It's my Birthday this weekend and Cheri has been being extra nice all week. She even made me breakfast in bed this morning. I take the final sip of orange juice and then put the empty glass down on the night stand beside me.
"Thomas, I have a BIG surprise for you!"
Suddenly, Cheri runs into the room and jumps onto the bed. "We're going to spend the weekend at one of the biggest hotels on the beach for your Birthday! I even made reservations for us at their best restaurant for Sunday! They have a couple bars there and one of them even has nightly dancing!"
"That's awesome Cheri!" I give her a big hug and ask, "So, when are we going?"
"We can check-in at noon if we want. So, we need to hurry up and pack so we can get going!" With that, she rolls off the bed and enters the closet. I can hear her rummaging for something. Moments later, she emerges holding our travel bags and a single suitcase.
After showering and getting dressed, we set about packing for the trip. She is wearing a white dress and a hat to protect herself from the sun. Me? I'm just wearing shorts and a tee shirt.
Soon, I notice a single Victoria's Secret bag sitting by itself on the bed. It wasn't there earlier, so she must have slipped it there without me seeing.
"What'd you get?"
"Something fun," she replies. Then she begins laying the items from the bag out along the bed. She places a pair of black panties and a black bra there. "These are really soft and lacy. I like them a lot."
"Oh, those are sexy! Looks like the bra is one of those that fastens in the front!"
"Then, how about these?" she asks as she holds up a new and unopened package of sheer black thigh high stockings with vertical black stripes. Next, she pulls out a matching black garter belt.
"Those are my weakness, Cheri!" Just the thought of her wearing them for me later tonight is driving me wild!
She laughs at my exuberance. "I had to special order the stockings you know. They don't normally carry them."
After a light lunch, we place the finishing touches on our packing and get ready to leave. I load our bags in the backseat and then we proceeded towards the beach. The drive itself is about 30 minutes and we have plenty of time to just chill out.
"So, what did you want to do tonight?" I ask as we pull out of our apartment complex.
"Well, it's your birthday, so I wanted to give you your birthday present there." she answers.
"Ah, my birthday present?"
"Yep." She replies, short and to the point while she slides on a pair of white colored sunglasses with oversized lenses. She just smiles at me from beneath her wide hat.
"Is there anything you want to do in particular?" I ask.
"I wanna go dancing and check out the bar."
"Sounds good. I'm up for it."
When we arrive, we find the place to be pretty busy. Cars are lined up at the entrance, but eventually we all get in. Hotels along the beach often have trouble with beachgoers taking up parking spaces without staying there and that often makes the lots fuller than they otherwise might be.
Today is no different. After asking us if we are staying there, we are given a tag for the dashboard and allowed entrance. There are cars everywhere. In fact, I drive around the parking lot for about ten minutes before locating a parking place.
The sun hangs high over us as we get ready to head out. I grab the bags and lock the doors as we begin to walk towards the main building.
"Man, this is a pretty big place, huh?" she says as she looks around. She places a hand on her hat to keep it from blowing off her head.
"Yeah, it is. Nice day, too."
A doorman opens the entryway for us and we walk through.
"Checking in, sir?"
"Yes, actually."
"Head straight in." He points, "The front desk is just passed the elevator."
We nod at him and go inside. As the two of us step out onto the ornate carpet, we take a look around. Everything is shiny. Many of the adornments are made of silver, gold or glass. There are small statues along the walls and all manner of artworks here as well. You can really tell that they spent a lot of money when they refurbished this place.
After getting our room key from the front desk, we decide to drop our bags off in the room. The two of us find ourselves outside soon enough and take a walk around the property. The mid-July sun beats down on us and the heat is pronounced, but we aren't overdressed so it's really not too bad.
We hold hands along the way as we locate the main bar outside as well as an outdoor pool with a hot tub. After seeing what we could do outside, we make our way up to the room.
Once there, Cheri places her makeup bag on the counter in the bathroom and then walks into the bedroom. She opens her suitcase and begins laying out the clothes that she has chosen for the rest of the day. Each garment is placed upon the bed so that I can see them- shoes included.
My wife knows that she is the focal point of all my attention. I simply can't take my eyes off of her. Off comes the sundress and her undergarments soon follow. She watches my reactions as she prepares her next move. She is 5'4'', which is much shorter than I, but nonetheless she is a bombshell.
Suddenly, she pretends not to notice me and goes about preparing herself for the remainder of the day. She leans over and pulls up her black panties and gives the waistband a 'Snap'. The bra is next- covering her magnificent 34DD breasts. It fastens comfortably in the front.
Two years ago, when she informed me that she wanted to get a breast enlargement, I wasn't sure what to think. I told her at the time that I loved her just the way she was. She, however, said that she needed to get them for her own self esteem. She was tired of being 'Small.' Of course, it took some time for the scars to heal after the procedure, but she absolutely loved them- and so did I!
Cheri sits down on the edge of the bed and opens the package of stockings. She pulls one forth and carefully places her hand inside it and begins rolling it up. Next, she points her toes and slowly and seductively begins sliding them over her perfect size 6 foot and then onto her leg. She knows that this is my weakness and allows me to continue to watch as she pulls up her second stocking in the same manner.
My wife stands up once more and extends her leg up onto the side of the bed. Her fingers gently pull at the nylon, adjusting the stocking fit at her toes and then at her knee. One by one she affixes the garters into place along the band at the top of the stockings. After putting the finishing touches to her garters, she is ready to move on to the next stage.
She strides passed me with a strut in her step and heads into the bathroom, where her cosmetic bag lies waiting. First, she applies a slightly darker shade of eyeshadow and then follows with blush to her cheeks to give them a little more color.
Lastly, she applies red lipstick to her luscious lips. She presses them softly together and gently slides them left to right to get a better spread of color. She looks at herself in the mirror and smiles, content with her work.
Next, she turns in my direction and walks right by once more without saying a word or even looking at me for that matter. She quickly locates the dress she has chosen- a white low cut one filled with light blue flowers.
"What should we do first?" I ask her.
"I don't know. Maybe go down to the bar and get a drink?" Then she pauses a moment and says, "There's a present for you in the bag over there."
Then I look back to the hotel bed and I see another bag that I hadn't noticed before. "What's this?"
