Massage from an Ex

My wife Penny and I met at college when I'd noticed her in lectures with her curly brunette hair, curvy figure and big ass. We flirted a little and soon started dating. She was my first girlfriend but she'd had more experience and she liked to tell me that she'd "taken my virginity" in jest. We were married within a few years and had a trusting, healthy relationship.

One evening 2 years into our marriage, Penny received an unexpected message while we were watching TV.

"Erm hey Chris. Bit awkward but Vince just messaged me," she said, smirking.

I couldn't remember who this was but she reminded me. Vince was her first boyfriend with whom she herself had lost her virginity. They'd had a short passionate relationship, which ended amicably as he moved house across the country. They'd rarely kept in touch since then.

The message read, "Hey P, guess who's back in town! Would be great to see that sweet ass of yours at some point. I'm sure you missed me and...the Big Show!"

"Wow," I said. "The Big Show?"

She laughed and said, "Yeah, that was what we called his dick. You know...like the wrestler?"

"Charming," I said, dryly.

"I don't think he knows I'm married! I can't believe he just messages after so long, basically for a booty call," she said, still shocked but noticeably blushing. "He's a nice guy really, he's just being silly with this text."

She replied back letting him know and he apologised. They then had a little catch up, messaging throughout the evening. He'd moved back to the area for a new job as a masseur at a nearby spa.

She asked if I'd be okay with him coming over for a drink.

"Really?" I said, raising my eyebrow. "After that first message?"

She laughed and said, "If you're not comfortable, I totally get it but he wouldn't do anything now he knows I'm married. He's just like an old friend really."

I very rarely got jealous and we had such a trusting and easy going relationship that I told her it was fine. After she arranged it with him, I asked her more about him. They'd hung out at school and at some point, found a spark between them which they acted on. They took every chance they got to attack each other. She told me gleefully how they'd secretly feel each other up in class or fuck behind the science labs at break. This was all before she became sensible, as she said. That night I asked her tongue-in-cheek if she wanted to meet me behind the labs and we had a long and sexy session.

The next week, Vince showed up after work on a Thursday evening with a bottle of cheap wine. He was a tall, somewhat muscly guy with an easy demeanor. We did the introductions and had a nice chat over drinks and some food. He was perfectly friendly and seemed genuinely embarrassed as I teased him about his text.

"I'm sure you of all people understand why the first thing I wanted to do was meet up with penny," he reasoned.

I said I didn't blame him and asked him what she was like all that time ago. He gave some embarrassing stories and alluded to their sexual escapades without being rude or inappropriate. Although they weren't flirting or anything, I could see an obvious connection and why they'd had such a physical relationship.

Soon we were talking about his job and he described how he did his training and now works full time at the spa as well as having private clients. I joked that I was practically a semi pro because Penny always had me rubbing some ache or pain of hers.

"Oi!" she said, mocking offence. "Don't complain too much or I'll ask my handsome ex boyfriend to do it instead!"

I laughed and joked that he was welcome but he probably didn't have enough free hours in the week.

"Anytime you want, I am happy to give you a completely professional massage, free of charge of course," he offered.

Penny waved him away, thanking him, before saying that her back had been killing all day so I would have to help her out later. I sighed at the prospect and Vince said he'd be happy to give a quick rub if she liked.

After some awkward deliberation and making sure I was okay with it, she eventually sat on the floor in front of him as he worked her shoulders. We continued our conversation as he kneaded her back with his elbows. It was a little difficult for him in that position and he mentioned it's a lot easier laying flat but she enjoyed it nonetheless and said it did wonders. As he left, I said (sincerely) that it was great to meet him and joked that he'd have to bring the big show next time, at which we all laughed.

All in all, it was a very pleasant evening and despite it being her ex boyfriend, there had been no awkwardness at all.

Next week, Penny complained again about her back and I told her to get her friend to do it petulantly before doing it half hearted. As I massaged her, she asked, "Actually, would you mind if we had him over again? Obviously I appreciate you doing it but he's a professional and it really helped. Plus we had a good time didn't we?"

I didn't mind so I told her to go for it. She messaged and told him he could have another free meal in exchange for a massage and he happily agreed. He happened to be free the next day so he came over after work once again.

I noticed that she was showing a lot more cleavage today and had worn leggings that showed off a bit of vpl. I didn't say anything but I trusted her and thought everyone liked a bit of attention. Not like I hadn't flirted with women at the office.

After dinner, Penny told Vince that she'd done her part and it was his time to earn his dinner. He laughed and asked if there was somewhere she could lie flat so he could do it properly. She said she could lie down on the floor and I said they might as well go upstairs and use the bed. She made sure I didn't mind and then joked, "He fell for it, let's go Vinny!" grabbing his hand and leading him upstairs. We laughed and she said they wouldn't take too long.

I watched some football and tried to ignore the slightly jealous and awkward feeling I had.

Meanwhile upstairs, Penny had lain down on the bed facing down. Vince had a great view of her bubble butt with her panties showing through much clearer in the light.

He massaged her back expertly from the side of the bed as they reminisced. A couple of times, the fabric rubbed against her skin and he asked if she'd be comfortable pulling her top up so he could rub her skin directly and even use lotion. She considered whether it was appropriate but his professional manner convinced her. She decided to pull her top off completely and place it to the side seeing as she was facing down anyway.

He stood in front of her and applied lotion to her shoulders and upper back. She moaned softly and told him it was doing wonders. As she repositioned her head, she stole a glance at his crotch area, which she realised was tantalisingly close to her face as he leaned over. Seeing the faint outline of his penis took her back to the old days but she forced herself to think of something else and asked about his dating life.

As he moved to the side of the bed and her mid back, he described how he was still a bit of a player and hadn't settled down, mainly restricting himself to one night stands.

Without thinking, she let slip, "Poor girls. You give them one taste of the Big Show, then you deny them?"

He laughed and she reddened with embarrassment, saying, "Oh my god, that's so inappropriate, I'm sorry!"

He laughed it off and changed topic, telling her that because he was massaging from the side of the bed, it might be a little uneven. She asked if it was better he was on the bed on his knees, which he thought might be a good idea.

He climbed up and swung his legs either side of her hips and pushed down on her lower back. She moaned (only slightly erotically) with pleasure and he confirmed that this was a lot easier. He continued on her back and as he pushed down, he occasionally brushed his crotch against her butt through the thin material of her leggings. She tried to ignore that but she couldn't help but thing inappropriate things and think back to their sexual escapades.

Soon he asked if she wanted her legs massaged, which she excitedly confirmed she did. He worked up from her ankles slowly and stopped just below her bum cheeks. Everytime he did so, she felt guilty for wanting him to go higher and then a mixture of disappointment and relief when he stopped at upper thigh. Regardless, she was aware that she was now very wet and very horny.

Eventually she told him that was enough and thanked him greatly. He went downstairs first as she put her top on. She came down with a face flush from embarrassment to me and Vince talking about football. She felt very awkward but made conversation and told me that the massage was very good before he had to leave. She purposely gave him a very quick hug because of the guilt and awkwardness she was feeling.

That night she wasted no time in coming onto me and we had a sensual fuck. Her eyes were closed as she imagined Vince ripping her leggings off and taking her aggressively mid massage.

"Wow!" I said, "Seems like those massages really get you in the mood!"

"Shut up!" she said, punching my shoulder lightly.

"Hey it's fine," I teased. "He loosens you up and gets you nice and ready for me. Kind of hot."

"Yeah yeah, next time I'll tell him to do more than loosen me up," she laughed.

Despite our jokes about it, her guilt prevented her from reaching out to him again for a while. When he sent her a funny meme a couple of weeks later, she fell back into long text chats with him and eventually brought up meeting again. This time he offered to host himself, though he wasn't particularly proud of his flat. She agreed a date with him and asked me about it. I'd already told her that I was busy at a work event that night. She said she'd forgotten and she'd go on her own if I didn't mind. I told her I didn't mind, but just not to let him "more than loosen her up" like she'd joked.

When the day came, I noticed in the morning she was wearing a dress that i found very sexy. A skin tight blue number that showed a lot of leg and cleavage. I asked if she was trying to give her colleagues a heart attack and she jibed back that it was "more for Vinny's benefit". I laughed and mocked being shocked and she apologized saying that was an inappropriate joke but I brushed it off.

That evening she went straight to his flat where he told her she looked sexy as she entered and showed her around the flat. He'd cooked dinner and apologised for it in advance but she enjoyed it and they fell back into their old rhythms of chatting and flirting with each other.

During a post dinner glass of wine, he said, "I know I cooked dinner today but I'm happy to give you a massage if you like?"

"Ooh, I hadn't even thought about a massage!" she lied, then joked, "I know you like to practise...so I'm happy to help you out."

He led her into the bedroom and she lay down on his bed, saying, "This dress probably isn't ideal for this."

He said she could take it off if she was comfortable, otherwise he would make do on top of the fabric. She considered for a minute (though she'd already been thinking about it all day) before saying it was an expensive dress and she didn't want to damage it.

She struggled to take it off so he offered to help and slid it off her, sliding his fingers along her sides and brushing her breasts. She'd worn quite sexy underwear, lacy and skimpy black panties with matching bra. She'd gone back and forth that morning on what to wear with her guilt and loyalty fighting against the excitement she felt and the taboo desire to be sexy in front of her ex.

She had a last minute pang of guilt and said, "I just realised this might be quite inappropriate. I'm not sure if Chris would approve me being in my underwear and in your bedroom of all places."

"Oh of course. Look, I'm a professional but you should only do what you feel comfortable with. I'll take no offense if you want to go back out and have another glass of wine instead," he replied.

His sincere and calming words settled her nerves and she asked him to continue. He took position above her back and almost immediately he joked, "Having said all that about professionalism, your butt looks fucking amazing!"

They both laughed and their conversation went back to the relaxed banter and flirting it had been before. Except now he was looking at her bum in sexy underwear and as he rubbed her back, his dick, poking at his trousers, would again sometimes lightly graze her on her panties. She fought the urge to push her hips up to meet it.

As he went to the legs and rubbed lotion into her legs, he commented that her butt looked even better than when they were younger. She said she was flattered and that that was the one area that I was actually happy to massage her.

"I don't blame him," he laughed. "This may be crossing the line but I do a fantastic gluts massage if you are interested?"

"Oh really?" she asked, "No ulterior motives there?"

He laughed and denied it before she told him that would be good. Next time he made his way up her legs rubbing, he continued up to her butt cheeks and kneaded them hard.

"That actually feels amazing," she said.

He continued going up and down her legs and told her to spread so as to access the inner thighs. As he massaged there, his fingers went agonisingly close to the bottom of her pussy. Again she willed him to push further up while at the same time, was scared that he would do something she would not be able to justify and explain away.

After the inner thighs, he'd move onto her cheeks, spreading them and getting lotion right onto her panties. When he pulled her cheeks apart, it would cause sensations in all the right places (or wrong places, depending how you looked at it). At the same time, she was getting very wet on the other side and had to resist the temptation to hump the bed, though she couldn't help but thrust a couple of times. Her head was getting a bit light headed from this seemingly eternal tease.

Before she knew it, he said he was stopping and climbing off the bed. She was in a bit of a daze and took a minute to compose herself. She realised her panties had lotion all over the back and said, "Wow you've absolutely soaked my panties!"

"I guess I haven't lost my touch," he quipped, making her laugh and blush. Again, he left her to get dressed and after, they continued with a drink and a chat before she got a taxi home.

At home, she confessed that she'd got a massage there and had taken her dress off and she said she felt really bad. I was a little taken aback and told her it was inappropriate. She said she was sorry but that it had all seemed so professional and it was doing so much good for her back that she didn't even think anything of it until she reflected, on her journey home.

She was on the verge of tears and her words moved me so I told her I trusted her and it wasn't as bad as I first thought. After all, a paid massage would've been pretty similar and this guy was a pro, even if he was an ex. She was so happy that I wasn't mad anymore and we hugged as she told me that she loved me. That led pretty quickly to taking each others clothes off and her riding on top of me. I teased her by asking if she'd enjoyed her ex's hands running over her skin and if she wished he had done more. She just closed her eyes and hummed in response, climaxing pretty soon. She reassured me after that although what I had teased her with while we fucked had been very hot, it was just a silly fantasy.

We fell asleep pretty quickly after as it was late but I woke up later and was sure that she was masturbating under the sheets. I decided to leave her to it and went back to sleep.

Just a few days later, she apparently had a tough session at the gym and asked if I'd mind Vince coming over and doing the same as last time. She asked in a very sensitive way and said she would never ask him again if I felt uncomfortable. Her manner pushed aside any awkwardness I had about it and I said it was fine.

As for her, she had no idea what she was thinking. She didn't really want to cheat on me but she couldn't deny the thrill she had felt of showing off her half-naked body and having her hunky ex put his hands all over her. She told herself she just wanted a bit of excitement and that the massage really was good for her, even though she hadn't really had a very intense gym session.

That night, we did the same routine of dinner and a beer before she eventually told him it was time for him to pay for dinner. As they were about to go upstairs, something compelled her and she turned to me to say, "I just realised this dress needs to go in the wash. Could you put it in the laundry room for me please?"

As I agreed, she slid her dress over her head to reveal her sexy body in another pair of sheer and lacy back panties and bra. Something about her undressing in front of us both was so titillating that we were both a little speechless as she took his hand and led him upstairs, saying, "C'mon V, I need your best work today."

I watched them go up the stairs, him behind staring at her near naked bouncing ass. I sat back down and considered whether to masturbate, so turned on was I.

Upstairs she lay down as usual and he started on her legs. As he got higher, he asked if she wanted her bum massaged again.

"Oh yeah," she replied. "That was really good last time. But the lotion kind of stained my underwear last time so best leave it."

There was a short silence before he suggested she could take them off. Again there was a short silence before she said sure and asked him to slide them off. As he did that, she took her bra off as well.

Now she was lying butt naked as her well hung muscly ex boyfriend kneeled above her and moved his hands all over her. She didn't know what she wanted to happen, but she knew she was loving the current situation.

The jump in nudity caused some sexual tension and their usual banter was not there. As he focused on her butt for the first time, the spreading revealed her asshole to him and as she spread her legs, he could see her pussy appearing from under.

Like the last time, his stroking and kneading around her pussy and asshole gave her teasing jolts of pleasure. Soon she couldn't help but involuntarily spasm and she clutched the bedsheets in silence.

"Is everything okay?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied. "It's just...although I'm really enjoying the massage in non weird way... it's also causing some feelings down there that are a little bit inappropriate."

"Haha, just like when we were dating eh?" he joked.

"Oh god please. I'm embarrassed enough already," she pleaded.

He told her that it was actually quite common and clients would either ask him to move to a different area or just grit their teeth through it. Though it was clear some would orgasm despite trying to hide it.

She said it was a little less embarrassing knowing that and asked him to carry on, that she'd try to get through it (like she was suffering through an ordeal).

Following that, he seemed to go even slower and linger close to her most erogenous zones. She thrust into the bed, almost involuntarily, softly but rhythmically, as he squeezed right at the top of her inner thigh. She swore she could feel the tips of his fingers brushing gently against her short genital hair.

Eventually she could not hold back the tide any longer. As he parted her cheeks, she pushed down with her hips and a warm exhilarating orgasm swept through her body. She bit her lips almost to bleed to stop from moaning out loud but her movements would be obvious to Vince to understand what was happening.

After a few minutes of silence, he asked cheekily, "Having fun there P?"

"I'm...mortified," she said. "I can't believe that happened. I'm such a bad person."