The blonde with the red shirt, the blonde with the white and gold shirt, the black haired one in red and the redhead in black.”Her eyebrow raised at...me. “No brunettes huh? What’s a matter you don’t like brunettes?”It was my turn to laugh. I pulled Heather down on me and kissed her neck. “Why would I need another brunette when I have you? You’ve set that bar too high, my dear.”She laughed and poked my stomach. “Mmhmm.”“Okay, no more stalling, who’s yours?”Heather took a second to look around the. The little gifts would be handed personally to the recipients when she saw them at the Christmas Eve and Christmas Day festivities.The first one to take her up on the gift was her favorite uncle. He was the one who had taught her about men when he had determined her father had been no help and her mother wasn’t around. Besides learning how a man can make you feel good in special ways, he also educated her about making good choices, birth control and all the other things you need to know if you. .. you didn't have to do that."Robert shrugged and blushed, "I wanted to give it to you last night..." You DID give it to me last night," My wife said.Robert blushed redder, cleared his throat, "I wanted to give it to you last night, but..." You got distracted," My wife said, "I understand." Would ... uh ... would you like it ... now?" Robert asked."Sure ... thank you."Robert stood-up and trotted into the house.My wife looked at me and smirked. She took a sip of her coffee."Happy birthday," I. We were in heat and going to take it on the bed now. I stood up. Pulled her by her arm and walked up to the bed.Lay down beside her, pushed my hands in her panty and felt her clit. It was moist. I went lower and wet my hands in all her secretions. She was twitching. Her hands did the same to my dick, started playing and circling around dipped in my precum.We kissed and kissed and our hands got vigorously playful with each other’s genitals. I sat up, removed her panty and bent my head to kiss.