I switched this back into the "loving wives" category, it seems to fit better. The lead in is in the "exhibition" category, reading it will help here. There is no wife swapping, or even cheating here, not really. Maybe kind of, in an unintentional way. I can sort of write that stuff and have, but to be honest, it's boring to read and boring to try and write. I am attempting in my poor way to be different.
Here is just a couple in love and having some fun. It's a simple idea that popped into my old head, two people discovering each other, and sharing the world of fantasy with some reality mixed in.
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"So, how was your massage today?" Kate's husband David asked her almost the moment he walked into the hotel room from his job. He had hugged her and kissed her like he always did.
"Was she good? I asked for their best one." He smiled at her before she could respond.
She?
It was at that instant that Kate realized.
David thought he had hired a female massage therapist!
"What?" He asked, leaning back slightly to look at her. He was so in tune to her that her reaction was obvious.
"I.. fine. It was.. fine." Kate murmured, her face suddenly flaming. David was looking directly at her, curious.
"What time do you want to go to dinner?" She asked, wanting suddenly to change the subject. The dozens of different ways she had thought of to tell David what had happened during her massage went right out the window.
She had thought, since he set it up, hired the person, that he knew. Which of course meant it was what he wanted. The silly little sexual things they did, the teasing comments, all of those led to Kate assuming David expected, wanted something to happen. Even the suggestion that he wanted to watch. That she might get one of those "happy endings?"
That had led to Kate and her husband having a delicious session of sex, he even managed a repeat which was a rare event for him.
Then that man, Jim. He was very handsome, polite. Plus good at his work, he had used his hands to play her body like a fiddle. That all combined to result in her to allow him to touch her in a way she never even dreamed she would ever let happen. It had somehow gotten to the point of her having almost no control over herself, that man had touched her in a way only David, and one boy back in college had.
Jim's fingers had not penetrated her, his touch was all external, but she had climaxed and furiously.
She had allowed that, enjoyed that, almost relished it. Since she thought that David did not mind, in fact suggested it, set it up, her inhibitions were down.
But oh my God. David clearly had thought he was hiring a female professional.
Somehow, she knew she had to tell him, explain it.
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"Whenever you are ready to go eat, I guess we can." David said, still looking at her oddly.
"Let's try that Chinese place down on the corner." He added.
"Sure, if you want." Kate disengaged, went over to the small hotel closet where her clothes were.
"Anything special you would like me to wear?" She asked him, not daring to look at him at the moment.
"That's a pretty simple place, jeans and a blouse I guess." He said, stepping into the bathroom. She heard the shower start, so she quickly slipped on her jeans. She was glad he was in there, it gave her a moment to collect her thoughts, compose herself.
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Outside, the weather was a bit too warm, but offset nicely by the mild breeze off the nearby ocean. David took her hand as they walked, he always did. In the small restaurant, they were seated quickly as it was still fairly early.
Once the waitress had taken their order, and served them the teapot with the tiny little bowls, David reached over and took one of her hands. He did that all the time, his fingers touching, exploring her fingers. That was another of the intimate little habits he had.
"So, tell me how your rubdown went today, hon. I asked them for the best one they had, I know how much you like those." He asked.
"Why do you want to know?" She asked. She was stalling for time to collect her thoughts, unsure now of what his reaction would be. She knew she had to tell him the truth, but did not quite know how to explain what had happened.
"I don't know, that is kind of hot. I mean, you are lying there, covered by just a sheet while some stranger rubs you. It just seems, like it could be almost.. naughty?" He grinned broadly.
"I mean, the days you get those back at home, you always seemed to be real happy, it's kind of like it turns you on or something."
"Well, I guess it does in a way. It just makes me feel good. I suppose." She told him.
"It's just that you seem a little more tense than usual now. Wasn't she as good as Anita back home?"
"David. Honey. It wasn't a.. woman." Kate managed to get that out. Then she could not meet his eyes.
"What? You mean, it was some guy?" He asked.
"Yes. I thought since you sent him up, that you knew?"
"Oh. Well, I didn't. Hell, I just assumed? I just asked for their best therapist for you. But, what the hell. Guys in that profession are always gay anyway, so no big deal." He shrugged.
"Honey? I am pretty sure that Jim is not gay." She looked up at him directly.
"Oh. Really? Did he do something, get out of line? If he did, so help me..."
"No. Nothing like that. He was very polite, gentle and very good at his job."
"I see." David sat waiting calmly, one eyebrow raised, well aware that she had something to tell him.
Kate quietly told David everything that happened, she left nothing out. David sat there calmly and listened.
"He touched me all over, I thought since you sent him up that it was what you wanted, so I.. let him. I'm sorry." Kate's face flamed again.
"All over? Let him? You mean? Everywhere? He saw everything, touched you everywhere?" David leaned back, a surprised look on his face.
"Yes." She again could not meet his eyes.
"Why are you sorry? Did you let him have sex with you?" He asked.
"No. I mean yes, but not like that, he didn't do anything but touch. I guess it was like what you said, a happy ending." She admitted.
"I don't believe this! You let that guy finger fuck you?" That was another surprise, David never used profanity.
"No! I didn't. It was just.. outside."
"Outside? That's all?"
"Yes."
"He could see you? Everything?"
"Yes, but nothing inside, it was just touching."
"I suppose he is some good looking stud, right?"
"Yes. He is a nice looking man."
David just sat there for several long moments.
"Wow. I don't believe this. I know you would never lie to me, so if that is all it was, I guess no real harm done then. Amazing though, I never would have imagined this. So, did you enjoy it?" Suddenly David was grinning.
