Harriet Peniston 14 - Happy Birthday, Dearest

Harriet's 40th birthday. Please comment if you are enjoying these stories. Let me know what you like.

Monday 28th October, 2024 was Harriet’s 39th birthday. Just one more year to the big four zero. She wished it was further away.

She was up early as usual, getting breakfast for the family. Hannah and Daniel were both off school due to it being the half term holiday, but they got up for breakfast anyway because of Harriet’s special day. She received her cards and birthday greetings with mock surprise.

Harriet had plans to visit Angela that morning to collect a sex toy that she had ordered for her. A little birthday present to herself. She knew that she could leave Hannah in charge of Daniel whilst she was out, but was concerned to see Andrew still sat at the table once she had cleared the things away, and making no signs of getting ready for work. He just sat at the table, smiling.

“You’ll be late for work”, said Harriet as she switched on the dishwasher.

“I took the day off for your birthday. I thought I’d surprise you”, he said, beaming at her. “We could do something nice”.

Harriet was flustered. She didn’t like her plans being ruined and snapped back like a true scorpio. “Well I have to go out this morning to get a few things”.

“I could come with you?”, suggested Andrew.

“No, don’t do that. Look I’m sorry. I won’t be long. I’ll be back well before lunch and we can do something this afternoon together”. Harriet felt guilty for both spoiling his surprise, and also for her own ideas for the afternoon. She had nothing planned, but had hoped to find something exciting. She leant over and kissed him on the forehead, noticing that Hannah was side-eyeing her from behind the rim of her glasses. She always seemed to be watching her these days.

“Well I had thought we could go somewhere for lunch this afternoon. The kids are going to cook a light meal for dinner tonight”, said Andrew.

Hannah smiled and nodded and Daniel pulled a face. Harriet relaxed. “That would be lovely, thank you. Look, I won’t be long. It’s just boring shopping. It will be quicker if I do it alone. You relax and do something you like and I’ll be back before you know it”.

“Okay”, he said as he rose from his chair and kissed her on the lips. “Don’t be too long”.

“I won’t”, said Harriet as she grabbed her bag and rushed out to her car.

Harriet drove to Angela’s in a hurry. She wished Andrew had said something beforehand. She hated being surprised

As she approached the external door to Angela’s flat, a young man in his early twenties was leaving and held the door open for her. As she passed through he smiled at her and she looked him up and down. He wasn’t particularly good looking but had a very nice body and she watched his behind as he walked away. Climbing the stairs to Angela’s flat she knocked on the door. Angela answered, cigarette in her mouth, and let her in.

“I can’t stay long”, said Harriet, concerned about going back home smelling of cigarettes.

“It’s okay, love. You’re welcome anytime. You just missed my morning fun”.

“I think he must have let me in”, said Harriet.

“You saw him then”, smiled Angela. “One of Jamie’s friends. He stayed the night”.

“He looked nice “, said Harriet, not knowing what else to say. She was envious of Angela. She was able to live her life so openly with no secrets and no shame. She was suddenly aware of another female voice coming from another room. It was obvious that she was having sex.

Angela laughed. “That’s just Jamie and his girl”, anyway come on through. I have your vibrator”.

Harriet entered the living room and saw two boxes on the table. Angela pushed the smaller one towards her, and Harriet opened it.

It was, as promised, quite small and discreet. A metal tube about the length of a mascara pen but slightly thicker. It felt hard and cold to her touch. She noticed there was also a soft covering to give a choice of feel.

“It’s small but it’s meant to be very good. It’s waterproof so you can even use it in the shower.It doesn’t need batteries. You can charge it with a phone lead or in your car”, said Angela sounding like a promotional presenter on a shopping channel.

“Thank you”, said Harriet. She was quite pleased. It would go nicely in her bag without attracting any suspicions if it was noticed.

“I got a new toy too”, said Angela with a smile and opened the second box.

Inside was a very strange looking dildo. It was a reddish pink colour, pointed at the end with a swelling at the base. Harriet looked up at Angela.

“It’s a dog dick dildo”, she said with a smirk.

“What?” Harriet tried to wrap her mind around the fact that such a thing existed. “Why?”. Then after a pause she looked up at Angela in shock. “Have you?”

“No. I was licked by one but we couldn’t get it to do anything else”.

“We?”, Harriet couldn’t quite believe what she was hearing”.

“Me and the fella I was with at the time”.

“Oh”, said Harriet. She was didn’t know what else to say, but the silence was broken by the girl’s orgasm they heard from Jamie’s room.

“She’s a noisy one”, Angela commented, as the cries died down. Harriet thought that she’d obviously had a better time than her quick fuck with Jamie.

“Does Kevin’s wife really know about all this “, Harriet eventually asked.

“Of course “, replied Angela. “I can call him over if you fancy?”.

“No, it’s ok. I have to go. Thanks for this”, Harriet picked up her vibrator and charging lead and placed them in her bag, leaving the box on the table. As she turned to leave Jamie stepped out of his room into the hallway. He was naked. Harriet looked admiringly at his cock and Jamie gave her a smile as he remembered the sex they had together. Harriet slipped by him and left.

Harriet drove home quickly, hoping that Andrew wouldn’t ask her where she’d been. She realised that she didn’t have any shopping with her so she pulled the charging cable from her bag as she entered the house and waved it around. “My old one stopped working”, she explained to nobody,”I just needed a new one for my phone”. Andrew nodded and Harriet relaxed and got them both a coffee, as the rest of the morning passed uneventfully.

Harriet wasn’t sure where exactly Andrew was going to take her for lunch, so she dressed in a smart dress. Although it was late October the sun was still shining and it was quite warm. She laid out some clothes for Andrew and when they were ready they checked on the children and then left in Andrew’s car.

Harriet was wondering when she would get the chance to play with her new toy when she realised that the road they were on would take them past the dogging spot.

“Can you turn off here on the right. It’s just coming up”, she suddenly asked.

“Why?”, said Andrew.

“Please, just do it.”, replied Harriet. “It’s just here”.

Andrew turned the car into the car park and parked up. Harriet was pleased to see it was empty and opened her door and got out. Andrew joined her confused, but Harriet took his hand and led him down the path into the trees to the clearing with the picnic table. Andrew looked around as Harriet perched on the end of the table.

“What’s so important?”, he asked, not knowing what was happening.

Harriet looked at him intensely. It was as if she was fighting something inside. Eventually she spoke.

“Fuck me”, she said raising her dress.

“What? Harriet! Not here”.

“Yes, here”, as she removed her panties.

“But we’ll be seen”

“There’s nobody here”, she said as she reached for his trousers.

Andrew backed off and looked at his wife, concerned with her actions.

“Please”, she said. It looked as though she might cry.

“If we’re seen I could lose my job. Think about the kids”.

“Please”, she repeated.

Andrew looked around. There was nobody else there, and although he could see the traffic on the road through the thinning trees, he reckoned that nobody was likely to notice them from a car as they sped by. He slowly undid his belt.

Harriet reached out and took out his cock, slowly massaging it to an erection. She opened her legs and lay back on the table, then suddenly sat up again.

“No”, she said as she got off and turned around, bending over the table with her arms supporting her. “From behind”, she said as she reached between her legs for his cock, guiding it towards her.

Andrew felt her hand on his cock and instinctively pushed forward into the wet warmth of her pussy, but he felt uncomfortable. He didn’t want to be here. He didn’t like the situation. It made him nervous and he struggled to keep up his rhythm. He heard Harriet repeating the words “Thank you” repeatedly under her breath with each thrust he made. He was worried about her. She sounded desperate.

“Is this okay”, he asked.

“Keep going”, she pleaded, then after a pause, “Tell me what you are doing”.

“Having sex?”, he replied.

“Tell me you’re fucking me”, she gasped.

“I’m fucking you”, he said. Harriet felt a thrill as she heard him say it.

“Where?”, she asked. There was no reply as Andrew didn’t know what to say. “Outside”, she told him. “Say it!”

“I’m fucking you outside”, he said.

Harriet moaned in pleasure. “Again!”

“I’m fucking you outside”, said Andrew as he fucked her harder.

He’d never fucked Harriet from behind before. It felt dirty. It felt wrong. But there was something about his wife’s need that turned him on. He repeated the phrase as requested and found himself fucking harder and faster as he did so. Harriet was moaning louder and louder, but Andrew didn’t seem to mind anymore. He was driven to fiinish. The cars driving by on the road became a blur and no longer mattered. He was fucking his wife bent over a family picnic table, her moans of pleasure driving him on harder and faster. There was something about his innate masculinity that rushed to the surface from where it had been suppressed. He wanted her and was taking her. It surprised him. He felt her shudder on his cock as he came inside her. She cried out. Suddenly he felt very exposed.

Harriet turned to him and kissed him. She had a very wide smile on her face and her eyes beamed with a wild satisfaction.

“Look, we’d better get going”, he said as he fumbled with fastening his trousers.

Harriet beamed back at him and nodded as they returned to the The car park was still empty. She was glad that nobody else had turned up for Andrew’s sake, but part of her had hoped to have been watched. She wondered if anyone had been watching from the trees.

They had been driving in silence for a few minutes before Andrew just said “That was incredible”. Harriet just squeezed his hand in response. There were obviously some great depths to her that he had never before realised. Needs that were suddenly becoming unleashed. He didn’t know how to cope, but he also relished his own feelings in that moment.

They arrived at the country inn and adjusted themselves before going in, kissing as they crossed the threshold. The inn specialised in Italian food and Andrew ordered a simple steak while Harriet went for Spaghetti allo scoglio. As they waited for their food Andrew handed her a small case with a smile.

Harriet opened it. A note read “To my Queen of Hearts”, and inside the box was an expensive looking solid silver charm bracelet with five charms attached. The first four were the suit symbols from playing cards. Hearts, diamonds, clubs and spades. Harriet stared at that final one, feeling a cold chill. Did he know? She looked up at him trying to read his face.

Andrew smiled at her. “I know you liked wearing that silly necklace, so I bought you something more suited. Hearts and diamonds too”.

He really didn’t seem to understand the significance of the spade symbol. Harriet slipped it on her wrist as she said “Thank you”. She smiled inwardly as she saw the spade symbol. “It’s perfect”, she said.

She was so preoccupied with that one charm that Andrew had to draw her attention to the fifth and final one. “It’s a Superman symbol”, he said. “The children chose that one and it means Supermum”. Harriet smiled and nodded, and then the food came.

It was a nice meal, and the earlier sex had given the afternoon an unexpected charge of excitement. They both ate hungrily, Andrew tearing into his steak, while Harriet dug out the seafood from the shells in her pasta. Eventually they drove home as the late afternoon sun started to drop below the horizon.

The children were waiting when they arrived home. “Did you like your present?”, asked Hannah. “It was my idea”.

“Yes, it was Hannah who remembered that you liked that necklace”, explained Andrew.

“Yes, it’s lovely”, replied Harriet, holding out her arm to show them, her eye again focussing on the spade, and remembering Witness.

“We’ve made pizza dough”, said Hannah, nudging a smiling Daniel.

“We can put anything you want on it”, said Daniel as they walked through to the kitchen.

“Thank you”, said Harriet to them all.

It had been a good day.