Isis And Min
My name is Andy and I'm a highly successful investment Banker who is semi-retired. I still do some consulting on the side including several Egyptian businessmen.
My wife Michelle and I started visiting Egypt about five years ago and thoroughly enjoy every minute, except when I have my meetings. But I make it up to her in several ways.
When I'm not consulting businessmen I'm consulting her on what she wants to do.
Michelle, you see, is very prim and proper and enjoys the life I've provided for, but some people believe she can be snobbish. Which at times I see, but when it comes time for bed the airs she puts on, come off.
Even though she has a low libido and never pleasures herself, that I know of, she is very attentive to me in bed, and lets me do as I please. I bought her a 20 cm dildo that she never uses herself but allows me to use it on her.
I like to pretend this flesh colored dong is another man. I will often get a good wank while I'm shagging her with it.
The one thing she doesn't do is give me a blow. In 33 years of marriage she has never even licked my cock once let alone put it in her mouth. But that's okay, I enjoy our sex life anyway.
Back to Egypt.
One of her indulgence is a good massage. So, I drop her off at Isis And Min, which I believe is the best in Cairo, when I have a meeting. She has her own masseuse, a lovely older lady named Dalilah.
Dalilah is very adept with her hands, I know because she's massaged me before. She is very erotic and can get me hard without ever touching my cock.
Another feature I love about Isis is the owner provides a viewing room, which for a small tip you can watch. This is where I spend the first part of my business meetings.
My wife comes in and drops her robe, and looks at herself in the mirror before she gets on the table and covers her beautifully trimmed, blonde bush. She doesn't like her body, but I get randy just thinking about it. She then rolls over and rings a bell.
Dalilah walks in with her assortment of oils and makes small talk as she readies her table.
Then after warming her hands, she dribbles a bit of a sandalwood scented oil down her back and starts kneading her like she was getting ready to make bread.
When the back is complete she moves to her feet, up the back of her legs and underneath the towel. My wife loves this and will often let a small moan escape.
Dalilah then removes the towel and massages her arse cheeks and her inner thigh.
Michelle spreads her legs a little wider so she can go further inside. But, Dalilah never touches her quim. By now I'm fully erect at 17 cm and touching myself very gently. She then turns over.
The towel which covered her at one point Is now discarded on the floor. I can see in the mirror her pussy glistening with oil or her juices, I do not know which.
Then the consummate professional that she is, Dalilah, replaces the towel with a new one. She then takes the same oil and applies it down the middle of my wife, between her glorious 36c breast down to the top of the towel, which is just above her pubis.
Dalilah then starts the kneading process all over again, including massaging her breast.
Michelle would never admit it, but I can tell she is aroused. Her areolas are puffy and red,
Dalilah then works down her stomach and massages around her hips and what I guess are her ovaries. The towel moves down just a bit and some of her bush is now showing.
Amon the owner is gracious enough to provide a hand towel in the booth which is getting steadily wetter from my precum.
Dalilah then moves to her feet and works her way up. Michelle tense just a little as her towel is removed and Dalilah works the inner thigh, again never touching my wife, but I can tell the juices are flowing.
All too soon the massage is over and Dalilah leaves the room silently, leaving Michelle shuddering just a little.
As she is wiping the excess oil off, I put my hardon back in my pants and head to my meeting.
This is a ritual that happens about twice a year and probably one of the reasons we like to holiday here.
But, this trip turned out different.
I had an 11 o'clock meeting with my largest investor, the one who basically pays for my trips. So, I drop off Michelle at the usual 9 a.m. and pretend to head for my meeting.
Of course my meeting starts in the viewing room.
As normal I take off my pants and knickers, so as not to stain them, sit down on my chair and get ready for some delightful scenes and sounds.
I often sit in the loo wanking thinking of Dalilah finger banging my wife, man what a load I shoot.
As my wife goes through her premassage ritual, I get my towel ready. She rings the bell and Dalilah comes in. Then I hear her say,
"Mrs. Robson, I must head out for a doctor's appointment. Would it be okay if someone else works with you today?"
My wife, who doesn't like change and is uncomfortable in front of new people replies with an uncertain
