The Gift

On a sunny day in early May, I got a call from you asking me to come over. You said you needed a hand with something and to bring my tool belt.?Give me a few minutes to get things together, and I?ll be right over, Savannah,? I said.I threw on one of my overshirts and headed out the door. You were not very clear on what you needed help with, so I grabbed a few things that might come in handy, like my toolbox, a hammer, some small line, a few screws, and nails.I loaded everything into the truck, and I was on my way. Once I got there, I strapped on my tool belt and left everything else in the truck until I found out what needed fixing.I knocked and waited for a minute or so. In my mind, I hoped to see you open the door wearing nothing more than a robe, but sadly, you answered the door wearing your everyday clothes. I looked around for the kids, but you mentioned they would not be here for a couple of hours. I joked with you about the reason for the call, and you gave a devilish grin followed by an eye roll. We made small talk for a minute, Tokat Escort and you commented on my big hammer.?You do indeed carry a nice tool in your belt, Charles.?For the life of me, I wasn?t sure if you were flirting or just admiring my tools. You asked me to grab a chair from the kitchen, so I would have something to stand on. Up the stairs we went, you first, because the view was much better that way. As always, I was tremendously aroused just being around you, but there was work to do, so I tried to put it out of my mind.Once we got to your bedroom, I did not see anything out of place or needing repair. However, I noticed a small box wrapped quite neatly with great care. I put the chair down with the back to the window facing the door, so it would not get in the way. You reached over and handed me the package.?Happy birthday, Charles,? you said, smiling, as you gave me a small kiss on the cheek.I felt my eyes well with tears; I was stunned that you remembered and furthermore thought enough to get Tokat Escort Bayan me something.As you seemed anxious for me to open it, I slid my fingers into the folds using as much care to open it as you did wrapping it. It gave me a quick thrill to know my fingers were following the same path that yours did just a few hours ago. Once the box was unwrapped, I slowly opened it without knowing what to expect. Inside was an incredibly sexy pair of red boxer briefs with the comfort pouch I like.?I can't believe you remembered my birthday, Savannah; you are such an amazing lady!?I gave you a hug and a kiss on the cheek to thank you, and as I did, you dropped my tool belt and told me to try them on so you could see how they fit.I was shocked.Is this real? Is it a dream?You reached around and slapped my ass. ?Come on, get moving; time is running out!?I hurried into the bathroom to change.When I returned to your bedroom, I didn?t see you, so I walked in, and you shut the door behind me. When I turned towards Escort Tokat you to show the excellent fit, you were wearing a very seductive Mardi Gras mask that covered just your eyes.As I looked down, I noticed you changed into my button-down overshirt and a pair of panties and nothing else. You pushed me back into the chair and whispered in my ear, ?There will be no touching.?And with that, you tied my hands behind my back with the small line you found in my tool belt. At this point, I had no clue what to think; I merely watched in amazement. I could see your breasts unrestrained under my shirt, and you started to dance around me slowly and seductively. You walked up, glided your fingertips over the underwear, and softly said, ?Nice fit.?You ignored my growing mast but kept moving as you danced and touched my ear and neck as you passed by. I had never been this turned on in my life. The next trip around, I noticed you had undone one more button, giving me a better look at those beautiful breasts. You moved closer, turned around, and started rubbing your ass on my lap. You could feel my heart racing through the sheer material. You looked down as you moved away and could see that I was growing past the waistband, so you moved around behind me, whispering in my ear, ?Nice tool,? as you licked my neck.