As soon as I hear my wife stepping into the tub, I start setting up the massage table. Last year, she had her first professional massage, and she loved it so much that we invested in a proper setup for the house. A table, sheets and a pad; oil and a dispenser; and a weighted blanket. Everything we could think of to have the perfect massage at home, with me as the masseur.
It is the last day of our three-day, kid-free staycation. After this massage, they would be coming back. On this final day, we slept in late and had no plans except for her to take a bath, and then for me to give her a massage. The previous days had been packed with dates and activities, and while that is very fun, we were so busy that we didn't find any time for sex. I am pent up, horny, and determined to do something sexual with my wife before the kids come home.
I place the pad and the fitted sheet over the table, and on the headrest. Everything else is in the room ready to go. I walk back to my bedroom to change into my gray sweats, something I bought recently to amuse my wife. Walking down the hallway I pass the cracked bathroom door and glance inside.
Lit by a single candle, my wife is barely visible under the cloud of bubbles. It is perfectly still. She has her earbuds in, and her eyes closed. I was hoping for a good view of her body, but all I can see is her head and the tops of her shoulders. I move on to my closet and strip naked, then put on just the pants. I also grab my surprise for her from behind my pile of socks, and a toy from the bedside drawer. I don't bother peeking in on the way back down the hall. I'll be seeing every bit of her body soon enough.
Usually, the massages are a gift to my wife, an act of service from me to her. She loves massages and often has sore muscles. I am happy to do it for her anytime she wants. I try to keep it professional and not sexual.
Today will be different. She doesn't know it yet, but this massage will also be her gift to me, as my biggest turn on is watching her come, and she is going to do it on full display, on the massage table.
I hear her drain the bathtub. I start some spa music, close the blinds, and sit down on the couch to wait. My surprises are hidden under the pillow beside me. A few minutes later, she comes in wearing just a towel. She has her long, wavy hair tied way up and out of the way. She stands by the table.
"Here for your appointment, ma'am?" I ask her.
"Yes, sir. I wouldn't miss it," she answers with a smile. "Nice outfit," she adds, with a glance at my pants.
I lift the sheet high in front of me as a screen. I hear her towel crumple on the floor. She gets on the bed face down, and I lower the sheet, covering her entire body. I then place the weighted blanket over that. We start this way every time since she enjoys the weight of the blanket so much. I clip on my belt with the oil bottle and move to the top of the table.
I start the massage by working the back of her neck with unoiled fingers. Wouldn't want to get oil in her hair.
"How was your bath, baby?"
"Relaxing...warm...wet...soapy...." It is a bit hard to hear her since she is facing the floor.
After another minute of neck squeezes, I drop down so my head is even with hers. It is time to put my plan in action. I whisper in her ear:
"I want to do things differently today. I want to touch you everywhere. Before you get off this table, I want both of us to come. Does that work for you?"
After a short pause, she replies "Yes, please."
"That's a good girl."
I stand back up and fold the sheet and blanket down, so just the very top of her ass is exposed. I oil up my hands and start on her back with long motions. Every time she exhales, there is a relaxed sigh. We always spend a good amount of time on her back, and even though I want to get to the fun, I did promise her a full massage.
After I have worked on her back from every angle, I rub from her shoulders down to her arms, ending each side with a thorough hand and finger massage. After both are done. I step back and dry my hands on a towel. I slide my pants down and set them under the table, so she would see them if she opened her eyes. I unclipped the belt and hooked it on the table. I suspect she knows I am standing naked next to her, but she has no reaction.
Normally I would ask her if she wants me to work her glutes, and if so I would pull the blanket down just far enough to do it. But not today. I lift the blanket and sheet up and away, off the table. She lays face down, completely uncovered. I admire her thick, round ass and thighs, and moan involuntarily. She hears me and wiggles her hips, making her relaxed cheeks jiggle back and forth. Teasing me with her magnificent ass is a specialty of hers. My cock responds and starts to rise.
I squirt too much oil into my palms and rub her ass all over. I lean over and knead her ass, pushing my palms from her hips down and across her glutes. Usually when we do this, I make a polite effort to not spread her ass, but today I want to see it all. On each stroke, I massage hard down, then pull her ass cheeks on the way back, exposing her to me and my hungry eyes.
My cock gets rock hard as observe her glorious body. It touches her hand as I lean over, and she gently teases me with her fingertips, raking her fingernails along the underside. I'm sure she knows I'm loving the view. Before I move on from her glutes, I slide an oily hand between her legs.
I circle my fingertips around her opening. Her clit is out of reach between her thighs, but I play a bit at her entrance. She grinds into the table and grips my cock. After a minute, I slide back up, pushing the very tip of my finger into her ass for just a moment, causing her to squeeze my cock hard, then I move my hand away.
"We'll explore that more later," I tell her. She moans in anticipation.
I step away from her hand and start working on her hamstring. The massage is back to normal, except for the full view of her ass and pussy. I spread her legs a few inches for a better view, and resume long strokes up and down her legs. I work her calves and feet, and move to the other leg. I slide up the table to her ass for one more big squeeze, just for me.
"Flip over," I tell her.
She rolls over. She opens her eyes and adjusts to the light. Her breasts rise and fall with her deep, relaxed breath. She smiles when she sees me studying her.
"Hi baby. Doing good so far?" I ask.
"I'm doing pretty great. Have you been enjoying the view?"
"You know I have. Close your eyes and relax."
The massage of her front goes more quickly. I start on her shins and quads. Her legs are nearly closed but I can still enjoy the view of her bush and the tops of her pussy lips.
