My ex-wife and I checked in to a hotel and we saw on the brochure that massage was offered. She called to the desk and asked to have a masseuse sent up, expecting it to be a woman. But, it was a young man, and very virile-looking, When my wife expressed surprise that he was a man, he explained that the women were with other customers, and offered to leave and wait until one of them was available.
She and I exchanged glances and my message to her was that it would be okay for this man to give her a massage. She asked what she should wear and he said "As little as you feel comfortable with, preferably nothing!" Again, after exchanging glances, she started taking her clothes off, while the young man prepared the table and his oils. Then she stretched-out, naked, on the table, face-down.
It excited the hell out of me to see him running his hands all over her body, including her gorgeous ass! Then he asked her to turn over and she did! There she was, with her naked tits and pussy fully exposed to his eyes, and hands. He seemed able to get his hands on nearly every bit of her body's surface.
It was at that point that I made a great decision. I told my wife that I had just remembered a meeting I needed to go to and would have to leave. I asked what his fee was and gave him the money, plus another twenty, and told him to "do whatever she needs".
I stayed away an hour, and when I came back, he was gone and my wife was lying on the bed, still naked, and in a dream-like state. I decided to be completely honest, and asked her "So did he do a good job?" and she moaned "Oh, yes!" I quickly undressed and got on the bed over her. I spread her legs and was ready to enter her and said "He fucked you, didn't he?" and she nearly cried-out "Yes! He fucked me! He fucked me!"
As I slipped my cock into her cunt, I said again "Was he big?" and she answered "Yes! Yes! He was the biggest I ever...." and she couldn't finish, but I understood. I fucked her then, and I didn't worry about whether she came, or not. I was sure she had had a really great orgasm while this young guy fucked her. And while I fucked her, I was saying over and over in my head "He Fucked my wife! He fucked my wife!"
We did not discuss openly the events of that day, but sometimes we would refer to it and I could see a smile a delight come into her eyes. Throughout the rest of our marriage, it thrilled me to know that she was remembering the time when this "other" guy, with his bigger-than-mine cock. gave her the kind of fucking she could remember the rest of her life.
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