Two years ago, our friend group started an amazing tradition of taking a large group trip each year without kids. We were a group of eight, all couples, and would meet around the start of the year to pick our destination. Each couple would make a drink from the location and essentially give a sales pitch on why we should all vote for that city.

This year, Cabo won the most votes with the help of the delicious margaritas Alex and Cindy put together. Most of us had kids, so drinking and unwinding was always an important component to these trips. We were all making memories together and letting loose during our limited time off, so there was never any judgment from anyone on these trips. We had chosen a group of people that were easy to travel with and all partied well together. To be honest, they were also kind of the most attractive in the group too. We would often joke about it when we were drunk, telling each other how hot they were and how people might think we are all swingers. People outside of the travel group knew about our trip, and I can see how that rumor might start. The girls were always dressed up, wearing things they typically wouldn't back home, with the kids or other people around that they might run into in public.

Cabo was going to be the sultriest location thus far. The girls in bikinis, all of us half-dressed as we spent most of the day in the pools, drinking out on the town in a warm climate. The first two years were cold locations, so this was going to be very different.

I thought my wife, Mindy, was going to be the only one, or at least one of the only girls, that packed thong bikinis for the trip. She did have a one-piece, but I knew how it fit her, and it showed off her body so well. She knows I love her showing off and that if she just agreed to it, I would even enjoy sharing her with another man.

Mindy had only recently given in to my kink. It was about two years ago when she really started wearing shorter skirts, going out braless, and occasionally leaving her thong back at home. It took the right amount of drinks and the right scenario to really get her to let loose. When the mood would strike while we were out, she knew it would drive me wild when she would slide her panties off right there at the bar or restaurant we were at.

We have been enjoying these little adventures during our date nights, and she would even tell me when someone was checking her out. I know she was also enjoying the attention because she would get so wet. As long as we were in the car with privacy or in a dark corner at a bar, she didn't mind parting her legs and letting me feel her up.

Experiencing her slow progression as she opened up to my fantasies was more exciting than I could have expected. She even started bringing up hypothetical conversations just to turn me on and see where my mind was on certain scenarios. Who would she pick? Would she want me there to watch? Would she make him wear a condom? And she loved physically teasing me during these conversations just to wind me up more. They served to assure her that I was turned on by the ideas she would come up with.

That being said, our roleplaying didn’t prepare us for what would happen on our trip. Sure, she had flirted, shown her body off in the tiny bikinis, and even dressed slutty when we went out, but that was with strangers; this was different.

As fate would have it, our friend Ryan badly strained his back on the cobblestone streets during one of our nights out drinking. We all thought he was joking, but the look on his face showed the agony he was in.

Fortunately for him, Mindy and I had massages booked for the following afternoon. Hearing him groan in pain and watching him hobble around the rest of the night prompted me to offer up my spot in the massage.

Mindy seemed to have forgotten about it all as she got dressed up. “I think you are going to like the bikini I have under this,” she teased as she lifted her skirt, flashing me the light pink sheer thong we bought a few years ago. I noticed the matching top as it showed a bit through her partially open white linen button-down.

I couldn't help but smile. “You look fucking hot, but you don't remember, do you?” Her confused stare said it all. “I passed my reservation along to Ryan, babe. He was in such bad shape last night, and I felt so bad,” I smiled as she came to the realization, letting her skirt fall to cover her back up. She looked deflated as she stood there pouting.

“Damn, I thought we were about to be in for some playtime,” she giggled, jumping on the bed with me.

“I mean, we can still play, and you can still go in that outfit. It’s not like he can see you while you wait there together. He will be in a different room, and you can send me pictures from our room's shower and tub,” I suggested.

“Hmm, that could be fun. Are you going to jerk off wishing you were there with me?” she asked. My grin confirmed to her that I would definitely be enjoying myself.

“I’ll miss you,” she groaned as she rolled over, straddling my face, pressing her pussy over my lips. I softly nibbled through the sheer fabric, feeling her warm lips part. She knew I loved going down on her in this position, and I was excited to see her in a playful mood.

One of my fantasies involving my wife was of her letting a masseuse feel her up, make her cum, and her possibly returning the favor. A few minutes after she left, I started watching massage porn on my phone, imagining it was her. I know she lays nude when she gets massaged back home, but nothing ever happens at the spas we go to. They are very professional, but I can't help feeling aroused that we are in a different country and that there was a slight chance that it might be different.

The massage video was interrupted by a text that came through, snapping me out of my haze.

Mindy: Babe! I am going to fucking kill you!

Me: What’s wrong????

Mindy: You didn't cancel the fucking couple part!!!! They don't have another room, and we either leave with no refund or we have to both use the same room.

Me: LMFAO. Shit. My bad! I mean, I’m sure it’s not that big a deal if you both just cover up.

Mindy: Ohh yeah? How covered up do you expect me to be in this Wicked Weasel bikini? Babe, it all fucking shows!!!

Me: Lucky bastard… lol

I felt nervous sending that last text. I was not sure how she would take it. I was mostly joking, unless she was into the idea, but I didn't get a response right away, and I felt like that comment might have bothered her.

Mindy: I never know if you are kidding or not with your dirty fantasies, but I am not leaving this spa. I was excited to relax with you.

Me: I am mostly kidding. Lol. Unless you want to tease him?

I was playing with fire, but the porn I was watching only fueled my idiot responses. I felt flush with nerves. She had never really done anything alone, but I did also know she was into Mike. He was one of the theoretical threesome candidates that she had brought up before.

Mindy: I don’t know how to fucking answer you right now! I am in the girls' section, changing into the robe, and then we meet in the same fucking room. Our massage is in an hour, babe. They give us time to use the shower and hot tub in the room. Mel is going to kill me if she finds out I was in there with him in a skimpy-ass see-through bikini. Can you please text him or something?

I wasn’t sure how to respond or what to do. Was I about to tell him to be cool about the fact that my wife is in a sheer thong bikini with him for this massage? ‘Fuck, this was a weird position to be in,’ I thought to myself. My erection throbbed as I started a group text with him and Mindy.

Me: Hey man. Weird as fuck, but I hear they forgot to book separate rooms, and this is the only option.

Ryan: Dude! I know, sorry guys. I can wait until I fly back home. It’s not a big deal.

Me: It’s not that; it’s just that Mindy is worried Mel might find out and get pissed.

Ryan: I mean, it’s up to you guys. It's just massages in the same room. I don’t think she will care, to be honest. She will find it kind of funny.

Mindy: Yeah, that's not exactly it….

Me: Right, so we didn't know it was going to be you two, so Mindy is in a slutty little thong bikini. LOL

Mindy: BABE!!! WTF!!!

Ryan: It’s really ok, guys. It’s not like I didn't notice the girls wearing them on the beach. Lol... but I get it if you would rather me go back. It’s cool, really.

Mindy: It’s not just a thong, Mike. I wore this for Ryan. It’s fucking completely see-through!!!!! SMH

Ryan: Ohh….

Me: Right, so you can see why she is worried about Mel finding out. Lol

Ryan: I would never admit to something like that LMAO.

There was a pause in the texting as I think we all thought this over.

Ryan: Fuck, I don’t mean that in a creepy way, guys. Lol. Just not the smartest thing to tell my wife, you know.

Mindy: I hate that they didn’t have another room. UGH!!!

Ryan: I don’t mind buying out your half, Mindy. I just kind of really need this massage. I can always look away…. lol. Plus, we will be face down most of the time.

Me: I mean, we are all adults here, guys. I am sure you guys can figure it out and be civil.

I instantly got a private text from my wife.

Mindy: There is no way you just suggested us going through with this. Are you really ok with something like that? I mean, I know we mess around or whatever, but this is like real real…. Lol

Me: It’s not like you are going to fuck him, babe. Have a little fun with it.

I never got my answer in that direct text. Instead, a notification popped up in the group chat.

Mindy: I know we both need this massage, Ryan, so just be cool about all this. I mean, the ladies still think we are a couple.

Me: Have fun, lovebirds! LMAO

Mindy: NOT FUNNY! I am heading out of the lockers now, Ryan. If anyone asks, we had VERY separate rooms.

Ryan: Damn! I was so going to ask the lady for a happy ending! Too soon? lol

Me: Not like Mindy can rat on you if you did. lol

I couldn't help but reach for my cock as my imagination ran wild.

……..

“I can’t believe this is happening to us,” Mindy said, smiling nervously as she and Ryan walked into the room at the same time, both sporting the robes. Mindy was embarrassed by how hard her nipples looked through the thin silk fabric. She had just caught her view in the mirror as she left the lockers, but she was already committed and didn't bother adjusting anything.

“It will be fine. A story we can never talk about again,” he paused, “unless the three of us are alone,” he joked as the two masseuses walked in.

They explained the amenities in the room, which include the hot tub and shower, which also released steam to help exfoliate and prepare our bodies for the massage.

“You guys are our last clients using the couples' room today, so feel free to take your time; we will knock in about an hour when we are ready to start the massages. Feel free to hang your clothes up here, and we will begin face-down. Once you are both situated on the beds, just click on the button next to the bed, and it will let us know. Enjoy,” the ladies said simultaneously and exited.

“Well, I am going to hop in the tub,” Ryan said, taking his robe off and hanging it up.

Mindy couldn't take her eyes off him through the dimly lit room as he stood there in his tight boxers. She felt her face turn flush as she was clearly making out the outline of his cock as it snugly pressed onto the cloth of the elastic boxers.

“Shit, sorry,” he managed as he covered up his bulge. “I also didn't really plan to have to share this room with you either. At least I kept my boxers on,” he chuckled, and she couldn't help but laugh.

“Fuck it,” she shrugged and slipped her robe off. Ryan, already breaking his promise, gasped as he saw my wife standing there in the sheer thong bikini set. She didn’t take her eyes off him to make sure he was looking away, but she also didn’t stop once she noticed he was dumbstruck, staring right at my wife’s hard nipples.

“So much for not looking,” she said, pushing him and walking towards the tub.

“Shit. Sorry. Didn’t mean to,” he said angrily at himself as he followed her.

“Whatever, we might as well make the best of it,” she paused before jokingly calling him, “babe,” and turning back to see if he was laughing at her joke.

His eyes were wide open and right on her pussy as she stood atop the three steps in a very compromising position.

“Fuck,” she said mostly to herself, seemingly forgetting just how sheer the bikini was. Her freshly shaved lips splitting the sheer fabric, perfectly framed for Ryan.

Mindy froze in that position, not sure what to do or say. She couldn’t deny that having her husband’s friend look so hungrily at her turned her on, but this was wrong on so many levels. She was so close to his wife, and he was best friends with her husband.

Her toes made it to the water, and it was scorching hot. There was no way for her to dunk and hide herself under the bubbles of the tub. “This is so fucked up,” she nervously laughed, catching his attention.

“Shit! Sorry,” he said, looking away, “Let’s not mention that to anyone, please,” he begged.

“Listen, Austin knows I am here.” The shock of her own realization was apparent on her face as she uttered those words. “It’s you that better not tell anyone,” she reiterated.

A flinch of his crotch brought her attention down towards his tightening boxers as the tub water was just up to her knees. “Also, it’s not like I am going to tell him that you got hard at the first flash of my pussy through this thing,” she couldn’t help but laugh, followed by a sharp inhale as she stepped down, soaking her thighs into the hot water. She didn’t hate this compromising position she found herself in. Mindy couldn’t necessarily just hide underwater, and she stood there, exposed to him. Plus, she wasn’t even doing anything wrong, even if she was growing wet with excitement. He also had nowhere to go and couldn’t really hide his own natural reaction.

His hands darted over his bulge, cupping it, which somehow made him look sexier to her. She took another step, now covering her bottom, but her top was just as sheer.

“First of all, sorry,” he laughed, “second, I so did not expect your bikini to be, like, that sheer,” he laughed as he involuntarily squeezed his bulge. “Also, it’s kind of a really sexy bikini,” he admitted, “like, fuck!”

She felt like she was chatting with him, completely naked, yet somehow felt not only confident but somehow comfortable in this scenario. She wondered if her husband thought any of this up and what he must be thinking or doing at that moment.

Mindy finally eased her way into the seat of the tub as she watched him reach the top of the seemingly boiling water.

“I wonder if Mel would ever wear anything like that for me,” he pondered as he took the first step up, removing his hand from his crotch for balance.

“Maybe you should buy it for her,” she started and was caught off guard. Ryan took his first step into the water and jumped in reaction to the heat, which caused the erection he was trying to fight off to jiggle. His twitch seemed to have also strained his back, and he held still, reaching back to put pressure on his aching back. “Fuck,” he grunted. He was in pain, but he definitely caught her looking.

Mindy puckered her lips and looked away before turning back with a huge grin. “I guess this is payback for the view I gave you earlier,” they both laughed at the obscene situation they were in.

He didn’t move much due to the jolt of pain, but him reaching back only accentuated his cock, pressing it harder onto the boxers.

“Fuck, bro,” she deepened her voice, mocking an impressed man, “nice fucking cock, dude.” She burst into laughter before she put her hand over her mouth. She thought it was funny, but she was definitely openly complimenting his penis and even referred to it as a cock.

He grunted in pain but smiled, “Oh, you like it, huh?” he said, leaning into the moment and thrusting it forward as she blatantly looked.

She rolled her eyes, laughing, but couldn’t deny how hard her nipples strained against the bikini top. She was aroused, and he was distracted by the pain to pay attention to her. This gave her the opportunity to look him up and down. She took in the pulsing music in the background, the dim lights bouncing off his body, the bulge so blatantly outlined by his boxers, his legs—fuck, his legs looked so strong as he held himself up.

“Do you need help getting in?” she offered as he stood there recovering, and she snapped out of her haze.

“I'm okay,” he answered when he clearly wasn’t.

“I got you,” she offered, standing up and now revealing a soaked thong bikini that made her look naked if it were not for the more defined lines that shaped the edge of her bathing suit.

There was a very obvious twitch as he watched her step to him, her body glistening with sweat, and he began to lose the battle with his erection.

“Wait, fuck,” he said as she stepped up to him, putting her arm around his back to support him. They both felt chills with their skin-to-skin contact, her dainty little hands open around his ribs, her breast pressed to his side as she pulled him into her too. His breathing picked up as he ever so slowly eased in deeper in the hot water. “Pfff,” my wife started laughing as they took another step in. Ryan was fully blown hard, stretching his boxers out so crudely, “I am so sorry,” he managed as he noticed her looking.

She looked up at him, their eyes locking as she smiled, “It’s ok, Ryan, no one needs to know about this,” she paused, “plus, I am flattered.” She tried to fight back her giggles, but she didn’t hide that she was very much looking as it twitched and bounced before her until it disappeared into the bubbles and she was able to let go.

Ryan was beet red. “I feel so embarrassed right now,” he said, situating himself opposite her as they lay back with their feet towards each other's sides. Neither mentioned it, but they could each feel the other’s foot pressed up on their sides, Mindy very aware he can likely feel the tiny string of her thong against his foot.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Ryan,” she assured him, “nothing to be embarrassed about,” she continued as she raised an eyebrow, “good for Mel,” she giggled, again covering her mouth as her eyes lingered over the bubbles toward his crotch.

“I’ll let her know,” he joked back.

She playfully kicked him under the water, “You better not ever fucking speak to her about this,” her eyes open in shock, “I’ll lie and tell her you whipped it out and tried to get me to touch it.”

His foot tilted into her, his toe curling into the string of the thong.

“I’ll tell her you got me hard on purpose, showing me parts of you I am not supposed to see.” He smiled.

They were clearly flirting, under the pretense of these jokes, testing each other’s limits.

She reached into the water, pushing his feet away, which accidentally undid the knot. “Fuck,” she giggled, holding the string above the bubbles. As she tried to tie it again, he admired her tits, her nipples coming in and out of view as the bubbles danced around them.

He boldly swatted away at her hand, not letting her tie it. She laughed the first time, but then she looked up when he did it again, and he raised his eyebrows suggestively.

“Fine, it’s not like you can see it,” she reasoned, as the loose strings floated up and danced around the bubbles, tugging her thong and surprisingly caressing her pussy as the loose fabric danced around between her legs. This wasn’t the best time to feel so tingly, but she let it happen.

“Shame,” he boldly responded with a smile.

Mindy gasped, looking at him with intrigue.

“What, it’s not cheating to look, right? Plus, he knows I was bound to see something,” he grinned.

“I mean, I guess not,” she said skeptically.

“I did already see your cute little pussy.” He smirked. “Your nipples are like, teasing me,” he continued, “plus, I just don't see this as cheating.”

“Cute, huh?” she teased, feeling the heat of not just the water as he openly talked about her body.

“You really have no idea how hot you look in that bikini. This is all kind of sexier since you are Mel’s friend and all. It feels so taboo, yet here you are on display for me,” he grunted as she noticed his arm flex. She wondered if he was stroking under the bubbles.

“I would be lying if I said I wasn’t into this too,” my wife admitted. She paused as she contemplated her next move. They smiled at each other as she sat taller, exposing more of her tits.

“I mean, you have seen, like, all of me, and I haven’t seen much of you,” she managed, breathing heavily as she felt nervous, asking her friend's husband to show her his cock.

Just as he was about to say something, there was a knock at the door. “Yes!?!” They both said it almost simultaneously. The door swung open, and in walked one of the staff with a bottle of red wine. “I’ll set this here,” she said, putting it down on a table near the tub. “This was sent over from room 702. Enjoy,” she said and walked out of the room to give us privacy.

Ryan raised his eyebrows, and I just smiled. “I can’t believe he sent over a bottle of wine,” Mindy said, smiling.

“I got this,” Ryan said, feeling rejuvenated as he easily got out of the tub, revealing a hardened cock pressed ever so tight to his boxers. Mindy gasped, loving the view and turning flush as she now openly stared. “That looks so hot,” she admitted as he made a show out of it.

“Are you sure you want me to show you more? You are my wife after all, and you and I are so close,” he teased as he lowered his boxers, leaving them tugged down and exposing his shaved pubic area. So smooth, wet, and glistening in the dim light as he poured two glasses of wine.

All she could manage was a smile and a nod as he handed her the wine glass.

“Seems fair,” he winks and slowly tugs his boxers lower, exposing a smooth shave as the base of his cock was exposed.

Her eyes are locked in, and she sips her wine, holding it with two hands, excited at the show before her. The loose thong is in the water, flapping around and seemingly hitting all the right spots.

She softly moaned as he tugged the boxers past his cock and sprang to life before her, “Fuck,” she groaned, smiling. “I, uhh, you look. You have such a nice cock,” she says excitedly, wanting to reach for it but not wanting to cross any lines.

“Nice,” he questioned with a smile as he made it up the stairs, his cock hovering above her as he slowly made it to the first step.

“Need a hand,” she paused, “or two,” she joked as he eased back into the water.

He was clearly struggling to go down the steps and into the hot tub, so she stood, placing her glass on the side, and her thong just parted down the middle, exposing her bare pussy as it flapped over her opposite leg.

He instantly noticed, and she looked down, smiling; she looked back up at him. “I guess we are even,” she winked and put her arm around him again.

This time, she had her hand over his hip, caressing his oblique on the other side as she eased him into the water.

“Cheers,” he offered, raising his glass to her once he was situated.

“Cheers, babe.” She winked.

He smiled and shrugged, “This is so wild,” he laughed, “I hope he knows what a lucky man he is,” he said, admiring my wife’s tits.

“Would you ever let Mel wear a bikini like this with another man?” she asked, “Well, just the top apparently.”

“I definitely would, but she isn’t like that,” he admitted. “I bet you guys have some hot sex.”

She was honestly surprised to hear this about her friend, but she also knew none of her friends would entertain her husband’s wild fantasies. Honestly, she grew to like them, and now she found herself half-naked in a tub with another mostly naked man.

“We have our fun, but this is definitely the wildest thing we,” she paused, “or I guess, I have ever done,” feeling his foot moving along her hip. She looked down at the water, not able to see much, and then up at him.

“It’s hot to feel no fabric there,” he admitted as his foot openly caressed her hip.

“Well, seeing your, um, thing got me horny,” she smiled. “How bad is that?”

“Really?” he grunted, thrusting his hips up, causing his bare cock to rise above the foam like a tower.

She couldn’t move or say anything as he thrust up and down, his cock sliding up and down through the foam as though he was fucking it. Slowly the globs of foam would slide down his shaft as he teased her. He had her mesmerized as she stared at it with her mouth open. She knew she would never cheat, but the image before her might prove to be too hot to resist. Her hand slipped between her legs when she felt the jet close to his feet. Shifting over to it, she moved his foot off to the side and moaned as soon as the jet pressed onto her clit.

“That sounded so hot,” he admired as she watched his cock twitch to her moan.

“Jet is hitting the right spot,” she said, embarrassed as her hip rolled, manipulating where the jet would target on her pussy. With her kind of leaning forward, his thrusts grew closer to her face as they teased each other.

“Wow,” was all she managed as she bit her lip and started to reach out towards his cock. To his obvious disappointment, she pulled back from grabbing him and laughed.

“What you are doing looks so hot, but grabbing it would definitely be crossing the line,” she struggled to say as the jets brought her closer and closer to orgasm.

“Are you?” he asked, tilting his head as he tried to see through the bubble. Her shoulder gave it away that her fingers had found their way into her pussy.

“I,” she started as her phone buzzed on the table.

Mindy put her glass down and leaned over to reach for her phone. He assed out towards Ryan as he admired, watching her thong dangling off one leg, exposing her pussy as he now stroked himself under the water while she attended the phone.

“He is texting me,” she giggled as she caught him clearly stroking to the view of her pussy. She didn't tell him to stop; instead, she turned her phone to him so he could read. “He wants to know if we got the bottle and is complaining I haven’t sent any pictures,” she pointed out.

Ryan was all smiles as he let go of his cock and reached for the strings floating before him. Pulling on them, her leg raised up higher, and she positioned herself, legs open, allowing him to finally slip the thong down her leg.

“Send him this picture,” he teased as he held her thong up over the water and smiled. The image of her sheer thong in his grip was erotic.

She took the picture laughing, “I don’t think that’s what he meant,” she said, turning the phone to him so he could see how naughty the picture looked, still hanging off the edge, parted for him to see her.

He grabbed the phone from her and turned to take her picture. She posed for him, opening her legs more and even propping her knee on the edge of the tub, leaving her open, turning her head around to face the camera.

“Fuck,” he grunted, clearly grabbing at his cock underwater.

“ She slid back in, now sitting next to him as she leaned in to look at the picture. “Damn, that looks so hot,” she admitted as he zoomed in on her pussy.

“Do I send it?” he asked.

She snatched the phone from him and closed the picture, lining up for a new one.

“No way, but we can send him a selfie,” she suggested as she leaned her shoulder into his chest, pointing the phone out with her right arm. Her sheer top showing off her nipples as the fabric was soaked. Her left arm kind of dangled awkwardly, and she felt it brush up on the tip of his cock as he was holding it at the base. She wrapped her fingers around the head, and he gasped, ‘Click.’

The image was priceless, her nipples out with Ryan’s shocked look. She texted it to me, giggling as she let go of his cock, tracing her fingers up his chest, feeling how smoothly shaven he was all over. She gasped and looked worried as she eased back into her chair.

Turning around, she noticed her thong behind her, and his eyes followed. "Fuck, he saw my thong in the background," she said, giggling as his hand rested on his thigh.

Ryan looked concerned, wondering if he just fucked up his friendship with them and if he may have risked the others finding out.

Her nails dug into his thigh, softly scratching towards the base of his cock where her fingers wrapped around him again. She had turned the phone to him so he could read.

'Damn, babe! That looks so fucking hot. I see he has you out of the thong, so why do you still have your top on? I want to hear about it all when you come back. Have fun!'

He couldn't believe his luck as he throbbed in her hand, grunting as there was a knock on the door. The door cracked open as the masseuse announced, "Five more minutes. Please make your way over to the tables."

They burst into laughter as they locked eyes. "Enjoy your massage, babe," Mindy grinned as she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, purposely catching the edge of his lips. She shifted over him to get out of the tub but instead sat on his bare lap. He didn’t flinch as he felt her manipulate her position so his bare cock was between her legs.

"Let's fuck with him," she smiled as she raised the phone again for another selfie. "Hold my tits," she told him, both ignoring the obvious sensation of his hard cock pressed up the length of her bare pussy as she snapped the picture. Her mouth gaped open as if she were moaning, just to tease me, but the live picture showed him actually thrusting up, lifting her slightly.

'Careful what you say, love,' she sent along with the image as she very slowly got out of the tub, prolonging the feeling of a new cock so close to her pussy for the first time in so many years.

They both just admired the other's naked body as they dried up, making it to the massage table just in time as the two ladies walked in.

The massages were incredible and did nothing to ease the sexual tension.

Mindy couldn't believe how her body was reacting to the touch, parting her legs when the masseuse would slide under the towel, fighting back moans as she hit spots that sent shockwaves through her body. She was so wet and aroused as she kept picturing Ryan’s big cock. She smiled the entire time as her mind wandered, recalling the weight she felt as she had it between her legs. ‘I wonder how he would react if he were her,’ she thought about her husband, which only turned her on. ‘He did send a bottle,’ she reasoned, ‘and told me to enjoy.’ She smiled to herself again as the masseuse asked them both to flip.

One of the ladies gasped as they lay on their backs. It was Ryan’s masseuse, clearly noticing the outline of his erection through the thin sheets. “Sorry,” she whispered to him as he did everything he could to tame it. His cock was just engorged, flopping down his leg as the head threatened to peek out.

Ryan tried to stop thinking about it as he fought his erection. Since he was pressed down earlier, he let his mind wander. ‘Fuck, her pussy is so delicious. I can't believe this is happening. Would she have been ok if I slipped inside her? Would I lose friends over this? I mean, it was her that clearly shifted for it to be pressing on her,’ he grunted as they made him flip.

Finally able to tame it a bit, his mind started up again, picturing her face as he thrust his cock over the bubbles, ‘Fuck, she was so into it. I would have burst if she actually grabbed it, but then again,’ he smiled to himself, recalling how her puffy lips parted around his cock. He could barely focus on the picture as she instructed him to grab her tits. “Ugh,” he grunted as his cock twitched and the masseuse tugged the towel to cover up his exposed tip. ‘She keeps promising not to say anything,’ he pondered, ‘I mean, she’s the one making moves here too. I wonder if anyone would find out if I went for it and tried to fuck her while we have this room.’

His back felt relieved as the massage neared the end. It was so hard for him to keep from tenting the towel with his erection, especially as he glanced over, seeing Mindy’s nipples exposed over the towel.

“You guys are the last couple using this room,” the lady said, turning the lights a bit brighter than the almost pitch-black candlelight that they had set for the massages. “Feel free to take your time in here as we don't close for another two hours, and we see you have barely touched your wine. We will start the tub for you again, but we please ask that you use the shower to clean off the excess oils before you go in,” she smiled as we thanked her, and we heard the door shut behind them.

Mindy propped herself up, leaving her tits exposed as she turned to him. “That was amazing,” she said, glancing down at the expanding tent over his crotch.

“My back feels great, but I failed so badly at hiding this thing,” he chuckled as he grabbed his cock over the towel.

She gasped, “I wonder what you might have been thinking about.” She smirked as she rolled out of the bed, letting her towel hit the floor and standing before him naked.

She felt the urge to climb on the bed and grab it, but she couldn’t. She had already crossed the line enough. Instead, she enjoyed his eyes on her and grabbed the edge of the towel, exposing him as he let it hit the floor. His cock swayed side to side as the towel slipped off. Crossing his arms over the back of his head, using his palms as pillows. He lay there, open for her to admire.

“I bet you wish it was me massaging you instead,” she teased, her hand softly caressing his chest, trailing down towards his cock but sliding down his oblique instead, down his inner thigh, careful not to touch as he watched her circle him.

He grinned as he let his cock openly twitch to her touch. She only peeled her eyes off his cock to grab her phone from the counter.

“Everything ok?” he asked as her face froze in shock.

“I uh,” she stammered, reading her husband’s texts, “he is, like, actually super turned on by all this,” she managed with a serious look of shock.

“Let’s see if he really wants more pictures,” she smiled, pointing the phone at Ryan’s cock and snapping away, “Grab it,” she directed as she sent the pictures.

She gasped, “Fuck,” she smiled, “he is so fucking dirty.”

“He wants pictures of me,” she smiled as she handed Ryan the phone. He stayed lying down as he framed my naked body, and I posed for him. Ryan was sending him each picture he took without really reviewing them.

His cock throbbed, and it caught her attention. “I am so into this,” he grunted, loving the moment as he can openly enjoy her and share the moment with his buddy, her husband.

She reached down, touching herself; she turned, bending over to show off her ass, and then she got close to him, massaging his calf and working her way up as he was still slick from the oils. He continued to snap and send, not aware that his erection was in the shot as he texted his buddy images of his wife getting closer. Her hand slid up high inner thigh, grazing his balls, and he grunted. She repeated it a few times before he felt her grab them and slide her fingers up his cock.

He thrust forward as he forgot about taking pictures and just watched her. She stroked him slowly, enjoying the new sensation in her hand. It slid so easily, and she was mesmerized.

“Picture,” she reminded him as she leaned down, resting her head on his thigh, looking up at his cock in her hand. He framed her ring perfectly and turned the phone over to her, as there was no way he was clicking send on that image.

She reluctantly let him go, but not before stroking him up and down quickly and then taking the phone from his hand. Her fingers lingered over his thigh as she looked over the image. Ryan took the opportunity to admire her body, focusing on her pussy, which he knew he would be stroking once he needed something to get him off.

“He is such a perv,” she smiled and then put her phone down. “Come on, baby, let’s shower,” she teased him, pulling his leg off the bed, and they both made it to the shower.

Mindy lathered her hands and closed the gap between the two, “Not that this is cheating, but maybe you don't tell your wife that I showered with you,” she smiled as her hands ran up and down his chest, down his stomach, and over his shaved pubic area.

“I have a feeling your husband might know exactly what we are doing here,” he teased, lathering his hands and sloping her body, starting with her tits, teasing her nipple, and rounding back to her ass.

He pulled her body into his, and she gasped, whispering, “It’s just a shower, OK,” in such a seductive tone that his cock twitched. She grabbed it and started stroking him as their bodies stayed pressed, warm water running down the two of them. “Just a shower,” he grunted as her tiny hand expertly worked him. She loved how his erection pressed onto her soaped body. She massaged and cleaned his balls, tracing her fingers down past them and towards his ass.

She tiptoed and whispered in his ear, “Clean me up good,” guiding his hands between her legs. She exaggerated her moan as his fingers parted her lips and easily slipped inside her.

“What happens here, stays here,” she said with a hungry look as she let the water rush over his cock, and she fell down to her knees. She moaned as his cock parted her lips and her tongue explored the size and taste of another man.

He moaned hard, making her nervous that the staff may have heard him, but it was assurance that she was doing a good job. She secretly wished she had pictures of this, but she concentrated on enjoying and remembering the moment. Wondering if she would even confess to this as his new taste intoxicated her. She rubbed his cock over her lips, feeling him pulse, leaking precum as she savored him.

He held her head and pulled his cock out as she looked up at him confused. He pulled her up and kissed her right in the mouth, darting his tongue in as he savored his own taste in my wife’s mouth. He grunted, and her eyes were wide open in shock. “I have always wanted to do that, but my wife would definitely judge me for being into that,” he admitted as they locked eyes. “I don’t have to lie to you,” his fingers reached between them and easily slid inside of my wife. She moaned as her hips thrust to force his fingers in deeper, “It’s not like anyone will find out,” he added.

She was gasping, “Ohh fuck, that was hot actually. Do you like how you taste in my mouth?”

He grunted and grinned as his fingers topped out and his thumb pressed her clit. He was basically holding her up with his other hand wrapped around her as her legs nearly gave out. “I love it, especially since it's you, to be honest,” he admitted, turning her over and reaching for her pussy as she bent over. He guided his cock towards her mouth, allowing her to suck him as he met her pace with his fingers. She was backing into them as he got her close to cumming but stopped.

“Let’s go in the tub,” he grunted. “I want to try something with you.”

They both got in, and she followed his lead as he sat on the edge, outside the water. “I want to watch you touch yourself,” he instructed.

Her eyes were lustful as she watched him stroke his cock, and he watched her fingers slip in and out of her pussy.

“You have such a hot cock,” she moaned, causing him to smile and wink.

“Your pussy is fucking incredible and that’s a not even the best part,” he offered. Her face tilted questioningly as she circled her clit.

“You just seem so kinky. I never thought you to be so wild, and yet look at us,” he smiled, “You know what I taste like,” he smirked, “Are you going to tell him? Are you guys cool like that?”

Mindy thought, pushing two fingers deep inside her, “I don’t know,” she admitted, biting her lower lip, “he told me to have fun, but he never said to suck your cock,” she giggled. “I mean,” she started, distracted as his cock pulsed in his hand.

She stood and made her way next to him, quietly sitting down and guiding his hand to her pussy. She reciprocated and took over stroking him. She leaned in and whispered, “We have role-played me fooling around with another man and threesomes.” She felt her pussy contract. “Do you think I should tell him I had you in my mouth?”

He couldn’t believe they were into this kind of play, nor that he was the first one she had ever crossed that line with. Ryan himself had actually fantasized about sharing his wife, but she was fairly prude when it came to even watching porn. Ryan grabbed his phone off the side and texted me, ‘Hey dude! You are the man for not canceling all this. Mindy is fucking amazing! You guys are so lucky.’

Ryan put his finger on her lips, pulling her lower lip down, and softly said, “I’ll send him a picture of you taking me in your mouth. If he is anything like me, I know what he wants to see,” he winked. She was in shock but went with it as she eased her body into the water, placing her hands on his thigh and looking up as she kissed the tip of his cock and licked him before taking him deep in her mouth. He grunted as he started to snap away.

‘We need to play more often,’ he texted along with the first image of Mindy’s lips on him, ‘secrets safe with me, BTW.’

I nearly came when I saw the image of her mouth on his cock. It was a more intense feeling than I could have anticipated.

‘Dude, you got some balls sending me that. Lol. She looks fucking hot there! To be honest, this has been a fantasy of mine for a while; not sure how much she told you.’ I was hard and occasionally had to stop from stroking to make sure I didn’t cum.

‘We are more similar than you might think, bud. That's so hot! Also, her pussy is fucking beautiful,’ Ryan replied.

‘She’s on the pill; enjoy her!’

He showed Mindy our messages, and she moaned on his cock, licking it up, savoring it, before rubbing it all over her lips and quickly giving him a taste, moaning as her tongue pushed onto his mouth.

“I want you to come over,” she moaned, “I want to put on a show for him,” she smiled, “but this moment is 100% for me.”

“I am all yours,” Ryan groaned.

She bit his lower lip. “Keep texting him, and don’t worry; I have a feeling he will agree. You can use me to fulfill any kinky fantasies Melissa won’t do for you.”

She was on fire as she stroked his cock into her mouth. He was grunting and nearing orgasm as he watched his best friend’s wife devour his cock. He was so turned on noticing she was also touching herself. His cock pulsed, releasing precum into her mouth, and he could feel her swirl her tongue around his head, nearly making him cum.

“Fuck,” he grunted, putting his hand on her face, stopping her as he pulsed. ‘No,’ he thought to himself, as he was sure he would start cumming and possibly end this experience with her.

Fortunately, he was able to fight it back, her lips softly wrapped around him as she knew well what he was doing. Her smile showed the pride she had in getting him there, as her fingers kept working her clit.

Regaining his composure, he admired my wife’s face between his legs, rubbing his cock around her lips before pulling her up to his level, softly kissing her.

“My turn to find out what you taste like, Mindy,” he said softly, “get on the massage bed,” he nearly demanded. She was intrigued by his assertiveness and did as she was told, slowly climbing out and briefly drying herself.

As soon as she looked up, she noticed Ryan was right by her. He pulled her legs apart and kneeled on the floor, gasping as he admired her from close. He took in her scent before planting soft kisses around her lips. He was amazed at how her lips rested together but easily parted for him when he put a little pressure. She was slick with her own wetness, and he lapped it up. Slowly flicking his tongue up and down, pushing down on her clit before circling back down towards her opening.

My wife moaned as she felt his fingers easily push into her, causing her to raise her hips up. He was determined to make her cum hard, knowing where to press, how to lick, and the right pressure as he felt my wife thrash under his grip. "Don't stop," her sweet voice pierced the tantric music as he felt her tighten around his fingers, clearly cumming. He looked up to see her mouth wide open, silently moaning as she fought back the noise. It was intense and quick after the buildup between them, and her legs shut closed around his head, no longer able to take it anymore.

They both laughed as she released him, "Fuck, I just came so hard, Ryan."

"I can do that all night. You are so wet, and you taste fucking incredible," he savored her on his lips as his hands rested on her knees. His cock bouncing with excitement so close to her pussy.

"I wasn't going to do this, but," she said, hesitating as she reached for his cock, "don't hold back," she begged as she guided him towards her pussy. Her eyes shot open and she gasped, seeing and feeling a new cock part her lips for the first time as a married woman.

She enjoyed the sensation, rubbing the tip up and down the length of her pussy, focusing the pressure as he pressed on her swollen clit.

Mindy squealed as she aligned him to her opening. A visual she would never forget for many reasons. He was not her husband, but his best friend, she was friends with his wife, his cock felt bigger in her hand than any she had experienced, her husband gave her permission, she thinks, and she was a married woman, giving it up for him. She quickly snapped out of her haze as he trusted forward, popping the head into her wet pussy.

“Yes,” she moaned loudly as he pulsed inside her. Parting her lips and stretching her more with each deep thrust until he bottomed out. He held still, looking over her as they both felt his cock throbbing inside her. She was focusing on the new sensation until there was a knock on the door.

“We are closing soon,” one of the masseuses said through the closed door. They both heard their giggles fading as they clearly heard what was going on in the room.

They both looked disappointed as they looked into eachothers eyes. He slowly slipped out of her as they both watched his cock come back to view. “Fuck,” she grunted as she caressed her soft lips, “that was good. You felt so,” she hesitated, “different,” she admitted as she watched him slip the robe around him, his throbbing erection protruding past the slip.

She rolled forward, off the edge of the massage bed, “Even if we don’t ever get to do that again,” she slumped to her knees, “I will never forget what that was like,” she finished as she held his cock, licking and slipping it into her mouth one last time, “and what you taste like,” she winked as she stood up, kissing him.

He tied the robe, pinning his cock up against his belly as he watched her get dressed, back in the sheer bikini and slipping her robe around her.

They walked out hand in hand as the staff was clearly aware of their play. They let go of each other before reaching the lockers, “Don’t delete those pictures,” he said softly, “but I definitely cant store them on my phone,” he chuckled as they parted ways into the locker rooms to get their belongings.

She was a mess as she walked back into the room, catching me naked and hard on the bed as I admired her. She was soaked in so many ways, her hair still wet, leaking through her thong bikini as she parted the robe.

“I want to know everything,” I grinned as she slid into the bed with me.