Cheryl could not tell where she was. Her husband, David had stopped by her office about an hour ago unexpectedly and told her to come with him for a surprise. She was surprised, but even more so when her boss told her to go and that David had already gotten her the day off in advance. Now here she was blindfolded with a scarf, soft blues playing around her, being driven who knows where for who knows what. What surprised Cheryl the most was that David was not in the least a spontaneous guy. He was a sweet loving husband but doing fun things out of the blue was not really his style. He had also not really taken her anywhere in a long, long time. So she sat content to enjoy something unexpected.

The car came to a stop and she heard David get out. Cheryl heard him speaking to someone and then felt her door being opened. “Its time to get out Cheryl”, David said, as his words seemed to drift on happiness.

“Where are we”, Cheryl asked.

“You will know soon enough” David replied, “just keep your scarf on a while longer”.

She was led forward and she could hear lots of cars so she correctly assumed she was in the city. David had her hand and walked along side of her. They walked inside and she heard her heals clicking on tile. He guided her hand this way and that until he pulled her to a stop and she felt the floor move and knew they were in an elevator. She heard the elevator ding and David led her forward onto a carpeted floor.

“You need to take your shows of sweets”, he whispered to her.

How unusual she thought, but did as was requested. She heard someone come up to them, it was a woman and she spoke to David. The woman had a very oriental accent and this intrigued Cheryl all the more.

“I want to you to go with this woman for a little while Cheryl. I would like you to trust me and she will take you somewhere to get out of your clothes and put on something I’ve brought you” he explained. “But I would like you not to remove the scarf even for a second, all right”.

“Okay, I guess”, she replied, after all she really had nothing to lose.

The woman took Cheryl’s hand and led her to the left. She was led to a room and heard a door slide behind her. The woman handed her a stack of silken feeling clothes and then left the room. The urge for her to now lift the scarf was very strong but she held back not wanting to ruin the fantastic planning that her husband had obviously went through. She pulled her dress over her head and felt around, found a bench and started to remove her hose. Just as she finished removing her hose she had a bad thought as she did not wear panties with her hose, she would now not be wearing any. Perhaps this would prove to be something of an advantage later. She felt for the clothes next to her and all there seemed to be was a soft silky robe. It was very short but felt wonderful on her shoulders. She stood up and tied the silken rope around her waist just as the door opened and she felt a small hand take hers.

Cheryl was led down a carpeted walk way and stopped in front of another door. She heard it open and her husband said “Come in”.

She walked in and heard the door close behind her. He walked over to her and said, “You look absolutely stunning in your robe, its almost going to be a shame I have to take it off”

His words made her flutter; she felt her face break into a blush as the corners of her mouth took on a big smile.

“You can take your scarf off now” David said, “I want you to get a look around”.

She slowly untied her scarf and let it drop. She had her eyes closed expecting to have to adjust them to a brighter light. She opened her eyes gently and saw the room was dimly lit. The room was about 4 meters wide by 8 meter deep and was walled in off white tiles surrounded by a dark wood. In the center of the room was a small pool or large bathtub how ever you wanted to look at it. Steam was rising from its surface and her husband was standing at the edge of it wearing nothing but a red silk robe. He was smiling at her and she looked down at herself to see what she was wearing. She had on green robe that just went to her mid-thigh and it was a shimmering color she loved.

“Oh David, what is all this”, she asked him.

“This is your present for just being you”, he replied, “Now come in the tub with me and I would like to begin this weekend by giving you the best bath you’ve ever had”.

More to come….

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