The Birthday Gift

"She's in a meeting right now, but I'm sure the tickets won't be a problem. Let me check the computer to see if anyone's grabbed them," she said as I heard typing in the background. "And, I don't mind working hard, it just means I can play harder."

"Good point," I chuckled.

"Do you want two tickets on the 100 level right on the ice or the luxury suite?" Natalia asked.

"Wow, both are great choices," I replied.

"If you're going to wear Kings gear you'll be safer in the suite," Natalia giggled.

"I don't want to take up the whole suite with just two people," I said.

"Don't worry about that, I grabbed it for you. You and Lisa will have a fun time," Natalia said as I heard typing again. "I'm putting it onto her calendar as we speak."

"Thanks, Natalia," I said.

"No problem, I hear someone is turning 40 soon," she said playfully.

"Don't remind me," I chuckled.

"Oh, don't start giving me the whole bit about getting old, Scott," Natalia chided me. "You are a long way from over the hill."

"Thanks for saying that, tell Lisa to give you a raise," I smiled.

"Oh, I will," she laughed. "Should I have her call you after the meeting?"

"If she has time, if not just let her know about the hockey game," I said.

"Will do, have a great day Mr. Lawrie, I mean, Scott," she said.

"You too. Bye, Natalia," I said and ended the call. I sat there for a moment smiling and caught myself recalling just how good Natalia looked in her little black dress. I enjoyed our back and forth exchanges a lot and it seemed like she did too. I wondered if a stunning, young woman like Natalia could be interested in me but I wrote it off as the harmless flirtation between two nerds.

I was looking forward to taking Lisa to the hockey game. Having the suite would be a lot of fun, I had heard great things about the food selections they offered at the stadium and knew having a bit of privacy could lead to some naughty fun as well.

When the night of the game came around, I figured I would live dangerously so I donned a classic black and gray LA Kings jersey with Gretzky 99 on the back. Blackhawk fans have the reputation of being tough, but they appreciate their hockey so I was hoping nobody would want to kick my ass for wearing a "Great One" jersey.

I drove to Lisa's office and went into the building and up the elevator. When I walked into the office, Natalia was sitting at her desk and she smiled as she looked up at me.

"You are a brave man," she said as she shook her head from side to side.

"Gretzky," I said as I turned to show her the back.

"Good luck with that," she laughed as she buzzed Lisa. "Your husband is here." A moment later, Lisa appeared with the look on her face I knew all too well.

"I can't make the game," she sighed. "We're still on a conference call with a client for a project that must be tied up by tomorrow morning. I'm sorry, I know we had plans."

"Yeah, we did," I said as I looked into Lisa's brown eyes. I could tell she was stressed and unhappy to be turning me away. "It's ok, it's only a game."

"But you should go and enjoy yourself," Lisa said. When I was in Los Angeles, this would have been no problem at all, I could have called one of my friends and found a willing taker within a call or two. Here in Chicago, though, I hadn't met many people yet outside of Lisa's co-workers.

"I don't think I want to sit in a luxury box by myself," I said. "I'll just watch the game at home."

"There must be someone," Lisa said, looking over at Natalia. "Natalia, do you like hockey?"

"Does Patrick Kane like lighting the lamp?" Natalia quipped back.

"What?" Lisa asked, confused.

"She said she enjoys it a lot," I smiled.

"Oh, perfect," Lisa said as she was being called back into her office. "The two of you should go, have a good time."

"Are you sure?" I asked as my wife gave me a quick kiss good-bye.

"Yes, just don't bore her to death with sci-fi talk," Lisa smiled and then walked back into her office, closing the door behind her.

"This is awesome," Natalia said as she popped up from behind her desk and grabbed her black leather Coach bag. "I was afraid I'd get stuck here all night." She was dressed in a simple, yet elegant, black pencil skirt with a white button-down blouse that left the top 3 buttons undone. Both clung to her curves in a way that I'm sure made the men around the office drool. She completed the outfit with a pair of black leather pumps with about a 3" heel that straddled the line between sexy and business nicely.

"Do you need to go home and change?" I asked as she grabbed my arm as we walked out of the office.

"Why, don't you like my outfit?" Natalia asked me playfully.

"I just feel a bit underdressed," I smiled.

"Not at all, I'll just be overdressed," Natalia said as she pressed the button for the elevator. "They don't call it the Madhouse on Madison for nothing, 90% of the crowd will be in hockey jerseys. Of course, you're wearing the wrong team's jersey."

"That's why I'm in the safety of the luxury suite, remember?" I smiled as the elevator doors opened and we got on. "If there's a fight you'll have to be my muscle."

"I'll just tell them you're mentally challenged," Natalia giggled.

The ride to the game was quite enjoyable, Natalia and I got a chance to geek out a bit more on Doctor Who and we delved into Star Trek and Star Wars as well. I couldn't wrap my mind around a sexy, young woman being into all these things but I enjoyed hearing what she had to say.

We got to the Chicago Stadium and it lived up to the Madhouse on Madison name. Just walking from the parking lot to the stadium I heard various people yell that the Kings sucked and that I should go back to LA. Natalia smiled her best "I told you so" smile. Three Blackhawk jersey-clad guys, all about my size and already pretty drunk were walking right towards us as we walked to our gate and they were not happy to see a Kings jersey outside their stadium.

"Hey asshole," one guy said. "I think you're in the wrong city." I am not one to back down from a fight, especially when I'm in the company of a woman like Natalia, but I knew antagonizing these guys would be a bad move. Before I could do anything, Natalia sprung into action.

"Hey," Natalia said as she wagged her finger at the three like a kindergarten teacher would at unruly students. "Name one hockey player in the world that was better than Wayne Fucking Gretzky."

The three men stopped in her tracks and looked at each other then back at her, they cocked their heads like deer caught in headlights and stood silently as she grabbed my arm and turned me so they could read the back of my jersey.

"Oh, sorry," one of them said. "Gretzky was fucking awesome." With that, they moved on and I looked at Natalia the way you'd look at a magician that just made the Statue of Liberty disappear.

"You are one bad ass nerd," I smiled.

"Shut up," she smiled wide. "I didn't want to have to explain to Lisa how your pretty face got all messed up."

"Oh, so I'm pretty?" I smiled.

"Stop being such a girl and let's go watch some hockey," Natalia said blushing slightly.

The luxury suite sat just about at center ice and was amazing. There were three big-screen televisions on the walls, a nice leather couch, and two leather recliners in the suite and there were 8 stadium seats out in front. It could have easily fit 15 people but Natalia and I had it all to ourselves.

A server popped in and let us know the fridge was full of various beer and soda choices and gave us a menu for the food items that they offered. I caught him checking Natalia out as she looked over the menu and he gave me a "way to go" smile.

Natalia and I ordered some nachos and had a few beers as we watched the first period from the stadium seats out in front of the box. I loved how she got into the game, her eyes rarely left the puck and she loved riding the Kings players by yelling that they sucked. More than once she turned to me with a smile that said, "sorry."

"Are you having fun?" Natalia asked as the first period ended, the Blackhawks were already up 3 to 0 over my Kings.

"Yes, I am," I said as I looked into her grey-blue eyes. "Thanks for coming along."

"Anytime," she smiled warmly.

"I should have told you to invite your boyfriend, we have plenty of room," I said fishing.

"I don't have one at the moment, remember I work almost as much as your wife," she said as she finished her beer. "Besides, that wouldn't be any fun for you."

"I have to admit, you do surprise me," I smiled.

"How so?" Natalia asked as she leaned so close to me that I inhaled her sweet perfume.

"It's rare to find a girl into sci-fi and hockey, especially one as beautiful and charming as you are," I said with a grin.

"Thank you, Scott," she smiled. "I guess we're going to test out the 'Harry Met Sally' conundrum, hmm?"

"You mean, can men and women be friends?" I said. "I shouldn't admit I know that, it has to take some points off of my guy cred."

"Yeah, it does," Natalia laughed and flipped her long, dark hair back. "It's ok, your secret is safe with me. And, to answer the question, I do believe men and women can be friends."

"You think so?" I grinned.

"I do, as long as the guy has a brain, which not all of you do," Natalia smiled. "Are you ready for an Italian beef sandwich with extra hot peppers?"

"You are a Chicago girl, aren't you?" I chuckled.

"You know it!" Natalia laughed as she got up and headed into the suite.

The rest of the game was more of the same. Talking with Natalia was just so easy that I had to catch myself a few times from saying something I shouldn't say. I knew that I was not on a date with the 25-year-old beauty but it sure felt like it at times. I like to think I'm evolved enough to know that men and women could technically be just friends but it was hard to think of a sexy girl like Natalia as one of the guys.

After the game, I drove her back to the office to pick up her car just as my wife and a few other people were leaving. We got out of the car and made small talk. My wife complained about how late they had to work and Natalia thanked her for letting her leave to go to the game.

"Did he behave himself?" My wife asked Natalia.

"Yeah, I kept him in line," Natalia smiled. "We had a lot of fun."

"Yeah, Natalia is a bad ass," I grinned.

"Well, thanks for going, I knew he would never go alone," my wife said.

"Anytime," Natalia smiled. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Natalia," my wife and I said in unison before getting into our respective cars and driving back to our house. Once we got home, my wife apologized more than a few times for missing the game and promised to make the next one. As we got ready for bed she started asking me about the game.

"So what did you two talk about all night?" Lisa asked as she got undressed.

"Hockey, television, how much of a slave driver her boss is," I grinned.

"Nice," Lisa said as she rolled her eyes and slipped into her flannel PJs.

"She actually likes sci-fi stuff, so we had a lot of ground to cover," I said.

"Really?" my wife asked.

"Yes, does that surprise you?" I asked as I undressed.

"A bit, she doesn't seem the type," my wife said as she slipped into bed.

"You mean she's too hot to like nerd stuff?" I grinned as I slipped into bed in only my boxers.

"So you think she's hot?" Lisa asked annoyed.

"There is no good way to answer that question," I groaned. "Besides, it's not a question I expect from you."

"Why's that?" Lisa shot back.

"Because, you're not that insecure," I said as I looked over into her brown eyes. "You know I think you're the most beautiful woman in the world, dear," I said intentionally overselling it.

"Thanks a lot," Lisa said with a wry smile. "Do you think she's hot?"

"Let's see," I smiled, looking into Lisa's brown eyes. "If I say 'no,' you'll tell me that I'm lying. If I say 'yes,' I'm in the doghouse."

"So, you don't think I can take the truth?" Lisa smiled wider, knowing she was walking me into a no-win situation.

"Do you think she's hot?" I asked, answering my wife's question with my own question.

"Hell yes," Lisa smiled. "I'd totally fuck her. Her breasts are amazing. I'm pretty sure they're real too, what do you think?"

"I don't think," I smiled. "I don't think at all, I find thinking can get me into trouble."

"You're such a nerd," Lisa giggled.

"Yeah, but I'm your nerd," I smiled as I leaned over and kissed Lisa's soft lips with a passionate, lingering kiss.

"Mmm," Lisa moaned into the kiss as she pressed her body up against mine. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her even closer to me. She pushed me onto my back and straddled me as we kissed. My hands moved to her hips as her body rocked slowly against mine as our kisses grew in intensity.

I let out a moan as Lisa's tongue entered my mouth and made a few playful circles around my tongue. My cock was already standing at full attention under my boxers and Lisa was driving me crazy by grinding her body against it. I let my right hand move up her back and I grabbed a handful of her soft blonde hair and tugged it back.

"Fuck," Lisa moaned as I pulled her down so I could kiss her neck. I softly nibbled on her soft skin as my hands moved to quickly unbutton her pajama top. The minute it was open I pulled her to me so I could ravish her 36Cs. My tongue teased her hard nipples with a few quick circles and she let out a scream as I playfully nibbled on her sweet flesh.

Lisa moved down my body, pulling my boxers off and tossing them to the floor. She looked up at me with her brown eyes as she grabbed my hard cock with her right hand and started licking the shaft and tip like she would a melting ice cream cone.

"You are a bad girl," I moaned low. Lisa responded with a big smile that showed off her sexy dimples. She wrapped her soft, warm lips around my engorged manhood and slowly bobbed her head up and down on my dick, driving me absolutely insane. I reached down, grabbed her hair and pulled her back up to me, I flipped her onto her back and quickly removed her pajama bottoms down her sexy long legs.

"So punish me," Lisa smiled as I mounted her. I looked into her eyes as I guided her legs up over my shoulders and used my hard, throbbing cockhead to spank her clit.

"Punish you?" I asked, spanking her clit harder, bouncing my hard cock off of it over and over as she squirmed beneath me.

"Yes, baby. I need it," Lisa whined in a sexy voice. I slid my cockhead slowly up and down her pink pussy lips, coating it in her juices as she moaned with pleasure. "Fuck me," she begged.

"What was that?" I asked with a smile as my cockhead continued to tease Lisa's dripping wet pussy lips.

"Fuck me," Lisa moaned louder. She bit down on her plump lower lip as her brown eyes begged me to take her. I could feel the steam from her pussy as my cockhead slowly teased her wet lips one last time before I slid it slowly inside of her, causing her to grab the sheets and moan.

I fucked her slowly, my hard cock moving in and out of her tight pussy as my hands explored her body. She pushed her head back into her pillow as my hands cupped her tits, I used my thumbs and forefingers to squeeze her hard nipples as I started to fuck her faster.

"You are so sexy," I groaned, my cock pumping Lisa's pussy as she started breathing harder, her breasts rising and falling with each shallow breath. Every time my cock slammed deep inside of her wet pussy she let out a little shrieking sound and she bit her lower lip every time I slid back out of her.

"Fill me, baby," Lisa moaned. My big hands moved to her hips and I pulled her sexy body to mine as I thrust my cock deep inside of her again and again. She let out a scream as I felt her pussy grip down hard on my cock. The sensation sent me over the edge and I closed my eyes and saw Natalia's face as I started to explode, filling Lisa's tight, warm pussy with every drop of my cum.

"Oh fuck, yes," I groaned as Lisa's pussy milked out every drop of cum it could from my hard cock until we were both spent. I stayed in that position with Lisa's long legs up over my shoulders for a moment. I opened my eyes and watched my wife as she came down from her orgasm, my hard cock still resting deep inside of her dripping pussy. She opened her brown eyes and smiled at me.

"That was amazing, baby," Lisa grinned.

"Thank you," I said as I slid my cock from her pussy and she let her leg fall. "You weren't half-bad yourself." I leaned in and gave her a kiss before rolling over on my side of the bed. She followed me, snuggling next to me as her manicured fingernail traced a pattern on my chest.

"So, do you think she's hot or not?" Lisa asked, giggling hard.

"You know," I groaned. "I'm starting to think I should be jealous of Natalia."

"Goodnight, sweetheart," Lisa said as she kissed my cheek.

"Goodnight," I said as I wrapped my arm around her as she drifted off to sleep. I don't have to tell any of you what my answer would have been had I given an honest one. There was no doubt that Natalia was extremely hot. She had the body of a Playboy Playmate, an outgoing personality, a great sense of humor and she was a nerd at heart. If I'd have designed the perfect woman, I couldn't have done so well.

I almost felt guilty at seeing Natalia's pretty face as I filled my wife with my seed. It's not that I had never fantasized about another woman during sex, but this time was different. For one thing, I wasn't trying to picture her, her image just showed up. I don't know if it was because I had just spent the night with her at the hockey game or if it was because my wife was asking me if I thought she was hot. One thing I did know was that Natalia was starting to pop into my head a lot and that scared me.

At almost 40 years old, I agreed with Natalia that men and women could be friends. I'm not saying that I wouldn't want to do more with a girl like Natalia, but I understood the alternative was only having friends that were men or women I'd never dream of fucking and that didn't sound like any fun.

As I was drifting off to sleep, I wondered why my wife kept asking me if I thought Natalia was hot. It's possible she was just busting my balls and enjoyed watching me squirm. It wasn't totally without precedent as Lisa had asked me before if I thought various women were hot, usually actresses or strangers we'll see when we were out. Every now and then she'd giggle and say she'd like to do them. We'd never had a threesome but never ruled it out, both agreeing it would take the right women and the right circumstances.

Maybe Lisa did have a bit of a girl crush on Natalia. I certainly couldn't blame her if she did. A smile crossed my face just imagining the two of them together. Those two perfect bodies intertwined, kissing and grinding against each other. I drifted off to sleep and had a wonderful dream about the two of them.

The weeks leading up to my birthday had Lisa working excessive hours yet again. It seemed like it was getting to be a nightly ritual when I'd get a call from Lisa telling me she was working later than expected. She'd apologize when she got home and she kept telling me that she'd make it up to me on my birthday weekend. While I didn't have all the details, the plan was for us to go to a nice hotel downtown on my birthday, which fell on a Friday, and spend two glorious days without cell phones or deadlines.

Lisa has never been good at picking out presents for me. I'm not saying I did not appreciate each and every present she'd gotten for me over the years but it just was not her strong point. I always chalked it up to the fact that she wasn't into the same nerdy stuff I was, at the time, I didn't think any woman was. This year she was putting a lot more swagger behind her claims that she'd found me just the right gift. I translated that to mean she had Natalia pick something out for me. It wouldn't be the first time an assistant shopped for a busy executive, and in this case, I was excited to see what I'd get.