It was in the nineteen eighties when this story took place. Before the time of the internet and powerful computers. The commodore sixty-four was the top-of-the-line computer you could get. The front porch on our house needed to be rebuilt and a roof put over it.
My wife Becky didn't work at the time because the kids were small. She bugged me constantly about the porch as I am a carpenter. I told her how much it would cost, told her to find a job to buy half the materials and I will construct it.
In the eighties there was no craigslist, but there was a weekly paper with want ads for the area. My wife to my surprise showed me an ad for a female to have students who are in class to train as masseuses' practice to give a massage'.
"You know that you will have to be nude for a massage' right!" I asked her.
"Yes, I know that, but they pay twenty-five dollars an hour if I am willing to let the instructor give me a full erotic massage'. All the other jobs are for minimum wage of about six dollars. The classes are at night for three hours on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. That means if I work three nights that is two hundred and twenty-five dollars." Becky explained to me.
Now to my surprise she ran the gauntlet to find a job. I was nervous about the job she wanted to apply for as a model to have massages' demonstrated on her. "The only way you will be able to take the job as a massage' model is, if I go with you. Call to see what they say about that?" I directed her hopeful they will refuse to interview her.
"Okay I will call tomorrow." Becky stated with resolve.
The next night when I arrived home from work. I was greeted by the kids happy to see me, a smile from my wife and a kiss. We had dinner, the kids and I helped clean up. My wife let the kids watch TV in the family room.
"Can we sit and talk while the kids are down in the family room?" Becky asked.
"Sure, my love what is it?" I said with a smile as I put my arm around my lady as we retired to the living room.
We sat together. "I called about that job I showed you last night and they want to see me on Monday night. They were okay with you being present at all the sessions as long you don't start any trouble. Even though the request was an odd one. Mark the man I talked to said. I will get our niece to sit for the kids, but you will have to pay her if you want to come with me." Becky stated as a deterrent for me to go with her because she knows I don't like to spend money for childcare.
"I have no problem paying Linsey to babysit you set it up." I stated which surprised her.
On Sunday while the kids played outside my wife came into my office nude. "Do you think I should trim my pubic area?" She asked me.
In surprise I looked at her and made a show to check her. "Turn around and spread your legs a little let me see." I used my fingers to open her a little before I gave her my conclusion. "Yes, you do need a little trim." I told her.
"I need help then." Becky stated.
"Get everything ready in the bedroom and call me." I told my wife.
A few minutes later I got the call. I went up to the bedroom, looked out the window to check to see where the kids were. I had my wife spread her legs, wet her pubic hair with a wet cloth, put shave cream around the edges of her bush and began to shape my wife's pubic area. It took me about a half hour and by that time she was excited, the scent of her excitement permeated the room. and this caused me to get a hardon. When I finished my tonsorial feat on my wife's mound. I used warm water to remove all the shaving cream and pulled her to the edge of the bed, put her legs over my shoulders and lickity-slit until she came all over my face. Becky was on the bed in a catatonic state, I was ready to drop my drawers to finish the act when I heard my daughter.
"Daddy is mommy up there with you I am looking for her."
"What do you need my dear." I asked as I shut the bedroom door, adjusted my pecker the best that I could, and I went into the bathroom to wash my face.
"I am going to get some cookies for Ray and me." Megan our daughter said.
"Go ahead thank you for letting us know." I said funny how kids can ruin the moment, the starch was gone in my member.
I walked into our bedroom Becky had a smile on her face as she stretched. Her legs still spread and hung over the side of the bed. I helped her up. She put on a dress with no undergarments to my delight, as it was warm out. We went outside and watched the kids.
Well actually I watched my wife to see if I could catch sight of her pussy as she moved around in the chair as she has a habit to spread her legs when she sits. My wife is uncomfortable with her legs crossed the way most women do. She was oblivious to the fact that her pleasure palace was on view as she sat comfortably out in the sun.
One of our son's friends came over and our son asked. "Can we go up in the woods to play?"
I looked at my wife she nodded yes. "Sure, Ray but don't go on the golf course stay in the woods." There is fifteen acres of woods between our houses and the golf course the kids go up there to find golf balls and sell them back to the golfers.
The next question came from Megan. "Can I go too daddy?" She asked as she came to sit on my lap Megan was six at the time and our son was two years older.
"No, my dear we like you to kept mommy and I company." I said as I gave her a hug.
Monday rolled around I went to work; it was a long day I couldn't keep my mind on my work. I arrived home at four to a wonderful meal.
We ate and Becky said. "I have to get ready could you clean up and pick up our niece."
I did as I was asked, and took the kids with me. By the time I arrived home with our niece Linsey, Becky was ready to go. It was five to six and a fifteen-minute drive to the college.
We set out to the college I was still in a quandary. "Will Becky actually go through with this? Do I want her to? Other people will touch my wife! Will I get turned on or pissed off?" I thought.
Becky could see I was in deep thought. "What is the matter Tom? Don't you want me to do this?" She asked in a concerned nervous voice.
"Nothing Becky I was just wondering if you will be able to do this, you're so modest around other people, yes I know you like to tease me like on the weekend, but no one was around, accept the kids."
"That is the only job that is more than minimum wage I could find, and I will only have to work a few weeks to get half the money needed for the front porch." Becky explained. She didn't take into consideration she will be nude for the massage'
We arrived at the college, parked, and walked into the building we looked for lab 107. It took us about ten minutes to get to the room.
"Here goes nothing." Becky said as she opened the door to the classroom.
What we found was a room full of massage' tables, a platform with a desk and massage' table. At the deck was a man in his fifties with white curly hair.
"Can I help you?" The man asked when he saw us.
"Yes, my name is Becky Conte, and this is my husband Tom. I called about your ad for a female massage' model the other day. Are you Mark?"
"Ah yes I am and I remember. Nice to meet you Mrs. Conte and Mr. Conte." Mark said as he shook our hands.
"Have a seat and I will tell you what is involved and then you can decide of you want to be a massage' model Mrs. Conte. What I am looking for is someone I can demonstrate the erotic massage' with a happy ending for a female who received a massage'. It will be three nights a week and I will pay you twenty-five dollars an hour, any time you're naked for a demonstration or if some of the students would like to use you as a model. They have been working on each other but there are not enough females in this class, so that is why I need to hire you." Mark explained while he watched us closely to see if we have an aversion to what he explained to us. "Are there any questions?" He continued.
"Is it okay if my husband is here with me?" Becky asked to make sure I can accompany her.
"That is not the norm, but I don't have a problem with it. Mr. Conte, your wife will be touched intimately by the student and myself when I instruct the students. Will this be a problem for you?"
"I really never thought about someone else touching my wife, but I guess I am okay with it as long as Becky is on board." I answered with some hesitance.
"What do you mean by a happy ending?" Becky asked.
"If you want the Masseuse or Masseur to bring you to orgasm at the end of the massage'. You just tell them you want a happy ending." Mark explained without embarrassment.