When my husband told me he wanted to celebrate his birthday at home this year, I decided to plan something to make it extra special. So I whipped up his favorite dinner, then I served his favorite dessert — me.

I bought a special outfit for the occasion, too. Bob loves seeing my tits prominently displayed, so I found an underbust corset in his favorite color that pushed my boobs up nice and high and left them totally exposed.

When Bob got home from work that evening, I was standing in the hallway, waiting to greet him while wearing that corset. Silky thigh-highs of the same color and a pair of four-inch platform heels completed my saucy getup.

“Holy shit,” Bob exclaimed when he saw me. He slammed the door behind him and headed straight for me, making a beeline for my boobs.