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I get a text from my wife today saying "I have had enough of this fucking day. Nothing is going right. I just want to run away!" We have been married for a very long time. I know when she has had enough. So I decided to set up something for her. She deserves it and she will love it! I text her back "You will come straight home! Be here at six o'clock and do not be late!" She gets home right at six o'clock. She noticed candles are lit and the scent of Lavender is in the air. She heads to the living room looking for me. In the center of the living room is a table with a note that reads "Do not ask questions and do as your told! Go to bedroom and take off all your clothes. Then lay on the table face down and get ready for your massage. Signed Raul."   She rushes around putting things away and runs to the bedroom! She strips buck naked and heads to the living room. She climbs up on the table and puts a towel over her ass. She hears n

There were two new emails in Arthur's inbox; one was from his wife, the other was from the Athena Spa, where he knew his wife had been for a massage that afternoon. He opened the email from his wife first. The subject was 'Anniversary Present'. 'That was the most wonderful extraordinary anniversary present that a woman could ever have. You have opened my eyes to what's important.' He read her short email a couple of times, feeling warm and contented. His present to her had obviously fulfilled all his hopes. He was puzzled to receive an email from the Athena Spa with a video attachment and opened it with interest. The idea of a massage for his wife had arisen three weeks before. He was having a poker game with Jim and it was before they started the game that Arthur told him that he was having a problem thinking of an anniversary present for his wife, Penny. Arthur loved his wife very much. They had been married ten years and were both t

John is sending someone over to give me a massage. He hasn't been home in weeks and I haven't been able to be there. I have helped him find a hooker to take care of his needs, but I've been limited to my vibrator. I need more. John told me that it is going to be an x-rated massage, but the man isn't allowed to fuck me. He understands that he is there for my pleasure, not for his own. (Meaning I won't be expected to blow him, or get him off.) I'm nervous, but excited. My body needs a massage, and I need release. But that doesn't change the fact that I'm allowing a strange man into my house...alone...to get me naked and make me cum. There is a combination of fear and excitement that is getting me aroused already.  I'm sitting on the couch in a short silky robe waiting for him to arrive. I know I don't need to seduce him, but a sexy act warrants the appropriate sexy set up. I have most of the lights off and some music playing. When he