The truth.

"You girls all look amazing. Better than I remembered. Of course, I still love my beautiful wife first and foremost."

Amy smiled, and Corrine put in, "You're the one who's improved since school. I always knew that you'd grow into your features. You're positively hunky at thirty." Stephanie nodded in agreement, and I blushed.

"29, thank you very much."

"Ian's been my little project for years. We started with runs in high school, and now I have him lifting weights three times a week. You should see his chest! My husband's kinda jacked now."

"No way!" Stephanie exclaimed. "Show us!"

Chants of "take it off! take it off!" were heard. Even Rachel was cheering.

"Yikes. It's my birthday, why am I the one stripping?"

"Oh, you want a show?" Rachel grabbed Talia's skirt and flipped it up, revealing her pink panties.

"What the hell??" Talia quickly moved to cover herself. Rachel giggled in triumph.

"This is a democracy. The people have spoken, Ian. Show us the goods!" Stephanie declared.

Defeated, I moved to take off my jacket. Amy stopped me. "Wait a minute. As Ian's wife, I have to protect his honor. If he's gonna give a show, he's gotta get something in return."