Like a year ago I posted that my wife had connected with a fit black man (I’ll call him T) that’s a massage therapist at a place near us. Things escalated from one week until the next. She saw him regularly for a few months, but only at his work. (He’s not exactly single so they only hooked up when she came in for massages.)

After a few months, he stopped working there and apparently moved a few hours away.

She stopped going for massages after that because, hey, it was never really about the massage.

Fast forward to last week, she was complaining about tension in her neck so she booked an appointment. As she checked out after the massage, the reception let her know that T was back and working there again if she wanted to book with him again in the future.

My wife of course opted not to tell me this news, until just now, when she came back from a massage and insisted on sucking my cock while she told me all about the x-rated little reunion she had with T this morning.