happy birthday to me

i was leaning against the wall near closing time when she walked by and chose me.  i like to stand there and wait, and not look directly at them, because, like cats, they crave the attention of the men not looking at them.  i was there for her, or someone like her, so all she had to do was say hi and invite me home with her.  so i went home with her and we shared three great orgasms that night, and another in the morning.  
a few weeks later, it was the day before my birthday, and i went to her house for dinner...and dessert.  we ate and snuggled and all the feelings felt good.  it was getting late and we were getting naked, one slow article of clothing at a time, with the patience and affection that kisses every newly exposed body part.  the clock was approaching midnight while my cock was approaching her tonsils.  she had cum already, but this was my birthday eve, so i laid her face down and eased myself deep.  the house was empty, so we filled it with the sounds of great sex, of a pounded ass and ecstatic moans.  each minute it got closer to my birthday, and each minute we got louder, and more intense.  i turned her onto her back so we could be more fully immersed in each other's bodies.  we started long ago, but now it was almost midnight, and i was almost ready to blow, but i held it back and held it back until i was sure my birthday had come.  i thrusted but held.  i throttled but held until well after twelve and it was time to wrap up this gift.  so i pulled out and stood up and told her to get on her knees and the rest she just knew to open her mouth and squeeze on her tits and suck out all the orgasm i had and more.  then we laid in each other's arms, naked and covered in sex, and she promised, for my next birthday, that she would invite a friend.