His Wife's First Sensuous/Erotic Massage, 7/4/12
My
favorite stories are the "first-timer -- newbie" shared type. This story is actually true -- the names have been changed to protect the parties who relayed it to me. If the reader does not approve of this variation, then this story is not for you -- nor is most of the "Loving Wives" category for that matter. So please move on and spare me any negative moralizing, let alone low votes. I will probably respond to intelligent comments. I have left this story on the long side with lots of detail for those who do savor the evolution, development, and realization of long-held dreams of sharing.
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S.L.
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After literally years of "pillow-talking" and fantasizing about having another man have sex with Al's wife, Ellie, it was about to become somewhat of a reality -- albeit just a massage -- if not a lot more as he wished. Years ago, they had a masseur regularly come to their apartment and give them both massages; but these were always therapeutic and "proper." Al used to imagine the masseur's doing more; but nothing untoward ever happened -- outside of his mind and an occasional brushing of the guy's cock on her head. It had taken years to persuade her just to make up such stories to turn him on. Even when she seemed convincing about being willing to act on them, she'd eventually recant, saying it was just to get Al off -- not for real, and for him to "not hold his breath."
For those who like to imagine the characters, or perhaps I should say, "players," Ellie is a well-educated, extremely intelligent professional -- on what might consider wrong side of middle-age, but not looking it -- 5'2", 110 lbs., a pert 32A (Al considered anything more than B or C cup superfluous) with pale pink nips, and dark brown pubic hair belying the auburn hair on her head. She had experienced it all (including group sex) long before they met when she was young; but after settling down, they decided it would be wiser to remain monogamous.
However, after over 25 years together, things were admittedly monotonous and a "ravine" might be a more apt term than "rut" to describe their waning sex life -- or lack thereof. So after a lot of cajoling and urging that they needed to try something different to hopefully re-ignite it, she conceded to submit to a sensuous or erotic massage. And, if she were sufficiently comfortable, she might go along with a "happy ending" provided by another guy's fingers and maybe, his tongue. No matter what, under no circumstances, would she contemplate any reciprocation for the "hired hand" -- and she wanted her husband present to protect her since after all, this would be a virtual stranger in their home.
After identifying several candidates, Ellie picked Joe -- the one Al figured she'd favor - whose picture and Craig's List ad she preferred. So Al booked a session and started counting the days. Al had actually met him in person well over a year prior when planning this long-term gambit. To his dismay, Ellie cancelled, claiming she was too wiped out from work and a heat wave. Al thought perhaps she actually had "cold feet;" but she gave the go-ahead to reschedule for July 3, preferring not to have to get up for work the next morning. Al now started a new countdown -- consoling himself in the knowledge that after waiting 2 years, another 2 weeks would have to be tolerable.
However, on July 2, Al was again disappointed -- this time, Joe was the one cancelling due to a conflict; and to be honest, Ellie seemed relieved and just as happy to put it out of her mind. When Joe sent Al an e-mail indicating that he could come the following evening even though it would be July 4
th
, Al happily "booked" him and informed her it was on again. This shifting of gears was frankly jarring for her; but although somewhat discombobulated, she said she'd go along; and they set an early evening time to meet Joe at a lounge, so she could check him out and asses her comfort level. It was understood that if he didn't pass muster, all bets would be off, at least for the time being, and Al would have to dismiss him.
Ellie was apprehensive and anxious all day July 4. Al reconfirmed she was still OK with the plan -- offering her an out as well as reassurances that everything was up to her -- whatever she wanted to try -- and that "no meant no." Ellie kept saying she'd have been fine never doing this sort of thing at all -- but would try to enjoy her massage.
They went to the meeting place -- a quiet lounge they never patronized and therefore, would not be known by their real names -- but it was not open yet (contrary to what Al had confirmed on the phone the night before) -- so when Joe showed up for the "approval meeting," they were standing on the street in the heat instead of being comfortably settled inside cooling their heels waiting for him. It was a bit awkward; but Joe turned out to be an easy-going, casually dressed, friendly, "nice guy" with a big smile -- not at all sleazy or "bullish" -- and good at putting Ellie at ease. When the hostess opened the joint, the three of them entered together and took seats in a quiet corner far away from the bar -- they had the whole place to themselves. Al took an easy chair and left the 2 of them to share a loveseat. They ordered beverages -- soft drinks for the guys and a glass of wine to help relax her. The meeting went very well - she was laughing and very animated; and Al could tell his wife liked this guy. It didn't hurt that Joe looked way better than his pic.
After about 20 minutes, as pre-arranged, Joe went to the restroom to allow her to give Al her "yea" or "nay" -- and it was "yea"
(YAY!).
She left while Joe was still in the restroom to go home and get ready -- and the 2 men killed time discussing "ground rules" as well as some risquΓ© experiences. Al paid the tab and walked Joe home where Ellie was waiting for them in a sexy black shorty robe Al had provided for just this occasion. While Joe changed into a tank top and shorts, she stripped naked and got under a towel waiting for her massage to commence. It was understood that Joe would be fine just giving her a massage -- happy to get his hands on somebody's cute, naked wife. If more became possible, great -- if not, that would be OK too. Unfortunately, she made a point of warning her husband that she wanted no photos or videos shot under any circumstances
(drat!).
Oh well, Al thought, this was still great and one can't expect everything one might wish the first time. Of course, it this turned out to be the one and only time, he would have hoped to retain something to review.
Initially, she lay on her stomach, modestly covered from the hips down; and he really took his time rubbing out knots and tension, sighing in her ears as though he was the one being massaged. After a good long while, he covered her back and Al watched as Joe pulled the towel up to expose her legs ... and then
wow