped. Lisa's new white bikini had become transparent when wet. Scott watched as Eric elbowed Jason in the ribs. They pretended to work as they looked at Lisa. Her big pink nipples and landing strip snatch were plainly visible. Oblivious to the fact that she was naked to their view, Lisa walked from the pool to the house. Scott watched as they never took their eyes off her swaying ass. When she entered the kitchen, Scott said, "You know you're driving our landscapers crazy?" "What do they see in an old lady like me?" Lisa asked "Everything, just look at your suit!" Scott replied Lisa glanced down and said, "MY GOD Scott. It's completely see thru!" Scott laughed and pulled her to him. He told Lisa he had been watching too. He told her that both boys never took their eyes off her until she came in the house. He explained that if she wanted it, this was the last part of her gift. He spun Lisa around and ground his hard cock between her ass cheeks as he squeezed and kneaded her big tits. "Just imagine what those two young cocks can do to a hot piece of ass like you!" Scott hissed in her ear He heard Lisa let out a soft moan as she slumped back against him. Scott said, "You've always fantasized about a black cock too. I'll bet Jason is hung like a horse. Just look at the sweat glistening on that black body. Can't you imagine crushing your tits against his massive chest? When Jason drives that big black meat up your pussy, you can suck on Eric's cock too!" Lisa groaned and pushed her bikini bottoms down. Scott pulled his cock from his swim trunks and slid it in Lisa's dripping snatch in one thrust. He held her tits as he slowly fucked his wife in the kitchen. "Do you want to be their fuck slut?" Scott asked Lisa "Yes, I want all of that young cock I can get!" Lisa answered Scott stopped fucking her and told her he was going to watch her get what she wanted before he finished fucking her. "Now get you bikini back on and get you big beautiful ass back out there and put on a show for them." Scott instructed Before Lisa went back to the pool, she added something to her wardrobe. Jason and Eric watched as she walked past them on the walkway to the pool. Lisa was now wearing her white stiletto pumps. Scott called them her CFMP's or come fuck me pumps. They made Lisa's ass look irresistible. Scott came out and told Lisa (loud enough for the boys to hear) he was going to run a few errands and would be gone for a few hours. He parked his car around the block and entered through the front door. He resumed watching from his kitchen vantage point. It wasn't long before Lisa lay on her stomach and untied her top. Scott watched as she called Jason over and asked him to oil her back. Jason timidly spread oil on Lisa's shoulders. She instructed him to do her lower back too, as well as the backs of her thighs. Scott could have sworn he could see Jason's hard on all the way from the kitchen. Lisa rolled the top two inches of her suit down and told Jason to be sure and get the very bottom of her back. This gave him a look at the crack of her ass. When he finished Lisa innocently rose up to thank him. Pretending to forget her top was untied. Jason got a full view of her DD tits and nipples. "Oops!" Lisa giggled before lying back down From Scott's vantage point he watched as Jason adjusted his hard cock before going back to work. A few minutes later, I heard Lisa call Eric's name. She explained that she felt guilty for ignoring him, and asked if he would oil her "front"? Eric grabbed the suntan oils as Lisa rolled over. As Lisa tried to hold her top in place she eventually said, "What the hell? You boys are probably used to seeing young firm girls. I don't have anything you would want to see anyway." Lisa tossed her top to the pool deck and lay back as Eric stared at her open mouthed. Not being as shy as Jason, Eric went immediately to her tits. As he massaged the oil around her big globes, Lisa began to moan. Eric boldly reached into her bottoms. I saw Lisa hump as Eric sought out her clit. The moaning and groaning soon had Jason at their side. Lisa reached up and unsnapped Jason's work shorts and let them fall. I was right. That young man was hung like a horse. Lisa stroked and pulled his ebony monster until it stood straight out from his body. Lisa sat up in the chair and turned to face Jason's engorged prick. I watched as she ran her hands over his sweat streaked abdomen before bathing his cock with her tongue. From my vantage point I could see her dainty white hands grasping Jason's firm ass cheeks and pulling his cock into her mouth. By now Eric was naked too. Their landscape service should have been called Two Huge Cocks Landscaping. Eric was hung damn near as well as Jason. Lisa was like a kid in a candy store. She was going from one cock to the other. As she pulled from Eric's, both boys pulled her to her feet. Eric knelt in front of Lisa as he pushed her bikini bottoms to the pool deck. As Eric's tongue zeroed in on my wife's clit, her tongue was doing battle with Jason's. He alternated between kissing my wife and sucking her big tits. Eric must have been a master pussy eater. He had Lisa cumming in no time. Jason pulled her to the chaise lounge and pushed her onto her hands and knees. I watched as he grabbed her hips and buried his cock in her pussy. The neighbors would have probably heard her groan if her mouth hadn't been full of Eric's cock. Watching these two young studs service my wife soon had my hard cock in my hand. I jacked off as I watched the two change places over and over again. I soon watched as Jason's strokes began getting faster. Lisa pushed back as he pumped her full of his hot load. Evidently Eric doesn't mind sloppy seconds. The instant Jason withdrew his cock from Lisa, Eric plunged his in. Several frantic strokes later, Eric deposited his load in with Jason's I stuffed my hard cock back in my pants and went after the car. When I entered the back yard, no one was to be found. Figuring Lisa had invited them in for refreshments, I walked in the back door. I heard sounds from the family room. I walked in and was greeted by quite a sight. I had figured on not letting the boys know I had any hand in this. I guess Lisa had other plans. All three were in our family room. Lisa was dressed in my favorite fuck wear. She had on a black garter belt, barely black silky stockings, and her highest black stilettos. She was lying on our pool table with her head at the corner pocket. Eric and Jason stood to each side, feeding her their cocks. Jason's big black hands were full of Lisa's creamy tits while Eric's were busy with her wet pussy. She stopped sucking long enough to say, "Hi honey, now it's time for your present" She rolled off the table and strolled sexily to me. She removed my clothes and stroked my painfully hard cock. I sandwiched my cock between us as she kissed me deeply. I damn near came all over her stomach as she whispered in my ear. "I want you to fuck me in my big beautiful ass. And after you get it in my ass; I'm going to take turns with these studs in my cunt! That's right, your little fuck slut is going to get double fucked. Triple if you count the one I suck on too!" I spun her around, dropped to my knees and buried my tongue in her puckered ass hole. She groaned as she pushed back for deeper penetration. Lisa produced a bottle of lube and slathered my cock with it. For my enjoyment, she handed the bottle to Eric and instructed him to prepare her ass. Lisa got on her hands and knees and arched her back. Eric liberally coated her ass hole with lube before inserting his finger. It was erotic watching this young man finger my wife's ass while his own massive cock lay across the small of her back. When Lisa gave me the go ahead, I knelt behind her. I placed my cock head at her ass and slowly pushed. She moaned in pain until my cock head passed her sphincter muscle. I squirted more lube on my shaft and eased forward. Once I had buried my cock all the way up her ass, we stayed perfectly still until she grew accustomed to having me inside her. I pulled back, added more lube and stroked in a little faster. In a few moments, I heard those words I had been waiting 25 years for. "That's it baby, fuck it, fuck my big beautiful ass!" I complied fully. I took hold of those gorgeous ass cheeks and pounded her ass. She began moaning like I'd never heard her moan before. Jason and Eric were stroking their huge meat to the same rhythm I was butt fucking my wife. Eric stepped in front of Lisa and she immediately went to work sucking his cock. She stopped sucking long enough to instruct Jason to get under her. I pulled from her ass long enough to let Lisa straddle Jason. I re-inserted my cock in her ass. As I pushed in all the way, I felt my balls brush Jason's. He was pushing his thick cock up Lisa's pussy. I stopped stroking until we were both inside my wife. As we began pumping in and out, Lisa screamed out at how full she felt. It was a great sensation too. Feeling my cock separated from Jason's by only a thin membrane of skin. Here was my sweet Lisa, a huge 19 year old cock in her mouth, a huge 19 year old black cock in her pussy, and my average 44 year old cock up her ass. I'll be the first to admit, I was no match for these young bucks. They were going strong when I lost my load up Lisa's ass. She said it felt incredibly hot. I guess she was feeling adventurous that day. When I pulled out, she told Jason to stick his cock up her ass. She also told Eric to take Jason's place. Soon I was a spectator again as Lisa had Jason fucking her ass while she rode Eric's cock at the same time. Jason soon shouted as he filled Lisa's bowels with his own scalding load. In the blink of an eye, the only one left to assault Lisa's ass was behind her hammering away. Watching the action soon had Jason's prick at attention again. Lisa and Eric squirmed around to where Eric was lying flat of his back while Lisa rode him in the reverse cowgirl position, with his cock still up her ass. Jason stood in front of Lisa and jacked off while alternating between kissing her deeply and sucking her tits. Ahhh the joys of youth. When Jason came, for the third time that day, he still pumped a quart of jizz over Lisa's bouncing knockers. Eric followed soon after by dumping the third load of the day in Lisa's ass. Lisa and I hit the shower while the boys went back and finished their job. We were lying on the family room couch with me feeling the stirrings of another hard on when we heard their truck drive away. We laughed as we said "Happy Anniversary" simultaneously Anniversary Gifts My wife is 5'10" 210lbs. Brown hair, brown eyes. She's chubby, ok she's fat, but I love the way she looks. For our anniversary this year we decided to fulfill each others wildest fantasy no matter what. She doesn't know I'm into wam or that I've been saving up for this. "What is your fantasy you want fulfilled," she asks. "I want to make you into the most erotic anniversary cake ever." "Um, ok? I don't get it." "Saturday morning you are going to go to Sam's Erotic Bake shop and you'll see. I've already made the appointment. You'll be there all day and then you will meet up, I mean be delivered, to me at a hotel. I think you'll really enjoy my fantasy." "Well, we agreed we'd doing anything the other person asked, so I guess I'm in." Saturday morning arrived and Sarah nervously headed off to the erotic bake shop. "What could he have possibly planned for a cake that I'd be gone all day? And what did he mean by "be delivered"? Little did she know what I had in store for her. They haven't ever done what I requested, but I paid a hefty sum for them to fulfill my fantasy. I planned this with the bake shop over the past week. They have specific instructions on what to do and how I wanted my "cake" to look and taste. Sarah arrived at the bake shop and went in. She said, "Hi!, I'm here to pick up an anniversary cake." "You must be Sarah. Glad to meet you! I'm the Owner, Sam. Unfortunately the "cake" isn't ready yet. Matter of fact, the most important ingredient just arrived. The cake is going to take all day to make so you better make yourself comfortable." Sam could hardly contain his smile. "I have nothing planned for the rest of the day, is there a place for me to wait until the cake is done?" Sarah asked. "Actually, you can help us make the cake. Just come on through to the back and into the kitchen." As soon as Sarah walked back into the kitchen an employee hung a sign up on the door saying: Closed for a special occasion. In the kitchen her five employees, all women. I had requested only women were to do this. "You must be Sarah!" They said at the same time. "We have been looking forward to this cake. It's the most erotic cake we have ever done," said Sam. "We've never had a request like this before and this will be a first for us." "May I ask what makes this cake so special?" said Sarah. "You don't know? Well, what makes it so special is the main ingredient, the cake itself." "What is the the cake? White, Chocolate chip, Rasberry, Funfetti?, asked Sarah "The cake is...YOU! We are going to decorate you as an erotic anniversary cake. And then we are going to deliver you to your husband so he can have cake for dessert." Sarah almost died of humiliation right there. She couldn't believe she was going to be THE CAKE! The employees took Sarah to get washed so she would be a clean cake. They shaved her hairy pussy so they would have a smooth surface to smear frosting on. Sarah was led to a table with a cardboard cake base on it that was exactly her size. They then placed a layer of cake on top of that and told Sarah to lay down flat on it. Sarah could believe she was actually going through with this. The five women all grabbed their buckets full of white butter cream frosting and started to spread it all over Sarah's naked body. They completely covered her hair and the only things visible on her face was her eyes and her nose unplugged so she could breath. Sarah felt heavy from all the frosting and was getting all tingly. After they smoothed out all the frosting on her body, they employees went and grabbed their tubes of colored frosting. Per my instructions they grave Sarah new frosting hair that looked like a rainbow colored clown wig. They then gave her new frosting eyebrows and big frosting red lips. Working their way down to her breast, they made bigger tits using frosting and gave her big frosting nipples. Next they moved to her feet and legs and made frosting fishnet stockings. They then put on her feet red colored fudge shoes. Next was Sarah's pussy. It was dripping wet from the humiliation of what was happening to her and how hot it was making her. Each employee grabbed a different cake filling. One at a time each employee squirted a different filling into her pussy. There was chocolate, raspberry, lemon, cherry, and caramel filling her pussy until it couldn't take anymore. She was then told that she had to hold the filling inside of her until it was time for dessert that night. Next they gave her big frosting pussy lips and a clit. They then finished piping the rest of her body with frosting. Lastly, they wrote on her arms fantasy fulfilled and wrote on her belly eat me with an arrow pointing her her pussy. Just then a photo of her was snapped and Sarah realized the whole think was being filmed as well. Next she was told not to make a sound until she was delivered. A big box cover came down over her and she felt herself be picked up and driven away. The delivery van arrived at the hotel. Sarah felt the van stop and her being lifted onto a cart. A giant cake box was rolled through the middle of the hotel. Sarah heard people ask if there was a special occasion going on at the hotel and was told yes, and this is a very special cake. She heard the bakery employees mention what a big cake she was and how they had to use almost all of their frosting because she was so fat. Sarah was getting so turned on at the thought of her being rolled through the middle of a hotel in a cake box decorated as an erotic cake being delivered to her husband. She almost came right there but he pussy was filled with filling and she had to hold it in. Then she heard a door knock. "Cake delivery!" the employee said. "Come on in," I said. "That looks like a big cake, I hope I can eat it all." "It's been prepared as you ordered. And here is the extras you requested. Enjoy your cake!" Sarah heard the door close. "I can't wait to see what you look like. Sarah, I bet you look as good as I dreamed you would." I took off the cake box cover and saw my wife laying there decorated as the most erotic anniversary cake ever. I took out my camera and started snapping pictures so I can look at them anytime I want. "Hope you don't mind me taking pictures of you for prosperity. I've also got a video camera all setup to record everything tonight. You look delicious!" I took off my clothes and my cock was already hard. I bent over and told her I loved her. I got up on the table she was on and straddled her face. I slowly inserted my cock past her red frosting lips and into her mouth. I slowly started to fuck her mouth and she started to suck me. "This cake gives good head, " I said as I looked into the video camera. I pulled out of her mouth before I came, I wanted to wait. "So how does it feels to be an erotic cake?" I asked her. "It felt really gross at first to be covered from head to toe in frosting. After awhile I got so horny, especially after they gave me these huge frosting tits. I almost went nuts when they filled my pussy with cake filling and gave me huge pink frosting pussy lips and a frosting clit. And then pictures were taken of me as a cake. I felt so humiliated and turned on at the same time. I can only imagine what I look like. I want to cum so bad, but I still have all the filling in my pussy and I was told I could let any out until I was delivered to you." I pulled up a chair next to the table Sarah was lying on. I sat down and was looking at her pussy right in front of my face. "When I say so, I want you to release all the filling in your pussy, ok?" "God, I can't wait!" I started to lick the frosting from her pussy. I slowly started to tongue the inside of her. I could taste all the sweetness of the frosting and the different fillings mixed with her pussy juice. I could tell she was ready to blow. "Honey, I want you to release your cake filling." My mouth and face were flooded with cake filling and pussy juice. I was in heaven, I finally was having my ultimate fantasy fulfilled of eating my wife out as a cake. I couldn't take it anymore and jumped on top of my wife and started fucking her like crazy. I became covered in frosting. We both came almost immediately. "I have another surprise for you," I said to my exhausted frosting covered wife. "What would cake be without ice cream?" I picked her up and took her to the hotel room's bathtub. Inside of it was sitting the extras the bakery gave me. The tub was filled with half melted vanilla and chocolate ice cream. Besides the tube was sundae toppings and a gallon pail of half melted ice cream, but I wouldn't let her see what kind until the right moment. "Get in the tub on you hands and knees," I told her. Frosting covered Sarah slowly climbed into the tub. Now that she was on her hands and knees covered in frosting in a tube filled with melted ice cream I decided it was time to add some toppings. I slowly poured chocolate syrup on her head and then slowly worked my way down her back and finished by pouring chocolate down the crack of her big ass. "Honey, what's your favorite ice cream topping?" "Caramel of course! God, please say you have got caramel too! I hope there's lots of it!" For someone that doesn't know about wam and hated getting a little whipped cream on her when having sex a long time ago, she sure is enjoying getting covered in food now. I dumped a 5 gallon bucket of caramel all over her. "How does that feel?" I asked her as I zoomed in the camera on her face. "This feels totally amazing! I can't believe of kinky and fun this is!" I next topped her off with whipped cream, some sprinkles, and a bunch of cherries that I placed on her head. "I almost forgot, a sundae wouldn't be complete without some banana." I then stuck a banana slowly in her ass and then unpeeled it up to her crack. I zoomed out with the camera to get the whole picture of her. I placed a sign along the tub that said: A Sarah Sundae. I took a few more pictures of her and then hopped in the tub with her and started to fuck her doggy style. I always loves getting it in that position. She was in such pleasure she shoved her face down into the melted ice cream at the bottom of the tub. I could tell that she was about to cum so I grabbed the one bucket of ice cream that was sitting there. A moment later her body shock as she came. At the same time a dumped the bucket of ice cream on her. "What the hell, this ice cream is blue?" "Yep, Blue Moon!" She looked a site now covered in blue ice cream. I made her turn around and suck me until I filled her mouth with my cream. We then got cleaned up and headed to bed exhausted. "So what did you think of my fantasy honey?" "I thought it was strange at first, but then I got so turned on by what was happening to me. I think I really enjoy having things done to me and not having any control. I guess it's something I didn't know about myself. I think this just changed what I want my fantasy wish to be." "So, what about your fantasy wish?" "You know how I always call myself a pig after I overeat and when I go and eat a ton of snack food or chocolate?" "Yeah, you always eat so well all week to try to lose weight, but then you always go way off track and just eat everything in sight one night." "Well, after what I experienced today, I really see how much I really love food. How great it is to not only eat a lot of food but be covered in it too. And how much I get off being humiliated by food. Honey, my fantasy is to be what I always call myself. I want to be a food filled and covered pig." "Are you sure? You normally have such a high self esteem. Why do you want to be a pig?" "Because, I want to be something I was wanted to be but have been fighting it my entire life. I love food like a pig does, I 'm big, and I apparently love to be humiliated. Why not live as a pig for a day!" "Ok, just making sure this is what you really want." "God, yes! Can we do it next Saturday?" "Sure, and I know just the place. My grandparent's farm that no one uses since they live in the nursing home now. It's perfect, we can do things outside because there's no one around for miles, it gives us room to do whatever you want, and it even has an old pig sty." "That's sounds like a plan. We should go shopping at Sam's Club and get supplies during the week and then leave Friday after work, so I can be a pig first thing Saturday morning. I love you honey." "I love you too." We both drifted off to sleep. The next morning back at home we started planning what was going to happen next Saturday. I could see Sarah was getting excited just planning what was going to happen. Her hands kept drifting down to her crotch and at some point I thought I saw a wet spot on her shorts. "So what should we get?" I asked her. "Everything! Sweet, savory, slimey, chunky, smelly, I want to get some of everything, as much as we can fit in our car. We should get some little pools so I can wallow in them. The farm has that old tub that the cows used to drink out of right? I want you to fill it with a mystery substance for me." "Ok. We should do a little shopping each day so it doesn't look weird." "Good point!" Each night after work we went shopping and got a little bit at a time. When we went to Sam's Club Sarah almost looked crazed, wanting to fill our carts with everything she saw. She wanted sour cream, cottage cheese, whipped cream, chocolate pudding, yogurt, refried beans, pizzas, ketchup, mustard, egg salads, tuna salads, sausages, fruit loops, oatmeal, the list went on and on. This was going to be some weekend. One night I went by myself and bought container after bulk container of nacho cheese to fill the cow tub with. I also went online and bought a complete outfit for Sarah to wear on Saturday that she didn't know about. Friday came, and it was almost time for Sarah to leave work. "If only my friends and coworkers knew what I'm going to be doing tomorrow", she thought. She was getting all worked up just thinking about it. She had a hard time concentrating on work. Just before she was going to leave there was a delivery for her. It was some flowers and a stuffed animal pig. "What's that for," her coworkers asked. "It's just something from my husband for our anniversary." After we got home we packed up the car and headed to the farm. On the way to the farm she stated that she couldn't wait to be a pig and wallow in food. "Starting Saturday morning, I only want to be called pig, piggy, or sow. If you can think of anymore names to call me use them. I know you love me so it won't hurt my feelings what you call me. Also, we bought what I wanted, but you get to decide how to use it. Like I said I get really turned on when I have no control over what is being done to me," Sarah said We arrived at the farm and unpacked. I told Sarah to stay in the house the rest of the night so I could setup everything for the next day. I filled the cow tub almost to the top, 3 feet deep tub filled with nacho cheese. I then preceded to set everything else up for the next day. I came back into the house and we crawled into bed together both looking forward to tomorrow. Saturday morning arrived. It was a beautiful day to fulfill a wife's fantasy about being a pig. "Honey, I mean, Mrs. Piggy, wake up." "Alright, this is going to be an experience. I'm so nervous and turn on about about I'm going to do. If my parents knew that there normal daughter was going to be a pig today and wanted to be a pig because it was her fantasy they'd die. Well, let's do this!" "I'm going to go downstairs and make breakfast while you put this on and nothing else. A pig wouldn't be a pig without pig ears, a pig nose and a pig tail," I said. "Wow, I never thought of getting these. This pig tail is a butt plug? The only thing that's been in there was that banana you shoved in there last week. I hope it fits me." "Oh, it "fits" you alright!" I went and started to make breakfast, pancakes, oatmeal, and some sausage. I had a different breakfast for my piggie already made. Sarah came walking through the door wearing only what I gave her chubbiness swaying with every step. I took some pictures of her which really started to get her worked up. "Does piggy want some breakfast?" "Oh yes!" I pulled down my boxers and put iced donuts around my hard cock. "Here you go!" Sarah got down on her knees and started to eat the iced donuts off my cock. "I can't wait to watch myself doing this later on," Sarah said. She must have saw the video camera setup. After all the donuts were gone and her face was covered in donut icing I told her lay on the kitchen table. As she is laying there, I put pancakes on her huge tits and then one over her still hairless pussy, after she was shaved the week before to be a cake. I then started putting sausages one by one into her pussy until no more fit. After that I start pouring syrup all over tits and pussy. "That's what I call a BIG breakfast!" I take my time eating the pancakes off of her and the sausages from inside of her. She noticed the oatmeal that I made. "You don't like oatmeal," she said. "But you do." I dumped a pot full of lumpy oatmeal all over her. "How does that taste?" "It's lumpy and getting cold, it feels great though." "I want you to get up and head outside so I can hose you off like a pig." Sarah covered in sticky syrup and oatmeal headed outside where I hosed down her entire body. Since we had awhile before lunch I thought I'd walk the piggy around the farm. What a site it was, my wife, naked, dressed as a pig walking around a farm still a little sticky from the syrup and with lumps of oatmeal still clinging to her. We then walked into the barn. It was pretty run down from years of neglect about it still had some of the milking equipment and tank in it. "Man this place smells," she said. "It smells like farm animals," I said. "You know a pig is a farm animal and you smell nothing like one. I think you should roll around in the barn until you smell like a pig." "Your right, I need to not only look like a pig, but smell like one too." Sarah started to roll around on the dirty ground and in the old hay that was there. While I grabbed the buckets of food that I had hidden there. Since this was a cow barn I thought it fitting to use dairy products. "Honey, you know someday when I get pregnant and my tits need milking, You could take me here and milk me with the milking machine. It looks very interesting." "Piggy, could you sit in the manure trough." I was actually pretty clean because cows hadn't been there in at least a decade. She sat there in the trough as I brought over the first bucket, it was butter. I then smeared butter all over her head and body. Next was cream cheese which I covered her in as well. Next I dumped a bucket of cottage cheese over her and sprayed her with whipped cream. "All dairy products! What no milk?" she asked. I grabbed the hose fro the milk tank and turned on the nozzle. "Honey, the hose is making weird noises, " Sarah said. Just then curled milk shot out of the hose and covered Sarah. " I absolutely reek! I love it!" She certainly now smelled like a pig. The last step is to have her act like a pig. We walked out of the barn and over to the old pig sty. I freshly watered it is it was nice and muddy. "Get in pig!" Sarah slowly stepped into the muddy sty. " You look the part and smell the part, now you have to act the part." "I know, I get to wallow in mud!" Sarah said excitedly. She got down on all fours and started rolling around in the mud. I went to get her food so she could have her lunch out of the food trough. "Oink! Oink! Oink!" I heard her saying as I came around the corner. She was really being a pig! I watched with camera rolling as my wife dressed as a pig rolled around in a muddy pig sty covering herself from head to toe in mud. She then laid down in the mud and started fingering herself. "Does the pig like her muddy sty?" Anniversary Gifts "Oink, oink, oink, " was her response as she started to place more fingers in herself and rubbed her clit harder and faster. Soon, because of the slickness of the mud, she was able to fit her whole hand in her pussy. My wife was fisting herself! I couldn't believe what I was seeing, where was this woman all these years? "Squeal, squeal, squeal," Sarah screamed has her body shook from an incredible orgasm. She rolled over and walked on all fours over to the food trough. I dumped in it egg salad and tuna salad. She preceded to eat this out of her trough. Her face was now covered in mud and salad. "Does the piggy want to go get cleaned up for some other fun?" I asked "Oink, oink, I mean, yes please." was her response. We walked back to the house where I told her she could take off her pig outfit and take a shower. While she was in the shower I went outside and got everything prepared for what was going to come next. I set up two pools, one empty and one I filled with different pie filling and wrote on top of it with whipped cream "Happy Anniversary". Sarah got out of the shower and dried herself off. "Now that you are clean, do you feel like getting messy again?" I asked her "You bet" "Good, put your pig outfit on, come outside and sit in the pool I have setup." Sarah came back outside looking as cute as ever in her pig outfit and sat in the middle of the pool. I had my video camera all set up to record everything. "The first half of the day I took control and made you into the pig you fantasied about. Now I want to see how much you really love food and how much of a pig you can be. As you can see the pool is surrounded with containers of food. You are going to dump all that food on yourself. I'm not going to make you a pig, you are going to do it to yourself. How does that sound?" "I'll show you how much of a filthy pig I can be, " she said. "First though, I want you to introduce yourself to the camera, then tell the camera why you wanted to be a pig, and then I want to know what you thought about the first half of your day being a pig?" As a focused the camera on her. "Hi! I'm Sarah and I'm a fat filthy pig. I wanted to be a pig because I already figured that I'm fat like a pig, I love food, and I love to be humiliated. So far being a pig is more than I could have ever dreamed. I can't believe I'm actually doing this. Having me wear a pig nose, and ears, and a pig tail butt plug was such a great idea. To see myself in the mirror wearing that pig outfit was so humiliating and made me so horny. I loved eating the donuts from your cock. I wish they were cream filled ones so that my face would have been a bigger mess. And being outside naked dressed as a pig was so hot. I loved rolling around in the barn and then have dairy products dumped on me. Having that curdled milk sprayed on me was a surprise. The way I completely reeked after the barn really made me wet. My juices were running down my legs. And finally, being able to be a pig in a real pig sty was a dream come true, as you could probably tell. I never thought in my life that I'd be dressed as a pig, reeking of a barn and dairy products, and rolling around in a pig sty. And then actually fist myself to an orgasm. Having to then eat out of a food trough was pretty cool too." "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. Now you can just go at with the food." "First, I found a black magic marker in the house that I think I'm going to use first." Sarah sat there and started to write stuff on her body. She wrote the word "utters" with arrows pointing to her tits. On each thigh she wrote "Piggy Pussy" with arrows pointing to her fat pussy. Then reached behind herself and wrote "fat ass" on her ass. She turned all the way around to make sure the camera caught everything she wrote. "That's better," she said. "Now let's make some love to some food!" Sarah first grabbed a can of easy cheese and sprayed cheese in her arm pits. She next took a bucket of yogurt and dumped it over head. "Um, that tastes good, " she said. She then grabbed a 4 layer birthday cake and sat on it. She squealed as the cake and frosting squished up her ass and pussy. She then got a jar of peanut butter and spread it down one arm and then grabbed a jar of jam and covered her other arm. Sarah then grabbed bottle of ketchup and mustard and squirted them all over her legs. She then grabbed a thawed out pizza and rubbed her face in it. Sarah was going crazy in the pool with her food. Next was a bucket of baked beans and then refried beans which each dumped all over herself. A second later Sarah let out a huge fart. "Oops, must have been the beans," she said with a smile as she looked into the camera. The only buckets left were molasses and a bucket of fruit loop cereal. She grabbed the molasses and covered herself with it. Then came the fruit loops. She looked like a giant fruit loop cereal bar. She then found the king sized candy bars and started to stuff her pussy with them and no more could fit. "Oh look a giant pig sized pie for me," she said as she got up and waddled over with melting candy bars sticking out of her pussy to the other pool filled with pie filling. Sarah flopped down in the pie face first with the filling engulfing her entire body. "This is heaven!" Sarah yelled. She got on all fours and started oinking and squealing like a pig. "So do you think I'm a true pig now, honey?" "Yes you are a true pig." "Tell me how much of a pig I am! Don't hold back!" Sarah demanded as she turned herself over in the pie filling and started to masturbate withe the candy bars in her pussy. "You are by far the biggest pig I know honey." I could telling she was really getting off on this. "You have a big fat pig ass. You're a filthy pig who loves to fuck food." She was masturbating harder and faster. Then all of a sudden... "Oh, God! Oink, oink oink. I'm such a pig! I wish I could be a pig forever! Squuueeeaaallll, squueeeeaaalllll! Snort, snort! I'm going to cum!" Sarah screamed "Cum you filthy pig!" I cheered on. Sarah's whole body tensed as she came. I could see her squirt her juices all the way out of the pool. She laid there motionless in the filling, exhausted from what she just did to herself. "Honey, are you ok? I'm have one more thing left for my pig, the surprise in the cow tub." "I, I forgot about that." Sarah, covered in pie filling and her own juices, got up and staggered over to the tub. i lifted off the cover to reveal to her the tub of nacho cheese. I lifted her up and placed in the the cheese filled tub. I climbed in right behind her. "I want to fuck my pig right here in this cheese until we can't anymore!" I plunged into pussy from behind and started fucking her. She submerged herself in the cheese. When she came back up, she was a pig shaped cheese blob. "Fuck your pig, baby!" Sarah yelled. I fucked her in that tub for hours until neither one of us could handle it anymore. We got out and headed back inside to get cleaned up and rest. On the way I grabbed the video camera so we could watch each other get our anniversary gifts later that night. After dinner we sat on the couch and watched the tapes of both fantasies which led to more fucking. "Honey, I really loved being a pig. Can I wear the pig outfit around the house? I think it's really me. Don't worry I don't think any less of myself, I just love how I look in it." "Wear it whenever you want," I said. "Thanks for my gift! I love you so much!" "Thank you for mine. I love you too! So next year how are we going to top this?" "I have some ideas..." THE END Anniversary Gifts and Home Repairs My wife and I got married about two years ago, before we got married we were dating for about eight years. We were high school sweethearts that stayed together. We've been through a lot together, and will go through a lot more. Not long after we met we knew we were in love, and have fallen deeper and deeper since. We live in a small house we bought shortly after we got married. It is in much need of repair, and more room. Slowly we're working on it, but it's a lot of work, without a lot of money. Until then, it's small, but it's ours. We live in a small town of about five thousand people, located about an hour from the nearest big city, in Wisconsin. There isn't a lot to do around, so we pretty much keep to spending time with a couple small groups of friends. We enjoy a good night on the town as well, but with all the travel involved, it isn't common. My wife, Jess, is a great woman and I love her very much. She is beautiful as well, about five foot five, one hundred twenty pounds, long blonde hair, and a sexy slim figure. Her breasts are the perfect handful at 32B, and she has a tight little ass you could bounce a quarter off from. She knows she's hot and usually dresses pretty sexy, cute little skirts with thongs, a tight low cut blouse with a nice lifting bra that you can just make out the edge of a nipple over the top of. She enjoys being looked at and flirted with a lot, but don't get me wrong, she is far from a slut. To be honest, her sex drive is pretty low, only being in the mood every week or two. She does have her moments though, and when that time comes, she can get pretty wild. We're not swingers or anything, but we have had a few small parties that have gotten sexual with other people. She has on about a dozen occasions in the past ten years gotten wild with our friends and I, and taken on two or three men in one night. That doesn't bother me at all though, to tell you the truth, I wish it would happen much more often. Something about when she's acting kind of promiscuous really turns me on. I've tried to tell her that anytime she wants to bring another man to bed to let me know, that I won't get angry, and I will do anything in my power to make it work for her. But that isn't an easy topic to bring up either, so she probably has no idea that I am that willing to share her with other men, more of them and more frequently. One of my fantasies is to tie her to a bed blindfolded, cut the clothes right off her and take turns with three to five other men fucking her mouth and pussy, and sucking her all over. My name is Eric, I am six foot tall, one hundred seventy pounds, dark hair, and clean-shaven. I am an independent contractor, I do carpentry, both rough and finish, and I also know a fair amount about mechanical work, cars, plumbing, heating, etc. My wife has always got something for me to fix, make, or change, and I just never get around to it. She sometimes jokes that she's going to have to hire me to get anything done. So, for her birthday in the middle of August, as a gift I made her up a special contract. This contract gave her eighty hours of on call or scheduled service as a nude handyman. All service was to be free of charge to her minus materials. Any services I did for her, I would obviously provide the materials, but she could rent me out at whatever rate she wanted for as many of her eighty hours she wanted, and keep the money for herself. I wrote it up all official and put it in a birthday card. I wondered to myself if this was really a good gift, or if it would be one of those things that just get tucked away, never to be seen again. I hoped she would like it. Jess loved it. As soon as she read it she started to smile. She thanked me with a kiss, and started thinking about what she could have me do. The following Monday she called me just after lunch and had me come change a light bulb. So I stripped down and changed it for a whole five minutes off the time. I then knew what I had gotten myself into. The rest of the week she called me every day with something menial. Once to hang a couple pictures, another time to tighten the knobs on the kitchen cabinets, and even once to change the curtains. I mostly work days and she works graveyard shift four nights a week at a small diner. She had worked here for about six years now and gets along great with every one she works with, and the customers. Her boss Jane has owned the diner for almost thirty years, and is there about fifteen hours a day. In her fifties and married to a trucker, and with no children, the diner is her life, and she loves it. Sunday night while she was at work, Jess called me up and said something was wrong with the dishwasher. I thought nothing of it and said I'd come help her out. When I got there, I went out back with her and started to push some buttons. Just then she asked, "What are you doing? Aren't you supposed to be my nude repairman?" I looked around, in the back with us were her boss Jane and her coworker Sara. Sara was about twenty-four, and had been at the diner longer than Jess, they were pretty close friends. I said "Really?" and she just nodded. So I shrugged, stripped down, and got to work. They all just watched as I checked it over and found a disconnected wire. With a little soldering it was good as new. Jane said "Wow I could really use some help like that sometimes." Sara agreed. That's when Jess said, "Well, you can have him for sixty bucks an hour, call him anytime." That's when it really started, now it took no time for Jess to eat through my hours. Jane alone got fifty-six of them, having me rebuild a wall, and repaint basically her entire house. Her husband was actually glad she was finally getting some work done around the house, even when she told him I would be nude. Sara called a couple times for small jobs, once to lay a carpet, and another to hang wallpaper during her lingerie party. It was quite embarrassing, and I'm sure Jess was involved in that plan, considering she was at the party. And three weeks later it was over. Jess had made a little over four thousand dollars off me and told me she wanted to put three of it toward the addition we wanted on our house. I said okay and asked what else she was doing with her earnings. "Having fun, buying clothes." She said. Two weeks later was our anniversary. I decided that my last gift went over so well that I'd give her the same contract with one hundred and sixty hours this time. I figured she and her friends had burned through the last of them so fast that I would have to double the hours. Besides, she was charging more per hour than I could make contracting. I drew up the paper, got a nice card for it, and waited for dinner to exchange gifts with her. We went to our favorite restaurant for dinner. As soon as we were seated, we both anxiously handed each other our presents. Jess insisted I open mine first, and there's no arguing when my wife is excited. It was a small gift, a clothing box from what it seemed. As I opened it the first thing I saw was black lace, which turned out to be a tiny piece of lingerie that was both crotch-less and nipple-less. Very interested and also hoping that this outfit was actually for my wife to wear, and not for me. I kept looking, there were a few pieces of paper in the bottom. As I pulled them out I noticed that these were a few of her own type of contract. Three of them to be precise. Looking through them I'm sure that there was an enormous smile on my face. The first one I read stated, "This contract legally obliges me to perform oral sex to you, or any person(s) you see fit for a total of twenty times. You may demand this of me at any time and place you desire. No exceptions. Every session will be until orgasm is achieved, and every orgasm will be swallowed. You may use these sessions all to yourself, share them with friends, or sell them for your own profit." The second stated, "This contract legally obliges me to perform any sexual acts that you may desire for a total of twenty hours. You may use this time in any increments you choose. During this time I am to wear, and do whatever you wish. You may use this contract at any time or place. You may invite others to join, watch, or photograph, for free or for a charge. For twenty hours you may command me to fuck anyone, anyway you desire. No exceptions." The third and final contract read "This contract legally obliges me to one amateur strip show. You may choose any night to use me as an amateur stripper for a group of your choosing. I am to put all tips received by me directly into our home improvement fund. Any other money made that night will be yours to do with as you please. This contract is good for up to four hours of full nude stage dancing, and up to eight hours total time spent entertaining." I was just awestruck, what an unbelievable gift. She even went as far as to have one of her girlfriends notarize them. All three contracts were extremely exciting. Twenty hours of complete sexual control of her, I had fantasized about this, let alone the oral. But the one for the strip show was really getting me horny. It was on my mind all night. She opened her card saw the contract and was really excited. "One hundred and sixty hours, holy shit, thank you honey." I felt she had totally outdone my gift, I should've put more thought into it. But she showed no sign at all of disapproval, matter of fact she was glowing. I bet we both were. As we sat through dinner and had a couple of drinks we talked about everyday things, our normal banter, but eventually the talk led to our contracts. She started by mentioning that she had a couple of friends that were upset because she had run out of hours before they had gotten a chance at me, and that Jane had more work planned. She had already promised them to ask me to work out some sort of deal for more. I told her how excited I was about her contracts as well, I brought up the strip show, told her how thrilled I was and how I would be working out the plans soon to run them by her. She actually seemed pretty excited too. I asked her to pick out a stage name and she chose "Jasmine," I assumed because she wanted start out by wearing her Aladdin style lingerie outfit that looks so hot on her. That night we had unbelievable sex, twice. The next day I wrote up a flier for the show. I used one page, folded in half so it was like a book, on the front I put a picture of her in lingerie and crawling on her hands and knees. You can just get a peek of a nipple over the cup of the lacy white teddy, and a nice view of the curves of her ass. Her long blond hair was hanging in front of her face so you could only make out one gorgeous green eye and her deep red 'slut' lipstick. Under the picture I put the words 'You're Invited.' On the inside across both pages I put a picture of Jess' perfect tits, from the neck to just above the bellybutton, as a background. At the top of the page I wrote "Join the sexy Jasmine as she bares all on stage for the first time ever." Next I added, "You and one guest are invited to join us for this small, invite only party where Jasmine bares all and more." I set the date for three weeks away on a Saturday night, then I wrote the rest of the info on the pages below. 'The dancing will start at seven o clock with the doors opening at six. During the first hour the bar will be open and Jasmine will be mingling topless, socializing with the guests and doing topless public lap dances for fifteen dollars per song. You may also purchase pictures or raffle tickets during this time. The bar will feature a few signature shots for three dollars each, three types of beer for two dollars each, and jell-o shots for two dollars each. For seven dollars Jasmine will feed you the jell-o by placing the bottom of the cup in her mouth, and allowing you to take the jell-o with your tongue. For twelve dollars you may eat the jell-o from between her breasts. Also for ten dollars you may buy her a blowjob shot, while sitting you can put it between your legs and she will get on her knees and suck it up with her mouth. Pictures will be available at the beginning and end of the show. Prices are as follows. Jasmine alone topless five dollars, Jasmine alone full nude ten dollars, Jasmine touching herself twenty dollars, Jasmine using a sex toy twenty five dollars. Add five dollars for each person in the photo with her either standing with, or sitting on your lap. Free photo if you will pose wearing her clothes and sitting on her nude lap. Add five dollars for autographs. All photos are four by six, eight by ten is available for ten dollars more. Custom pictures and poses may be requested at a possible higher charge. Raffle tickets will sell for five dollars for one, twenty dollars for five, fifty dollars for fifteen, and one hundred twenty five dollars for fifty. The amount of prizes will depend on amounts purchased. If less than fifty tickets are sold there will be only two prizes awarded, they are as follows. The second prize will include one free topless public lap dance, and two autographed photos of choice. And first prize will include; one free full nude two song private lap dance, two free jell-o shots of choice, and a blowjob shot to feed to Jasmine. If we sell more than fifty raffle tickets this grand prize will be added. One free full nude two song private lap dance, one autographed eight by ten photo of choice, two jell-o shots of choice, and Jasmines choice of a pair of her panties from the show, autographed. If we sell more than one hundred tickets this super grand prize will be added. . Two free full nude two song private lap dance, two autographed eight by ten photo of choice, two jell-o shots of choice, two blow job shots for Jasmine, and Jasmine will autograph you, anywhere on your body you choose. If we sell two hundred and fifty tickets this massive grand prize will be awarded. Two free full nude two song private lap dance, two autographed eight by ten photo of choice, two jell-o shots of choice, two blow job shots for Jasmine, any outfit Jasmine has worn throughout the night of choice autographed, and Jasmine will perform oral sex on you, until orgasm, on stage, of which you will receive an autographed photo. And if by some chance more than five hundred tickets are sold this top prize will be awarded. Three free full nude two song private lap dance, three autographed eight by ten photo of choice, four jell-o shots of choice, two blow job shots for Jasmine, the dildo Jasmine used in the show autographed, plus Jasmine will bend over the stage for you, nude for protected sex until orgasm, of which you will receive an autographed eight by ten photo. You will also get to choose two people from the audience to receive oral sex from Jasmine until orgasm on stage. From seven until one Jasmine will be on stage dancing to full nude for everyone, with a fifteen-minute break every hour to refresh and redress for the next set. At the beginning of each break, the high bidder, starting at twenty dollars will get a one-song full nude private lap dance. Any other lap dances will take place after one o clock. Jasmines last set will include a sponge bath, body oils, and a dildo. Feel free to tip Jasmine while she's on stage. At any time, Jasmine may touch you, but unless she tells you to, do not touch her. Ask nice, it's up to her, she just may let you. After one o clock Jasmine will be available for more photos, jell-o, or blowjob shots, and various lap dances. Public lap dances will be in the chair you're seated at, private will be in a separate room, not visible to the others. One-song topless public dances are now ten dollars, one song full nude public dances are twenty, Two-song topless public dances are twenty, and two song full nude public dances are thirty. Add five dollars to make it a private dance. We will draw the winning raffle prizes at two o clock, depending upon the amount of tickets sold the prizes will be drawn in order from second prize, up to the top prize. The prizewinners will have the right to receive all prizes ahead of paying customers, starting with the last person drawn, the person being the biggest winner. After prizes are awarded Jasmine will be available for photos, lap dances, and shots until four o clock.' I printed out a copy and brought it over to my wife. She read it over, and to my surprise, she said it sounded reasonable. Though, as I thought she would be, she was a bit skeptical of the last two raffle prizes. I assured her that I seriously doubted we would sell nearly that many tickets, and that I mostly wrote it to get people here to drool over her and spend money. Although, if by some chance we did sell that many, I would use my other contracts accordingly. I also assured her I would replace any clothes or toys given away. She agreed and it was on. Next she asked how many people I was inviting. I wasn't sure and thought for a while. We had six single male friends that were definite. Then there were two married friends whose wives would allow it and were close friends to Jess. Jess had three single male co-workers, two cooks and a waiter. Then there were these two customers of hers that are there every night just to check her out. That was thirteen. Then I have about seven guys I commonly work with that might be interested, and I was thinking about inviting about five of the guys at the community college she goes to part time. "Probably between twenty and thirty invitations." I told her. "Wow that many, okay." She said. I went to the computer and printed thirty copies. Then I set out to deliver them. Not knowing most addresses I figured I'd deliver them by hand. By the next day I had over half of them delivered, all I was missing was her co-workers and classmates. Jess was working that night though so I stopped by to visit. All three of the co-workers were there that night, so were the two customers. I made my rounds handing out the fliers discreetly, kissed my wife and left. In the parking lot I ran into an old friend we hadn't seen in about eight years, we talked a while and I gave him a flier. Nine left to go. Jess had class the next day so I followed her there and sat in the parking lot waiting for her classmates to arrive. I found four of them, and not the fifth I gave them all their fliers and waited a little longer. The last one never showed up, but just as I was about to leave, a Lincoln Navigator and a Porsche raced in together. I stopped to check out the cars and who were driving them. One man got out of each, both in suits walked inside. So I put a flier on each windshield. I stopped at the bar on my way home for a couple beers and got to talking with the bartender and the two guys next to me. To make a long story short I gave my last three invitations away there. In the three weeks leading up to the party I rearranged our house to fit up to sixty guests. I built a stage for Jess to dance on, and set up some lighting. I got a ton of alcohol and jell-o. I prepared the digital camera and the camcorder and got plenty of discs, batteries, and printing supplies. The time flew by between doing the prep work and the random naked odd jobs for my wife and now five of her friends. She had given my number to Emily, another one of her co-workers who called me to install a new vanity in her bathroom. She had also given it to Tammy and Gina, two of her best friends. Tammy had me change the alternator in her car, and I had to install a ceiling fan for Gina. Before I knew it the day was here. That afternoon I was at the house with my wife. "Wow, you did a great job setting up for this. Everything looks great, and look at all the room." She said. "Thanks, it was a lot of work. But looking at it, it was worth it. What about you, are you ready for tonight? Excited? Nervous?" I asked. "Actually I'm really nervous," she said. "I've never done anything like this before, Except for those couple times for you, Mark, and Luke, but that was just drunken playfulness."