Straight Female / 42
My Husbands Fantasy Involves Me Having Sex With Another Man
My husband has had this fantasy for most of our marriage about me having sex with another man. We have even been in situations where he intentionally, I think, left me in a situation where something could happen. But I've never been comfortable with it.
Anyway, I'm a bigger girl, curvy some would say. I'm in shape though. I go to the gym 3 or 4 days a week, I belong to this boutique fitness club with all of the amenities. I have a personal trainer who has always been flirty with me and my husband loves to hear about it. Sometimes he has me make up stories about doing something with him. Again, it's always been too weird. I'm not a prude, but I would never throw myself at my personal trainer, or any guy.
So this happened back in October. I booked my regular workout with my personal trainer and a massage afterwards. The massage therapists change often. I think they use a service. You can get a chair massage or a table massage which includes either, relaxation, deep tissue or ther**eutic. I usually request a female masseuse but this time there was only this guy in maybe his 30's. They normal say something like undress to your level of comfort, but this guy told me to, "take off all of your clothes". I was a little shocked. He had an accent, maybe Eastern European. He was handsome and I have to admit it was a little exciting. Until her got in to the room and I was wearing nothing but a towel. Then I started having some reservations, but he went right to work and I started to feel comfortable again.
I was about halfway through the massage that he spread my legs apart and his hand started running up my inner thigh, really close to my crotch. "Is this OK?" he asked me just as his hand brushed my crotch. I felt all the excitement, my body got really hot and started to tingle. Instead of answering, I think I let out a moan. My husband came to mind and I was going to stop this. But then I told myself that this is what he wanted. Still I felt guilty, but only for a moment. His hand was now permanently in my crotch, rubbing up and the crack of my butt and back down to the very top of my crotch. I could feel myself soaking wet and having little orgasms or one long one. I'm not sure. The towel was still covering my butt by barely. He pulled it off completely and with two smacks on my ass cheek, he said, "time to roll over". Usually they hold the towel up for you to roll over and look away, but not him. He was staring right at me. I was naked and I felt compelled to do what he told me. I rolled over covering my boobs without thinking about it. He gently grabbed my arms and put them down by my sides. He smiled and said to me "they're lovely".
He put lotion on his hands and began to massage my breasts. He was leaning over me and I felt him rub his erection on my upper arm several times. He worked his way south again and began massaging my pelvis. He massaged and rubbed all around my vagina and without even touching it, he made me cum. It was long and I am loud. Then he he started rubbing my clitoris and I immediately came again. He was sliding his fingers in and out of me and he took my hand and put it on his crotch. He was hard and it felt huge. I just kept cumming until I was almost comatose. When I opened my eyes, he had his pants down and and was masturbating. "I want to cum on your tits!", he told me. "Cum baby!", I told him and he immediately started ejaculating all over my breasts, my face and in my hair. I reached over and massaged the last of his cum out out.
He cleaned himself up, went and got a towel and cleaned me up. He helped me up still nude and escorted me over to the shower, already running, attached to the massage room. I showered and thought about how I was going to tell my husband what happened. When I got out of the shower the masseuse was gone and as I exited the room, my trainer was there. He had a big smile and asked me if I enjoyed myself. I must have been thinking a little slow, because it felt awkward but didn't occur to me until the drive home. Everyone in the hallway could hear me and knew what happened. I was suddenly super embarrassed. My trainer has been extra flirty since and made a few comments to the effect of being a "stand-in masseuse". I never saw the masseuse from that night again.
As for my husband, he knew something was up as soon as I got home because I never wash my hair at the gym. I came home with wet hair that night because I had to wash the cum out. After confessing to him, he has been pressuring me to go for a couples massage. I told him I will but can't promise that anything will happen. It was all spur of the moment and it was the first time in almost twenty years of marriage.
Anyway, I'm a bigger girl, curvy some would say. I'm in shape though. I go to the gym 3 or 4 days a week, I belong to this boutique fitness club with all of the amenities. I have a personal trainer who has always been flirty with me and my husband loves to hear about it. Sometimes he has me make up stories about doing something with him. Again, it's always been too weird. I'm not a prude, but I would never throw myself at my personal trainer, or any guy.
So this happened back in October. I booked my regular workout with my personal trainer and a massage afterwards. The massage therapists change often. I think they use a service. You can get a chair massage or a table massage which includes either, relaxation, deep tissue or ther**eutic. I usually request a female masseuse but this time there was only this guy in maybe his 30's. They normal say something like undress to your level of comfort, but this guy told me to, "take off all of your clothes". I was a little shocked. He had an accent, maybe Eastern European. He was handsome and I have to admit it was a little exciting. Until her got in to the room and I was wearing nothing but a towel. Then I started having some reservations, but he went right to work and I started to feel comfortable again.
I was about halfway through the massage that he spread my legs apart and his hand started running up my inner thigh, really close to my crotch. "Is this OK?" he asked me just as his hand brushed my crotch. I felt all the excitement, my body got really hot and started to tingle. Instead of answering, I think I let out a moan. My husband came to mind and I was going to stop this. But then I told myself that this is what he wanted. Still I felt guilty, but only for a moment. His hand was now permanently in my crotch, rubbing up and the crack of my butt and back down to the very top of my crotch. I could feel myself soaking wet and having little orgasms or one long one. I'm not sure. The towel was still covering my butt by barely. He pulled it off completely and with two smacks on my ass cheek, he said, "time to roll over". Usually they hold the towel up for you to roll over and look away, but not him. He was staring right at me. I was naked and I felt compelled to do what he told me. I rolled over covering my boobs without thinking about it. He gently grabbed my arms and put them down by my sides. He smiled and said to me "they're lovely".
He put lotion on his hands and began to massage my breasts. He was leaning over me and I felt him rub his erection on my upper arm several times. He worked his way south again and began massaging my pelvis. He massaged and rubbed all around my vagina and without even touching it, he made me cum. It was long and I am loud. Then he he started rubbing my clitoris and I immediately came again. He was sliding his fingers in and out of me and he took my hand and put it on his crotch. He was hard and it felt huge. I just kept cumming until I was almost comatose. When I opened my eyes, he had his pants down and and was masturbating. "I want to cum on your tits!", he told me. "Cum baby!", I told him and he immediately started ejaculating all over my breasts, my face and in my hair. I reached over and massaged the last of his cum out out.
He cleaned himself up, went and got a towel and cleaned me up. He helped me up still nude and escorted me over to the shower, already running, attached to the massage room. I showered and thought about how I was going to tell my husband what happened. When I got out of the shower the masseuse was gone and as I exited the room, my trainer was there. He had a big smile and asked me if I enjoyed myself. I must have been thinking a little slow, because it felt awkward but didn't occur to me until the drive home. Everyone in the hallway could hear me and knew what happened. I was suddenly super embarrassed. My trainer has been extra flirty since and made a few comments to the effect of being a "stand-in masseuse". I never saw the masseuse from that night again.
As for my husband, he knew something was up as soon as I got home because I never wash my hair at the gym. I came home with wet hair that night because I had to wash the cum out. After confessing to him, he has been pressuring me to go for a couples massage. I told him I will but can't promise that anything will happen. It was all spur of the moment and it was the first time in almost twenty years of marriage.
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