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Due to work requirements, I spent this Christmas away from my family, it happens sometimes. My wife planned and delivered a really nice Christmas surprise for me, via our phone call on Christmas night, after I finished work for the day. It was all based on a “dirty little secret,” one that she had saved especially for my away-from-home Christmas present.

A while ago in this blog, I wrote my first little story about the first time she had sex with another guy, a friend of hers. Since then, she has been fucking him, and one of his friends, rather frequently. That’s a story all in itself. My little Christmas surprise starts not long before that happened, several months ago, around the time my wife apologised and said she couldn’t do it (the hotwife thing). Somewhere around then, she had also asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I remember laughing and giving her an eyebrow raised look before telling her I’d love another dirty little secret. That relates to something we mess around with, she did have a rather naughty tantric massage a few years ago, they didn’t have actual sex but she had four or five orgasms and did play with the massage guy’s “very big dick,” as she described it. She has also done quite a few of the old “hotwife dares,” wearing some very sexy bikinis when we go away and some fairly see through dresses with nothing underneath. Once she gave a car breakdown guy a really good look at, let’s say, just about everything she has. Several good looks actually. We call those things our dirty little secrets and she knows I crave more of them.

When she gave me the apology, she did qualify it with a comment about future massages. When we talked about it more, she said she would be up for another experience like the one she had and, after a bit of teasing between us, even said she might like him to cum on her (I had sent her a pic like that and said something about the masseur even gets a happy ending sometimes). It was only a handful of weeks later when she gave the guy the blowjob, something that I thought was the actual start of an amazing adventure for us.

The guy she had that first amazing massage experience lives in a totally different state to us, it was something we did during a holiday, actually we built the holiday around the massage booking. So, I set about trying to find a guy who does it closer to home. Apart from all sorts of guys I would not trust, on free personals and the like, it is something that isn’t easy to find. But, after quite a bit of searching I found a guy who is actually only about a fifteen minute drive from where we live. I spoke to him one day then told her all about him, they spoke and she made an appointment. I remember the day of the appointment, I was so excited that morning, like the proverbial cat on a hot tin roof. I have to admit though, the outcome wasn’t as awesome as I’d hoped for. She said she just didn’t find him sexually attractive, but he was a nice guy and she had a really nice massage. He stayed fully clothed and there was nothing sexual about it really, except that she was fully naked, his hands were very much all over her and she’d been pulled and stretched into quite a few revealing positions too. They did talk about sensual and tantric options and she told me that, maybe, one day she’d go back and try something on the sensual side.

I did say, in my last story, that I like her to have some control. After she started fucking her friend, I even told her the thought of her having some secrets, something to reveal later, was a thought that turned me on. Oh yeah, getting deliberately “caught” was something we talked about as a fun thing too, not necessarily caught in the act, more like caught out having an “affair.” It’s great material for our bedroom dirty talk.

So, my Christmas present was something along those lines, a dirty little secret she saved to tell me as my present, knowing I’d be away. In a nutshell, she has been back to see her nearby masseur an amazing nine times now, she even pointed me to the bank transactions to show how she confirmed the count. She sees him every week when I’m away now, and those visits are on top of how much she has been fucking the other two guys. Because of that, the two guys, I just didn’t give the massages a second thought, nor did I consider she’d be getting a little more pleasure on the side. After the intro, telling me about it from a revelation perspective, she let me in on some of the details.

Her second visit added a bit of “sensual” to the full body massage, he rubbed her clit and gave her a “nice orgasm.” That happened a couple of times and then, during the fourth visit she thinks, he got her off twice, once at the start, once at the finish. From there, it progressed to the full tantric experience, she pointed out how the fifth session cost twice as much, as they all have since. She now has two hour sessions and gets several really good orgasms. The guy gets naked too now, and she grabs and pull his cock a fair bit, especially when he is making her cum. She said it just feels a natural thing to do, haha. He still gets her off by rubbing her clit but also does all sorts of fingering and rubbing of her pussy and arse to get her off. He gets in the shower with her too now, after the massage, and helps to rinse off a lot of the oils and lotions he uses on her. She reckons he has a hard-on the whole time and she knows he would fuck her if she gave him half a hint.

I did ask if she still found him unattractive, from a sexual perspective and she said no. It was never that, she said she didn’t mean he was totally unattractive, more that she wasn’t actually sexually attracted to him. But it’s become a bit different now, she has gotten to know and like him. They talk a lot about things to do with her health and well being and, especially, her sexual feelings and activity. He knows all about all of the sex she is having and how great it has gotten. That includes with me as well as her two “friends.”

He is claiming a bit of the credit for some of that too, for how good the sex is, telling her it’s part of the tantric experience and her sexual growth. She agrees and I must say it makes sense to me too, our sex life is not only on the up from a frequency and dirtiness perspective, it is getting wilder all the time. She is pretty much fucking my brains out most of the time, and she cums hard and multiple times before I get off. Let alone the dirty talk and no limits stuff we have going on!

I now think our adventure started with him, my wife agrees, saying that the blow job may not have happened without the first massage. Being naked, legs wide open at times, with another guy’s hands on her was quite liberating. As she said on the phone, the first massage guy seemed surreal in a way, the second time made her feel really sexy. Actually, even though that first massage, with this guy, wasn’t actually sexual, I just now remember how she was very wet when she got home that day, and I remember what we got up to straight away too!

Time to wrap this up I guess. She said she thinks she might suck her masseur’s dick next time, maybe even fuck him then. She will see how it goes, if she doesn’t let him inside next time, so to speak, then she thinks she will sometime soon. Even if it’s just to give him a little extra tip for all his good work!

Oh yeah, they’ve talked about how husbands get involved sometimes, he does teach his tantric stuff and, occasionally, his clients even bring their husband along just to sit and watch. Apparently, there’s one regular guy who sits in the corner with a box of tissues, every time and for the whole two hours.

She said she thinks a four hands massage might be extra nice and I said I’d also love to just be a horny observer sometime. It all sounds like fun.

That’s it, another “dirty little secret,” wrapped up and delivered in a Christmas phone call.

Cute date idea: you and your friend kiss and lick and touch on each other until I slide my hard dick between your mouths and then take turns on your throats while the other licks on my balls and ass. Dirty girls. 😈

Oh yea, a date. We can get food after.

Off to work I go!

I promise not to tell anyone