I get a fair amount of calls from men who want to "give their wife a gift" of a sensual/erotic massage. Sure, the woman gets a thorough, very relaxing massage...very relaxing. A man called me recently, having been referred to me by another couple that the caller and his wife were friendly with. He said his wife was very interested in "this type" of massage, wanted to try it (and he wanted to give her this as a gift), wanted to watch, and would that be ok? I asked if he wanted a massage too, but he said, "No, this is for my wife." He "warned" me that his wife was very shy, and might not respond to any erotic touching. I told him not to worry, that we'd see what happened, and that I've worked with many couple of this type. However, I've learned that the man gets off on the voyeuristic aspect as much (or, almost as much) as his wife does from the experience.
I've set up a massage studio in my house. Fireplace, New Age jazz, candlelight, and a massage "pad" on the floor. For couples like this one, I arrange an over-sized chair so that he can watch the massage, especially how I bring her to orgasm. That seems to be the main thing for these guys.
This couple arrived right on time, they were both about 50, and she was slim with long, curly black hair. She didn't want to chat, just took the robe, went into the bathroom and came out. I showed her where I thought she should position herself on the floor, and she dropped the robe (she was totally nude underneath) and laid face down. I'm not sure if she even said hello when they came in.
She had a nice body: slim, very smooth skin, petite. I started my massage with her back, using very warm oil, with long sweeping strokes. This type of massage incorporates arousal and teasing all the way through; every time my hands would drop down her sides, I softly caressed her breasts "in passing." Despite her husband's worries, as I worked my way towards her rear end, I first heard a very soft sigh, soon followed by a slight hip movement. That's my first indication of sexual arousal in the client.
When I started on her butt, she opened her legs a bit at a time, and when I went to "brace" on hand at the top of one of her inner thighs, I tested her vaginal area by lightly brushing a finger up her vaginal lips. She responded by moving her hips even more, and I could tell she was already wet.
I looked at her husband to see how he was taking all of this in, and he smiled and nodded at me. After working around her butt and thighs, I repeated some work on her back, but kept a hand planted near her vagina, and used a finger to spread oil inside lips around her vagina. She never said a word, just moved her hips more, and I moved a finger very lightly up and down the shaft of her clit, then slid a finger into her vagina for a few seconds. Back to her clit while working my other hand down towards her rear, then had her turn over. I don't think her husband saw my touching her clit or my placing a finger in her vagina.
On her back, I started on her stomach, working my way between her breasts to her shoulders, back down, then sweeping gently up and over her breasts several times, then back down.
Now, the real test for both of them was going to start.
I cupped her mound, teasing her clit with one hand, then using my other to alternately massage her inner thighs, each time brushing closer and closer to her vagina. I slipped one finger in while gently stroking and teasing her clit, then a second finger inside.
A quick glance at her husband showed him sitting forward on the chair, with a fascinated stare at his wife genitals. I then began to use both hands to excite her, and to my surprise, she had a loud orgasm within seconds, rhythmically moving her hips for some time after her scream and subsequent moans subsided.
Her husband smiled broadly at me, giving me a big "thumbs up" signal, while I held my hands still. But, apparently she wasn't through.
While holding my hands in place, she started to move her hips up and down a little, and I changed to a gentle up-and-down massage of her clit to the bottom of her vagina. In less than a minute, she repeated her scream, with her vaginal muscles clamped down hard on my fingers, now breathing very hard. Her husband's face took on a surprised, but even happier, look! I thought he would have stopped me, but he was enjoying the show, and I could see he was very erect.
Again, I held my hands still, not wanting to break contact suddenly, and to my shock, she started moving her hips again. I changed methods again, moving the fingers on her clit from side-to-side, and within a minute came almost violently. Her husband sat back in his chair - I couldn't tell if jealousy was overtaking him or not, but he seemed to want to jump onto his wife, which I'd told him was not an option.
I slowly removed my hands, and she spoke the first words since we started, asking for some water, and saying that she felt like jelly, and would need a few minutes before she could stand up.
After she went back to the bathroom to dress, her husband paid me, handsomely, and was beside himself with happiness. His wife came out of the bathroom, shook hands with me, said "thanks," and they left.
I would have thought she would have said more, but ... nothing. Later, I received an email telling me that, once they were in the car, she wouldn't STOP talking, and apparently had a wild evening between the two of them (at least he did) when they got home. Apparently, she couldn't orgasm any more! But, they've talked about the massage experience a lot, and she has referred others to me.
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