It’s my birthday, and I’ve invited you over for dinner with me and my husband. It’s a little awkward since you’re my ex, but we’re still friends, so we sit and chat over dinner. You ask what I got this year, since my husband always buys me amazing expensive gifts, but this time we’re doing things differently. He said I can have whatever I want, I just have to choose. After dinner I admit the one thing I really want is one more night with my ex—you—and for him to watch. He’s shocked at first, but he did say anything, and that’s what I want. Besides, he could learn a thing or two. We head to the bedroom and he sits off to the side, watching you make me cum like he’s never seen before, talking dirty and glancing over to tell him how much I’m enjoying your cock. At the end I beg you to cum on my face, something I never let my husband do, and say I’ll keep it there for the rest of the night so I can remember the best birthday gift ever.