My wife Penny and I met at college when I'd noticed her in lectures with her curly brunette hair, curvy figure and big ass. We flirted a little and soon started dating. She was my first girlfriend but she'd had more experience and she liked to tell me that she'd "taken my virginity" in jest. We were married within a few years and had a trusting, healthy relationship.
One evening 2 years into our marriage, Penny received an unexpected message while we were watching TV.
"Erm hey Chris. Bit awkward but Vince just messaged me," she said, smirking.
I couldn't remember who this was but she reminded me. Vince was her first boyfriend with whom she herself had lost her virginity. They'd had a short passionate relationship, which ended amicably as he moved house across the country. They'd rarely kept in touch since then.
The message read, "Hey P, guess who's back in town! Would be great to see that sweet ass of yours at some point. I'm sure you missed me and...the Big Show!"
"Wow," I said. "The Big Show?"
She laughed and said, "Yeah, that was what we called his dick. You know...like the wrestler?"
"Charming," I said, dryly.
"I don't think he knows I'm married! I can't believe he just messages after so long, basically for a booty call," she said, still shocked but noticeably blushing. "He's a nice guy really, he's just being silly with this text."
She replied back letting him know and he apologised. They then had a little catch up, messaging throughout the evening. He'd moved back to the area for a new job as a masseur at a nearby spa.
She asked if I'd be okay with him coming over for a drink.
"Really?" I said, raising my eyebrow. "After that first message?"
She laughed and said, "If you're not comfortable, I totally get it but he wouldn't do anything now he knows I'm married. He's just like an old friend really."
I very rarely got jealous and we had such a trusting and easy going relationship that I told her it was fine. After she arranged it with him, I asked her more about him. They'd hung out at school and at some point, found a spark between them which they acted on. They took every chance they got to attack each other. She told me gleefully how they'd secretly feel each other up in class or fuck behind the science labs at break. This was all before she became sensible, as she said. That night I asked her tongue-in-cheek if she wanted to meet me behind the labs and we had a long and sexy session.
The next week, Vince showed up after work on a Thursday evening with a bottle of cheap wine. He was a tall, somewhat muscly guy with an easy demeanor. We did the introductions and had a nice chat over drinks and some food. He was perfectly friendly and seemed genuinely embarrassed as I teased him about his text.
"I'm sure you of all people understand why the first thing I wanted to do was meet up with penny," he reasoned.
I said I didn't blame him and asked him what she was like all that time ago. He gave some embarrassing stories and alluded to their sexual escapades without being rude or inappropriate. Although they weren't flirting or anything, I could see an obvious connection and why they'd had such a physical relationship.
Soon we were talking about his job and he described how he did his training and now works full time at the spa as well as having private clients. I joked that I was practically a semi pro because Penny always had me rubbing some ache or pain of hers.
"Oi!" she said, mocking offence. "Don't complain too much or I'll ask my handsome ex boyfriend to do it instead!"
I laughed and joked that he was welcome but he probably didn't have enough free hours in the week.
"Anytime you want, I am happy to give you a completely professional massage, free of charge of course," he offered.
Penny waved him away, thanking him, before saying that her back had been killing all day so I would have to help her out later. I sighed at the prospect and Vince said he'd be happy to give a quick rub if she liked.
After some awkward deliberation and making sure I was okay with it, she eventually sat on the floor in front of him as he worked her shoulders. We continued our conversation as he kneaded her back with his elbows. It was a little difficult for him in that position and he mentioned it's a lot easier laying flat but she enjoyed it nonetheless and said it did wonders. As he left, I said (sincerely) that it was great to meet him and joked that he'd have to bring the big show next time, at which we all laughed.
All in all, it was a very pleasant evening and despite it being her ex boyfriend, there had been no awkwardness at all.
Next week, Penny complained again about her back and I told her to get her friend to do it petulantly before doing it half hearted. As I massaged her, she asked, "Actually, would you mind if we had him over again? Obviously I appreciate you doing it but he's a professional and it really helped. Plus we had a good time didn't we?"
I didn't mind so I told her to go for it. She messaged and told him he could have another free meal in exchange for a massage and he happily agreed. He happened to be free the next day so he came over after work once again.
I noticed that she was showing a lot more cleavage today and had worn leggings that showed off a bit of vpl. I didn't say anything but I trusted her and thought everyone liked a bit of attention. Not like I hadn't flirted with women at the office.
After dinner, Penny told Vince that she'd done her part and it was his time to earn his dinner. He laughed and asked if there was somewhere she could lie flat so he could do it properly. She said she could lie down on the floor and I said they might as well go upstairs and use the bed. She made sure I didn't mind and then joked, "He fell for it, let's go Vinny!" grabbing his hand and leading him upstairs. We laughed and she said they wouldn't take too long.
I watched some football and tried to ignore the slightly jealous and awkward feeling I had.
Meanwhile upstairs, Penny had lain down on the bed facing down. Vince had a great view of her bubble butt with her panties showing through much clearer in the light.
He massaged her back expertly from the side of the bed as they reminisced. A couple of times, the fabric rubbed against her skin and he asked if she'd be comfortable pulling her top up so he could rub her skin directly and even use lotion. She considered whether it was appropriate but his professional manner convinced her. She decided to pull her top off completely and place it to the side seeing as she was facing down anyway.
He stood in front of her and applied lotion to her shoulders and upper back. She moaned softly and told him it was doing wonders. As she repositioned her head, she stole a glance at his crotch area, which she realised was tantalisingly close to her face as he leaned over. Seeing the faint outline of his penis took her back to the old days but she forced herself to think of something else and asked about his dating life.
As he moved to the side of the bed and her mid back, he described how he was still a bit of a player and hadn't settled down, mainly restricting himself to one night stands.
Without thinking, she let slip, "Poor girls. You give them one taste of the Big Show, then you deny them?"
He laughed and she reddened with embarrassment, saying, "Oh my god, that's so inappropriate, I'm sorry!"
He laughed it off and changed topic, telling her that because he was massaging from the side of the bed, it might be a little uneven. She asked if it was better he was on the bed on his knees, which he thought might be a good idea.
He climbed up and swung his legs either side of her hips and pushed down on her lower back. She moaned (only slightly erotically) with pleasure and he confirmed that this was a lot easier. He continued on her back and as he pushed down, he occasionally brushed his crotch against her butt through the thin material of her leggings. She tried to ignore that but she couldn't help but thing inappropriate things and think back to their sexual escapades.
Soon he asked if she wanted her legs massaged, which she excitedly confirmed she did. He worked up from her ankles slowly and stopped just below her bum cheeks. Everytime he did so, she felt guilty for wanting him to go higher and then a mixture of disappointment and relief when he stopped at upper thigh. Regardless, she was aware that she was now very wet and very horny.
Eventually she told him that was enough and thanked him greatly. He went downstairs first as she put her top on. She came down with a face flush from embarrassment to me and Vince talking about football. She felt very awkward but made conversation and told me that the massage was very good before he had to leave. She purposely gave him a very quick hug because of the guilt and awkwardness she was feeling.
That night she wasted no time in coming onto me and we had a sensual fuck. Her eyes were closed as she imagined Vince ripping her leggings off and taking her aggressively mid massage.
"Wow!" I said, "Seems like those massages really get you in the mood!"
"Shut up!" she said, punching my shoulder lightly.
"Hey it's fine," I teased. "He loosens you up and gets you nice and ready for me. Kind of hot."
"Yeah yeah, next time I'll tell him to do more than loosen me up," she laughed.
