A Wall Between Us

Both my wife and I were feeling very stressed over the last few weeks, as our kids were tiring us out. We finally got the opportunity to leave them with a friend for a few hours on short notice, so I frantically started searching for day spas, as I know my wife loves getting a massage. I always join her, and after we usually hop into a hot tub for a wind down.

I searched and searched but unfortunately everywhere was booked out. Then I stumbled across a spa a little drive away, and it seemed like the ratings were pretty good. I booked it in, and was relieved, telling my wife that she was in for a nice day of pampering.

We had about thirty minutes until we had to leave, so I thought I would have a read about the parlour we were going to. Funnily enough, I looked at the reviews and the list of therapists and noticed quite a lot of guy's names. Every massage we had gotten, only had women. This was going to be interesting as my wife hasn't been naked in front of another man, let alone been touched.

A few months ago I'd even brought up the idea of her having a nice massage by a man with me in the room and she looked at me with disgust that I would want such a thing.

My wife walked into the room, and asked what I qas up to. I said 'nothing' and closed my phone. Before long it was time to get the kids in the car and drive them to our friends' house. We gave them a big kiss and hopped back into the car. My wife immediately asked me where we were going, in which I replied about the day spa. She was very excited but a bit concerned that she hadn't waxed the last few hairs on her pussy. I told her not to worry.

We arrived at the day spa at 1pm and were seated by the receptionist and given some tea. She asked if we had been there before, and then spoke us through the procedure. She asked us to undress in the locker room and to come out in our robes and slippers. She didn't give any instructions on underwear, so we did the usual and wore them. My wife took off her bra, exposing her beautiful size C perky tits. I couldn't bare not to give them a cheeky bite before we went back into the open. She was even wearing a sexy pair of lace black panties, which felt nice and wet to me. I looked at her and asked "what are you so excited about?" She just have me a cheeky smile and responded, "don't get jealous, you know I'm not into females."

We came back out of the locker room and as we exited, the receptionist led us down the hallway. Funnily enough, we were near each other but separated by a wall. There was no music and all of a sudden the place seemed a little unsettling to me wife. She looked at me and asked if I wanted to leave, but I said it should be fine. The receptionist came back and asked us to disrobe and if we wanted to, to cover ourselves with a towel. We were a little confused, but as her English was a little broken, we assumed she just meant to cover ourselves with the towel and await her return.

We both lay down, separated by the large wall. We couldn't see each other, but could easily speak and hear each other. I asked her if she was excited, but she seemed a little hesitant and uneasy.

I lay face down, and all of a sudden heard my wife gasp a little. Then I heard a voice "Hello, I'm Raymond. I'll be massaging you today." I didn't know what to think. My wife hadn't stormed out and I was unsure why. Either she was too shocked, or didn't want to get up and expose her tasty breasts. The next thing I knew my therapist had come in. Another male, which I wasn't phased at all at. "Hi, I'm Tom. I'll be your therapist today."

The massages began and I could hear my wife being rubbed down on the other side of the wall. I was curious if the massueses had a routine they followed. Because if they did, then my wife was also getting her hamstrings rubbed down at the moment. I pictured her there, lying down as stiff as a log. But then all of a sudden, I heard some gentle moans. Moans of pleasure and relaxation.

I didn't know what to think. But without realising it, my cock was throbbing. All of a sudden Tom asked me to turn over, and embarrassingly I did and apologised for my raging 8 inch boner. He looked at me and smiled. He started to move his hand towards me when I froze and said, "Oh. Sorry I'm not into that."

He looked at me perplexed before hearing the light moaning coming from next door. "Ah. I know what you'll like." I lay there and watched Tom exit our side of the wall, to the other side. Then I heard another gasp from my wife, before she settled back into her moans. This time they were getting louder.

I got right up and peered to her side. She lay there, legs wide open with no panties on. Her throbbing wet pussy wide open and the two muscular men rubbing their big hands up her leg, brushing her pussy lips while their other hands pinched her nipples.

She was dripping. She wanted cock. I headed into the next room and looked at her. She caught a glimpse of me looking shocked, as if forgetting I was right next door. "Oh honey I'm so sorry."

I looked back at her and said, "It's ok. Enjoy."

I sat in the chair in the corner of the room, watching as the gentle massage started turning more furious. Their hands getting rougher, and rubbing her clit so fast. Before I knew it, I was holding one of her legs open along with Raymond holding the other. Tom used his big fingers to finger fuck my sexy milf wife until she squirted all over the massage table.

The masseuses stopped and said that they hoped she enjoyed her massage, before leaving us in the room alone. Both my wife and I weren't done yet, so I decided to stick my rock hard cock inside of her warm wet hole, nice and loosened from Tom's huge fingers. I'd never seen my wife being able to cum twice so closely together, but as I shot my huge load into her she let out another big scream.

I guess she did want that massage after all. I wonder if we'll be back.