His Wife's Massage

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 thirty. His wife was still a beauty. In fact, since her breasts had become larger and her butt developed by determined gym work, she was a stunner. He'd noticed how other men ogled her and hated their lustful looks of which his wife was completely unaware. He was very possessive and encouraged her not to wear any clothing that was too revealing.

Even though they were very happy, he believed he would have been even happier if their sex life had been a bit more exciting. Because of his snoring, they had slept in separate beds for the last five years, so the possibilities of sex were greatly reduced. They'd tried oral sex on one drunken night on their honeymoon, but Penny had found it distasteful and had never wanted to do it since. She was happy for him to be in the missionary position, but never wanted to get on top herself or to be taken doggy style. He wondered why she should be so unadventurous and asked her rather nervously if it was because his cock might be considered by some women as a little smaller than average. Penny hugged him and persuaded him that size did not matter in the least. It was how he used it that counted she said and promised him that he made love to her wonderfully.

He did find her words reassuring, but would have been even more convinced if she'd become more animated during their lovemaking. He could always tell when she was excited by her distinctive moans, which he didn't seem to hear often. Her last orgasm was years before and he remembered it well as it was the night she'd been to see Fifty Shades of Grey with some girlfriends. As he fucked her, her mewing cries had built up to a high pitched shriek that had him cumming simultaneously with her. Although he had enjoyed the fantastic experience of his wife cumming, he suspected that, with her eyes closed, Penny had been imagining being fucked by the actor she had seen in the film.

Yes his wife was gorgeous and their life together contented, except that he had a hidden gambling problem. Well he didn't acknowledge it as a problem enough to attend a Gamblers Anonymous meeting, but it did mean that he never had any spare money, especially for things like anniversary presents. His debts were not huge, but they never seemed to diminish. His wife didn't seem to notice, but he was well aware that he couldn't treat her to something special as often as he'd have liked. In fact, the purpose of the poker game with Jim was to take enough money off him to at least give Arthur some money to spend on Penny.

Arthur didn't like Jim much. He was a guy in his early twenties, whom he'd met in a local bar one evening, joking about how women loved the size of his cock. Arthur admitted to himself that Jim was handsome, in an uncouth kind of way. Jim kept his body in good shape, which was not surprising as Jim had some kind of Assistant Manager's job at the Athena Spa. Jim boasted that he was extremely fit and could keep a woman satisfied for hours. In short, Jim was arrogant, but Arthur knew it was the kind of arrogance that could lead Jim to lose a lot of money to him. The only thing that Arthur had regretted after meeting Jim was that, in a drunken moment in the bar, he had confessed to Jim that he borrowed money from his wife's Trust Account. He intended of course to pay it back when he had the funds.

Arthur had allowed Jim to win some small amounts on the previous two occasions that they played. However, tonight Arthur was hoping to take him for a thousand dollars. Arthur's wife never knew Arthur played poker, believing he was playing some kind of friendly whist game. Jim had seen Arthur and Penny once together and told Arthur afterwards that his wife was a gorgeous piece of candy. Arthur certainly didn't want Jim ogling Penny, so he ensured that she never met him. He always played poker at Jim's place.

Tonight Jim was obviously feeling confident. He had been going to gamble five hundred dollars, but apparently earlier in the day he looked so confident that his sister, Eve, who was five years older than him and also worked at the Athena Spa, insisted on investing four hundred of her own money. And then his younger eighteen year-old brother, Pete, who worked at the Spa at weekends, also invested a hundred dollars of his hard earned savings. It was therefore a thousand dollars that Jim placed on the table next to his drink. Arthur was not a good poker player, which is why he owed so much money. However, he was banking on being better than Jim and to make sure of that Arthur intended to cheat. Arthur was feeling pretty confident then, as he placed his own thousand dollars of stake money on the table.

Arthur saw Jim's eighteen year-old brother, Pete, come in through the front door. He went straight upstairs, but not before he had eagerly glanced across at the card table.

The hands were fairly even until one of the deals when Arthur dealt the cards, where Arthur knew they both had good hands. Jim tried to hide his excitement, but Arthur could see his breath becoming shorter. Arthur had calculated that Jim would swap one card and then Arthur would swap one card which would result in him have the winning hand. However it suddenly started to go wrong. Instead of drawing one card as the probability rules said he should have done, Jim drew two. This meant that instead of two low pairs, by sheer good luck at doing the wrong thing, one of Jim's pairs was now two queens.

Jim immediately raised the stakes and Arthur pondered what to do. He knew that his two pairs were now lower than Jim's queens. He could just throw his hand in, but that would end his careful plan of setting Jim up. He decided to take a risk.

He discarded one card but, as he went to pick up his replacement, he slipped two cards up his left sleeve and extracted two cards from his other sleeve to replace them. He'd practiced the sleight of hand many times till it was perfected. The problem this time was it was not perfect. One of the replacement cards seemed to catch on his cuff, which gave a fraction of a second delay until the trick was completed.

Arthur looked quickly across at Jim, who seemed puzzled at Arthur's sudden awkwardness at holding his cards, but thankfully appeared not to notice anything unusual.

The stakes continued to rise until the whole of Jim's thousand dollars was in the middle of the table and so was Arthur's. As they had both agreed to the thousand dollars limit, they laid open their hands simultaneously.

Jim gasped, "Goddammit you've got a full house!"

Arthur collected up all the cash as he apologized to Jim for such a lucky hand. Jim just stared vacantly at the table.

There was hardly any conversation between them as Arthur put his coat on to leave until Jim said "Wait."

He then said, "Arthur, I'm sorry I've been such a poor loser, but I can make it up to you. I've been thinking about your wife's anniversary present. Why don't you give her a VIP day at the Athena Spa. I can help you. It would normally cost over five thousand dollars, but I can get that reduced."

Arthur looked very interested as Jim continued, "I can get you a seventy five percent reduction on beauty treatment; the full waxing, eyelash and eyebrow tinting, facial peeling and nail manicuring. That will then only cost you a thousand dollars. The deep massage I can arrange for free. The Massage Manageress owes me a big favor. Your wife will also get picked up by one of our limousines and be escorted in the Spa at all times by her Personal Athena Representative. And of course they'll be champagne with lunch. When is your anniversary?"

Arthur was still thinking about the thousand dollars it would cost him, when he was suddenly aware of Jim's question.

"It's on Saturday. The trouble is I'll be away on business and not returning until the Monday, but I suppose Penny could go on her own. After all, she won't need me to accompany her, not with your Personal Representative looking after her."

"Great," said Jim, "Give me the thousand dollars back and I'll make the payment and post a special VIP invitation through your door. Tell her it's a once in a lifetime experience and she must enjoy all the special extras that will be thrown in on the day. They say that if a person relaxes completely and just lets the masseuse have control it can be a very liberating experience, especially for women. They say that women are often far more relaxed in their physical relationship with their husbands afterwards."

Jim could see Arthur's eyes light up at the idea of his wife becoming more liberated. He'd guessed that Arthur didn't physically benefit that much from his beautiful wife. He couldn't understand what a gorgeous voluptuous doll like Penny could see in a nerdy wimp like Arthur. He decided to push Arthur further.

"Look Arthur, why don't you tell her that you've discussed her massage in detail with the management and that you have dictated exactly what you want your wife to enjoy. Tell Penny that you want her to be as uninhibited as possible."

Arthur bitterly disliked parting with the thousand dollars that he had just won from Jim, but it was a way of giving Penny a special expensive treat, which he'd never been able to do before. He needn't tell her how he was getting it all at a knock-down price. Furthermore he found the idea of Penny being massaged by a professional masseuse gave him quite a boner. After Penny had enjoyed a woman's hands massaging her thighs, surely she would be more uninhibited with him.

After Arthur had left, Jim started making his plans. He didn't intend paying any of the money to the Spa. He could arrange the beauty treatments as part of Penny winning a competition. They had a special accountancy code for that. The Beauty Department wouldn't know any different. He had a different scheme for the massage and he licked his lips as he started planning it in his mind.

When Arthur arrived home, he told Penny immediately about his present for her, as if he had booked it at the Spa earlier in the day. Penny was overwhelmed, especially when he explained to her that he had personally defined all of the extras she would be getting with the massage.

Penny was thrilled. She knew that he didn't earn a huge salary. She had money of her own, a trust fund left to her by her father, but she did not intend to touch this as she was considering a change of career and knew that training could be expensive. She never looked at the fund as she knew that dear Arthur was keeping an eye on it.

"Darling," Penny breathed, "it must have cost you a fortune."

"Because you're worth it", said Arthur, with the air of a smug generous financial benefactor.

At that moment he didn't think his wife had ever looked more gorgeous. Her thick light brown hair seemed to shimmer. Her beautiful blue eyes were glistening in her excitement. Her voluptuous bosom was rising and falling with her quickening breathing. With her slim waist, firm round ass and long legs, Arthur felt a mixture of love and lust for her.

He was hoping she'd suggest an early night, coming into his bed to show her gratitude, but instead she whispered that she would be showing him her gratitude when he came home the Monday after the massage.

Jim's sister Eve had arrived at Jim's house two minutes after Arthur had left. As she walked into the lounge where the card table had been set up, she met her youngest brother, Pete, coming down the stairs to see how Jim had got on.

Jim motioned to them to sit down and then explained what had happened. They both looked shocked when he said that he had lost the whole of the thousand dollars. Then they looked angry when he explained that he strongly believed that Arthur had cheated. Then they looked relieved when he explained further that he had got all their money back.

Jim said bitterly, "Of course, we have still been robbed of the thousand dollars that we should have won, but we are now going to have our retribution, through his wife."

He then described his plans for the following Saturday and Eve and Pete grinned as they understood what their parts would be in the revenge plot.

Arthur had to leave on his business trip the day before Penny's day at the Spa. That night Penny found she was excited but apprehensive at the thought of her VIP experience the following day. She had never had professional beauty treatment before and the only massage she'd had was a ten minute free trial at a cheap salon in town. The woman had smelt of cigarette smoke and the massage itself had been very cursory. On her visit to the Athena Spa the following day, she wanted to act in whatever the proper way was and not show herself up as a greenhorn, who had never had such expensive treatment before.

The following morning the doorbell rang at eight o'clock and Penny hurried to the door carrying a small handbag. In the literature she had been sent, it said that a toweling robe would be provided that the client could wear for all activities including lunch, so clothing was unimportant. However, she felt that she had to look her best, so she was wearing her smartest dress when she opened the door.

Outside, Eve was waiting in a blue Athena staff uniform.

"Hello Mrs. Clarke, my name is Eve and I will be your Personal Representative for the day."

Penny smiled nervously and followed Eve to the courtesy limousine, which Eve had borrowed from the Carpool that morning.

As the car arrived at the Spa entrance, Pete, in his blue Athena staff uniform, dashed out, winked at his sister in the driver's seat, and opened the rear door for Penny to step out of the car. As Penny followed Pete into the foyer, she could not help noticing the handsome young man's slim physique, but did not acknowledge to herself that she was staring at his tight butt.

He led her through reception and down some corridors to the beauty treatment center, where she was met again by Eve. Eve had some quiet words that she couldn't catch with the beautician and then disappeared.

As the treatment commenced, the beautician didn't say much but just concentrated on her work, which started with a hot face mask. When she did talk, it was with a strong foreign accent and with sentences that frequently contained the wrong words, but which conveyed her meaning.

One of the things she said was, "Madam is so lucky to have big prize."

Penny murmured her acknowledgement, translating the word 'prize' for the gift she'd received from her husband.

She hadn't realized, until it was over, that in the full body wax, all of her pubic hair had been removed. It gave a slight feeling of vulnerability, but also of wholesomeness and an awareness of her body.

After the waxing, she had a type of Turkish bath and was wrapped in hot towels. This was followed by a dip in a perfumed bath. So just before her lunch she was feeling clean, fresh and slightly exotic.

At lunch, which she ate in her toweling robe, she had a choice of salads and complimentary sparkling wines. She picked the champagne for her drink and then, as it was free, decided to treat herself to another glass. She was not used to having much alcohol and so when Eve came to collect her to take her to the massage room, she felt just a little woozy.

Her lightheadedness would have passed quite quickly if it wasn't for the welcoming large glass of champagne that Eve pressed into her hand as she entered the massage room reception area.

As she gave her the glass, Eve looked appraisingly at Penny. Penny's hair had been tied back in a ponytail to pull her hair off her face for the morning treatments. With her hair pulled back, Eve could appreciate Penny's fine bone structure. Her eyes were even prettier than before with her eyelashes being tinted. Her arched eyebrows had been finely trimmed in a classic style. Her cheeks were prettily pink, the blush caused by the oils and skin cleansers she had enjoyed in the morning.

Eve wasn't the only person gazing at Penny. Pete had now changed out of his Athena Spa uniform and was wearing the sporting attire that the male assistants wore in the warm areas of the spa like the pool, the gym and the massage rooms. This was a white vest cut off at the shoulders and white jogging pants. He was gazing lasciviously at the gorgeous housewife who filled out her bathrobe with her big breasts and firm round ass.

Penny didn't notice his lustful staring, but did observe how well the sporting clothing fitted his slim figure. She also failed to observe the likeness between him and his older sister, probably because he had dark hair whereas hers was dyed blonde

Penny felt that she'd had enough alcohol, but sipped the glass of champagne intermittently so as not to offend Eve.

"Right" said Eve, looking at her notes, "you are to have the full body rubdown with deep massage. I am afraid that James, your masseur, has been delayed a few minutes as he's giving an interview to the New York Times."

"What! A man?" Penny gasped.

Penny could see that Eve looked slightly irritated and Eve's voice sounded tight as she replied, seemingly astonished at the question.

"Mrs. Clarke, James is the ultimate professional. Your husband asked for him in particular as he had seen his references and the recommendations of national women politicians, film actresses, female athletes etc. The full body rubdown with deep massage really requires the strength of a man's hands. Mr. Clarke was adamant he wanted James, even though James is very expensive. In fact I think, after the next article appears in the New York Times, James's rates will be out of the reach of his usual local clients."

Penny's worry, about having a male person massaging her, disappeared quickly as her embarrassment at having questioned his suitability overwhelmed her.

"I'm so sorry. I never meant to -". Her voice trailed off as she blushed with humiliation.

Eve just nodded at Penny's apology. "Drink up," she said briskly, "I'll get you set up in the massage room."

After Penny had hurriedly gulped down the rest of her drink, she followed Eve into the room. There was a mirror covering one of the walls, which made the room seem larger.

Indicating a hook on the wall, Eve picked up a towel and instructed Penny to take her bathrobe off and lie on the couch. Penny nervously did so, feeling very naked and vulnerable until Eve draped the towel over her. The towel covered her body from the top of her breasts down to about four inches above the knees.

Muttering "Your massage will start shortly," Eve left the room, leaving Penny to lie there in expectation.

Outside Jim was waiting wearing the same style of white vest and white jogging pants as Pete. Walking up to him Eve said, "Now just remember that I've told her that you've just been giving an interview to the New York Times, so make something up that sounds good. Oh and don't rush the massage. She's gorgeous and I know you'll want to get to the sex as quickly as possible, but take your time and you'll really be able to make the most of her."

Jim nodded and went quickly into the Massage Room. Walking up to Penny he said, "Mrs. Clarke, I'm so sorry to be delayed. You know what these journalists are like, just wanting to ask one more question. It's funny, I think he could have written his piece without me telling him anything. He had heard a lot of reviews from my clients. It was almost embarrassing. I didn't realize that Scarlett Johansson had been so complimentary about me."

Penny felt impressed but before she could say anything Jim continued, "Now, Mr. Clarke has given me specific instructions of what he wants me to do so let's get started."

As he had been speaking, Penny had turned her head towards him. She could see that he was a young man in his early twenties. He was handsome, not in a traditional way, but in the gaze of his bedroom eyes and winning smile that women find so attractive.

She could also see his athletic build and, for a fraction of a second, a picture of Arthur's scrawny body flashed up in her mind as comparison. She noticed that James's build was similar to the teenager she had seen earlier, but James was a lot more muscularly developed.

As James had finished speaking he had quickly moved behind her head and started massaging her temple, letting his fingers stroke down her cheeks to her neck.

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Arthur opened the video from the Athena Spa with interest. The first thing he saw was his wife, lying on her back on the massage table. There was no one else in the room. He could hear the light whir of the air conditioning unit and guessed that she was waiting for the start of her massage. He was puzzled on why they should send a video to him, but then thought it was perhaps because he had paid for the VIP day.

He thought of the masseuse who would be entering the room and putting her hands on his wife's body and found that he was getting a boner at the thought. He quickly undid his pants and pushed them off so he could jack himself off as he watched the massage. Then his life turned upside down.

The person walking into the room was not a woman but a man, a masseur, and in horror he realized his wife's masseur was Jim. What the hell was going on?

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Jim let his fingers move smoothly over Penny's face. He knew the ladies always appreciated this starting technique. It was not as intimate or threatening as a grasp of their body but, at the same time, was relaxing. He grinned as he saw her eyes closing with the restful pressure of his hands on her head. Penny's hair dangled in her pony tail off the end of the table.

Without taking his hands off Penny's skin, he trailed his fingers down her neck, over her shoulders and down her arm to her finger tips. Pressing his thumbs into the palm of her hand he massaged her hand and slowly worked his way up her arm to her shoulder. He then went to her other hand and repeated the maneuver.

Penny was feeling extremely relaxed. A sense of wellbeing seemed to flow from her head to her fingertips. The thought that she was being massaged by this strong handsome man, whom Arthur had personally requested and then given specific instructions to, was exciting. She had never experienced before a man's hands being in such contact with her skin.

Jim spent quite a few minutes on Penny's arms before moving down the table and massaging her toes. Jim noticed that Penny's cheeks, which were already pink from her earlier treatments, were already going even pinker from the effects of his hands on her body. He guessed that other areas where she was sensitive would also be starting to feel the effects.

"Are you Ok Mrs. Clarke?" Jim muttered softly. "I'm following your husband's instructions carefully."

Penny just murmured a low acknowledgement as Jim used his thumbs to press the insoles of her feet and began working his way up her leg, stopping at the hemline of her towel. Having then repeated the massage on her other leg, he now asked her to turn over, lifting the towel fractionally above her so that she could turn without exposing herself.

He started with her shoulders and the tops of her arms, then moved down her back, concentrating on the muscles either side of the spine. He then quickly moved down to her legs.

As Penny had turned over, she had been looking forward to Jim working on her calf muscles. She assumed that he wouldn't do much with her thighs, as they were mostly under the towel, but she was mistaken. As soon as he had worked his way up to her knees, his hands continued and she found that he was massaging her thighs under her towel.

As his fingers kneaded her thigh muscles, Jim said in a low assuring voice, "I can feel you're relaxed Mrs. Clarke, which is good. I'm trying to ensure that I massage all the parts of your body that your husband mentioned to me. I am now going on to the gluteal muscles."

Penny had forgotten where her gluteal muscles were until Jim's hands slid up from her thighs to her buttocks. She automatically tensed as he grasped her ass but began relaxing quickly as his strong fingers went to work. His thumbs started brushing down the crack of her ass and she gasped whenever a thumb touched her sphincter. He seemed to be working on her ass for a long period until he stopped and asked her to turn over again.

Jim smiled to himself as Penny turned over. His squeezing of her ass had really stimulated her. Her sensitive areas, like her nostrils and ear lobes, were beginning to look rosy. He knew that her nipples would also be starting to become inflamed.

Penny had never felt such intimacy from a man, other than her husband, as when Jim had massaged her buttocks. Now it seemed perfectly natural that, as Jim started smoothly stroking her upper chest, his hands should move down and start including the top of her breasts within his stroking movements, his hands slipping under the top couple of inches of the towel.

The hands were now moving in a circular motion, starting just below her neck, moving round to just under her right armpit, then across her chest to just under her other armpit, and then back up to her neck. As his hands moved round, the bottom part of the circle became lower, so that he was stroking more and more of her breasts.

She found that her breath was becoming shorter and she gasped as eventually his fingers brushed over her nipples. Her eyes were closed as she found she was willing him to touch them again. This time, rather than a light brush, he flattened his hands so that his whole palms brushed against her nipples, which were now achingly sensitive.

Jim's smile grew wider as he noticed that Penny was now pressing her legs together, squeezing her clitoris as much as she could. He had somehow now managed to push the towel off completely without Penny noticing. Suddenly he stopped and Penny froze, waiting for his next move. She was beginning to realize that James was going a lot further than her husband intended, but at that moment she didn't want to think about her husband. All she wanted was to feel Jim's hands on her breasts again.

The sensation of the oil splashing on her breasts made her open her eyes. Above her, Jim was pouring a thin stream of oil from a bottle onto her breasts and then moving the stream down her stomach to her pubic area. As he put the bottle down, he turned away from Penny and gripped the bottom of his vest and pulled it over his head.

Penny, without thinking about why Jim had stripped to his waist, found herself gazing admiringly at his triangular torso and rippling back muscles.

In one motion Jim turned around and placed both hands firmly on her breasts, grasping them and mauling them. His fingers concentrated on her ripe strawberry nipples, squeezing and rubbing them between his thumbs and fingers.

Penny was shocked and ashamed at herself as she realized this was precisely what she was hoping he would do. She'd noticed that he'd stopped saying that he was following the instructions of her husband. She was aghast at the thought of what Arthur would feel if he knew about what her masseur was doing, but then Arthur would never know. The feeling in her breasts was fabulous and she couldn't help squeezing her thighs together tighter and tighter to grip her pussy. She would make sure that this intimacy would not go any further. In the meantime she decided to just appreciate it.

Jim was really enjoying himself. He was squeezing her wonderful big breasts and although he saw her slightly tense up when he started massaging them, she had quickly relaxed. She was beginning to do little moans which he could tell was in time with when she squeezed her legs together. He was eager to push a hand between her legs, but told himself to wait until her moans were louder.

Penny had her eyes screwed tightly shut, enjoying her wonderful sexual feelings when Jim picked his moment to slide the fingers of his right hand over her stomach and between her legs. This time Penny gave a little scream of "Noooo!"

Her startled eyes opened staring at him, her expression pleading for him to stop, but her arms made no attempt to drag his hand away. Jim's fingers rubbed her clitoris which was engorged with sexual excitement, as she started involuntarily moaning in her sexual pleasure.

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Arthur had been watching the development of the seduction of his wife with increasing horror, dreading Jim's next move. Yet all the time he had, without thinking, been slowly rubbing his cock. When Jim grasped his wife's wonderful big breasts, Arthur screamed in horror, but started jacking himself at the same time. When Jim slid his hand between Penny's legs, Arthur was almost crying in his distress as his jacking became more feverish. He dreaded where this was heading.

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Having finally admitted to herself that she was not going to drag Jim's hand away from between her legs, Penny now was desperate for him to really massage her sex organs. However, Jim had other ideas. Instead of really working her pussy, he kept his fingers relatively still, just moving them imperceptibly. Penny was being kept on the brink of fulfillment. Then she was aware that he had moved his left hand off her breast. She heard a rustle of clothing and then Jim pulled her head towards him, turning it so that she was gazing at his erect cock.

Penny stared unbelievingly at the size of the phallus in front of her eyes. She was still moaning from the pleasure she was feeling between her legs, but her eyes were gazing incredulously at Jim's boner.

She murmured "It's so big, so big!"

Gradually she found her mouth being drawn by Jim's hand on the back of her head towards that shiny helmet. Almost in a dream, she opened her mouth and slid her lips around it. She was mesmerized by the savory taste of that hot mushroom head in her mouth and she started exploring its contours and crevices with her tongue. At the same time she opened her legs a few inches inviting Jim's fingers to rub her pussy more.

Now it was Jim's turn to start moaning. Penny's tongue was exquisite as it roamed around his knob head. She heard his moans getting even louder as she licked the tender underside so she automatically licked him even harder on that sensitive spot. In return Jim teased her juicy clitoris even more, but not so much as to allow her to reach her climax.

Penny felt she was in a world far from reality, but she started coming to her senses as Jim pulled out of her mouth and took his hand out from between her legs. He quickly edged himself around the table to the foot and, grasping her ankles in each hand pulled her down to the edge of the massage bed and pushed her legs apart, positioning his boner at her entrance.

Her gasp of "no" sounded unconvincing even to herself and Jim smiled as he slid his cock inside her a few inches.

Penny's scream was a mixture of horror at his penetration of her and the agonizing sexual ecstasy of having a big cock inside her.

Jim playfully just nudged his boner back and forth as Penny sobbed "Please, Please", begging him to go deeper as she desperately started thrusting her hips up towards him.

Jim continued his teasing, not allowing her to pull his cock more inside her. He wanted her to be his groveling slut.

"Tell me you want my big cock inside you Mrs. Clarke," he said smugly.

Penny was overcome with desperation and screamed, "I WANT YOUR GREAT BIG FUCKING COCK INSIDE ME, YOU BASTARD!!"

Jim laughed delightedly and thrust hard and it was as she felt his big boner stabbing deeper inside her that Penny had her first orgasm and let out a high pitched shriek.

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Arthur's face was white as he gazed appalled at the screen. He recognized Penny's orgasmic shriek, remembering resentfully that he had only ever heard it once before. He was feeling very bitter; so much for her saying that the size of his cock was unimportant. Nevertheless, despite his horror at the scene, he had been jacking himself vigorously and as his wife climaxed, Arthur was shooting cum that splattered over his screen.

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Jim now had Penny at his mercy. His hands were keeping her legs forced apart as he slammed his cock in right up to the hilt. He bent his head forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth. As Jim thrust into her again and again, there was no delay between the end of Penny's orgasm and the start of the buildup to her next one.

Jim's mouth moved from sucking her nipples to her mouth and she eagerly wrestled tongues with him as she was fucked remorselessly. Penny was pushing her hips back towards him, loving the feeling of his cock stretching the insides of her pussy. Pretty soon she was cumming again, but this time Jim could hold back no longer and, as she was shrieking, he was groaning loudly as he shot his hot jizz deep inside her.

After a couple of seconds of lying there, Jim pulled out and rolled off the table to stand beside her. Penny gazed at him and marveled at his physique and his cock which was still erect. Excitedly she pushed herself off the table and, grabbing Jim's shoulders, pushed him back onto it. She then climbed across him and determinedly lowered herself onto his still hard cock, groaning as she slid down the hard meaty staff.

Jim groaned in delight as Penny commenced thrusting her hips, fucking him hard. She never wanted this ecstasy to end. There was, she now believed, nothing so good for a woman as having a big cock inside her. Just then she saw Pete enter the room.

He was naked and Penny could now see what a beautiful lithe, but muscular, teenage boy he was. His slimness made his boner seem even bigger as he smiled at her and walked around the back of her. He pushed her head forward so that she was leaning over kissing James as she continued to fuck him. But now she felt oil being poured down the crack of her ass. She went to pull up from Jim, but Jim held her steady as Pete's fingers probed her asshole.

Penny wasn't afraid of what was happening. She had complete confidence that whatever the men intended to do to her, she was going to enjoy it. Now she knew what her next experience would be as she felt Pete's cock pushing firmly inside her.

Pete had never fucked such a beautiful ass before and very quickly he was moaning and fucking her hard. Penny was feeling an even higher level of sexual intensity. She now knew that there was something even better for a woman than having a big cock inside her and that was having two cocks inside her.

Glancing in the mirror on the opposite wall, Penny could see the full scene of her sexual enslavement. Pete had grabbed her ponytail and was pulling her head so that she was facing upwards. This was causing her back to arch and lifting her buttocks, presenting them even more for Pete's hips to slap against as he fucked her hot asshole. With her head and chest lifted, Jim had raised his hands to squeeze her tits.

The feeling of her body being ravished and the erotic sight of the scene in the mirror took Penny over the edge. This orgasm was the best yet. Her shrieking and screaming carried on for a whole minute. Jim and Pete climaxed almost simultaneously, spurting their jizz inside the most beautiful woman either of them had ever fucked.

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Arthur was looking at the screen and sobbing. He'd never been so upset in his life and he had never cum so much in his life. His jizz was dripping off the screen onto the computer keyboard. He was upset but at the same time was thinking of how he could now take advantage of Penny's liberated mindset. He told himself that he still had a beautiful wife and he was going to make the most of her as soon as he got home.

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Penny was being driven home by Eve. She had never felt so guilty as she did now. How could she have been so unfaithful to Arthur?

Eve was aware of the cause of Penny's silence, but she didn't say anything until they turned into Penny's road.

"Mrs. Clarke I think you need to know that your husband has a gambling problem that he hasn't told you about. If I were you I would check that Trust Fund of yours."

Penny was staring uncomprehendingly at Eve as the car drew up outside her house. As Penny went to get out of the car, Eve passed her a card.

"That is the address of my brothers, Jim and Pete, whom you got to know very intimately in the massage room. I know they would be delighted to put you up if you were looking for somewhere to stay."

Penny walked into the house and went immediately to her computer. The first thing she did was to write an email to Arthur.

'That was the most wonderful extraordinary anniversary present that a woman could ever had. You have opened my eyes to what's important.'

Next she examined her Trust Fund statements. She could see immediately that Arthur had been taking money out almost on a monthly basis for the last two years. There were some small extractions, but others were quite large. Penny gritted her teeth.

Three hours later Penny drew up in a cab outside Jim's house. The cab driver helped her with her three suitcases to the door. Pete opened the door and looked at her in surprise.

"J-Jim's out at the moment Mrs. Clarke," he stuttered.

"That's all right," said Penny, pushing Pete ahead of her, "we can start without him."

Ten minutes later, Pete was lying back on the couch while Penny knelt on the floor deep throating him.

Two days later Arthur arrived home to an empty house and a note on the hall table.

'Dear Arthur, You are a thieving bastard and I have left you for good. By the way, I now know that size does matter.'