Wrestling One Shots

Three's A Game

"Baby, what are we doing?" I ask my husband as we walk ... somewhere.

He's got me blindfolded and walking somewhere. Today is our third-anniversary and he won't tell me what he has planned. Says it's a big surprise but didn't mention anything about this 'surprise' until today ... until right before we left the house. I figure the surprise is something sexual, as he bought me very pretty lingerie for tonight. Our sex life is amazing, and has always been since we started dating.

It's funny to me how we started off as fuck buddies who wanted nothing serious. We had been burned by relationships with people who weren't part of the business we love and were just looking to scratch that sexual itch. We had been friends before that and always sports-flirted with each other just for the fun of it. Once both of us were single, and we knew it, the flirting got supercharged and we made our agreement. Friends with benefits for however long the itch scratched us.

Then we started hanging out more, even outside of work since both of us are from New York but from Puerto Rico too. I was born on the island but raised in New York, for him it was the other way around. We connected and we've been together ever since. There was a small period when we stopped ... things were a little stressful and we weren't speaking for about two weeks because he panicked. He came to my hotel room one night and poured his heart out, said all the things that I wanted to hear, and he proved it all. We got married a year later, he didn't want to wait any longer than that.

"We're going to your surprise." he said. "Sit here." he muttered, pushing me down softly into a plush seat.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"A hotel."

"Why can't I know which one?"

"It's a surprise and you'll know soon enough. Let me go check in." he said, pressing his lips to mine.

I could hear the smugness in his tone, and he's proud of this surprise, that much is clear. I waited for maybe five minutes before he came back, helping me up. We like to surprise each other so I've been patiently waiting to take this blindfold off. My husband has something kinky up his sleeve and I'm dying to know what it is. We've been talking about fantasies lately and the list is a long one. I can't imagine which one he's decided to make a reality tonight.

We got onto the elevator, the ding a telling sound, then we got out on God knows what floor and walked down the hallway, I'm assuming. It wasn't a long walk before we stopped and I heard the unlocking of the room door. As soon as we were inside, his lips were on mine, and his hands on my body.

"Mi amor ..." I whispered when he pulled away, trying to find his lips again.

"Come on, bebé." he said.

We walked further into the room and he walked away from me, so I remained in my spot so as to now bust my ass trying to find him. I heard a chair move, the feet scraping against the floor; LVP's or hardwood, it doesn't sound like tile. I heard the groan of someone sitting in a chair and then I jumped when I felt hands on my body. The touch felt different ... the fingers felt different.

"Luis?" I asked, as the fingers trailed softly over my arm.

"You trust me, baby?" he asked and the distance confirmed my suspicions, my husband isn't the person touching me.

"Of course." I quickly respond, meaning it.

"Happy anniversary." he muttered. "If you want the gift."

"Who is it?"

"You'll find out soon enough ... only if you want."

"I want." I said quickly.