Wally sat on the edge of the black tub and opened the brown paper sack that held his birthday gift. He reached into the bag and removed a small, dark blue cardboard box labeled Oatmeal Bath Essence and set it down on the edge of the tub.

The large porcelain tub stood in the center of the ornate bathroom. Hot water rushed from the gold faucet filling the porcelain tub as billows of steam swirled around the room.

Wally closed his eyes and imagined slipping his tired body into the luxurious warm water. He imagined little flecks of oatmeal floating across the top of the water lending to it a softness while the jets from the whirlpool sent forth relaxing bubbles.

Wally let out a slow deep breath, opened his eyes, and picked up the box of bath essence. He lifted the top of the box and pulled out three small paper packets.

“It doesn't look like there's much in these things. I better dump all of them in.”

He tore the tops off all the packets and poured their contents into the rushing water. Immediately the scents of cinnamon, vanilla and hazelnut wafted up from the tub.

One by one, Wally studied each of the little bags. The first one was a rust colored packet with only the word cinnamon printed on it. The second was bright yellow with the word sunshine on the front and the third a dark brown packet with the word hazel printed in white letters.

Wally shrugged his shoulders and stuffed the empty packets and box back into the brown paper bag. He shut off the water, crunched up the bag and headed into the bedroom. After he set the bag on the dresser, he started to remove his shirt.

“Would you like some help?”

Wally turned with a start at the sound of the sensual female voice that came from behind him. There in the doorway, between bedroom and bath, stood a beautiful and voluptuous woman with eyes the color of emeralds. Her long, thick auburn hair flowed over one shoulder and curled erotically around one perfect nipple.

He stared at her with his mouth agape. “Damn,” he breathed.

Her lovely mouth curved into a smile and a look of seduction sparkled bright in her eyes. “My name is Cinnamon,” she said, her voice as smooth and creamy as her skin.

Wally's gaze slid down the valley between her breasts, followed the curve of her waist and moved along the flair of her hip before it settled on the neatly trimmed landing strip of dark curls between her thighs.

Cinnamon sashayed seductively over to him and started to undo his belt before her long fingers deftly unfastened his jeans. “We're all waiting for you. If you don't hurry the water will get cold.”

“Who's waiting and where?”

She gave Wally another heated smile and crouched before him while she slid his jeans down past his waist. “Sunshine and Hazel, silly. Who else?”

Wally peered through the haze that engulfed the bathroom. There was movement in the steam but he couldn't make out who, or what, it was. He looked down at Cinnamon, his curiosity getting the better of him. “Where did you come from?”

“From the bathroom.”

Wally held his breath while her gaze feasted on his hard, erect cock that bobbed a few millimeters away from her face. Cinnamon licked her sensuous lips before sliding her tongue up from the base of his cock. He sucked in a deep breath and closed his eyes at the titillating feel of her wet tongue moving over him. When she reached the tip, she kissed the underside of the head sending molten pleasure burning through his veins as a vision came to his mind of those sensuous lips wrapped around his long cock, her head bobbing up and down.

“You're not going to keep him all to yourself now, Cinnamon, are you?”

At the warm, unfamiliar voice, Wally opened his eyes to find another equally captivating woman emerging from the steam and walking toward him. She stopped a few feet away and smiled shyly at him, but her blue eyes betrayed a seductive shine.

Cinnamon rose to her feet, pressed her warm naked body against Wally's and turned her head to look over her shoulder. “No, Sunshine. I'm more than happy to share.”

Wally's gaze roamed over the other woman. “Sunshine?”

She looked like an angel with soft blonde hair that streamed down her back, skin that was kissed with a light golden tan, and large breasts. Wally imagined her graceful hands holding her tits together while he stood over her and thrust his dick between them, the head peeking out the top with every forward thrust and eventually covering the golden mounds with his come.

Sunshine stepped closer, took hold of his hand and placed it over one of her large breasts. With her hand over his, she guided it over and around her erect nipple before giving the breast a gentle squeeze.

“Hazel is waiting for us.” She smiled and turned to head back into the bathroom.

Cinnamon followed close behind her and Wally's cock jerked at the two smooth, round asses that paraded in front of him. He no longer cared where these women came from. He only hoped that whoever this Hazel was, she was as delicious as her two companions.

It was hard to see through all the steam once Wally entered the bathroom, but Cinnamon and Sunshine were soon at his side and guided him into the tub. He took his time to sink into the warm scented water and once he was fully emerged, his muscles began to relax, but his cock remained hard as he gazed between the two luscious women that sat on the edge of the tub on either side of him.

As Wally contemplated whose thighs he would dive between first, Sunshine playfully ran one foot over his swollen cock. He smiled and placed his hand over her foot to press it more firmly against him making the pleasurable sensations more intense.

Cinnamon giggled and ran one hand through his thick gray hair. “I think Wally likes the way you stroke his cock, Sunshine. You know, Wally,” she teased, running a finger down his cheek. “Your goatee looks like it would make a great seat cushion. I just might have to sit on your face.”

“Be my guest.” Wally smiled. He leaned his head back, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, then wiggled it up and down. He chuckled and lifted his head, his eyes locking on the movement near the foot of the tub.

Wally sat up straight, his jaw once again dropping open at the alluring woman that emerged from the mist. This had to be Hazel. At least, he hoped she was.

Her beauty was bewitching. Her olive skin was flawless and her dark hair cascaded down around her shoulders emphasizing the perfect contours of her large beautiful breasts. Wally held his breath as she stepped into the water and stood above him, her feet straddling his hips.

As if in slow motion, she lowered herself into the water. His gaze drank in every inch of her skin. Her perfect shaven pussy came within inches of his face and he inhaled deeply of her sweet scent. Then the lips of her pussy hovered just above the water, opening slightly the closer they came it. Wally imagined water dripping like honey from her pussy, dripping onto his waiting tongue below.

Eventually, the lips touched the surface of the water and sent forth small ripples across its surface before they submerged completely and disappeared beneath the surface.

Hazel sat in his lap and ran her hands over his shoulders to his neck where her fingers buried themselves in his thick hair. Her dark eyes met his and sparkled bright with wicked lust.

“Hello, Wally.” Her soft and erotic voice sending tingles over his skin.

“Hello,” he managed to say right before her lips met his.

Her tongue plunged into his mouth, taking control and exploring every nuance. His tongue met and flirted with hers while his hands moved up her silken thighs to her waist. They reached around and gripped the tender flesh of her ass.

Hazel moaned her pleasure into his mouth and deepened the kiss while one hand glided down his chest, and wrapped around his cock. Without breaking their kiss, she held his cock steady and impaled herself on its length.

Wally shuddered at the deluge of pleasure that washed over him. He leaned his head back, breaking their kiss, and let out a loud groan, reveling at the feel of being deep inside her welcoming pussy.

Hazel threw her head back and dug her fingers into his shoulders as she rode him up and down, causing the water to slosh against the sides of the tub.

Sunshine leaned towards Hazel and their lips met in a fiery kiss while Cinnamon licked and teased one of Hazel's tawny nipples. Wally didn't think it possible for his cock to get any harder, but watching Cinnamon take the erect nipple between her teeth and give it a little tug, did just that.

Wally closed his eyes. He didn't know what these ladies had in store, but he was ready to watch, participate and direct in any way they wanted.

“Wally?” Hazel smiled at him as she rode his cock, Cinnamon still at her breast and Sunshine kissing her shoulder.

Hazel opened her mouth and a mixture of voices yelling, “Surprise!” shattered his dream.

Wally's eyes shot open at the loud voices that surrounded him. He blinked at the familiar setting of his apartment. Gone were the three lovely ladies, the ornate bath, the smell of vanilla. Instead, the happy faces of friends wearing party hats, the smell of candles, and a large sheet cake were around him.

“Did you fall asleep, Wally?” someone in the crowd asked.

“I might've,” Wally said as he sat up and perched on the edge of his chair.

Another person handed him a brown paper bag. “Don't forget your birthday gift.”

Wally accepted the bag and opened it. Could it be the bath essence he dreamed about? He reached inside and pulled out a box.

“A box of Quaker Oatmeal. Who's the smartass?” Wally shook his head and set the box on the coffee table in front of him.

The whole crowd chimed together, “Happy birthday, Wally!”