My husband organized a special weekend massage session for us because we have been working a lot lately. It was fun because the masseuse was supposed to come home so we could have the massage. Before the session, my husband received a call. I only heard him say.: “ yeah, it’s OK, don’t worry, a male masseuse will be fine for her.” after he hung up, I asked him what he was talking about, and he mentioned me that one of the messeuses was sick and a male one will do my service because he won’t let him have one by a man. I was like, OK, it’s OK.

When they arrived, they noticed that both were good-looking and had great bodies. I thought they were young, and they did this as a hobby. They settled down and organized everything, and when they were about to start, they asked us to go and get change, wear a bathrobe, and only keep our underwear. My husband wore a pair of black boxers, and I wore a red lace thong, you can see it. We put our bathrobes on and went out. They were professional, so they left us alone while we positioned ourselves facing down to the table and with our towels covering our asses. We rang a bell, and when my husband rang it, he said: “ Babe, you will let him do whatever he wants to.” I initially didn’t understand it, so I said, “Yes, whatever.”

Then, the massage started. It was relaxing as they made us wear some eyelids and turn on modern-age music. Everything was normal. They rubbed our backs, and everything was so relaxing; after five minutes like this, I started noticing that he was pulling the toweldown, so my thong and my butt were halfway uncovered. I thought it was an accident until I felt it down on my thighs, and he had a pretty good view of me wearing a red lace thong and nothing else. I tried to pull it up again, but when I took it, I felt he pulled it and threw it to the floor. Then all started to make sense. He started rubbing my ass and passing his hands inside my thong.

After a while, I could tell how he was pulling my thong to decide so he could have a great look at my butt hole and my pussy and even slightly touch it. I started to be turned on. He was a great masseuse, by the way. After a few minutes, He whispered in my ear: “Could you turn around, please, so I can continue on the front part?” I was so turned on that I knew that when I would turn around, he would see me half-naked, only wearing a little thong.

I turned around as he started massaging my neck and covering my arms with oil it felt so god, and after he finished, he started feeling my breasts. I was all oily, and it felt amazing. After playing a little with my breasts, he asked if is that OK? I replied “yes, you can continue.”. By this time. I knew what this message was about because I was hearing my husband moaning, for what I supposed they were jerking him off.

He started messaging my belly, so I knew where he would go next. He began messaging me under my thong and teasing my pussy with his fingers; when I felt that, I instantly opened my legs so he could see my approval. When I did this, I felt how he grabbed my thong and gently pulled it down until I was completely naked.

He messaged my legs, my thighs, and then he was 100% focused on my pussy. He started opening my lips and playing with my clit until he started fingering me softly. I was so turned on that. I wanted him to fuck me, but when I mentioned to him that he could do it, my husband heard and said: “Sorry honey, that’s not in the package I bought. He can touch you until you cum.” so he did. It was amazing, and after we both cum, they packed her things and left….

I never thought there was a service like this in Florida. It was amazing, and my husband surprised me with it.