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.
***
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.
***
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."
