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Jimmy, the wonderful gentleman, hopped out of the driver’s seat and came around to my back passenger door and opened it for me.
“Thank you so much,” I said as he took the cake from my hands so that I could get out of the back seat with just the balloons and my purse. “You’re a gem.”
“You need me to help you carry anything inside?” he asked, and I shook my head, taking the cake from his outstretched arms.
“I got it from here, Jim, but thanks for offering.”
“No problem. Have fun at your gender reveal party.”
Oh man, Jimmy. You have no idea what kind of gender reveal party I’m hosting today…
I offered a thankful smile and headed back into the hotel, more than ready to get my husband all fluffing amped over my big surprise.
Although, my actual plans were certainly not just about the cake and balloons. Those were more of a decoy, a teasing form of foreplay that would build up to the main event.
By the time I was off the elevator and standing in front of our suite, I didn’t even need to find the key. The door swung open, and my handsome husband stood there with a big-ass grin on his face and his body clad only in a pair of boxer briefs.
“I thought I told you to leave your pants on,” I said, and he just smirked, glancing down at himself.
“I did.”
I snorted and shook my head, and when I glanced down at where the Supercock was nestled beneath the formfitting material, it was more than apparent the anticipation game had already begun.
Nearly completely hard, my husband was already raring to go, and the party hadn’t even officially started yet.
The realization made me fucking giddy.
But when he noticed the boxed cake and balloons in my hands, his mouth turned down in disappointment.
I wanted to laugh, but I did my best to keep a straight face and strutted myself inside our suite.
“Are you ready to celebrate, baby?” I asked over my shoulder as I set down the cake on the small table near the kitchenette.
“Uh… What exactly are we celebrating?”
I turned around to find him standing there with his hands on his hips, his face pinched up in confusion.
“Our baby!” I exclaimed. “I know, technically, that we already know the sex, but today, I want us to have our own little gender reveal party.”
Thatch just started at me, his eyes flitting between my face, the cake, and the white balloons that were wrapped around my wrist.
“Isn’t this exciting?” I asked, clapping my hands together to really sell it. “We’ll get to pop some balloons and eat some cake! It’s going to be so much fun!”
“Uh-huh,” he said, his voice struggling to sound excited. “I mean, I’m feeling a little underdressed, but that’s okay.”
This is fluffingawesome. He has no idea what’s about to hit him.
I had to bite back my smile.
“So, uh, where do we start?”
“With the balloons!” I clapped some more.
“And what exactly do we do with them? I’m not hip to all the gender reveal trends, but I kind of thought they’d be blue for a boy. Since you told me we’re having a boy.” He cleared his throat. “You, uh, remember that, don’t you?”
I laughed. “It’s not the outside color that matters, silly. We pop them until one reveals the gender!”
Thatch nodded. “Oh, okay. Sounds simple enough.” I wrapped the strings of the balloons around the back of one of the dining chairs and carefully pulled the pin the party shop had given to me out of my purse.
