"Morris, come on down. Let's make the house more presentable. Everybody will be here soon."
"Be there in 10."
It was my 75 year's birthday and my extended family was coming from out of town to celebrate the important event with us. The last time we saw everybody here was 5 years earlier, at my Platinum Jubilee. It was a fun day with my 2 children, their spouses, and the 3 very young grandkids.
I thought about how time flew so fast. Only yesterday Wendy and I were young and restless. Back then I was recruited by my best friend's father to be on his landscaping team. Not long after that, I became the supervisor and at present, I had my own landscaping company with 8 employees. Currently, I was doing my job from the main office or home. Wendy, who's younger than me by 5 years initially dedicated all her time to raising the children, but when they started school she studied hard and later became a part-time nurse. The combined income was nice and we were able to afford to travel twice a year (mostly to Florida in the winter and Colorado or Oregon in the summer).
Jeff, our older child was a very good student when he was in school and later became a dermatologist. His 2 daughters, Sarah and Maddie, were now 21 and 19, respectively. Unlike Jeff, Mary was an average student and younger than him by 3 years. She never showed an inclination for advanced learning. She married a nice guy who worked as a construction worker and stayed a homemaker. Their son, Joe was now 17 years old.
I know, it's confusing to keep track of everybody in our extended family, but I had to be sure that I remembered their names and ages before meeting them again... Actually, for the last 2 years, we met every couple of weeks on Zoom, but Wendy and I were the silent participants. Everybody else was talking to each other and we hardly were able to say much. We were happy to just listen.
As a young couple, Wendy and I were active socially and frequently went to the movies, especially those in a drive-in. We used to take advantage of the dark and neck with each other. The first few times Wendy was scared that someone we knew might catch us in the act, but later on, she became less concerned and our car sex became a habit we both looked up to over there. This was a time of the sexual revolution; most of us young couples experimented a lot. In addition to doing it in the backseat of our car, while on trips we were doing it in parks and sometimes on the balcony of our hotel... We even considered adding another person to our lovemaking, but the arrival of the AIDS epidemic put the kibosh on that idea.
Nowadays Wendy and I have a simple life. We both are as healthy as can be, go to a health facility 3 times a week, visit the national parks 3 - 4 times a year, and hike there. We have no money worries and our children are independent. Our sex life, while less adventurous than the times we were young, was still very satisfying. As the expression goes, 'No worries - Sex is good!' I am not certain that it's an official expression, but it's our mantra!...
"Honey, are you coming?" Wendy's voice woke me from my deep thoughts.
"On my way, dear."
I arranged the large table in the living room with 9 chairs. I placed the cups and utensils as nicely as I could and was ready to go to the bathroom and shave. At the same time, Wendy was washing some of the pots that were used to prepare the large meal. I ogled her rear for the 1000th time... I never got tired of watching her tushie. It was round, firm, and swaying temptingly each time she was working in the kitchen. I approached her rear and placed my palms on her B-cup breasts as my groin made contact with her cute ass.
"Darling, stop being naughty, I need to finish in the kitchen before our guests show up. If you behave during the party, I'll be extra nice to you when we are done..."
"But honey, it's my birthday! I thought that on this day I get ANYTHING I want..."
Wendy turned to me, kissed my lips lovingly, and whispered, "You do. Later on. I promise you that you won't be disappointed... Now go shave, take a shower, and stop interfering with my work here!"
The shaving and the shower took about half an hour. When I finished I went back to the kitchen. Everything was in order and Wendy was no longer there. She was in our master bathroom preparing herself too.
I sat down in front of the TV and watched the news.
...
Ten minutes later there was a rough knock on the door. It was our son Jeff with his wife and the 2 daughters. The girls have grown tremendously since last I laid my eyes on them. In 5 years they became taller. Sarah, the older one appeared very feminine. Everybody was dressed tip top as expected from family members of the rich doctor...
Jeff stepped forward, "Dad, you lost some hair and the rest is gray, but you look good. For your diamond jubilee, we bought you a wheelchair. Keep it at home. You never know what the future brings and it's better to be prepared for every eventuality at your advanced age!"
I mumbled, "Guys, that was a good idea. Thank you."
As I was talking, Wendy came out of our bedroom all smiles, "Hi everybody. And you girls are all grown-ups now. You are much taller than me. Both of you bend down and give me a good kiss!"
After the hugs and the kisses, Jeff handed Wendy a cane, "Mom, we were too busy to visit on your 70th birthday. You seem to be in good health now, which is great. However, older women frequently suffer from osteoporosis. So we thought that eventually, you may need some help. We bought you this elegant cane. Please keep it around, just in case..."
Wendy stared at Jeff for a long moment and then she forced a smile, "Thank you for your gift. Let's go to the living room and wait for Mary and her family."
They arrived twenty minutes later. Mary was cheerful, as she usually was at family gatherings. Her husband got the flu and stayed at home. Mary's teenage son's hair was disheveled and his multiple tattoos were evident on his arms, legs, and neck.
Wendy kissed Mary and Joe and invited them inside.
We sat at the table and chatted for a short time before Jeff raised a toast to me, "To my dad for his diamond white birthday! And also to my wonderful mother, whose 70th birthday several months ago we missed. You are not getting younger, but you did a great job with Mary and me. It's because of you that we have good families and good lives. Thank you for everything you've done for us!"
When he was done I stood up, "Jeff, thanks for the nice words, we are proud of you, Mary, and our grandkids. Now let's eat all the tasty stuff that my perfect wife prepared. By the way, the bar is free for adults and a variety of juices are available for the younger ones..."
Wendy and Mary went to the kitchen to serve the meal. I was seated between Sarah, my older granddaughter, and Jeff.
I turned to Sarah, "I haven't seen you in many years. You became a very pretty woman. How successful you are getting rid of all the guys trying to catch your eye?"
She chuckled, "I am trying to be nice to them, and sometimes it's successful. When it's not, I become a bitch and scream at them. It usually works."
"Good for you. I guess it's not easy..."
"Grandpa, you are damn right, but so far I manage."
Suddenly her cell phone rang. I turned my head away, trying not to listen, but I still heard some of her words, "... No Dillon, I'll be busy tomorrow... Yes, Wednesday evening... just dress nicer next time..."
Jeff was feasting on his appetizer. I touched his shoulder, "Son, how does it feel to be a father of a pretty grown-up like Sarah?"
He stopped eating, "Dad, it's not easy. As you said, she is very pretty. In fact, she is too attractive for her good."
