I opened my eyes and slowly came to wakefulness. Glancing at the alarm clock, I saw that it was eight in the morning.
The aroma of coffee wafted through the room, and I could hear sounds coming from the kitchen of breakfast being prepared.
Swinging my legs out of bed, I donned a pair of cutoff jeans before going downstairs.
"Good morning and happy birthday," my wife Alice greeted me as I entered the kitchen.
'Good god, fifty today,' I realized.
She gave me a chaste kiss as she handed me my coffee.
"Now eat your breakfast and take your pills. We are going out."
"Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."
"OK," I mumbled
I looked at her in her cutoff jeans and tight T-shirt and wondered where and when the magic between us had disappeared.
Twenty-five years of marriage behind us, yet we were no longer lovers today. Yes, we were close and affectionate, but sexual excitement was now a thing of the past. Alice was still a beautiful woman; however, something had been lost between us.
We still ritually made love occasionally, but it was just a release without genuine passion, almost a habit of mutual masturbation.
Yes, time had changed our bodies. I was no longer the young stud. However, I still played tennis, golf, and swam regularly, and for my age, I thought I still looked good.
Alice also had changed. She still had a good figure, slightly more weight than she used to carry before, but looking at her objectively, she carried her forty-five years very well.
This year she was a redhead with dark red lustrous hair, always flawlessly made up with firm boobs and a tight body, courtesy of daily gym sessions and yoga.
Dressed the way she was today, I could see where she would look attractive to others, but the magic was gone between us.
She said, "Come, let's go," as I finished breakfast, her whole face radiated excitement.
Following her to the car, I wondered where she was taking me. I hoped not on an expedition to antique stores or gift shops.
She raced out of the driveway and floored the Porsche.
"Hey, slow down. Wherever we’re going, it would be nice to get there in one piece."
"Sorry," she smiled, "I don't want to be late."
"Late for what?"
"You'll see it’s a surprise."
I sat back and just enjoyed the morning sun, wondering what she was up to.
We pulled up into the parking lot of a secluded villa in one of the posher neighborhoods.
A small discrete brass plaque announced that we were at the Elite Spa.
"Spa? What the hell has she planned?"
As we entered, a young woman came toward us.
"You must be Mr. and Mrs. Roberts."
"Guilty," I announced.
“Please follow me," she said with a radiant smile.
We obediently followed her. My eyes gazed at a beautiful little tush swaying ahead of us.
Alice took my hand and said, "Jake, today is your day. I want you to be pampered like you never have before."
I smiled at her, wondering what pampering meant.
"What do you mean pampered?"
"You'll see. Just go with the flow and enjoy the experience."
"Thank you so much, Alice."
"Go. Let them take care of you. I'll see you soon."
I was led to a room where she of the tight tush said, "Jake sit right here, and your attendant will be with you momentarily." She motioned me to a barber chair.
"OK, I'm back. My name is Ali, and I will be taking care of you," she smiled.
Looking at me from head to toe, she said, "How about a shave, and haircut, followed by a manicure, a pedicure, and a facial."
"Sounds good to me, very good as a matter of fact."
"OK, take off your shoes, and we will let your feet and hands soak while I cut your hair and shave you."
'She is so cute. I could eat her up.' I thought.
I looked at her while she was preparing her equipment. She was wearing a bright yellow sundress, which strained to contain her grapefruit-sized tits. Slender with great legs, and as I mentioned, a deliciously rounded ass, short spiky blond hair, and the face of a pixy.
She prepared a footbath and placed my feet in it, offering me a great view down her cleavage at her tits. It seemed a button had come undone on her dress, and her cleavage was gaping at me.
'Would love to suck on those melons.'
She looked up, smiled shyly at me, and said, "OK, now for the shave and haircut."
She started by putting hot towels on my face. "That's to soften your beard," she said.
Then taking a straight razor, she scraped off my stubble. Finally, she caressed my face with her fingers and said, "There you go, smooth as a baby's butt."
"Hmm… And maybe as smooth as yours." I thought, smiling to myself.
I admit that this tender care was getting me very turned on. My cock was starting to strain at my jockeys.
She started on my hair, and as she did, I occasionally felt her breast brush against my arm, adding to my excitement.
"This is great. What a lovely present. I will really have to thank Alice for this."
She proceeded with the facial. Her long sleek fingers massaged my face with various liquids, which she told me would tighten my skin. Her fingers caressed and soothed me.
Then she got a low stool, sat in front of my feet, took one foot out of the water, dried it, and placed it on her bare thigh. She massaged each toe, sending shivers through my body.
Next came the pedicure. She was leaning forward and giving me a perfect view of her tits.
I regretted when she said, "OK, now for a manicure." After that, I would no longer be able to letch at those luscious tits.
She sat on a stool next to me took my fingers and massaged them. She stretched each finger in turn before doing my nails.
'Damn, this is so erotic and sensual,' I realized I enjoyed this pampering.
"OK, all done," she smiled at me.
"Now go through these doors and take a shower."
"A shower," I exclaimed, "Why?"
"Oh, just to get you ready for your massage," she said, smiling seductively at me.
"Great."
I entered the door and found myself in a large tiled room with showers and a bath. I fiddled with the knobs and adjusted the temperature and shower sprays to my comfort level.
Taking off my clothes, I entered the stream of water when a door opened, and this stunning oriental girl entered the room.
"Hi Jake, I'm Miko. Alice sent me. May I be allowed to help you?"
I gathered my jaw, which had dropped at the sight of her, and I said, "Alice, my wife, sent you? Are you sure?"
"Yes. I am part of your Birthday present."
She was stunning. Her long black hair was done up in a bun, and she had small tiny tits, long legs, translucent ivory skin, and a cute little ass, coupled with an amazing tight body. With her slanted eyes and full lips, I instantly fell in lust with her.
She was wearing a tiny bra and thong, which were translucent and left nothing to the imagination.
She stepped into the shower with me. As her bra and thong got wet, I could see her body as if she was nude. Her nipples were small but perky, and her slit was totally shaved.
My cock was now at full erection and waving out in front of me.
I reached out to grab one of her luscious tits, and she batted my hand away. "
"No touching."
'Is this only going to be a tease?' I asked myself.
She bought a low stool and said, "Sit here."
She stepped behind me, and I felt her fingers shampooing my hair. She thoroughly massaged my scalp, and I felt my tensions dissolve.
She lathered my back, and her strong fingers spread the soap all over me. Then a scrubbing sponge ran up and down my spine and my sides. My circulation was stimulated, and it felt great. However, it did nothing to assuage my boner. Then, she proceeded to my torso and legs, and she repeated the process until my skin glowed and tingled.
Going behind me, her soap-covered hand came under the stool and lathered my cock, which immediately sprang to greater attention, all seven and a half inches begging for more.
She simpered, "Naughty boy, behave."
'Behave. How the hell can you behave when a woman is running her soapy hand up and down your cock?'
She then inserted a finger right up my anus, sliding it up to my prostate. She cleaned my asshole and then used a flexible spray to rinse me.
The feeling was indescribably erotic. My cock and balls were aching with need.
"Bad boy, control yourself."
'Control myself. What does she think I am a fucking marble statue?'
She came in front and ran her fingers through my pubic hair and under my balls.
"Can I give you a trim? It will feel better for you."
"Why not? Might as well get all I can."
"OK, come and lie down in the tub."
I looked and saw a bathtub across the room. So I lay down in it, and she got in and sat facing me.
"Now, put your legs across my shoulders and relax. Remember no funny stuff."
"I am ready to jump her bones, and she says no funny stuff."
She smiled shyly and lathered my cock and balls. Then she pulled on my cock, extending it so as to shave every hair. She handled the razor so well that it glided and depilated me thoroughly. My balls were so tight that she had no problem shaving them. However, I was so nervous that she might nick me that I had lost my erection.
"On your hands and knees, big boy," I heard her say.
"What now? Why does she want me in that position?" I wondered.
I obediently turned over and squirmed as she shaved the few stray hairs around my ass hole.
Then after rinsing me, she applied a soothing lotion around all the shaved parts.
"Feel." she said, "See how smooth you are."
I reached down, and damn if she was not correct, I felt so sensitive in that area that it was like having a new cock.
"OK, now is time for your massage. Go through this door and lie down on the massage table."
I entered a room with two massage tables parallel to each other.
Miko walked in and smiled at me as I lay on the far table.
"Oh boy," I thought.
Around me, the walls and ceiling of the room were mirrored. Recessed spotlights bathed each table with a soft glow.
Then the door opened, and Alice, my wife, walked in with a tall, handsome, bronzed stud wearing a Speedo-type bikini.
Alice was wearing a towel wrapped around her body. She came over to me and gave me a kiss.
"Enjoying all the attention?" she asked.
"Yes, dear. Thank you so much."
The hunk introduced himself. "Hi, I am Tony, Miko's husband."
"Glad to meet you."
"Oh, I get it. So he massages me, and Miko massages Alice. What a bummer."
"OK, Alice, climb on the table," he told her.
She climbed on and modestly covered herself with the towel.
I looked at her, and she smiled at me and winked.
Miko’s strong fingers were now massaging my feet and toes.
Looking over, I saw Tony doing the same for Alice.
She did each toe and then took my foot, slid her tongue between my toes then sucked each one into her mouth. The feeling was exquisite. I sensed my cock reacting.
Worried, I looked over at Alice and saw that she was enjoying the same treatment from Tony. I blushed at the thought of my wife being touched by another man. My emotions were confused, but the idea excited me.
I decided that I had better concentrate on myself, after all, this was my birthday present.
Miko ran her tongue up my sensitive inner thigh, alternating licks and kisses as she climbed higher and higher towards my balls and cock. The sensations were fantastic, and I could hardly wait for her to hit the jackpot.
She licked my groin close to my balls, then bypassed them to run her tongue upward. I was frustrated. After kissing my navel, she came up to my face and kissed me with parted lips and a probing tongue.
Kissing her back, I probed her lovely mouth with my tongue until I was out of breath.
Smiling at me, she removed her bra and showed me her tits.
I reached to touch them, but she stepped back to avoid my touch.
She smiled sweetly and said, "Patience."
Moving behind my head, her hands started to massage my chest.
Suddenly she leaned forward and placed her breast right over my mouth.