Throughout the day, she had expected a visit from a florist or something. No deliveries were made – well, none had landed on her desk.

By quitting time, she was heading into a major pity party. She had decided Lance had forgotten her birthday. Grudgingly, she admitted it was her own fault if he had taken her at her word. Irritably, she drove herself home. She still had that pint of Ben and Jerry’s Double Fudge Brownie in the freezer, didn’t she? “Happy Birthday to me,” she grumbled.

Lance was taking a final check to make sure everything was ready and perfect for Tammy’s birthday surprise. Champagne was chilling in the ice bucket beside the bed…Vases filled with roses filled the air with their heady, rich fragrance…The large bed was covered in ivory satin – just a sheet was all that would be needed for the party he’d planned for her. Her present was sitting on the bed with a large red bow. Tonight was all about Tammy’s desires.

Hearing her car pull into the garage, he hurried down the stairs.

Tammy spared Lance a glance as she kicked off her heels and headed towards the kitchen. She left a trail of clothing as she went. Suit jacket…blouse…skirt…slip…hose…By the time she made it to the freezer, her matching pale lavender silk bra and bikini panties were all that remained.

“I’m lovin’ the show,” Lance remarked with a smile.

“Oh, Goodie,” she said with a total lack of enthusiasm.” “It isn’t for your benefit, Bass,” she snapped.

“Umm…Somebody have a bad day?” he asked as he came up behind her.

“Not the greatest in my life. And now, I have an intimate assignation with Ben and Jerry – the three some made in heaven.”

“Is that so?” Before she could pull open the freezer door, he slid his big hands around her middle and pulled her back against him. Nuzzling her long, flame-colored hair aside, his hot mouth nibbled the side of her neck. “Happy Birthday, baby,” he murmured, his low voice rumbling along her nerve endings like slow fire. His hands slid up her ribcage to cup her full breasts. “You thought I’d forgotten,” he accused softly. “No, love, I didn’t. I’ve been planning this for weeks.”

“Planning what?” she asked weakly as his thumbs found her nipples beneath the silk and began strumming them into tight buds.

“To make your fantasy come true.” His voice was low and as hypnotic as the things his hands were doing.

“Whi—which fantasy?” She had so many of the naughty things. They had been very open in discussing them with each other.

“Uh-uh. Not yet.”

“Lance…”

“Think Ben and Jerry can wait?”

With what he was doing, they could wait infinity!

He pulled a black satin scarf from his pocket and blind folded her.

Tammy laughed. “We’ve done this before!”

“No, we haven’t. Just wait.”

He led her up the stairs. By the steps they took from the landing, she was fairly sure they were in the bedroom. “Why does the fact this has to do with the bedroom not surprise me?” she quipped. Another low chuckle…she loved that about him. His deep voice always did melty things to her insides. Inhaling deeply, Tammy recognized the scent of roses. “Did you leave any for the other guys to woo their girlfriends?” she asked. In order for the air to be so thick with the aroma, he’d have to have purchased dozens!

“No, I bought them all for you, Tamara.”

“Okay, James L. Bass, what did you do?” He only used her full name when he was up to something he was bound to get in trouble for.

Again, he chuckled. “I only want to make this the most memorable birthday of your life.”

“I just bet you will, too!”

Lance turned her body so she was in front of him. Blind-folded as she was, she had no idea of her exact location in the room. She felt his hands on the back of her bra, releasing it. Sliding it down her arms, he let it drop to the floor. With tantalizing light touches, he skimmed his hands up and down her arms, as his mouth tasted her shoulders, neck and ears. From experience, they both knew being denied sight; the tactile sensations became more powerful. His fingers moved to the elastic band that secured her panties to her body. One sure move sent them to her feet.

“Move your feet apart,” Lance commanded. “I want to touch you.”

Tammy kicked away her underwear and braced her legs further apart.

He didn’t immediately touch her there. His big hands closed over her breasts, squeezing them tenderly, rolling the nipples into hard little pebbles between his thumbs and index fingers.

“Lance…”

“You’re so beautiful when you’re wantin’ it, Tam,” he purred. “You’re skin gets all dewy and flushed. Your pink nipples just beg to be sucked…” His hands moved between her thighs. He coaxed them even further apart as he slid his fingers into the russet curls…

Tammy caught a male groan that had not come from behind her. “Well, JC, what do you think?” Lance was asking. “Want some of this?”

JC had been sitting as silently as possible against the headboard of the big bed while Lance toyed with Tammy. Damn, he’d always though his friend’s girl was hot, but now…He hadn’t believed it when Lance asked him to make one of Tammy’s fantasies come true by having sex with her. Jokingly, he’d agreed, thinking it was a lark. Now he sat there with the biggest hard-on of his life. The large red bow was no longer able to cover the ‘present’ he had for her. “Oh, hell yeah! I want it!”

Lance untied the scarf and let it drop to the floor. Tammy gasped when she saw JC on the bed wearing nothing but a bow and a smile. “Happy Birthday, baby,” Lance murmured.

“JC? You-you mean I get JC?”

Lance laughed. “Not forever. Just for the night.” He took her hand and led her over to the bed. “And not just JC. Both of us.”

Her soft violet eyes went wide in surprise. “Both?”

“That was your fantasy, wasn’t it?”

“Well, yes, but…”

JC took her hand and brought her down to the mattress beside him. “Aren’t you gonna unwrap your ‘gift’?” he asked.

“This is so strange…”

“Does that mean you don’t want the package?” Lance asked.

Tammy laughed. Hey, how often does a girl get a chance with the two sexiest men on the planet? At the same time? Who was she to complain? Only a fool would refuse – and she was not fool! “I want both packages, lover,” she announced huskily. “Are you gonna unwrap yours or do you want me to?” Lance disposed of all his clothing with lightly speed. “That’s my baby; quick on the draw!”

Tammy turned her attention to JC’s bow as Lance climbed on the bed behind her. She deliberately took her time, making sure she ‘accidentally’ touch him as often as possible. He gritted his teeth until the silly thing was tossed to the floor. “Oooh, for me? How very generous of you, JC.” She stroked his throbbing member firmly.

JC made appreciative noises in the back of his throat. This was a fantasy for him, too, having gorgeous Tammy in bed with him. Of course, his fantasy hadn’t included Lance in bed with them!

“Why don’t we all just stretch out and get comfy?” she suggested.

JC snorted. “Since Lance and I both have hard-ons as big as the Washington Monument, ‘comfy’ isn’t possible.” Despite his grouse, he lay beside her.

“Spoil-sport,” she accused teasingly. “How’re we gonna do this?” she asked the man who was caressing her backside.

“It’s your night, Tams. However you want to do it,” Lance told her.

She turned her eyes to JC. “Kiss me.”

JC lowered his mouth to take little sips of her lips. Each time their lips met, they clung longer and harder. Finally, their tongues tangled and they fought to taste each other. Tammy fisted her hands in his silky, dark waves. He had a wonderfully hot and talented mouth. His taste was darker and more dangerous than Lance’s.

While the two kissed and explored each other for the first time, Lance kissed his way down Tammy’s back to the soft hemispheres of her buttocks. He nipped and nibbled at the smooth, unblemished flesh there, running his tongue between the cleft.

Tammy gasped into JC’s mouth, allowing the ruthless invasion of his plundering tongue. His long fingers fondled her breasts, plucking at her sensitized nipples. She’d always suspected a rougher, more dangerous edge behind his pretty face and boyish smile. His intensity and attention to details apparently were not reserved for his music alone.

JC bit and sucked along the creamy flesh to her hard, rosy nipples. Without preamble, he suckled hard on one wile tweaking the other to keep it aching.

“Oh, God!” Tammy cried out as JC’s other hand opened her legs. He tugged teasingly ay her nest of downy curls, teasing the wetness with his fingers.

“What do you taste like, baby?” he asked as he lifted his head to transfer his attention to her other nipple. “Sweet and hot or tart and dangerous?”

“You planning on finding out?”

He grinned wickedly. “Oh, yeah. And I expect to hear from sweet screaming when I do.”

Meanwhile, Lance was busy prying apart her cheeks. He teased the little rosebud with the tip of his tongue. “Lance!” Tammy cried. Rimming was nothing new with them, but she still found the sensation a surprise. She felt the comforting caress of his hand on her thigh as a reassurance. Even when they walked on the wild side, he never hurt her.

Not to be out-done in the wicked department, JC’s mouth journeyed between Tammy’s pale thighs. Lifting one leg over his shoulder, he opened her fully to his exploration. He lapped eagerly at her wet petals until her little jewel slid from its hood, begging for attention. She knew it was coming, but she couldn’t prevent a little shriek when his lips latched on and tugged as his tongue swirled around that tiny nerve center.

Behind her, Lance had worked passed the first barrier. His tongue worked in and out, creating those wonderfully sinful sensations only he had dared wringing from her.

JC stabbed his tongue into her center. “Ahh!…” was her response. It wasn’t quite a scream…. One long finger replaced his tongue, then two and another. He pumped three fingers in and out of her, filling and stretching her. His mouth returned to the engorged, quivering little pearl. He tugged lightly with his teeth before setting to lick and suck her into a frenzy. Feeling her body quake and tighten, he redoubled his efforts.

“Oh, JC!” Tammy buried one hand in his hair as she reached back, seeking Lance’s hand. “Lance!…”

Lance moved back up to hold and nuzzle her as JC pushed her towards the edge. “It’s okay, baby. I want this to be good for you,” he assured her in a low rumble.

Scream she did then, a keening wail, as her body was buffeted by wave after crashing wave of intense pleasure. She shook long into the aftershocks as JC lapped up his creamy reward.

“Like that a little, didja?” JC taunted as he shifted back so he could see her dazed violet eyes and fading tremors. “Lance, you are a lucky man. I could taste her all night.”

Tammy turned her face against Lance’s neck as he crooned soothing noises.

Reaching for the tube of lube on the bedside table, JC flipped it into the air and the other man made a one-handed catch. “Time for the big one.” Tammy was given little time to recover as JC moved to face her. His kisses were drugging and she could taste herself on his lips. She clutched at his shoulder as he wedged his knees between hers. He was big and hot and hard. His throbbing caused an answering one in her. JC smiled and murmured, “Hot and sweet and delicious.” With surprising tenderness, he stroked her hair back. “Do you want this, babe? I mean you have to really want it,” he told her.

“I want it,” she said firmly.

“Damn, you’ve got me so hard…”

Lance ran his mouth along her shoulder. “And me, Tams, you want me at the same time?”

“Oh, yes!” She smiled back at him. “That’s always been part of the fantasy, too!”

With a quick nod, Lance opened the tube and greased up his thick shaft. Adding some to his index finger, he once again aimed for Tammy’s rosebud. JC helped by holding her cheeks apart so the other man could prepare her for his entrance.

Tammy took deep, calming breaths and relaxed her muscles. She felt Lance’s finger slowly probe her. It didn’t hurt as it had the very first time they’d done this. When the broad tip of his penis worked passed the first muscle, she felt a mild discomfort. Carefully, inch by delightful inch, she felt him fill the narrow canal. Any discomfort was forgotten when he was lodged snuggly in her bottom.

“You okay?” Lance grunted, holding back the urge to thrust.

“Mmm…wonderful, darling!” she purred.

“My turn!” JC announced with a grin. He slowly seated himself within Tammy’s wet, velvet center.

“Oh!” The reality of being completely filled was more than any weak fantasy! She felt that if they did nothing more than throb within her, she’d come in no time at all.

The three of them moved cautiously at first, not wanting to dislodge or hurt each other. With a little patience and coordination, they soon were moving in a hot, primitive rhythm that had them racing headlong into rapture like none of them had experienced previously. They rocked faster and faster in unison.

“Oh, God, I’m close!” Lance groaned, his breath hot on Tammy’s neck. He could feel the clenching muscles of her rear.

“She’s nearly there,” JC called to his friend as he quickened their pace.

Tammy could only feel, not having enough breath to speak. Unaware, she dug her nails into JC’s flesh as she spiraled into the final vortex. “AHHHHH!!…”

JC felt himself blast into her as he released and he could have sworn he felt Lance do the same. “Fuck!…”

Lance cried out as the three of them shared the most incredible, forceful, cataclysmic explosion of ecstasy any of them had ever known.

The trio was a tangle of panting, sweaty bodies and limbs. It took a long moment for breath to return as they floated down from their wicked bliss. Lance and JC’s eyes met above Tammy’s head and they both smiled.

“Happy Birthday, Tammy!” they chanted in unison.

“Happy Birthday!”

Tammy heard Lance’s low, sexy voice as it pulled her from sleep. Opening her eyes, she saw her gorgeous, splendidly naked man standing over the bed with a breakfast tray. She gave him a drowsy smile as she sat up against the headboard. “You remembered,” she said as he placed the tray across her lap.

“Of course, I remembered. How could I forget the day my beautiful baby was born?” He sat next to her, dropping a kiss on her soft mouth. Handing her a slender jeweler’s box, he said, “Open it.”

She gasped when she saw the exquisite diamond and amethyst earrings and necklace on the bed of royal purple velvet. “Lance! They are…I…oh, my!…Lance…”

His low chuckle did shivery things to her nerve endings. “I made you speechless!” he crowed, his jade eyes twinkling. “I didn’t think that was possible!”

“Oh, shut up and kiss me already!” she laughed as she threw her arms around his neck.

Okay, so some fantasies aren’t meant to be…

Diamonds are always good!