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Valentine's Day Surprise

byPrairie_Dreamer©

Heidi Mattson could hardly contain her excitement as she quickly packed a suitcase with her and her husband, Brad's, clothing. She had planned a surprise for him, a Valentine's Day surprise. She couldn't wait to see his face when she picked him up after work. She'd arranged for her sister to ride with her and take Brad's car home, so he'd have no choice but to go with her. She knew he'd be a little nervous. Brad never really liked surprises, but she knew he'd like this one if he gave it a chance.

Looking through Brad's closet, she chose a pair of tan dress slacks made from a soft fabric, a black shirt that she knew fit him snugly, showing off his broad, muscular shoulders and hairy chest. She added the appropriate shoes and socks to the suitcase, then grabbed their toiletries from the bathroom that adjoined the master suite. From her own closet, Heidi chose a short blue cocktail dress, thigh high stockings, and a black push-up bra. She also took some more casual shorts and tops, adding her clothing to the other side of the double-sided luggage.

She picked up their hotel registration info. on her way out the door, and finally she was on her way. She and her sister arrived at Brad's office promptly at 5:00, and within a few minutes Brad's blue Monte Carlo was gone. She didn't have long to wait before she saw him exit the building, carrying his jacket and swinging his briefcase.

Even after three years of marriage, she couldn't believe how gorgeous he was. His black hair framed a chiseled masculine face and his chocolate-brown eyes made her melt. She hoped he hadn't planned on getting a lot of work done over the weekend. She got out of the car and began walking toward him, her straight navy skirt and pink blouse set off her curvaceous figure to perfection. Silky hose covered her long legs, and navy pumps with three-inch heels completed her outfit.

"Brad," she hollered, waving, "Surprise!"

"What do you mean surprise?" he questioned, a grin on his face. He looked her up and down appreciatively, and then pulled her to him for a quick, hard kiss.

"I have a Valentine's surprise for you, babe," she announced, a saucy smile on her full lips. "Get in my car and we'll be on our way."

"But, where's my car," he asked, a touch of anxiety entering his voice.

"Don't worry. It's taken care of." Heidi reassured him. He sat back, apparently deciding to go along with her game.

After a relaxing hour and a half drive, they pulled up at the hotel where she'd booked their reservations. It was a small, secluded place, perfect for a weekend of romance, and for everything else she had planned. The manager had assured her that their privacy would be protected, and that the staff was well paid for their discretion. They were shown to their room and as soon as the concierge had brought in their luggage and left, Heidi helped Brad out of his clothing.

"We have dinner reservations at 7:30," she informed him as she undid his tie and, tossing it aside, unbuttoned his white shirt, pulling the tails from his pants. "You have time for a shower, and I've packed some special clothes for you to wear tonight." She kissed his mouth softly while running her hands over his chest and gently pinching his sensitive nipples. She unfastened his pants and slid them down his hips, pulling his silky black boxers with them. He kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his pants. His penis was thick and firm with the beginnings of an erection. She couldn't resist stroking the silky length of it, then gently squeezing the sensitive head.

"We won't make it to supper if you keep that up," Brad stated, his voice husky with arousal.

"Oh, we'll definitely make it, big boy, if you think you want me now, just wait until after supper." Her teasing, sexy voice made him even harder.

"What have you got planned, Heidi?" He asked curiously.

"Something you'll like, I promise." She said, continuing to lightly stroke his lengthening penis. "Now, get in the shower. I'll change and be ready when you get done," she directed, pushing him toward the huge marble bathroom. He padded into the room his cock bobbing in front of him as he walked. She waited until she heard the shower running, and then took off her own clothes.

She picked up Brad's discarded clothing, hiding it in an empty drawer in the nightstand. She wanted to be sure he wore only the clothes she'd brought for him. She removed her skirt and blouse, exchanging them for a short midnight blue cocktail dress that left little to the imagination. The low-cut neckline left the top half of her generous breasts exposed nearly to the nipples. The short length barely covered the tops of her stockings. The air in the room felt cool against her bare pussy.

She was clipping on her sapphire necklace when Brad entered the room, his wet hair curling softly around his face and his chest hair damply matted. A fluffy white towel was wrapped snuggly around his narrow hips.

"Here are you clothes, Brad," Heidi said, pointing to the slacks and black shirt lying on the bed. "Let me help you get these on," she offered, a sexy smile lighting up her face. He stared at her, his intense gaze taking in the revealing dress.

"You look beautiful, Heidi," he said passionately. She walked to him, using both hands to pull the towel loose from his waist. He stared openly at her cleavage as she ran her hands over his chest and flicked her long, red nails across his nipples. He reached for her, but she grabbed his hands quickly.

"Not now, Brad. Later you can touch me all you want, but not now." She picked up the slacks from the bed, and kneeled down to help him step into them.

"Where are my shorts?" he asked as he slipped his legs into the pants.

"You aren't going to wear any," Heidi confessed. "This is our fantasy. Remember the one we talked about last week? The one where we fantasized about your cock being exposed in public? Remember how hard you got, and how intensely you came?" As she talked, she lightly caressed his cock, which was once again swelling with passion.

"Oh no, Heidi, that was only a fantasy. I can't really take a chance of anyone seeing me." He finished nervously.

"You will take a chance, Brad." Heidi told him in no uncertain terms. "You'll do exactly what I say, when I say it. This is my fantasy, too, and there's no way you're ruining it!" She finished adamantly.

Brad was surprised by the quickness of her anger, and he knew how she could be when she got like that. The last time he'd made her angry, she hadn't let him touch her for two weeks. It had been a miserable time, and he'd been careful not to let it happen again. She'd continued to fondle his prick while they talked, and her anger had only served to increase the pressure and intensity of her caress.

"You'll do it, won't you Brad? You'll do exactly what I say because you know it will be the hottest orgasm of your life." Brad groaned softly as she rubbed pre-cum around the sensitive head of his cock. "Say it, Brad," she demanded. "Say you'll do what I tell you."

"I'll do it. Yes." Brad conceded, as she pumped his cock between her hands. She released him abruptly, leaving him trembling with arousal as she reached down to pull the slacks up over his hips. She carefully buttoned and zipped them, then looked with appreciation at how his erection made a tent in the front. Rising to her feet, she reached down, and pulled the material apart between his legs. Brad felt the coolness of the air on his testicles and ass, and Heidi reached inside the pants and took his cock out through the opening.

"I took out the seam in your pants just for tonight." Heidi told Brad, "I want to be able to see and touch your cock whenever I want to, and to show it to anyone else that I want." His eyes were glazed with arousal, and he trembled. She pulled the tight shirt over his head, tucked it in the waist of the loose fitting pants, and slipped a narrow black belt around his waist. Their little game had made her pussy so hot and wet, Heidi didn't know if she could stand it until after supper.

She adjusted Brad's pants so his cock was covered again, although it still tented out in front, and then she picked up her handbag and walked toward the door. "Come on, Brad." She urged. "As he walked toward her she could see brief flashes of skin where the seam was open. His erect penis pushing against the material made the open seam gape more that it would have otherwise.

Brad walked toward his wife. Her eyes were glued to his crotch. He could still feel the cool air coming through the opening in his pants as he walked. The idea of going out in public like this terrified him, but it also made him incredibly horny.

His heart was pounding as they stepped into the hallway and headed toward the restaurant on the other side of the hotel. He hoped his erection would go away, but he remained stubbornly hard. An elderly woman passed them, and Brad couldn't even meet her gaze. To his embarrassment, he found himself hoping she was looking at his cock, hoping she could see his balls through the open seam. The head of his cock felt so sensitive as it rubbed against the soft material of his slacks, pointing straight out as if giving directions to the dining room.

When they reached the restaurant, they waited behind two other groups for the host to seat them. As they waited, Brad felt Heidi's hand on his ass, and then her fingers touched his bare skin. Oh my god, he thought to himself, the seam must be open half way up the back too! Her warm, nimble fingers lightly ran up and down the crack of his ass, then her index finger probed between his cheeks, finding his tight puckered asshole. He gasped at the intensity of his reaction, then tried to hide his expression as a woman in front of them turned to see why he'd gasped. He felt himself blushing as the woman's gaze dropped to the front of his pants. He was mortified when she winked at him, then continued to stare. His cock jerked involuntarily, as if acknowledging her admiring look.

He felt the tip of Heidi's finger penetrating his bottom, slowly fucking in and out of his hole. He felt his balls pulling up, and he knew if she didn't stop he'd come right there. Luckily, the host returned at that moment, indicating that he and Heidi should follow him, along with the couple in front of them. Her finger slipped from between his cheeks, and he put his hand on her waist, directing her to follow the host.

He could see the heat in her eyes, and he knew how hot it had made her to finger him that way. He wished he could feel how wet she was. Her full breasts jiggled above the low-cut neckline of her dress as she walked, and Brad couldn't help noticing how many of the diners stared at her tits. He also knew they noticed how his pants tented out in front, how his cock wagged in front of him as if asking for attention. He couldn't remember ever being this hard, or needing to come this bad. He knew his face was flushed and his breathing rapid.

They were shown to a small table for two near the back of the dining room. When he leaned over to pull out Heidi's chair for her, he felt his pants pull open and cool air hit his ass and balls. He stood up quickly, hoping no one had noticed, and then remained in a more upright position as he scooted her chair forward, enjoying the view down the front of her dress. From this angle, he could see the dusky pinkness of her areolas.

He walked around to his own chair, and when he sat down he could feel the cold leather of the seat on his bare ass. Sitting down pulled the seam widely open, and he felt his balls resting on the cold leather as well. The only reason his dick wasn't showing was because it was so hard that it still tented up the front of his pants. When he glanced down, he realized anyone who walked by the table would be able to see his hairy testicles laying exposed between his cloth-covered thighs. He couldn't take his eyes off of his own lap. His entire body felt so sensitized and erotic when he saw himself exposed in public this way.

Heidi leaned forward to see why he was so mesmerized. She couldn't believe how well her plan had worked. He looked so hot setting there, exposed, hard and aroused. His pre-cum had made a dark, wet spot on the front of his slacks, further evidence of his arousal.

When the waitress approached their table, Heidi saw Brad shift uncomfortably, crossing his legs to hide his balls from the young woman's view. He also leaned forward crossing his arms in an attempt to hide his erection. Heidi glared at him furiously, and upon seeing her look he quickly sat up straight, dropping his arms to his side. The waitress, noticing his embarrassment, couldn't help seeing the reason for it. Heidi smiled as the young woman stared at her husband's cock sticking up inside his pants. She gave them their menus, then left to get their water.

"Uncross your legs, now." Heidi demanded as soon as the waitress left. "The reason you're here is to show off your cock and balls. Don't try to hide them." She finished angrily. Brad slowly uncrossed his legs, and then grabbed the menu, using it for a shield when the woman returned with their water. Heidi glared at him. They gave their orders to the young woman, who then collected the menus.

As soon as Brad released his menu, the waitress's eyes dropped immediately to his crotch, wanting another look at his hardness. Heidi nearly laughed out loud at the surprised look on the girl's face when she saw his naked balls. She stared for several seconds, turning red, and then abruptly walked away.

"Good job, honey." Heidi complimented him. "Next time she comes over, I want her to see your cock."

"No, Heidi, please," He begged, but when that angry look came over her face, he knew he'd do whatever she wanted. Trying to be discrete, he reached into the open seam below his zipper and pulled his thick length out into the open. Using his thighs, he trapped his cock between them so it wasn't waving about. It looked so red, and it quivered with need as he struggled to hold it clamped between his thighs.

"Thank you, sweetie," Heidi told him.

As they waited for their meal, several other diners walked past their table, and Heidi watched the people's eyes, telling her husband which ones noticed his exposed cock. The waitress made two trips back to check on them, refilling their water and asking them if everything was okay. The girl stared openly at Brad's thick hardness. The head of his cock glistened with sticky pre-cum.

When their meal was ready, the waitress had another girl help her carry the plates out, and the way they both giggled and stared Heidi knew that Brad's exposed penis was a hot topic among the help. She saw her husband blush hotly, but noticed that his cock stayed as hard as ever.

"My husband looks nice tonight, don't you think girls?" Heidi asked the younger women. She guessed both of them to be just out of high school. They giggled nervously.

"Yeah, real nice," one of them finally blurted out.

Brad and Heidi picked at their food, both being too horny to eat. At one point during the meal, Brad's cock popped up from between his legs pointing up from his lap, and Heidi looked around quickly to see if anyone had noticed. A young man seated at a table nearby stared hungrily at Brad's thick penis.

"A guy at the next table saw your cock," Heidi told Brad. "I think he wants you to fuck his ass." Brad fumbled trying to quickly push his penis back down between his thighs. He had to squeeze his legs together firmly to keep it in place, something he had to concentrate on, or it popped up into view again.

Three waitresses came to remove their plates. All were eager to stare at Brad's penis. "Charge it to room 117, please." Heidi directed the girl who had initially waited on them. "Let's go, honey." She stood up, anxious to see how Brad would handle the situation. The waitresses apparently were also curious, as they stopped what they were doing to watch Brad. The young man who had stared earlier also watched the scenario.

Brad stood up, turning so his back was to the room, and tugged down on the front of his slacks in an effort to cover his erection. He hoped the head of his cock would catch under the material the way it had been earlier. It didn't work.

"Come on, Brad," Heidi said impatiently.

The restaurant had nearly emptied out, and as Brad turned around Heidi, the three young waitresses, and the young man all stared openly. Acting like nothing was wrong, Brad walked in front of them toward the door. He could feel the swollen tip of his cock poking out the open seam, lifting the fabric so his balls were exposed too. From behind him, Heidi enjoyed the view. The back seam was pulled open and she could see his firm muscular ass and hairy crack as he walked.

They finally reached the door and walked out into the hallway. Brad breathed a sigh of relief, but even so, he knew he'd never been so aroused, so hard.

"Just a minute, Ma'am," Heidi heard the waitress's voice. "You forgot your purse." The woman walked quickly toward them, and they turned in the empty hallway, watching her approach. Brad felt Heidi's fingers on his ass again, probing between his cheeks.


"Not now, honey, please," he begged, knowing he was near the edge.

"Definitely now." Heidi demanded, her finger finding its mark and pushing inside his ass to the second knuckle. His knees nearly buckled from the intensity of his pleasure. As the waitress walked up to them, Heidi reached down, pulling Brad's slacks up to completely expose his hardness. He gasped as he saw the woman's stare. "My husband wants you to watch him come." Heidi told her. "Would that be okay?"

The young waitress blushed hotly, but shook her head yes. Heidi's finger began fucking his ass, and he groaned loudly. He'd never felt so horny. He just needed to come so badly that he didn't care where he was or who was watching. He didn't even notice when the young man who had stared at him earlier stepped out of the entrance to the restaurant and stopped to watch.

Heidi's finger found the sensitive spot deep in his ass and he felt an explosive orgasm building. He moaned loudly, pressing against her finger, then collapsed onto his hands and knees as his body was rocked with the most intense orgasm of his life. Somehow, Heidi managed to keep her finger in his ass, pumping him as thick squirts of semen jetted from his hard cock and splattered on the hotel carpet. He stayed in that position; his body drained both physically and emotionally. Heidi's finger slipped from his ass.

"That's all," he heard her say, "The show is over." He waited a few seconds, and then struggled slowly to his feet. The hallway was empty except for Heidi. "Happy Valentines Day, honey." She said as they walked back to their room arm in arm.

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