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I surprise her with a another man coming in and giving her a massage. *** My wife, Sophie and I are in our mid 40's and enjoy an orccasional get away now and then. We're both very busy professionals and rarely have time to enjoy each others company during the Monday through Friday work week. I stop at a spa and receive a Swedish full-body massage every few months. My wife just hadn't opted to receive a massage over the years that I've been getting them, but didn't mind that I received them. I kept asking her why, and she said that she'd rather that I be in a room if she got one, and that if I were there that might be a bit different. Later that night, when we were laying in bed, the thought of having a man's hands all over her, while she was in the nude, while I watched started to get me quite excited. We had the lights off, and I turned over in bed, (We both sleep in the nude), and I started asking her the following: "So, which would you rather have if you had a massage... a man or a woman?" She stated that she'd probably want a man to do the massage. I asked her if she'd be shy laying in the nude, with no covers on. She stated that she didn't mind that, cause it was like being on a beach and untying your top for a tan. I asked her if she'd want this man to massage her "All over." She said, "Not all over, but, maybe if he was really good." By now, I was fully erect, and I scooted over to her and pushed my erection against her. She moaned lightly and turned her head in my direction and gave me a deep, sensual full kiss. She then reached down and started stroking my cock. As she was stroking it she said: "So, does the idea of a man giving me a massage excite you?" Now, I was really hard, and she noticed it again and gave out another soft moan. Now, I slowly pulled the covers back and put my bare leg over her thighs, against the mound of her pussy. I put one hand over her right breastt, and with my left hand I reached to the head board of the bed and grabbed the lotion. I squeezed some on her left breast, then I started rubbing it on both breasts. She started to really pump my cock, and then she rubbed her hand over her breasts for lotion for her hand, then she started rubbing my balls and stroking my cock -- alternating between them. I turned on the low reading light at the head of the bed, and there I saw two perky breasts who's nipples were pointing straight at the ceiling. With her spare hand, my wife was rubbing her clit with a lot of speed and vigor. She looked at me and smiled, but kept doing what she was doing. I went up on my knees, next to her side, and leaned into her for a full kiss. I then layed on top of her, slowly spreading her legs with my knee. She was moaning with anticipation. I then glided into her lotioned pussy and she moaned again, "So, Mister is this how you give a massage?" This put me over the edge, and I started ramming my 10" into her, with my balls slapping against her Italian ass with gusto. She came just before I did, and then she milked me for all she was worth. After we lay there for a few minutes exhausted, I turned to her again and asked her if she'd like to go to a hotel about 50 miles from the town we lived in. I told her I could search the internet and find a male to come to the hotel and give her a massage. She cooed and said: "I only want a massage, and nothing funny." "I want you in the room to watch over it." I set up the massage, and before I knew it the weekend was here and we were in our hotel room. We arrived to the fancy hotel 4 hours before her massage was to begin. What my wife didn't know was that I got the massage therapist's telephone number off the internet and had talked to him for about 20 minutes describing my wife in detail and telling him how he could seduce her with the massage. I told him that I would also want a massage when he was done with her. He agreed and said he'd meet me at the hotel's lobby. He told me what kind of hat he'd be wearing, and I told him what kind of jacket I'd have on, so we could recognize each other. My wife and I put our swim suits on, went to the hotel's pool and found out we were one of the only ones using it. There was only 2 other couples there... one couple looked to be in their 50's, and the other in their early 30's. My wife and I went to the hot tub. With our 3rd stiff drink in our hands, we entered the hot tub. My wife was getting a bit tipsy, and was giggling. She had on her "HOT" swimsuit. It was a bikini that had a thong bottom, with a mini top that barely covered her nipples. She was getting quite the stares from both the other men. After we were in the hot tub for about 5 minutes, the other 2 men and their wives joined us. The 3 of us couples all talked, and surprisingly, we were all joking around just 10 minutes into meeting one another. The couple in their 30's said they were on a romantic weekend and that they hoped the hotel rooms were fairly sound proof. The couple in their 50's said that they were on a trip, just stopping at the hotel for the night. They said that they did more love making now, than they did when they were in their 30's. My wife Sofie and I said that we liked coming to a hotel about once a month to have a romantic get away, and that my wife was going to have her first "Nude" massage in about 3 hours in our hotel room. The other couples relayed their massage experiences and said they wanted to hear all about the massage in the morning, and that they'd be in the hot tub about 10 a.m. the next morning. We agreed to share Sofie's experience from the evening, and then we asked them if they had fantasies that they'd been sharing as a couple throughout their married lives too. We all shared a variety of fantasies, and during the time we talked, we shared a bottle of home made wine that Don had brought (Older gentleman in his 50's). We swam, took sauna's, and hot tubbed over the next few hours and we all became quite good friends. At one time in that short 3 hour period, my wife was in the hot tub alone with Don and Sam (Guy in his 30's) and I was in the sauna, watching her from the darkened sauna, through the glass door (She didn't know I could see her) and the 2 ladies, Sally (In her 50's) and Gail (In her 30's) were in the pool engrossed in conversation. My wife was sitting between Don and Sam. Her suit had slid slightly to the left (her top) and one of her nipples was fully exposed. She either didn't know it or she didn't care, but the guys looked heavily enthralled with talking to her and viewing the merchandise. Finally, with a hard-on, I got up in the sauna, and walked over to the hot tub, Sofie looked up (surprised) and gave me a seductive smile. She slowly moved her top over her nipple, and her smiling eyes never left mine. Then, with her nipple covered, her eyes went down to my crotch, saw my hard-on, and then she licked her lips, looked back at my eyes and smiled. She then stood up, and bent over to Don and gave him a kiss on his cheek, while at the same time exposing her thong back to Sam. She bent over to Sam, exposing her ass to Don, and gave Sam a kiss that landed 1/2 on his lips and 1/2 on his cheek. She said; "Well gentlemen, you certainly have me relaxed for my massage -- if my masseuse is half as good looking and nice as either of you, I'll be lucky. (I knew the booze was definitely taking place and now I was so hard my cock hurt.) We walked over to the pool and said to the ladies that we'd see them in the morning. They wished Sofie good luck and told her to behave. We got to the room, and had 20 minutes before the massage. I quickly got dressed, and Sofie went into the shower and said she'd put her slinky, see-through robe on, and that she'd be ready when the masseuse got there. I smiled, gave her a kiss, and then I lead her over to the bed, she got on all 4's, and I dropped my pants. I spread her legs, and then slowly entered her from beind. I started slamming my 10" cock into her cunt. She screamed and I grunted for a good 3 minutes, and then I quickly pulled out, pulled up my pants, and said: "Be ready for your massage for when I come back with your Male Massager. She begged me to keep fucking her, but I said that the room had a nice odor now, and that she was now in the right mood for a man to rub his hands all over her body. I went to the lobby. Sure enough, right on time was her masseuse. He had on a NY baseball cap, and I was wearing the black jacket that I'd told him I would. I said: "Ted?" "Yes. You must be Bob." We shook hands, and I told him all the details of what had happened that evening and said that I didn't want him fucking my wife, and that this was her first nude massage. I told him to have fun massaging her. I also told him that I still wanted her to lay nude on top of his sheet and not to cover her up at all. We went to the room, Ted set up his massage table, and then he went into the bathroom. When he stepped into the bathroom, I quickly stepped over to my unsuspecting wife (she thought it'd be a normal massage) and said; "Well, what do you think?" She sighed, opened her robe and jumped on me. She gave me a long kiss and said; "He's a hunk - and I will obey." She then quickly composed herself, closed her robe, and sat in a chair by the massage table waiting for Bob to emerge from the bathroom. Bob came out in a slinky pair of underwear, with a small apron in front of that which held his massage oils. He was in great shape. He had a great tan, he had muscles, and was good looking. He walked over to my wife and said; "Well, Sofie shall we have that massage?" My wife giggled, (1/2 drunk), and Bob looked over at me, and I was in my boxers, watching intently. Bob walked her over to the table, he said he'd hang her robe up for her, and she stepped forward, letting it fall from her shoulders, exposing her beautiful Italian body. Bob hung her robe carefully over the chair and asked my wife to turn around and face him. She giggled and did so. From my vantage point sitting on the bed with a stiff hard-on, I watched with keen interest. Facing each other, he put his hands on her shoulders, and then ran his fingers along the outside of her arms as he was keeping his eyes fixed on hers. Then, he ran his fingers back up her arms, keeping them on her shoulders and rubbing her shoulders from the front very gently. She closed her eyes, and I could see that her breasts were very tight and her nipples were longer than I'd ever remembered seeing them, very stiff. Bob then moved his hands from her shoulders, down lightly, with the backs of his fingers going over her breasts, slowly and methodically, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on my wife's eyes. Then, he put his hands on the front of her hips, and he put his naked upper torso up closer to her, and then he reached around her, placing his hands on her cheeks of her ass, and put his chest against her breasts. I thought my wife would pass out. She gasped, and then he looked over at me....and that was my cue to hit the play button on his tape player. I hit play, and then he started to slowly sway with my wife, like a waltz. He then started rubbing her ass, while they were dancing, and then moved his hands up her back, and back down to her ass. They did this for a full slow song, and then he stepped back, lightly kissed my wife on the lips and said; "Let's get you on the table for your full body massage." My wife turned, and her eyes were glazy. She looked over at me, and I gave her a thumbs up. I looked at Bob and winked at him. My wife started her massage face up. Bob started by massaging her breasts. He stood so I could easily see. There was enough light from the low lamp that I could easily see my wife's full body. Bob massaged her breasts for a good 10 minutes. He rubbed her nipples, cupped her breasts, put lotion on his own chest and half layed across the table while moving across her side to side and massaging her chest to breast. I could definitely hear Bob whispering sweet nothings to her, and could hear her moaning. Bob kept this up, and then he went down to the pussy hairs and started rubbing on their outside. He was using his whole arm up and down her thighs and was alternating from the her thighs to her breasts in his massage. Finally, he was standing at her feet, and he spread her legs as wide as the table. He put a pillow under her knees, and then he commenced to rub the inside of her thighs, and moving up to her glistening clit. He was inserting 1, then 2, then 3 fingers into her pussy on his upward movements of the massage, slowly bringing my wife to a total of 3 orgasms. Needless to say... I got a massage after she had hers -- but she helped Bob give me that massage. Also, the next morning we shared with the other couples about our wonderful night. More on my next story.