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The guys and I get off the boat and after much backslapping and arguing over who caught the biggest fish today and we all head off in our own directions. I jump on my custom Harley and head out of the marina and on my way to The Hideaway. Glancing down at my watch and noting the time to be almost 5pm, reminding myself Tess was going to meet me at 8pm for dinner.
Thinking of my luscious wife, I wonder what she has planned for tonight. I know her so well and for all her secret surprises she couldn’t keep the gleam out of her eyes, whatever it is it will be perfect and fitting for a man that is turning 40.
Nearly an hour later I pull up to the club, walk in and head over to the bar where Steve is. Steve has been the manager and my right-hand man since we first opened almost 15 years ago. We had gone through all the struggles together to turn The Hideaway into the hottest nightspot in Key West.
Steve looks up from a purchase order he is going over and grins at me, “Hey old man, how was the fishing? Did you catch us dinner?”
“Yeah and I threw it back knowing Tess would kill me if I changed her planned menu. So is there anything I should know before I head up to take a shower and get ready… like what Tess is planning for tonight.”
“Ha-ha what do you take me for… a fool. Get up there and get ready for your wife. Everything is fine and will be the rest of the night so don’t even think about this place.” Steve pointed to the stairs and smiling at him I headed up to jump in the shower.
My office is huge and perfect for someone like me that spends so much time here. The main office is all done in rich teak furniture. It has a definite Key West feel to it. The massive desk is the most dominate feature to the room along with several chairs and a sofa. Bookshelves with books and other various mementos that customers and special friends have given me over the years fill the shelves.
Entering the office, I go to the left side and enter the door that is there, which leads into the fully furnished bedroom. There have been many nights that I have just stayed over at the club instead of making the drive home. Tess forbids me to drive if I have had anything to drink so I often crash here until morning. Walking into the large full-size bathroom I turn on the shower and strip out of my clothes. Stepping in I wash and shave, making sure to do a good job anticipating that Tess will want to come back here and give me some sweet loving after dinner and whatever else she has planned. I turn off the shower as I hear my private phone ringing. Wrapping a towel around my waist I hurry to the side of the bed and pick up the receiver.
“Hello,” a huge smile breaking out on my face, “Sal!”
“Hi babe.” She coos at me.
“How is the photo shoot going?” I listen as she tells me it’s going good but that she had been so busy she just hasn’t had anytime to call. “No problem Sweetie. I was just missing you is all. Chatting with you is the bright spot of my day.”
“I just wanted to make sure I wished you a happy birthday baby. I just wish I was home to give you a real present.”
Teasing Sal, I tell her how she is right here on my bed giving me a present now. I proceed to tell her how she has caught me in just a towel fresh from the shower and she groans that I am mean. The call ends too soon with her saying she has to get back to work. I hang up the receiver and glance down at the tent that is now in my towel.
Reaching down to rub my hard on and thinking of the last time I had seen Sal on cam and how beautiful she had looked. My cock is getting harder and I wish I could just lay here and masturbate but looking at the clock tells me that isn’t going to happen. Tess would skin me if I am not ready when she gets here I think chuckling.
Going back into the bathroom I finish up with my grooming and then head to the closet. Pulling out the dark, grey Ralph Lauren suit and the crisp white Polo shirt I skip the tie since Tess prefers the top button open and always says how sexy it is to picture herself unbuttoning it and slipping her hand inside to stroke my bear chest. I slip on my shoes and take a final look in the mirror deciding I look good. Tan, healthy and like a man about to have a great night.
Moving to my desk I decide to catch up on some paperwork and await my lovely wife.
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