As I said, I didn't know what Susan had in mind for my birthday, but I did know that she had scheduled us for a cabin retreat for the weekend. Whatever it was would be great I was sure. We drove up Friday after work. Everything had been packed the night before, except for a couple of things that Susan went out for during our lunch break. It was a pleasant hour and a half drive. By the time we checked in and got our things settled away (there were a couple of bags that Susan wouldn't let me near) we were both ready for a late dinner.
We chose to eat on the restaurant patio, in the main lodge, in a fairly secluded corner. Since my birthday is in the summer the weather was nicely warm, without being stifling. The slight breeze off the water was better than central air. After a couple of drinks each we moved on to the lounge and had a few dances - some slow, some quite lively. Neither one of us is a particularly good dancer, but we managed to not step on each other. We were together, close, and having fun, and that's all that mattered. Every male eye, and many of the female ones, took more than one longing look at Susan's beautiful behind. Michaelangelo couldn't have sculpted a better one. Seeing the others look at her that way didn't make me jealous, but quite happy. I knew that as much as they may have wanted otherwise, they could look, but would never have. It was a gift from Susan to me - her best friend, her one and only anal lover. She was aware of the outside attention too, and directed my hands to her ass just to see the reaction. No objection from me. I massaged it thoroughly. People drooled.
Back at the cabin we put on some soft music, lit a few candles, and just sat together sipping the same drink. It was getting close to midnight when Susan said "Well, the first day of your birthday weekend officially begins in a half hour. Are you ready for it?" A big mischievous grin crossed her face.
"I'm sure I'll love whatever you have in mind" I said kissing her hand. "Or should I be afraid?" I asked in mock fear.
"Oh yeah, be afraid, be very afraid" she laughed. "When I get through with you things will never be the same again." She gave me a kiss on the cheek, then winked. "I'm going to take a nice hot bath. Then let the games begin!" She jumped off the sofa and headed for the bathroom, but not before I was able to place a well aimed loving slap on her gorgeous behind. I sat there waiting, nursing the rest of my rum and coke, wondering what the weekend would hold...
When Susan came out of the bathroom she was still drying her hair. "Your turn" she said. "Don't be long. We have a long night ahead of us..."
"Yes ma'am. Your wish is my command" I replied as I headed for the bathroom for my shower. A long night? Just what did she have in mind?
"And don't you forget it." I heard as I closed the bathroom door.
After washing everything kissably clean, as I always did, I returned to the main room. Susan was nowhere to be seen. The lights were low and there was a gentle scent of roses in the air. She was burning this expensive rose scented incense that she liked so much. I poured another rum and coke, a large one since I expected to be sharing it.
"In here" she said from the bedroom. I followed her voice. She was stretched out on the bed, only half covered by the sheet. She was so beautiful in the dim light that I found it a little hard to breathe. I'm still not sure where she got all the different cushions that were all around her. "Come, lie beside me."
I went over to the bed and handed her the drink. Before I was able to lie down she asked me to remove my robe. "Shouldn't the birthday boy be in his birthday suit?" I slipped it off and got under the cover with her. She passed me back the drink. I turned it to the side she had just drunk from to take a sip.
"There, that's better" she said reaching for the drink in my hand. "Tell me, how did you ever get to be such a lover of the female derriere? I'm glad you are, but just wondering how."
I took another sip of our drink. Damn it tasted so good. "Well, like all men - and as I've learned, most women - I have a natural interest in the feminine behind. From my experience it would seem that maybe I have more than most. There were two main experiences actually. The first time I really had a consciousness of it was when I was eight."
"Eight? What kind of a childhood did you have?" She asked laughing.
"Nothing sordid. It wasn't a sexual thing, at least not on any conscious level. I don't think eight year olds can have true sexual awareness anyway - or maybe I was slow... I was living in this small town in northern Ontario with a friend of the family. My parents were going through a rocky time and I went to live with him for a few months. Kind old guy. Gentle. Always patient, never raised his voice to anyone."
I took some more of the drink. "Well, one day a couple of the girls from my class - grade three it was - came over to play. It was winter and pretty cold out so we played inside. One of the games was rolling across this cot he had. It was a single cot, with a soft mattress and covered with one of the thickest down comforters you've ever seen. It was like a cloud. We would take turns tumbling from one side to the other. At one point, while I was waiting for my turn I found myself looking down at the bum of the girl in front of me. It just looked so sweet and cute. On impulse, when it was her turn to roll, I put out my hands and gave her a half slap, half push on her behind to give her a little more momentum. The feel of her bottom on my hands was like nothing I had ever felt. I didn't know what it was, but it was a beautiful sensation that sent a small jolt through me. When the other girl saw this, well, lets just say they both wanted me to help them along in the same way. They even started to playfully push each other out of the way to be in front of me. At one point they started to give me the same kind of push. Their little hands on my behind felt really good. Basically just some good clean fun."
Another sip of the rum. "Well I guess we were enjoying ourselves a little too much because the man I was staying with - for the life of me I can't remember his name - called me aside and gently explained that we should stop touching each others bums, that some people might not understand. That put the brakes on our play in a real hurry. The girls left shortly after. Wasn't until a few years later that I got where he was coming from. It never happened again while I was there. Something was awakened in me that day though. It never died, just went dormant. You are the only one who has awakened it in me and made me feel like that eight year old boy again."
"What do you mean?" She reached for the drink.
"The innocence. The plain unadulterated acceptance that bums can be fun. No hangups, no stigma, nothing dirty - just plain fun. That our butts can be used to give and receive love and joy. No games, no bullshit. Just plain love and fun."
Susan leaned forward and gave me a loving kiss on the cheek. "You're so sweet" she said. "Thanks to you and that girl who introduced me to analingus that's how I've come to see it as well. While I enjoy normal sex, I've come to appreciate the way you love me through my ass and if it were to be gone I would feel something precious was missing from my life. I hope you will continue to love me that way."
"Are you kidding - try and get rid of me. Your ass is mine girlfriend."
She laughed again. "As long as you want it. What was the second thing?"
"In a minute. I'm going to top up this drink. Get you anything?" I asked as I left the room forgetting I was still in my birthday suit.
"No, just get your sweet butt back here as soon as you can. Otherwise the rum and coke are fine. Actually tastes extra good tonight."
"Sweet butt, eh? If that's the effect the Captain has on you I'm getting a case next week." I got back as quick as I could.
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