‘“Happy Birthday, Desmond,” I purr as I approach him, appreciating the smirk on his face. “Thanks,” he says, “now would you mind taking off my blindfold and untying me?” I sit down in his lap and start to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. I can hear his breathing start to get heavier as I straddle him, feeling his desire grow, but being unable to do much anything with his hands tied behind him. “That would ruin the surprise,” I whisper into his ear, and slip my hand into his briefs.’