Friday soon came and I went to meet Toby out of prison, we stopped for some lunch on the way home and I explained that Amanda had arranged a date with...her friend for Toby, he seemed very pleased especially when I described Katy to him, which on reflection sounded like a very good description of my wife. We arrived at the house at around 6.30, it had long since gone dark and we walked into a bright warm kitchen with a flurry of activity and my gorgeous wife ther to greet us.. She looked simply. Before she could complete, I pushed two fingers straight into her wet pussy, all the way in. She stirred with ecstasy. I inserted my tongue into her butthole and licked her inner walls. They were really clean, she was already prepared.After licking her hole for 5 mins, I opened my jeans and let out my throbbing dick. She saw the welcome change and was quick to grab my dick. She sat on her knees on the floor and licked the top of my dick.Then she pulled off the cover and took my dick into her. But it was always kept private.And so it came to me. Her perfect birthday and anniversary present.On the morning of the big day I woke early and prepared her breakfast in bed. I gently awoke her from her sleep with the traditional bacon eggs etc and hot coffee and sat on the side of the bed chatting whilst she ate it.“And your present’s in the lounge,” I said as she finished.“Oooh! What is it?” she asked like a k** at Christmas. I gently took her hand and pulled her from the bed. I still. I didn't note any change the next day when I woke up and got dressed.It seemed like all my changes had been done and I would be this wayforever. However, when I arrived at work one of the men held the doorfor me as we walked in.I was appreciative of what he did and I said, "Thank you."It was sweet of him. "Sweet." Thinking of that word in that way is afeminine concept. A man would think that holding a door for him is anice gesture, but not "sweet." I realized that I was thinking as awoman. My.