An Anniversary Surprise

It was their tenth anniversary, and and were settled into the hotel room Tony had booked for them, sipping some wine. The two of them had figured that 10 years was probably something worth celebrating, so they had grabbed a room for the weekend.

Tony seemed a bit nervous as he pulled something out of his bag. "So, um...I brought something for us to do.." he said, handing his wife the box.

She glanced down, a little surprised to be looking at a card game for adults. She wasn't exactly the "adult game" type, though it didn't surprise her that her husband would be interested. She had always been very vanilla and timid in the bedroom, and while he tried to encourage her to be a bit more playful, they had seemingly come to a quiet understanding. But it was their anniversary, and she was willing to try something new for him.

"What kind of game is this?" she asked curiously, examining the box.

"It's a couples game," Tony replied with a mischievous smile. "Each card has a challenge for either the man or the woman to perform."

Allie raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the idea. She had to admit, it sounded like it could be fun. "And what kind of challenges are we talking about?" she asked, her curiosity getting the best of her.

"Oh, just some fun and flirty things to spice up our weekend," Tony replied, trying to play it cool. The truth was he hadn't really even thought to look at what the challenges were--he just liked the idea of playing something a bit more kinky with his wife.

Allie chuckled and took a sip of her wine. "Alright, let's give it a try," she said, surprising them both a little.

Tony gestured to his wife. "Ladies first."

Allie cleared her throat and drew a card. As she read it, her face reddened a bit.

The challenge on the card instructed her to blindfold Tony and tease him with various objects she found in the room. Allie felt a rush of nerves at the suggestion. She was not used to taking the lead in their intimate moments, but she could tell Tony was completely invested in the game.

With a playful glint in her eye, Allie reached for the silk scarf Tony had packed in his suitcase and gently tied it around his eyes. "Well this is fun." he said.

As she rummaged through the room, Allie found a feathered pen on the desk and a chilled ice cube from the minibar. She lightly traced the feather along Tony's neck, feeling a thrill at his sharp intake of breath.

Encouraged by his response, she moved closer, the feather dancing along his skin in soft, teasing strokes.

Tony's hands clenched at his sides as he tried to hold back a shiver. Allie could see the effect she was having on him and couldn't help but feel a thrill of empowerment. It was exhilarating to take control, to see her husband surrendering to her touch.

Tony squirmed beneath her ministrations, his other senses heightened by the loss of sight.

Encouraged by how he had responded, Allie leaned in to his ear and whisper "your turn." She sat back down, feeling both empowered and a little embarassed by her own reaction. Tony took off his blindfold. "Well, I think I'm gonna like this game..." he teased as he grabbed his card, his own face a bit flushed.

The truth was, Tony was hiding his own awkwardness. He had never once thought of Allie in a more leading or dominant role, and was surprised to find how aroused he had been by it.

As he read the card to himself, his face flushed and Allie could tell he was flustered and surprised.

"What does it say?" she asked.

He cleared his throat. "Um..it says, for the next turn for each of you, sit on the floor in front of your partner, only looking up at her with her permission."

"Oh." Allie said simply in surprise.

Tony actively avoided her eyes as he took his place at her feet. He wasn't sure how he felt about this, but he couldn't be the first to try to get out of a challenge.

Allie watched, her breathe catching a bit at the sight of her husband, sitting on the floor by her feet, unable to look at her without her granting permission. She felt a little rush of something she hadn't felt before.

"Ok..um..my turn I guess." She said as she reached for the card.

Her voice was low as she read the card, her heart fluttering. "Have your partner stand in front of you and strip. Make a point of inspecting him to see if he is up to your standards."

Allie felt a rush of nerves as she looked at Tony for his response. He looked up at her, surprised by the card. "What kind of game.."

Before she could stop herself, she quietly cut him off "You're not supposed to look at me. Unless I say. Remember."

Tony's eyes widened a bit in surprise and then looked away. He got up, still muttering a bit to himself. He felt exposed, vulnerable under his wife's gaze--a completely new feeling as he began to unbutton his shirt.

Allie's eyes followed his every move, a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty swirling within her.

As Tony stripped off his shirt, revealing his toned chest and defined muscles, Allie couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. She had never seen him in this light before, each inch of skin bared before her scrutiny.

Tony swallowed nervously, trying to maintain his composure as he kicked off his shoes and removed his pants. Standing before Allie in only his boxers, he waited for her next move with bated breath.

Allie's eyes roamed over Tony's body, taking in every detail as she pretended to inspect him. She could see the tension in his muscles, the vulnerability in his eyes, and a newfound sense of power washed over her.

Her voice was quiet, almost hesitant as she said "Boxers too."

Tony was never shy about exposing himself in front of his wife. On the contrary, he seemed to seek out the opportunity to do so. So it was weird to Allie to see him like this, hesitating, clearly feeling uncomfortable. He reached down, pulling down his boxers.

Allie watched as her husband's arousal sprang free, eyeing it critically. She felt a sudden rush of emotion, a mix of desire, fear, and a strange sense of power.

"Hmmm...." she said, pretending to inspect him. "Not bad."

Tony glanced up at her, surprised. Emboldened by her growing arousal, Allie quickly spoke up "Did I say you could look at me?"

Tony got obviously flustered. "No..sorry..." he said, looking away.

Allie couldn't believe how turned on she was by this game. It was unlike anything she had ever done before and it was making her arousal grow stronger with each challenge.

"Your turn," she said, her voice steady.

Tony nodded, feeling small, exposed. He reached out, grabbing his next card.

"Oh, Jesus..." he muttered as he read the card to himself. Allie couldn't help but smirk. She liked this game.

"Well?" she asked.

Tony cleared his throat. "It says you get to choose an outfit for me to wear for the rest of the night. And..I have to wear it."

Allie couldn't help but laugh at the card. This was a role reversal she never imagined. "Oh, really?" she said, trying to keep a straight face.

Allie stood up, her eyes scanning the room for something suitable, a mischievous grin on her face. She thought of all the times he had bought her lingerie without ever asking her if she would like it, just expecting that he would wear whatever he bought like a good little wife. So revealing and uncomfortable, just to please him. Her eyes twinkled with the opportunity to flip the tables a bit.

Tony watched nervously as his wife rummaged through her suitcase. Allie finally emerged from the pile of clothes with a victorious smile on her face. In her hand she held a skirt, one he had bought her. She had insisted it was too short, too revealing, but he had bought it anyway.

"Jesus Allie you can't be serious!" He exclaimed.

"Are you looking at me again?" she said in response, and the firm command in her voice shocked her husband. She was enjoying this twist, the power starting to get to her.

He looked aware, increasingly uncomfortable with the newfound control his wife was having.

She handed him the skirt.

Tony couldn't believe this was happening. Reluctantly, he took the short skirt from her and cautiously began to step into it, looking down all the time, making sure not to make the mistake of looking at her face again.

The tight skirt hugged his waist and rode up his thigh, leaving little to the imagination. He stood in front of his wife, only in a short skirt, his arousal strained against the fabric, and he knew he must look ridiculous.

Allie struggled to stiffle a laugh. "Oh I was right." She said, teasing. "It does make you look like a little slut."

Tony's face burned red with embarrassment.

"My turn!" his wife said brightly, her initial hesitation quickly fading away.

"Ooo.." she said, now enjoying as she read it. "You told your spouse to do the dishes while you were out, but you came home to a sink full of dirty dishes. Take him over your knee and show him what happens when he doesn't listen."

Tony couldn't help but feel a rush of dread as she read the card. He looked up at her, his eyes wide with surprise and a hint of fear. "Allie... this... this isn't..." he trailed off, not sure how to argue a game that he had bought and suggested.

Allie smirked, seeing the shock on his face. "Hey, this was your idea. Now, I think you need to learn a lesson for not following instructions." She sat down on the chair. "Over my knee, baby." she said, patting her knee.

Tony hesitated for a moment, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and apprehension. But the game was his idea, and he knew he had to follow through.

With a deep breath, he slowly approached the chair, his eyes never leaving the floor. He reached the chair and, without looking up, bent across his wife's lap. He felt the skirt ride up, revealing even more of him to his wife.

Allie's eyes widened as she saw her husband's submission, feeling a rush of power and desire. She could see the humiliation in his eyes.

"I've told you before, I want you to help more around the house," she said softly, her lips close to Tony's ear.

She raised her hand and brought it down hard on Tony's ass, watching his body jerk from the sudden impact.

"Ow! Shit!" he squirmed in her lap and she put one hand on the small of his back, holding him in place.

"I think it's time you learned your lesson." she said, spanking him again as her husband yelped once more in response.

She reached down, flipping his skirt up. Her eyes widened as she saw his bare bottom, the red marks already beginning to show. Allie felt a surge of arousal and power, her husband's submission a turn on unlike any other.

The third spank came down hard, causing Tony to cry out again.

Allie couldn't help but laugh at the sight before her. Her husband, once the one in control, now squirming and moaning as she spanked him in his own game.

"Are we gonna listen next time?" She teased.

"Yes, shit!" He groaned, feeling the sting where she had spanked him.

"Good. Then it's your turn." she said, letting him up, giving his ass a little pat as he stood.

He thought about trying to convince her to stop, but something about the way the last few turns had gone made him hesitant about it. He pulled his next card, letting out a whimper of dread as he read the next card.

"Your partner doesn't appreciate how much of a stud you are, so time to show her. Grab a pillow and hump it as hard as you can, as if you're fucking it."

Allie couldn't help it--she laughed out loud.

As Tony's turned to show her the card, his eyes darted nervously. He gulped, swallowing hard as he realized how humiliating this task would be.

"You're a sick, twisted man," she said, a mix of lust and humor in her voice.

He cleared his throat, trying to maintain his dignity while he awkwardly grabbed a pillow from the couch.

Tony positioned the pillow on the floor, kneeling down and positioning himself on top of it. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes as he began to hump the pillow with vigor. He could feel the skirt ride up even further, revealing his erection, and he knew this was the most embarrassing moment of his life.

Allie watched, enjoying the sight before her. She never knew she could experience so much satisfaction from seeing her husband humiliated.

"Mm...that's it baby..." she teased him. "Show that pillow who's boss."

Just then, there was a knock at their hotel room door. Tony froze. Allie smiled. "Nuh uh...I wouldn't want to interrupt you too. You keep going, I'll get it."

She paused, waiting until Tony, feeling embarrassed, continued humping the pillow. She threw a robe loosely over her naked body, quickly tying a light knot as she opened the door.

Standing in front of her was a young man, maybe early twenties, still in college, holding a tray with room service.

Allie's eyes met the young man's as he said "Um..your dinner..." he said, holding out a tray. She noticed the young man's eyes dart down, and she followed his gaze to realize that her knot wasn't particularly tight and her cleavage was on full display.

Allie had never cheated on her husband. Never even thought of it. But the evening had been full of surprises, and she felt a rush seeing this twenty-something so flustered.

"Oh, thank you!" she said, her voice sultry. "Let me just get you a tip." She turned, digging through her purse. She could hear the faint grunts of her husband still humping the pillow in the bedroom. She grabbed out a few dollars, and before turning, she discretely reached down, loosening the knot on her robe more so that when she turned, even less was left to the imagination.

As the young man took the money, his eyes widened even more, now staring at the exposed skin. Allie smirked to herself, seeing the internal struggle in his mind as he tried to pry his eyes away, but couldn't.

"You know a picture would last longer" she teased.

The young man blushed, stammering. "Yes..um...I'm sorry..." starting to back away. But Allie was enjoying herself and she got an impish gleam in her eye.

"Leaving so soon?" she said, a pout in her voice.

The young man froze, torn between leaving and staying. Allie took full advantage of his discomfort, stepping closer and letting the robe fall open, revealing her naked body as she leaned in close.

"Maybe you should come inside for dinner?" she whispered seductively.

"I...I can't...I..." he stammered, not knowing where to put his eyes.

"Well, that's a shame." She teased, gently tugging at the side of her robe as she let it fall, now completely naked, watching the young man's eyes practically bug out of his head.

"Because you see, it's my anniversary but my husband is..." she paused, thinking of him wearing her skirt, humping a pillow in the other room "..well, he has other interests."

He hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting between Allie and her half-open door. But then he took a deep breath and made his decision. He stumbled towards her, his eyes never leaving her naked body.

With a sly grin, Allie led him back into the bedroom, where she could hear her husband's grunts getting louder and more frequent on the pillow.

As they entered, the young man's eyes widened at the sight before him. Tony, still wearing Allie's skirt and clearly aroused, was humping the pillow with abandon, his face flushed and his moans filling the room.

Allie chuckled, clearly enjoying the reaction from the surprised young man. "Still going dear?" she said and Tony turned, his eyes widening at the sudden invasion.

The young man stood frozen for a moment, his eyes darting between Tony and Allie. His face flushed red as he struggled for words.

"That's it baby.." Allie said, leaning in closer to Tony, teasing him. "You just make that pillow your bitch." Getting a thrill out of the horror and shame on his face.

She turned, facing the boy. He was torn between shock and arousal.

"See? He's kind of busy. But maybe you could help me?" She said turning, making a show of bending slowly for the young man as she got on all fours, right across from her husband, facing him.

The young man's eyes were wide with shock and arousal, his breath hitched as he took in the sight.

"You... you want me to... " he stammered, his face darkening with embarrassment.

Allie chuckled, reaching back, running her hand over her ass. "Come on baby, don't be shy."

Allie was getting a sick thrill from this all. Her husband right across from her, the complete shame and humiliation on his face as he humped a pillow. The way this boy was acting in response to her forward teasing and prompting.

The young man looked at her, his eyes shifting between her face and her body. He could feel his own arousal growing, and he struggled to find the words to refuse her request.

He took a deep breath and stepped closer, his eyes never leaving hers. He reached out hesitantly and ran his fingers over Allie's smooth, bare skin. His touch felt electrifying, and Allie let out a soft moan.

That was enough to remove any hesitation the young man had. Almost frantically he reached down, pulling off his pants, his firm cock springing free. He grabbed Allie's hips, positioning himself behind her.

He lined himself up and slowly began to enter her. Allie moaned out loud, feeling his thickness inside her, her pussy pulsing around him. Tony, still humping the pillow, watched in disbelief, his face a mix of envy and disgust. The young man reached around her, caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples, causing Allie to arch her back and cry out in pleasure.

Tony, still humping his pillow, tried to ignore the scene in front of him, but his eyes kept darting at them both, his wife facing him.

As the young man continued to fuck Allie from behind, she looked directly at her husband. Her eyes were filled with a mixture of excitement and malice.

Tony's eyes met hers, wide with shock and embarrassment.

"Allie..." he whispered, his voice shaking. "What are you doing?"

"Mm..." she smirked back at him. "Getting fucked."

With a sly grin, she reached forward and grabbed a handful of Tony's hair, pulling his head forward until he looked directly into her eyes.

The young man grunted, driving further into her, his cock hitting her in just the right spot as he thrust. Allie moaned and cried out, her pleasure becoming more and more intense, moaning directly into her husband's face.

The young man's breath was coming in ragged gasps, his whole body shaking as he fucked Allie. He reached around her again, gripping her hips tightly as he thrust into her.

Between moans, Allie taunted her husband. "Are you gonna cum? Hmm? Are you gonna cum fucking your little pillow while your wife..ugh...gets properly fucked?"

Tony continued to hump the pillow, and in spite of the shame and anger he felt, his thrusts got stronger, more relentless. He wanted to stop himself, but he was so turned on by it all.

Allie laughed, moaning into his face. "You are, aren't? God you're pathetic." she taunted.

She got a devilish smile on her face. "Cum before he does, and he won't be the only guy I fuck in front of you this weekend."

The young man continued to pound into her, thrusting harder, the sound of his hips slapping against Allie from behind filled the room.

Allie watched as her husband struggled in front of her. She could see the internal struggle he felt, thrusting hard agains the pillow, so aroused, trying so hard to control the rising orgasm he could feel coming.

She could feel the young man's cock throbbing inside her. "Ahh! Yes! Fuck me harder!" she cried out, her voice echoing through the room.

Tony was close now, fighting hard to control himself, but losing quickly.

Allie could see it--could tell her husband was about to cum. "Cum for me, Tony!" she shouted, her voice full of malice and triumph. "Cum while your wife is being fucked by a stranger!"