The computer network at the office crashed just after midday yesterday resulting in an unexpected, but most welcome early finish. I was home by 2 pm and only remembered the appointment I had made for Jill when I saw the car in the driveway from "Skin Deep Therapeutic Massage Service". Her back had been stiff since playing tennis last week and despite her protests, I phoned "Skin Deep" and arranged for a visiting masseur.

Not wanting to disturb them, I went quietly into the kitchen and sat down with the paper and a cup of coffee. After a while my curiosity got the better of me and I went to sneak a look at the action. I could hear that they were in the lounge and the serving hatch was slightly ajar. I quietly peeped through the crack and was surprised to see that the masseur was a guy. I had expected them to have sent a female for a female client, but anyway he looked quite professional in his white trousers and shirt.

Jill was lying face down on what looked like a doctors examination couch with the masseur standing to one side. Bending slightly over her he was working his oily hands up and down her back, stopping occasionally to kneed the flesh of her shoulders and neck. I felt quite jealous watching this guy hands on my wife's half naked body, with only a towel covering her bottom. I felt like a voyeur spying on my own wife, but filled with a mixture of jealousy and fascination, I couldn't tear myself away.

I watched as he poured some more oil onto his palms and started rubbing with long strokes from the small of her back right up to her shoulders. She was obviously enjoying the sensation judging by the little sighs of pleasure escaping past her smiling lips. The sensual fragrance of oil on hot skin filled the air as he continued running his fingers up and down her back, each time, it seemed, moving a little further down gradually exposing more of her bottom from under the towel. I was somehow relieved and disappointed when she protested and asked him not to go any lower and obediently he returned his attention to massaging her back.

She relaxed again, once more enjoying the action of his skilful fingers but before long his hands were again nudging the towel lower over her bottom. There was no protest this time as he exposed more and more of her lovely bottom working the scented oil into her cute, firm cheeks. The slight movement in her hips became more noticeable as his strong fingers squeezed and rubbed all around her glistening bottom, her little moans of pleasure no doubt encouraging the action of his fingers. I was horrified, but also fascinated, my heart pounding in my chest.

Pouring more oil into his hands, he began to massage the back of her thighs stroking right down to her knees and back up her legs, causing a little shiver of pleasure each time his fingers reached her quivering arse cheeks. As he continued, her arousal increased, grinding her hips in time with his strokes. As he moved his oil covered hands up her legs, he slipped one of them between her thighs sliding it right up between her cheeks. She shuddered as his fingers touched her sex and jumped in surprise at the intrusion. I thought she would come to her senses now before it went too far, but he apologised politely and she made no further protest.

More boldly now he eased his slippery hand back in between her legs brushing up against her sex, she sighed as his fingers slid down and back up her pussy lips, arching her back and lifting her rear to meet his skilful caress. Clutching the pillow to her face was doing nothing to stifle her moans of pleasure as his fingers stroked and teased her wet pussy. With his free hand he took a cushion from the couch and gently lifting her hips he slid it under her belly. Easing her legs slightly apart, he was now able to reach further and she shuddered as his fingertips found her clitoris. Her hips grinding in time with his fingers as he stroked the length of her pussy spreading the swollen lips and teasing small circles around her love bud. The expression on her face was of sheer delight as he skilfully kept her on the brink of orgasm. She gasped as his oily finger parted her pussy lips and slid inside her. Her whole body shaking as the waves of orgasm built up inside her.

He reached under the table and released a catch that allowed the bottom half of the table to split down the middle on a hinge. What a trick! He moved the two halves apart causing her legs to open even more. His finger still moving inside her, she was lost in the intense pleasure and didn't notice as he moved around the table and into the new formed gap between the table and her legs. Using both hands now, he teased her swollen clit with one and probed her pussy with the other. She cried out that she was coming as her climax swept through her. Just as she was coming he slipped down his pants and replaced his finger with the tip of his swollen cock, sliding the shiny purple head between her pussy lips.

She suddenly realised what was happening, but her orgasm was too close and too intense, she couldn't stop now and her protest was lost as her orgasm exploded. Gasping as the head of his swollen dick slid inside her, her orgasm grew in intensity. Grasping her waist he rocked back and forth, sliding a little deeper each time. She was delirious with pleasure as he slid his dick in and out finally driving it all the way until his heavy balls were slapping against her clit. He grunted that he was about to come and was it all right, but she didn't seem to hear, she was floating in ecstasy. Gripping her thighs, he was fucking her harder and faster now and again grunted that he was coming. He obviously hadn't put on a condom and Jill isn't on the pill, so she had better tell him. The muscles on his arse tightened and quivered as he neared orgasm and again he groaned "Oh yes, I'm coming". Caught up in her own climax, she moaned "Yes, yes do it". She must have felt his hot cum squirting inside her and cried out as a final shattering climax raced through her......