Ben looked up as his wife Julie walked in and sat down across from him. After more than a dozen years of marriage, he knew when something was on her mind, so he lay down the newspaper he had been reading.
"What's up, babe?" He asked her before she said anything.
"You know I told you about that client of mine, Henry?" Julie asked.
Ben knew about Henry, he seemed like a nice old guy. He had been sort of a grandfather figure to Julie back when she was trying for her license so she could open up her very own spa.
That was a dream of hers even back when they had been dating. Her plan was to have her own place, where they did things like body wraps, massages, hair and nails, a sauna and hot tub, even working with mostly women who struggled with extra weight, things like that.
Basically a full service day spa. Ben was thinking it would be primarily women going to a place like that. He also was thinking it probably would not make very much money, but he loved his Julie with all his heart and wanted her happy.
That old man Henry from just a few doors down the street had done a lot to help Julie setting up the place, he had been a construction worker before he retired so adding walls and doing plumbing and wiring was easy for him.
Henry had even came over several nights and helped her with her upcoming massage board exams, for some reason the old guy seemed to have a lot of knowledge about the massage profession he had gained somewhere.
The two of them sat there as Henry went through the list of names of muscle groups, crazy names to Ben but what with government and all he did sort of understand. Why in the hell did they need to call someone's butt a "Gluteous Maximus" was beyond him. Butt, or fanny was way easier in his mind.It got worse from there so Ben sneaked away to his garage and left them to it.
Henry never asked for anything in return, so Julie had invited him over for a nice dinner a few times. Ben had found the guy likeable, and he was full of stories about the old days.
Now Henry was a regular client at the spa that Julie ran, just once a week and she never charged him anything. She had several other women on staff, commission type workers that she said were independent contractors.
One mostly did the workout and gym type classes, the other one worked one of the massage rooms on commission and also did things like body wraps which Ben found to be silly. Wet Salt and Aloe Vera, dumb stuff like that. But people paid good money to have that done, so Ben never gave it a second thought. There was an older lady that did hair and nails, that was great because she already had a good list of clients when she took over that section.
Julie mostly took care of the office and paperwork now, plus she had a couple of dozen regular clients of her own.
The surprise was how much money her business brought in, nearly as much some months as Ben's own contracting business. There was a safe bolted to the floor in their bedroom closet, the thing was full of bundles of cash. For some reason nearly everyone paid in cash, practically unheard of in the current business world.
He never dreamed that a business like that could do so well. That actually had caused one small argument, Ben needed a new loader machine and Julie wanted a Mercedes so they disagreed on what was more important.
But Julie was adamant, so finally Ben told her, "Go BUY the fucking thing then!" And went to work.
That evening he got home to find a new Silver Mercedes sitting in their driveway.
She had paid for it in cash?
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"Yes, what about Henry?" Ben had no idea at all of what was up.
"You know he is over sixty? And he lives alone?" Julie had a funny look on her face.
"Sure, what are you getting at?"
"When I am working on him, he gets..you know.. excited?"
Ben almost laughed but managed to control that.
"Honey, you are one fine looking woman. What in the hell do you expect? I bet that happens all the time when you are doing massages."
"Yes, I know. Of course it does with some of the men customers, but with Henry it's...? I don't know what it is, but I want to.. take care of that for him." She blushed profusely.
"Take care of...? What? You want to whack him off? Is that what you are saying?" Ben was staring at her in surprise. It was probably the last thing he expected.
"Don't say it like that, I just want to give something back. He is all alone, and he has been so nice, helping me and all. He doesn't have a wife, and he lives by himself."
"Lots of men don't have wives, and lots of them live alone?"
"With Henry it's different for some reason. I just want to make him happy, is all. Besides, it's just hands, you know. Touching?" Julie's eyes were downcast.
"So what are you going to do, turn your business into the neighborhood cathouse? Besides, that shit is ILLEGAL!!" Ben growled. He could feel his temper rising, something rare for him.
"Please don't get mad, honey. It's nothing like that. Just forget I even suggested it." Julie hopped up and went into the kitchen, acting irritated herself.
Things seemed a little cool around the house after that, but Julie didn't say anything. Ben just let it go, better to keep his mouth shut than argue.
Julie sure did sometimes act a little bit on the dumb side, but that was part of what he loved about her.
But a few weeks later she came up with a large chunk of the money for his new loader, that streamlined his own operation so things were really going well.
Then he got the job to put in most of the new shopping center complex in the next town, and life became a whirlwind so he forgot all about their brief conversation.
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Ben had never had any reason at all to question Julie, she was in nearly every respect a perfectly normal housewife.
What he loved about her was the fact that she was always happy, and she was the most willing female he had ever known in their bedroom. Not that Ben had any huge experience in that department, just a few short term girlfriends in college.
Well, quite a few. When a man is young and surrounded by young females, things happen.
Ben lost his own virginity at Spring break the first year in college, things were a bit drunk and for some reason one young girl he met had an interest in him.
Normally nothing would have happened since he barely knew her but booze got in the way and she was there in his bed when he woke up. Nothing shy about her, either, three of his buddies were sharing the room and she got up completely naked to use the bathroom. The other men in the room watched her, she didn't care at all. Then she came back out and climbed back under the covers with him. He did notice that there were a few other women in the room in various stages of undress and none of them seemed particularly bashful either.
Ben had no clue what her name was, he never saw her again after that. Not something he was proud of and he hadn't bothered to ever mention that night to Julie after they got together.
He met Julie a few months later, she was working as a cashier for the Summer at a grocery store.
He asked her out and she accepted, one thing led to another and they became an item. Julie did have wonderful hands even then, and after a half dozen dates one ended with her using her hands to relieve Ben.
It was rather clear that she was not without experience at doing that. It took some scrubbing later to get the sperm spots off of the headliner in his car, how she managed to create the most amazing orgasm with her hands was beyond him.
Not long after that Julie allowed Ben access to her bare breasts. They weren't large but were nice and firm, and her nipples were very sensitive. Licking one while rolling the very tip of the other with his fingers caused her eyelids to flutter and Ben thought she may have climaxed from just that.
That part of their relationship was wonderful, both of them were eager to be together all of the time.
They decided to get married in their junior year, it was a small ceremony and Julie came to him pure that night. Sex itself was a learning curve for both of them, thus nothing spectacular right at the beginning although they managed. The few spots of blood left on the bed sheets assured Ben that he was the only man to ever get that far.
By the end of the next day their lovemaking was improving rapidly, Ben found himself so sore that his foreskin swelled up. Julie was in the same condition, so they gently rubbed Cocoa Butter on each other, giggling the whole time.
Early on they really could not afford much of anything, so playing around with each other was the typical evening entertainment.
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Even then Ben knew of Julie's dreams of having her own place since she talked about it a lot, and it took some time but finally finances were good enough for her to give it a try.
