I was in the same boat once. I had gone out with a guy on a first date the week before my birthday. It went really well. We didn't have sex, but we did have a long passionate kiss at the end of the night when we said goodbye. I knew a 2nd date was imminent.
The next week was my birthday, but it fell on a Thursday night and all my friends had planned to take me out on Saturday night to celebrate instead. So the night of my birthday I really had no plans. So the guy asked me what I was doing for my birthday and I said nothing. He couldn't believe it, so he asked if he could come over and "pamper me" for my birthday that night. Being someone who loves to be pampered, I said sure. My birthday night came and I was ready to be pampered because I had a hell of a crazy day at work, and I really wanted to just kick back and relax. Anyway, he showed up around 8pm with this bag in hand, wrapped in a yellow ribbon with a little card that simply said "I'm here to make sure you have a Happy Pampered Birthday night". I was already loving this because the card was sweet without being mushy. I opened the bag and pulled out a bottle of red wine, a bottle of massage oil, 2 scented candles, and a CD with some sort of new age music on it. He proceeded to tell me that, if it was okay with me, he was going to give me a massage that I would never forget. But from the get-go, he said that the massage was not going to include sex or even a happy ending, so that I could relax and know that he was not here to seduce me via a massage. I was still not convinced that he didn't have ulterior motives and, admittedly, was kind of hoping he did, but I went with it anyway because he was so damn cute and sweet about it. He told me to go into my room and wear whatever I felt comfortable in and get on the bed face down. He suggested a towel or just underwear, assuring me that he promised he wouldn't cross any lines. I was thinking to myself, "Dammit, he's not going to cross any lines", but I went with it. I went into my room while he heated up the massage oil in the microwave, then proceeded to light the candles on my nightstands, poured us each a glass of wine, and put on the CD of this really soft soothing new age music. What followed was the most amazing massage I have had in my entire life. It included feet massage, hand massage, scalp massage, neck, back, legs, shoulders, chest. Let me tell you, I have never wanted anyone to "cross a line" so bad in my entire life. It was all I could do to keep from popping a raging hardon during the chest and ab section, but I kept it in check. He was a perfect gentleman, seemingly only interested in giving me that "massage I will never forget". When it was over, we sat and talked and finished the bottle of wine. By then it was around 10:30 and it was getting late as we both had to work the next day, and he said he had to get going. We ended the night with a birthday kiss unlike any I have ever had before, or any I have had since. Then he left. I remember thinking as I closed the door behind him that that was probably the best birthday present ever. It didn't cost him a lot of money, but it required a little thought and creativity. Those are always the best gifts anyway. I remember thinking at the time "Damn, I can't wait until date #3 cuz I want more than just a kiss next time". Then I realized just how clever that boy was. He knew exactly what he was doing. He left me wanting more.