This is the story of the time my friend and I gave dueling massages to our wives.
I have written about my friend before. He and I have been friends for many years. We served in the Army together and have been friends ever since. Our start down the path into the lifestyle was a long and slow journey. For the longest time he and I would swap porn movies with each other. That slowly progressed in to watching the movies together with out having to swap them which then progressed in to us becoming jerk off buddies. During the time that we were jerk off buddies together, we would talk often about how would could get our wives in to swinging. The movies that we would watch together often centered on wife sharing or wife swapping and it was a favorite topic for both of us. At this time both of our wives were pretty conservative so it seemed as though this would have to be a private fantasy for the two of us and nothing more. After about a year of him and I being jerk off buddies, I came up with a plan. We would talk our wives in to getting a massage. I had read plenty of stories on the internet about how massages can turn in to more fun that expected so I thought this might be a good way to break the ice. Now we just had to get our wives to agree. It was time to get to work.
Even though our wives were pretty conservative at this time, it wasn't like we were going to be fighting an entirely uphill battle for this to happen. He and I had both talked to our wives about trying a 3 some and were usually immediately shot down, but over the last few months both wives had started to open up to the idea, at least during sex they liked to fantasize about it, so it seemed possible now but we still had to get the massage idea to work. Both wives had had experiences getting massages at the health club we all belong to. They were always sport massages and never erotic but at least they had experience having another person give them a massage. I figured that we could take that experience and expand it in to an area that we could have fun with. How would we convince them though? It would take a bit of subterfuge.
I know when I use a word like subterfuge it would make it seem like I am some sort of evil genius capable of hatching the most diabolical of plans that would fool any one in to doing anything I wished. Well, I'm not. Want to know what my genius evil plan was? We were both going to tell our wives that the other of us was taking massage certification classes and that we needed practice time to complete our certifications. Genius I know. I hoped it would be simple and plausible enough that the women didn't do any checking in to our story.
Our plan was for one of us to suggest it to our wife first before we talked to the other wife. We would work this plan on one wife and see how it went before we would risk bringing it up with the other one. We decided that my wife would be the safer one to try this plan on first. I started to plant the seed by mentioning to my wife one day that my friend was starting to take classes at the local Community College to get his massage certification. I just mentioned it to her that first time with out expanding on the thought so that I could plant the seed. A few weeks later I revisited the subject with my wife and asked her if she remembered when I told her that he was taking the classes. When she told me she did I then took our plan to the next step and told her that he was just about done with his classes but that to be granted his license, he would have to have a certain number of hours of practice time to complete certification. I asked her what she would think about being one of his practice clients.
Weeks of planning and waiting came to this point. Would she go for our less than genius plan or would our plan fail because she saw through it immediately. She asked me what I thought about the idea and I told her that she has had plenty of massages before and that it wouldn't bother me if she got a massage from him. She said then that as long as I didn't have any reservations about it that she didn't either. She said she was about due for a massage anyway and this way would be cheaper than paying for one at the club. I informed my friend that our plan was a go and set up a time for him to come give the massage.
Prior to the day of the massage he and I had discussed some ground rules about the massage but didn't really make too many rules. The only real rule we had was that he would only go as far as my wife was comfortable with. If that meant that only the massage happened and nothing more, then so be it. If she was game for more, then he was free to explore how much more she wanted. It was all going to be up to her. The day arrived for our appointment and I was nervous as hell. What would happen? Would she let go and play with him or would she just go for a regular massage? I had no idea and I was both nervous and excited anticipating the event.
Before I go on, I feel that I should describe all of us for you. My wife is 5'6 tall and about 150lbs. She was an athlete in high school and is still athletic today at age 36. She is heavier than most women at 5'6 but she is also stronger than just about all women her size. Not all of her 150 is muscle though as she has had two kids and she is 36 but she is very proportional. Her breasts are a fantastic 38DD, which you wouldn't think any one would complain about, but she is not a fan of them because after two kids and years of gravity working against her, they don't point north any more but I love them even more now than when she was 20. I am 6ft tall and weigh about 230 with black hair and blue eyes. I was a Ranger in the Army and am still in decent shape now. I could use a little more running but hey, I did plenty of running in the Army and vowed never to run another step after I got out so running is pretty much out of the question. My friend is also 6ft tall but is a much thinner build than me being around 180lbs or so with brown hair and brown eyes. Having been jerk off buddies for quite a while now we were both familiar with what the other was packing in the pants department. I am about 7in with a very large head and a thick shaft. He is about an inch or so longer than me but thinner. We both are shaped very differently which I thought would be nice for my wife if we got to the point that she discovered our differences.
On the day of the massage he arrived right on time. He and I had gone and purchased a massage table and some massage oil to keep up the appearance of him being a legitimate masseur. My wife had showered before he arrived and was waiting for him in our bedroom in her robe. I led him to the bedroom where my wife was in the sitting area reading a magazine waiting for him to come in and get set up. He greeted her when he entered the room and asked how she was doing and she replied that she was a bit nervous doing this for him but that she was happy for him completing his certification. While we all did some small talk he got the massage oil warming in a warmer we had purchased and he went about setting up the massage table. When he had the table set up, he told her he would step out of the room while she got herself set up on the table and covered under a towel. I stayed in the room with her and helped her get situated. She dropped her robe and got on the table face down and I covered her with a towel across her midsection. The towel covered her from just over the top of her buttocks to a few inches below the bottom of her buttocks. Nearly her entire back and nearly all of her legs and thighs were exposed for the massage. When she was properly situated, I called for him to enter back in the room and I moved over to the sitting area to watch TV and read while the massage was going on and try to pretend that I wasn't paying too much attention to what was going on.
He took some of the oil out of the warmer and spread it on his hands and the massage began. He started to work on one of her shoulders first and then worked his way down her arm to her hand and fingers. When he was done with one arm, he repeated the process on the other shoulder and arm and hand and fingers. After he finished with her arms, he started to work on her neck and her shoulder blades. She had her face turned towards me during the massage but her eyes were closed and it seemed like she was very sleepy and relaxed. She seemed to be enjoying the massage and didn't seem to think that anything was out of the ordinary. So far our plan was working perfectly.