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A couples massage at a luxury spa results in a surprise happy ending.
As we made the short drive to the five star country spa resort I had booked as a birthday treat for my wife, I was looking forward to a relaxing day away from the kids before returning to the daily grind on Monday. It had been my wife’s 34th birthday earlier in the week and I was definitely in her good books for arranging a spa day - she’s always saying how much she needs a proper massage. Little did I know it would turn out to be such a memorable experience.

We walked into the resort reception, taking in the beauty and elegance of the historic country manor as we sipped the complimentary champagne - it was clearly a high class establishment. It was then down to the changing rooms to slip into the soft robes provided before making our way to the massage rooms. As part of the package we would receive a relaxing, full body couples massage. The room was bathed in candle light, petals adorned the two massage tables and faint, soothing music filled the air. It was a truly romantic setting. We were greeted by our massage therapists and engaged in pleasantries. Both of the masseuses were slim and attractive, I’d say one was mid twenties and the other early thirties. They asked that we de-robe, saying it was up to us whether we felt more comfortable with or without underwear. As they left the room my wife came over, pulled my head down, softly kissed me and whispered “thank you honey, this is going to be great”. We stripped naked, laid face down on the massage tables and draped over the towels to protect our modesty.

The masseuses returned, adjusted our towels and asked how we like our massages. I went for medium and my wife asked for hard, particularly on the shoulders. A warm oil was poured over my back and soft, delicate hands glided across every inch, almost melting into my skin. She continued to massage my back and shoulders with brilliant technique as I drifted into a state of complete relaxation. It was time for her to switch attention to my legs, needing my calfs and hamstrings. Her fingers started to gradually explore a little further up, working underneath the towel to rub my glutes, stroking back down my inner thighs. I’d zoned out to the point where I’d forgotten my wife was in the same room. That was until those strokes down the inner thigh turned into brushes of my balls. I stayed still, thinking she is just doing a thorough job and touching my balls accidentally. After all this is a professional massage in an award winning spa, not a seedy parlour. But the brushes kept happening and the rubbing of my glutes crept deeper towards my crack. I found myself enjoying it, the thrill of being touched whilst my wife was laying just feet away from me was starting to make me hard. I shifted slightly to open my legs a little. The masseuse became even bolder with her strokes - they were beginning to feel more than accidental brushes, her fingers seemed to linger on my balls.

My heart skipped a beat. The masseuses had asked us both to flip over. My cock was hard and a feeling of horror ran through my head - not only was my masseuse going to see that I was very pleased with her intimate strokes but my wife and her masseuse would also see that I’d been enjoying myself a little too much. I tried to suppress my erection and began to slowly turn my body. To my relief, my wife then asked her masseuse to continue on her legs for a little longer - that would give me a bit more time to get rid of the tent in the towel that was about to be made. I laid flat on my back and the tented towel was clear to see for both masseuses. She lent over and began to massage my chest, making eye contact and displaying a smile on her face which showed she knew exactly what she was doing and was getting a kick out of it. I glanced down at my erection and then back at her before mouthing an apology. I closed my eyes and tried my best to avert my attention but couldn’t get rid of my erection before my wife turned. She definitely noticed - it was right there for all to see. I braced myself for her screams but nothing came. After a few minutes I opened my eyes and looked across to my wife, she laid there with her eyes closed and seemed so calm. My chest was done and the masseuse moved down to finish on my legs but didn’t make any moves under the towel this time. Our massages came to an end and the masseuses stepped out to let us dress. I tried to play it cool and asked my wife if she enjoyed her massage. She said “it was great, but it looks like you enjoyed it a little too much!”. I began to stutter an apology, “I’m so sorry, I couldn’t help it, she was touching me under the towel”.

My wife stood up and before could get any more words out, she pulled the towel off my lap, exposing my now soft cock. Without saying anything she knelt infront of me, opened her mouth and began to suck my cock. I couldn’t believe it. I was hard instantly as she licked up and down. There was a knock at the door - my wife responded with “just a minute” before returning to suck my cock. She hasn’t given me a blowjob like this for years, she was taking me balls deep. I couldn’t last any longer and came in her mouth. She swallowed without even stopping to take a breath and carried on sucking a little longer. She stood up, pulled me up by the hand and said “now it’s you’re turn to make me cum”. I was shocked - “wow! where did that come from?”. My wife wrapped her robe around herself and said “you weren’t the only one being touched under the towel”.

To be continued...
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