DAVE
Even as I felt my hands gliding down the firm soft skin of her back I couldn't believe this was happening. Watching my hands massaging her small back until they reached the naked swell of her tiny ass I was mesmerized. Even though I knew it wouldn't be going beyond this massage I was enjoying it. You see, or maybe you don't see, this woman beneath my hands wasn't my wife. She was one of my wife's co-workers by the name of Jade.
Slowly and carefully I worked the knots out of her muscles, enjoying being able to help this beautiful woman relax. My hands knew what to do so my mind was free to wander, and wander it did. I found myself remembering what had happened earlier that day to lead to Jade laying nude on a towel on our apartment floor as my wife looked on.
It had started when we were getting ready to leave work and head home. Marge told me she would be delayed for a couple of minutes as she finished taking care of one of her patients, but she asked if I could help one of her co-workers.
"Dave, Jade has one hell of a headache. Can you work on her neck and see what you can do to help her?"
"Sure" I told my wife almost drooling at the thought of just getting a chance to touch Jade. Marge knew I was attracted to Jade, even though she was about ten years older than I was.
Jade was a tiny Oriental woman who stood about five feet tall and had that timeless beauty only the women from the Far East have.
As Marge walked away she stopped long enough to whisper in her friends ear. As I walked up Jade turned, looked at me and smiled slightly. Stepping up behind her as she sat at the Nurses station I leaned down and whispered in her ear.
"Okay Jade, just relax."
As I was saying this I touched her for the first time. Even as I thrilled at this I gently tipped her head forward while telling her to push her shoulders down. Resting my hands on her shoulders at the base of her neck I gently started rubbing. I could feel how tight her shoulders were and knew where her headache was coming from. To say her muscles were tied in knots would be an understatement. I didn't find a knot in her muscles, I found a muscle in among the knots.
Slowly I worked on her shoulders and neck. I could feel her muscles slowly relaxing as I worked. What startled me though was her quiet moans as I massaged her. The feel of her body beneath my hands and the sounds she was making caused a reaction in me as well. To tell the truth I was glad she was leaning away from me, that way I wouldn't get embarrassed. By the time Marge was done and walking towards us twenty minutes had passed. As I watched my wife coming over to us I was surprised to feel Jade shudder beneath my hands as she moaned quietly.
"Are you two ready?" My wife asked as she came up to us.
Hearing this Jade sat up and shrugged her shoulders as she turned around with an abashed grin on her face.
"Oh yeah, that felt great." She told my wife.
As I stepped back and away to get my things I watched as my wife sat next to Jade. They whispered together for several minutes then I saw my wife nod and smile as she stood up. As she came up to me Marge turned and smiled at Jade. By the time we got home Marge was smiling and joking with me about how she had noticed I had been turned on by rubbing Jades shoulders. I couldn't argue with her, she must have seen how I had reacted. I wondered though if she had noticed how her friend had reacted to my massage.
About six-thirty that evening right after she had received a call on her cell phone Marge mentioned that I should take a quick shower. While I knew it was hot out, and I was getting slightly gamy I didn't think I was that bad. By the time I had finished my shower and had dried off, (yes it took her more than a little while to convince me to take the shower,) I could hear her talking with someone in the living room. Throwing on a pair of shorts I wandered out to see who she was talking with. To my surprise there was Jade sitting on our Futon, still wearing her Scrubs, and chatting happily with my wife. I couldn't believe or understand this, but without missing a beat I said hi then went behind the counter in our kitchen to start making dinner. Thankfully dinner was a simple one. Chicken Stir Fry.
I should mention here that my wife and I lived in a rather small apartment. The kitchen was more of a Galley than a kitchen, but it still had enough counter space for me to cook in. (The rest of the apartment consisted of a living room and a bedroom with a bathroom off the bedroom.)