I had long had the desire to see my wife with another man but she would have nothing to do with it. She was raised to believe sex was only between a woman and the man she loved, and could not be just recreational in nature. I, on the other hand, believed sex was just a pleasurable act, not something sacred. Our feelings for each other are sacred, but sex is just physical.
Anyway, I had for years been telling my wife, we will call her "Sam", that I would love to see her in the throes of passion with another guy, preferably one with a larger cock than me (I am about 6 inches). Sam didn't understand why I would want such a thing, but did over time accept the fact that I was being honest with her, and really did have that desire. Unfortunately, understanding was as far as we had gotten!
Sam was a virgin when we met and she made sure we waited until our wedding night before her virginity was given. Sam is 5'6", 36C and a very beautiful brunette who is also fairly shy and naΓ―ve by nature. She wouldn't know if another man hit on her unless he used a baseball bat! She would allow fantasies to come into play (talking, not acting) while we made love, and many times got into my fantasy about watching her with someone else. However, she was adamant that fantasy was fantasy, and would never be reality where she was concerned. In addition, Sam would give head, but never let me cum in her mouth, and the only way Sam can orgasm is by oral, or using a vibrator while I am inside her. She couldn't cum just from my cock.
Enough background info! Sam and I bought a new RV and were trying it out by going to a campground about 100 miles from our home. We enjoy camping and were looking forward to the couple of nights away from home. Unknown to Sam, I was also developing a plan whereby she might be seduced while we were on our mini vacation.
I decided that Sam would never give in willingly to meeting with another guy and having him seduce her, so I had the idea that maybe I could set up a situation whereby the deed might be more naturally done. I put an ad in craigslist looking for a guy who had formal massage training, not just some guy who wanted to get his hands on another guy's wife, but someone who actually knew massage techniques and had massage equipment for legitimacy.
Had dozens of replies, most from horny guys just wanting to get laid, but there was one from a guy in his late 30's who had formal massage training (had actually used that training to put himself thru college) and although he didn't do massage sessions professionally anymore, he was intrigued by my ad and fact I wanted another guy to slowly and erotically seduce my wife via a massage session. We exchanged pictures and he found Sam to be very attractive and was eager to give the massage approach a try. He was a nice enough looking guy (we'll call him Ron), I thought Sam might like him, he was about 6'2" and claimed he had an 8 inch cock. I told him when we were planning to head to the campground, and that I would let him know if and when I could set up the session.
Sam, of course, knew nothing of my plans and thought we were just going on a camping trip for a couple of nights. After we were at campground and settled, I told Sam she had been very uptight recently and needed this trip to unwind. I also told her I could see and feel the stress in her and wanted her to try her best to relax. I then informed her I had arranged a massage for her at our RV and it would occur the next morning around 10am.
Sam was surprised, but since she had once had a massage years ago and really enjoyed it (from a woman at a spa), she said that might be just what she needed. I told her I would call and verify with the massage agency on the time, and proceeded to call Ron. After I confirmed with Ron about the time, I then sprang the news to Sam that the masseuse was going to be a guy, not a woman. Sam was immediately taken aback and said she didn't want a massage from a man, it would be awkward. I told he that the agency had an employee safety policy and since it was a remote massage service and not in their studio, would only send out guys for safety reasons. Female masseuses were not sent on remote calls like ours. Sam complained some more, but after my reassurance that the agency was top rated, and I would be there the entire time, she reluctantly agreed to go ahead.
Next morning, around 9:30, Sam began getting ready for her massage. She was nervous but also seemed to be looking forward to the relaxation. Unfortunately, true to her conservative and shy nature, she put on a one piece bathing suit! I told her that was not appropriate for a massage, but she was adamant that she wanted the suit on, especially since it was going to be a man giving her the massage. I gave in but with belief that, if Ron was as experienced as he indicated, the suit would soon be gone!
Ron arrived at our campsite and I went out to meet him and help him with his table and other items for the massage. I told him Sam was in a one piece bathing suit but he said don't worry and gave me a wink. We took the equipment into the RV, Ron introduced himself to Sam, and I helped him set up.
Ron was a perfect gentleman and had Sam feeling very comfortable with his professionalism and courtesy. When all was ready, he asked her to lay face down on the table and he began to massage her arms and neck with oil, slowly relaxing her even more, all the time talking to her and explaining what he was going to do next. As the massage progressed, he kept asking if she was comfortable and she told him she was totally relaxed and the massage was wonderful so far. He started massaging her back and asked if he could fold down the swimming suit top in order to fully access her back muscles. She said OK and took the straps off her shoulders as he peeled the suit down to her waste, all while she was still lying on her stomach.
He progressed, rubbing very close to her breasts on the side of her back, but never quite going over the line, and then moved to her feet and legs. All this time I was watching another man touch my wife in ways she had never been touched by another man, nothing overtly sexual but slowly building and Sam becoming more and more like a "limp noodle" in his hands. As he massaged her legs, and he worked higher and higher, he ran his hands up the inside of her thighs and to all appearances, accidentally and gently touched her pussy on the sides. She flinched, but said nothing, so he kept massaging, but didn't touch her pussy again.