Sarah stood in the bathroom fixing her hair and makeup, like she did every other day, except today, wasn’t like yesterday or tomorrow. Today was her fortieth birthday.
“Forty damn years old,” Sarah muttered to herself.
Dan was somewhere in the kitchen but has yet to wish her a happy birthday. Sarah shook her head in disgust; she had to remind Dan it was his birthday let alone hers. Sarah figured he probably forgot altogether. Disappointed she blew out a sigh of frustration.
Standing in the bathroom naked felt different today. Today, Sarah looked at her sagging breast, and cellulite pocked butt cheeks and shook her head in frustration. Oh, they probably weren’t as bad as she made them out to be, Dan never complained, however, she still wanted to have an augmentation done. It didn’t seem to matter how many hours she worked out the excess saddle bags never seemed to firm up anymore.
“You’re still as beautiful as ever,” Dan said from the doorway.
“Jesus! Dan! Why you gotta sneak up on a girl like that?”
Dan chuckled. “I gotta see what’s taking my Birthday Girl so long. I made you breakfast, and it’s going to get cold if you don’t stop touching your ass.”
“I wasn’t—”
“I saw you. It’s alright. I was enjoying the view regardless. You’re a beautiful woman, and I’m lucky to have you.”
Sarah smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes, not today. She knew he loved her and would say anything to make her happy, but today it felt off. Maybe it was just her being silly, she thought. Some compliments no matter who they come from sound just like a mothers compliment to their child.
“You’ll be the prettiest girl at school today,” her mother would say nearly every day until she didn’t.
Sarah gave Dan a full body hug and whispered into his ear, “You always say the nicest things. Thank you.”
“Did I tell you that I made bacon?”
Sarah laughed. “You’re the one who loves bacon, and I can smell it. Thank you.”
She turned back to the mirror and Dan slapped her left ass cheek and made her squeal. “Hey, I’m almost done. I’ll be out there soon.”
Dan moved in behind her. He was only wearing his boxers, and she could feel his erection on her ass. “Hmm, what are you thinking about?”
“You,” Dan said while nibbling her ear.
“There’s no time for that. I gotta be in the office in 30 minutes, and as it is, I’ll probably already be late.”
“So be late.”
Dan reached around and started to play with Sarah’s clitoris. “Dan,” Sarah breathed out. “Stop. Please, I’ve got meetings at nine.”
“It won’t take me that long,” Dan said while slipping his middle finger between her folds.
Stacey reached down with her left hand and reluctantly pushed Dan's hand out and away from her. “I’m serious, can we do this later tonight? I’m sorry. Thank you though.”
“Well, I guess I’ll have to take care of it on my own then. It’s just not the same.”
Sarah snorted and reached for her bra still hanging on the towel rack. “When has that ever stopped you? I swear the shower must have an inch thick layer of your cum permanently coating the walls.”
“Hey,” Dan said putting his hands on his hips and looking at her through the mirror. “It etches the tiles; I’ll have you know. Especially, when I don’t get any morning action.”
Sarah secured her bra and leaned forward and gave Dan a chaste kiss. “Almighty powerful fire hose! It is impressive but not nearly that impressive,” she said while reaching down and patting his cock through his shorts.
Dan moaned, but Sarah quickly turned and walked across their bedroom and pulled out matching panties from her dresser drawers. When she bent over to put them on, Dan slapped her ass hard enough to elicit a yelp and a handprint.
“Hey, not so hard!”
“I still owe you,” Dan starts counting with his fingers, “th—”
“Don’t you dare say how many more you owe me!” Sarah said wagging her finger at Dan. In a softer tone she added, “and tonight you can finish those up, but not now.”
Dan blew out an exaggerated and frustrated sigh before nodding and kissing her. His tongue brushed across her lower lip, just the way she loves it. When she sighed in pleasure, Dan pulled away and turned towards the kitchen.
“That’s cheating,” Sarah said at his backside.
“That’s what you get for leaving me blue balled,” Dan yelled back from the hallway leading towards the front of the house.
Sarah sighed and looked down at her panties. “Damn it, he made me wet,” she growled. Sarah grabbed a different set of panties and bra and changed into them. If they didn’t match, Tiffany would notice. That girl had an eye for catching straps and underwear mismatches.
Sarah pulled out her blue skirt and white blouse and proceeded to dress. Her office manager was pretty conservative and complained if too much cleavage was visible, so she made sure the shirt was buttoned up like a nun meeting the Pope. Her 34C bra helped her with the lie of large breasts. Truth be told she was probably a B cup at best. Dan didn’t complain, but most blouses and dresses didn’t fit right unless you had at minimum a C cup, but preferably a D cup.
Breakfast was nice. Dan did well considering that he rarely cooks. The eggs were a little runnier than she likes them, but overall the bacon was crispy, toast not burnt and the coffee— how can you screw up a single serve cup of coffee? Somehow, the coffee didn’t taste right. Sarah shook her head slightly.
Dan tried and failed two more times to convince Sarah for a quickie before she left, but Sarah held fast and departed only ten minutes later than she’d typically left the house. Sarah worked for a mortgage brokerage firm in Westminster, Colorado. Her office was not entirely in Denver but within the metro boundaries. Luckily, she lived in Golden and the traffic, although heavy, wasn’t as bad as if she worked down in the Tech Center as Dan did.
Dan was lucky enough to be able to work from home a couple of days a week; thus his lack of care about getting stuck in traffic like Sarah was this morning. However, Sarah expected the slowdowns and made it into the office only a few minutes late. She doubted Karen, her boss, would even notice her arriving a few minutes late. If you live in Denver, you come to expect everyone will be late at least once per week.
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As soon as Sarah set her bag down on her desk Tiffany, her best friend and coworker ran up behind her and wrapped her arms around Sarah. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SEXY!”
Grinning ear to ear, Sarah turned around and pushed Tiffany back a step. “Stop it already. I wasn’t going to tell anyone,” she said in a whispered loud voice.
“Sarah, you should have said something before. We’re having a birthday party during the lunch hour. I guess I shouldn’t have told everyone,” Tiffany said with a laugh in her voice.
“You didn’t!” Sarah slapped Tiffany on the arm.
“I did, but don’t you have a wedding anniversary coming up soon as well? Like next Saturday?”
“You better not tell anyone.”
“Hush,” Tiffany put her finger over Sarah's lips and leaned in to whisper into her ear. “Now Tiffany is going to invite you up to our cabin on that weekend.” Tiffany’s breath in Sarah’s ear made her shiver. Pulling back, Tiffany said, “What do you think. You, Dan, Bill and I? The boys fish and do what dumb good looking men do when away from us women folk, and you and I can spend some quality time working on our tans by the lake. Maybe we’ll even take the boat out and do some waterskiing if that’s your thing.”
“I don’t know, Tiffany. Dan might have been planning something.”
“Honey, what can be more relaxing than a free vacation on a lake while sunbathing nude.”
“NUDE?”
“Just kidding, maybe.” Sarah slapped Tiffany’s arm again. “Fine. I’m teasing you. My point remains the same. Think about it. Talk to Dan see if you want to do that. The lake has some great fishing, and very few boaters use it. Plus, you’ve been working hard all month trying to close those loans before the interest rates hike again. Please?”
“Next week?”
Tiffany nodded her head with enthusiasm.
“Sure. Why not? I’ll text Dan right now and let him know we were invited to stay with you at your cabin. Where is it?”
“North Fort Collins.”
“You have a log cabin in Fort Collins?” Sarah asked.
“It’s not exactly a cabin.”
“Nor is it log?”
Tiffany snorted. “Bill’s family owns a home on Terry Lake. When his folks died, the kids decided to keep it and use it as a weekend getaway. We call it our cabin. It’s a private lake. Only residents can boat on it.”
“And you said waterski?”
“Well, no. But we’ll have plenty of fun anyway.”
“Okay. Hold on, let me text Dan.” Sarah pulled her phone out of her purse and sent Dan a quick text message. Moments later he replied that it sounded like a great idea. It’s rare when both couples click, and Bill and Dan hit it off the first time they met. All Bill had to do was mention fly fishing and Dan fell in love. They’ve gone on fishing trips together to Alaska, Wyoming, Idaho, and Oregon. Dan swears that there is no better place to fly fish than in Idaho. Sarah rolls her eyes every time Dan starts running his mouth about the rainbow trout he caught last summer in Henrys Fork River.
Looking back at Tiffany, Sarah smiled. “Dan agreed. I guess we’re going to your cabin,” Sarah winked.
“I’m excited. We’re going to have a blast. I promise.” Tiffany started squealing but was cut off by Karen McBossy asking them when they were going to start "actually" working.
Sarah sat back down at her desk and let a smile creep to her face. Bill was a fine specimen of a man, and she wondered if he wore a speedo or trunks. She hoped he wore speedos.
“Maybe my birthday isn’t going to be so bad after all,” Sarah mumbled to herself.
The workday went by fast with multiple coworkers stopping by her desk to wish her a happy birthday. The lunch party consisted of Qdoba salads with cake and ice cream. Sarah heard from a couple of employees that Tiffany is the one who paid for the party, but Tiffany denied it when asked.
Sarah kept watching her friend as she interacted with all their coworkers during the party. Tiffany wasn’t precisely a flirt, but her bubbly confident personality practically had all the men gathering around her. Her confidence was just one of the many qualities about Tiffany that Sarah envied. Tiffany had a breast augmentation three summers ago and had the perfect hourglass figure with mocha skin and a pert round butt. Although Tiffany was a year older than Sarah, she could easily pass for being in her early thirties.
“Happy Birthday, Sarah,” Jacob one of the interns said touching her elbow.
“Thank you, Jacob. How are you enjoying life as an intern?”
Jacob smiled and showed off his pearly white teeth and dimple. God, he had cute dimples, Sarah thought. “It’s not what I expected to be honest.”
“No?”
He chuckled. “No, I thought I’d be in an office with old, fat men seeking to take advantage of the next poor sap to walk into the door.” He flashed a smirk at Sarah, “instead I find an office of beautiful women who care about their customers and accepting of everyone around them.”
Sarah winked at him. “Careful, Jacob, calling your coworkers could be construed as harassment. Wouldn’t want to hear Karen hear you, but please tell me more.”
A look of indecision crossed Jacobs face briefly but quickly replaced with the confident look that had him win over the position from the other candidates. “Truth is still the truth regardless from whence it comes. My point is that I’ve thoroughly enjoyed my time here in the office. I’m not looking forward to the fall semester since I’ll have to head back to my dusty old apartment with not nearly as much to look at except my fat gamer roommate.”
“You poor thing. I’m sure you’ll find plenty to look at when you’re back on the campus with all those young women. Regardless, we’re glad you came on board with us this summer. You’re doing a great job. Keep up the good work.”
“Thanks, Sarah. Well, I better go pull Jim away from Tiffany before Karen pulls him into her office again.”
“Later.”
As Jacob walked away, Sarah’s eyes kept an eye on his backside. His backside was one of the deciding factors to hire him, not that she would ever admit that to anyone in Human Resources. However, Tiffany spoke at length about Jacob and his possible “length, longevity and stamina” before giving him top marks in his interview with us. Remembering the conversation with Tiffany brought a smile to her face and also thoughts of Tiffany’s hot husband.
Dan was nice looking but had developed a “Dad bod” and replaced his six-pack with a keg. Okay, not a full keg, but still he was growing a spare tire.
"Ben on the other hand...? Hmm," Sarah sighed. She’d never tell Tiffany that she’s fantasied about her husband more than once while in the shower. Not only would Stacey never say anything to Tiffany, but God forbid Dan ever found out that she often thought about Ben while he was fucking her. She could never do that to Dan. He’d be crushed, and it would ruin their fifteen-year marriage. No. Sex with Ben would never happen, and she’d never ruin her relationship with both Tiffany and Dan.
Am I cheating on Dan just thinking about other men, Sarah wondered? No. Everyone fantasizes, but I’d never cheat or lie to Dan about something like that. But, damn Ben’s got a nice—
“Penny for your thoughts,” Tiffany said from behind her.
Sarah yelped blushing deep red and turned to look at Tiffany. Her heart beating at 175 BPM and gave Tiffany a cross look.
“Hmm. It must have been some good thoughts to cause that color of red to bless your face.”
“Do you enjoy sneaking up on people or is it a side effect of being nosy?”
“Nosy? I’m hurt. I consider myself…social not nosy.”
“Right.”
“What had you staring at Jacob for the past five minutes? If you not careful, he might take you up on that offer.”
“You’re bad,” Sarah said and blushed a little deeper.
“I am. Hmm, don’t you wish you were that piece of cake Jacob's putting into his mouth.”
“Stop. You’re going to get us in trouble.”
“Girl, I was born, Trouble. Oh. I was going to tell you that Ben is super excited that you and Dan are going up to FoCo with us next weekend. We’ve already reserved it so that his brothers won’t be using it.”
“I’m excited too. I haven’t talked to Dan, but I’m sure he’s excited to fish with Ben. That man loves his fish.”
“And the fish smell?” Tiffany winked at Sarah.
“Oh, stop it.” She glanced around them before continuing. “And…yes he loves that as well.”
They both broke out in giggles eliciting glances from Karen which only caused Tiffany to break out in tears as she started laughing so hard she needed to grab her sides.
It’s been a good birthday.