Her birthday wish is a new Birkin, my birthday wish is a menage. Me, you...and your best friend. Frederick Chambers

"Happy birthday sweetheart!"

He handed his wife the large wrapped box. In it, exactly what she asked him to buy her so it should be a surprise. But their good friends were over, so she pretended as if she had no clue.

"Oh, honey! What could it be?" Nicolette held the box and shook it a little, smiling at him. "You don't have to give me anything sweetheart, I have you."

Yeah, their marriage was a sham. She did not love him, and he felt the same.

But to Alixandre and Rosaline, they assumed they were this great, perfect couple. The two couples were down at their respective lake homes that were across from each other, in Osage Beach. Middle of nowhere Missouri to those unfamiliar. Where "The Haves" with a little bit of money, bought a second home and rented them out as Air BnBs.

There were more than seventy-thousand lakefront properties surrounding the beautiful man-made Lake of the Ozarks, which at the time of construction was the largest man-made lake in the U.S. It quickly became a tourist destination.

When they were not staying in the lake houses, family members were, or they gifted it to business associates for the weekend. To their guy friends who needed to take their mistresses away.

All part of the business.

"Open it, Nicki, I need to see what it is!" Rosaline excitedly said to her friend.

The two looked like twins to him. They were two different ethnicities, but that did not seem to matter. Both with naturally tan skin, exotic features so you questioned what they were. Same long, silky, dark brown hair, doe-like brown eyes, wide gorgeous smile, slim but curvy body. Rosaline had nearly ten years on Nicolette, but you could not tell. They were just two sexy ass women.

The difference was, his heart only beat for one.

Nicolette pulled out the bag to show off the custom-made Birkin bag he ordered. She dictated to him exactly what she wanted and he ordered it. She could pretend to her friends that he was the loving husband, while she continued to get all the trinkets her heart desired.

It did not matter, because soon, he would run the empire, and have the love of his life on his arm.

"This deserves a birthday treat honey, tell me what you would like," Nicollette said, her brown eyes twinkling at him.

He looked from Nic to Rosaline, both smiling at him.

Towering behind them was his friend Alixandre, watching, holding a glass of champagne as they celebrated the occasion.

Birthday sex. That is what she wanted, even though they rarely had sex anymore because if procreation did not end with a baby in her, he did not want it from her.

Yet, tonight two gorgeous women sat smiling at him, waiting.

"Get naked," he ordered.

Nicolette stood, in front of them all, and slipped out of the short, skimpy dress she wore, revealing no bra and a tiny thong. Her long legs were lean and tan, and her long brown hair cascading in waves to the small of her back. He looked at her look-alike beside her.

"And you too."

Rosaline did not miss a beat, she stood, pulled off the loose fitting-tank top she wore, and stepped out of the shorts she wore. Matching black lace bra and panties made his dick spring to attention. He grabbed himself and reflexively rubbed it while licking his lips.

Was it his birthday? He was about to have his fantasy made true.

"Kiss each other," he demanded.

There was no hesitation on their part, giggling like schoolgirls, they devoured each other's mouths. Again, he kept stroking himself through his pants, watching two deliciously naked women make out.

"Now come here, both of you," he ordered.

His wife and her best friend came closer to him, smiling, waiting. He pulled his wife close to him and kissed her waiting lips. He was a big lover of kissing, tongues mingling, hot lips pressed against his. It was intimate, he only shared kisses with the women that mattered to him. As much as he was not in love with his wife, he still cared for her.

After he got enough from his wife, he pulled Rosaline to him for a kiss. She readily accepted his tongue in her mouth as he held her close to him, pressing her warm body against his. His temperature rose and it took everything in him to not take her right there. He had never been kissed like that before, and it made him only more in love with her.

"I've always wanted to do that," she said softly, her lips brushed against his. Tingles were all over his body.

"Since the moment I laid my eyes on you," he said, kissing her again.

"No fair!" Nicolette whined, "It's my birthday!"

His wife started to undo his pants, sliding them down before grabbing his hard dick roughly out of his boxers. She kneeled to her knees, taking him in her warm, wet mouth. Nicolette knew many things, how to deep throat his length was one of them. There was something about the head of his dick touching the tonsils, pushing through a tight throat, and feeling it grip him.

He had to pace himself or else he would shoot off a load in his wife's throat and not be able to get it back up before he could come inside his love.

"I want to taste you," he whispered to Rosaline, sucking on her delicious lips before going to her neck and licking the hollows, then going down to her ample breasts, caressing them before snatching off her bra and taking one in his greedy mouth. She had beautiful breasts that deserved his attention. A body that defied her age and birthing three babies. His head was dizzy with emotions, finally getting a chance to enjoy her the way he envisioned for years.

He spent his time enjoying those beautiful mounds. He could die a happy man right here and not regret a thing. Except, he greedily wanted more of her.

His wife still enjoying herself sucking him off, kneeling on his knees, Nicolette never detached herself from him. He slid his fingers across lace-covered folds, finding her already wet and waiting. He snatched the fragile garment away from her hips, his fingers probing inside of her as she let out a soft moan.

Music to his ears, but that was not enough if he was not tasting her. His tongue wagged from his mouth before he could bury it inside of her. He wanted to take his time and savor this moment. Maybe this was it and he would not get another chance. His wife sharing her best friend for her birthday gift.

He could not suck up her juices quickly enough. She tasted sweet like she took care of what went in her body. It was more than he imagined she would taste like, and he was drunk from her, wanting to ravish her dry.

"My love," his wife finally stood, pressing her body close to Rosaline's. "Be gentle with her." She let out a little giggle. "Or at least save some for me."

Nicollette began kissing Rosaline, and his now dry and cold dick sprang back into action. This was not real, it was a dream, yet he still wanted to get the most out of it.

He sat on the couch and pulled Rosaline onto his lap, pushing himself inside of her as she let out a wild moan. He knew that meant she never felt dick like his. She did not need coaching she started to slam her hips up and down his shaft, moaning like a mad woman.

"Yes, Daddy! Yes!"

"It's my birthday and you two are having all the fun," Nicolette whined with a sweet pout on her face.

He pulled her to him, kissing her while his fingers slid inside her so that she could get the satisfaction that she needed. A couple of quick finger thrusts into her she came like a waterfall all over his hand, then he put his focus back on his love. Grabbing her hips and grinding her on his hardness.

"It's too much!" she moaned, pushing on his chest.

"It's not rough enough," he grunted, his hips meeting up with hers at every thrust. "Call me daddy again."

"Daddy, you know how to fuck me just right."

"It's better than him?"

He glanced over at his best friend watching them, drink still in hand, eyes never leaving the action.

"Yes, mi amour," she whispered in his ear. "I have always loved you. Put a baby inside of me please."

That's when he woke up from his dream, passed out on the sofa, all alone, nothing but his boxers that he'd creamed all over.

That was a dream he was trying to make a reality now. Not only did he want the Sextacy Empire, but he also wanted Rosaline to have a baby with her.

A/N: "It was all a dream" in my Biggie voice. Had to do it to you. Frederick fantasizes more than he does anything else.