Box Seats at the Kennedy Center
It's your birthday, and I have planned a special evening for you. I have box seats for the symphony at the Kennedy Center, but that's not the special surprise, as you already know about that. It's what will come after that is the surprise. I enter the bathroom as you are just finishing your bath. You are just beginning to freshly shave your pussy when I enter and I ask if I can help. You smile with that twinkle in your eye and I come over and sit on the tub next to you. I take a soft washcloth, wet it with hot water and add lots of soap until it and my hand are covered with a warm soapy mix.
You sit on the far edge of our oversize tub for two and open your legs for me. I start to massage your pussy with the warm, wet, soapy washcloth and I see you start to flush a little. I then take the razor and so very gently shave around your pussy lips right up to that little tuft of hair you leave unshaved on your mound. We are both getting excited by this, but you remind me that we will be late for the theater if we "take our intermission" now, so I rinse you off (still enjoying every second of it) and leave you to dry yourself as you step out of the tub.
I am buttoning the top button on my dress shirt when you come into the bedroom in your short robe. It's open at the front and I can see your beautiful breasts moving as you walk across the room. I also see the slit of your pussy, so soft and smooth from the attention we have both played to it. Any other night, I would throw you on the bed, spread your legs and plunge my now hard dick into you, BUT we have a symphony to go to and your special surprise comes afterwards - not before. Somehow, we manage to keep our hands off each other and we make it to the concert moments before the curtain goes up.
We are in a box with another couple; they are sitting in the two chairs in front of us. They nod hello and we greet them. They are about our age, but they seem very stiff and formal and not very friendly, so we keep the chatting to a minimum. Before we left, I laid out your clothes for you and you look magnificent in your floor length black dress. It's one of those that follows the contours of your body and has a slit up the back of the dress so that you can walk. It's cut at the top so that's its slightly off your lovely shoulders but there is a minimum of cleavage. You look every part the lady that you are, and only I know that underneath you are wearing a sheer red bra that shows off your nipples so nicely and matching sheer red panties. You are also wearing the black-thigh highs that I like so much and your 4-inch heels. Very sexy, but in an elegant understated way. I am wearing my best black suit and red tie that you picked out for me.