As Rob woke up, he realized he had the day to himself—his wife had gone to visit their daughter—so he decided to play a round of golf. He called the club and booked a single for ten o'clock before he cooked breakfast, had a shower, and was ready for a relaxing day.
After his shower, he was going through his drawer and came across a pair of bikini briefs he'd purchased (on sale) over a year ago but hadn't worn. For some reason, he decided he'd wear them that day—they felt good as he slipped them on. He checked himself in the mirror and liked what he saw.
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Rob is sixty-one years old; five feet, ten inches tall; weighs one hundred seventy pounds; and is proud of how well he keeps himself in shape.
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After he'd driven to the course and checked in, they informed him of his golf partner.
"You'll be teamed up with Mr. Chow."
Rob went to the practice green to work on his putting. After about ten minutes, an Asian man of about fifty years old approached him and introduced himself.
"Rob? I'm Terry. It appears we'll be playing together today."
They chatted for a while before Terry announced.
"It's time to get going."
As the game progressed, they continued to chat. As it turned out, both were married and both wives were out of town. Rob was driving the ball quite well, and Terry was impressed.
"You're in good shape, Rob. I wish I had your body."
Rob smiled and returned the compliment.
"You look to be in pretty good shape yourself, Terry."
As they continued, Rob noted.
"I need to loosen up more before playing! My back always tightens up."
Terry mentioned.
"I like to do yoga, and a good massage after a workout is a great way to keep muscles relaxed."
Rob moaned.
"Oh, would I ever like that! Do you know anyone who gives a good massage?"
Terry surprised Rob.
"My wife says I give a great massage."
After the game, they decided to have a drink in the club lounge.
"How's your back, Rob?"
"It's a little stiff but not too bad."
"Well, let's finish up these drinks, and you can come over to my place so I can fix your back for you. I live only a mile up the road."
Rob was caught slightly off guard and was surprised.
"Ok, that sounds wonderful."
Rob followed Terry to his building. It was a new tower and, as they stepped into the elevator, Terry pushed the button marked forty—the top floor. After they stepped off of the elevator, Terry opened the front door, which exposed a beautiful, big apartment with a breathtaking view of the mountains. Rob walked in and admired the view as he stood in front of the big windows.
"This is a beautiful view!"
"Yes, I like it because you can see for miles, yet no one can see in here...it's very private!"
"Would you like a glass of chilled white wine, Rob?"
"Yes, thank you."
They had a good chat while sipping their wine.
"Let's see about loosening up those muscles of yours. Why don't you stand up and remove your shirt, Rob?"
After Rob took his shirt off, Terry approached him from behind and placed both of his hands on the back of Rob's neck. He started to gently knead Rob's neck and shoulders. The first sensation Rob felt was the incredible warmth from Terry's hands...it was so soothing. Terry continued to work Rob's upper back and shoulders and then started to slowly work his way down his back.
"How does it feel, Rob?"
Rob moaned.
"It feels wonderful."
Terry rubbed Rob's back for a while longer.
"The body is all connected and often the problem is also the legs. I suggest that you remove your shorts so I can work on your legs for a while."
Rob was slightly hesitant but was feeling quite relaxed, so he unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts, slid them to the ground, and stood in front of Terry with only his bikini briefs on.
Terry was impressed.
"Wow! You really are in good shape! Nice body!"
Rob became sheepish after that comment.
"Thanks."
Terry again started rubbing Rob's neck and shoulders before working his way down his back. He then got onto his knees, put his hands on either side of Rob's left thigh, and started to gently work those big muscles. The heat of Terry's hands, and the expertise in which he was moving them, quickly relaxed Rob even more.
Terry continued to work his hands down Rob's left leg, down his thigh, over his knee, and then his calf and shin. He then moved over to his right leg and, starting at his ankle, worked his way up to his knee and thigh.
"Rob, would you please turn around?"
As he did, Terry repeated the process, except on the front of Rob's legs. Terry had one hand on each of Rob's legs as he slid them up the outside of the ankles, up the outer thighs, gently over his butt, and then back down again.