Wives Chpt.4 MMFF,VOY,NC
Wives Chapter 4 of 7


   Jason worked firmly, massaging Shelly's shoulders, stretching out
her arms and soothing the muscles with long strokes, working each of
the fingers, and then returning to her shoulders. Now his strokes
became longer and more vigorous as his hands slid from her shoulders
down to the small of her back. With each stroke, Shelly's ass wiggled
invitingly, and even better, the sheet slipped lower.  Stroke after
stroke the sheet slipped down until it stopped at the top of her
thighs, completely exposing her soft sweet ass. 

    My eyes took it all in, from her shoulders down past her finely
sculpted shoulder blades to the gentle arch of her back, the narrowing
at her waist and then a delightful rise to the well formed mounds of
her ass cheeks. The sheet was so light I knew she had no idea how far
it had slipped, and that made the view even more arousing.  She lay
there on the table, completely unaware, moaning with pleasure now and
then as Jason's hands soothed her muscles.     

   Jason's strokes grew longer until he was now sliding his hands all
the way down over each ass cheek and back up again. As he did so, he
told Shelly that he was going to slide his hands under the sheet to
massage the major muscles in each buttock. As she murmured something
about how good it felt, Jason's hands began a downward and outward
series of strokes. 

    As he approached her ass cheeks, I could see why he wanted her to
think the sheet was still in place. With each outward movement, he
spread Shelly's ass wider and wider, giving us all increasingly more
open views of her cute little anus. Soon his hands were fully on each
side of her ass, stroking down and pushing out until her delectable
ass was spread open completely, almost obscenely, with every detail of
her anus exposed for us to explore with our eyes. 

   Of course, Jason had more than his eyes to explore with. He paused
for a moment, and told Shelly it was time to work the major inner
muscles. "I can do this working under the sheet, but it's a lot easier
if I move it aside so I can see the line of muscle."

   "I'd rather you didn't move it," Shelly answered. "I'm trying not
to be a prude, but I'd be so embarrassed without the sheet I don't
think I could relax at all."

   "Okay, I don't want you to be tense," Jason said. "As long as you
understand there are some things I'll need to uncover a bit later when
I work on your lymph system."

   "As long as its not too much," she answered, "but you better get me
good and relaxed ahead of time." 

   It was Jerry's turn to help things along. "Honey, you're fine.
Everything's covered, and if he needs to do some things later, let the
man do what we're paying for."

       Of course everything wasn't covered. It was all delightfully
exposed. As Jason slid his hands under the imaginary sheet, he said.
"alright, the muscle group I'm after is approximately here." 

   As he talked, he moved one hand inward until the outer side of his
hand was resting directly on top of her anus. We could all see her
tighten up at his touch, but she said nothing. "Excuse me," he said,
sliding his hand upward and slightly off her anus,"I won't embarrass
either of us by apologizing any more, but please understand It's a
little difficult without seeing.  Bear with me now," and he squeezed
her ass cheek between his thumb and fingers, moving in a slight
circular motion. 

   Jerry and I couldn't help ourselves. We both stepped up to the
table and leaned over to get a closer look at her naked ass. The edge
of his hand was still  between her ass cheeks, and with every circular
movement her tempting little anus was pulled up and even stretched
open a bit. When he changed hands to work the other cheek, his hand
slid down on her bud again, but this time she didn't tense. Pulling
her cheek up and out on this side gave us even more glances inside
hermoist pink asshole. 

    Since she hadn't complained, Jason took full advantage, putting
both hands between her cheeks, squeezing them hard and pressing
outward. He held her spread open that way a moment, and we were all
treated to view deep into her now relaxed and open asshole. I imagine
it was all he could do to keep from sliding his finger into her, but
he controlled it, and finally let her cheeks close again.

   Every one of us had a huge bulge in our pants, but the show had
only begun.  Jason pulled the sheet back up over Shelly's shoulders,
and told her he would do her legsnow. One by one he lifted each
leg, pulled backward on it, and placed it back on the table. When he
had finished, her legs were spread as far apart as the table allowed.
He lifted the sheet up from her left leg, giving us a brief view of
her ass and the back of her pussy. He settled the sheet down and
tucked it between her legs for a moment to give her the feeling of
being covered there, but then flipped the tail of the sheet up
exposing her crotch. 

    Jason ran his hands up her legs, working his way to her inner
thighs. With each stroke his fingers came with inches of her pussy
lips, then slid on and up across her buttocks. Her light blonde pubic
hair did little to conceal those sweet lips, and we enjoyed a long
look at her from the back as he worked each leg. When he finished and
pulled the sheet back down to cover her legs, I assumed he was going
to tell her to turn over.  I began to move out of the room but he
motioned to me to stay.

   "One last thing and we'll have you turn over, Shelly," he said,
"I'm going to find the trigger points at the base of your buttocks and
press in on them.  Believe it or not, they have a lot to do with
muscle aches in other parts of your body." 

   Jerry got helpful again by saying, "Yeah, I've heard about pressure
points and trigger points."

   "Okay," Jason said, "let me fix the sheet for you." He began
folding the sheet upward, and pressed it down on both upper thighs,
apparently covering her fully. What she couldn't feel was the amount
of slack in the sheet between her legs, and after a moment he pulled
the center upward while holding each thigh.  The effect was a high
tent exposing her ass and pussy once again. 

   "Okay, Shelly, these points are easier to find. They should be
here," he said, sliding one hand up to the base of her right ass
cheek, "and here." He slid the other hand up to the base of her left
cheek, and then pressed in on both sides with his thumbs. 

   "Let me know if I'm using too much pressure," he said, and began to
move his thumbs up and to the outer sides of each cheek. "Does that
feel alright?" he asked her.

   "It doesn't hurt," she answered. 

   "Good," he said, "I'll work the points now." As he spoke, he
pressed in again with his thumbs and without lifting them, stretched
the skin outward. The result was wonderful. With each upward lift, the
back of her pussy rose up and then settled back down. As he applied
more pressure more and more of her pussy was pulled up. Soon the
pressure on her labia caused them to separate slightly, and a few
strokes later, her pussy lips were pulling open from the back with
each upward stroke. 

   Jerry and I leaned in again to watch his wife's pussy moving
erotically under Jason's hands. Jerry was barely breathing as her dark
pink lips were pulled open to show the delicious pink flesh inside.
Jason adjusted his thumbs one last time, and as he pushed in deeply,
her labia parted fully, exposing the sweet inner opening of her sex.

   My cock was beginning to seep at the incredibly erotic view, and I
had to adjust my pants to keep a wet spot from showing through. Jerry
was in the same condition, and had begun stroking himself lightly. The
arousal of knowing we all had a fantastic rear view of his naked
wife's open vagina must have been overwhelming. 

   Jason covered Shelly again and told her it was time to turn over. I
stepped out for a few minutes, and came back in to see her lying on
her back with a moist cloth over her eyes. Jason had already finished
massaging her shoulders, and began long slow strokes from her upper
chest down across her ribs to her hip. On each side, the strokes
uncovered  more and more of her breast as Jason's forearm slid under
the sheet and lifted it. Her breasts were lovely and firm, sloping
gently out to the sides as she lay there. 

   Now Jason moved to sit behind Shelly's head, and began to massage
the upper part of her chest. Soon his hands were pressing into the
upper swell of her breasts, moving them erotically under the sheet.
Her nipples were dark pink shadows under the cloth. He paused and told
her, "I'll need to do your thorax and abdomen now. Shall I remove the
sheet or would you like a partial drape?"

   "The drape, please. If that's okay."

   We all looked at each other. She'd said, "IF that's okay." Things
were getting better and better. Jason told her he could use a partial
drape on her thorax without a problem, and adjusted the sheet by
pulling it up to cover her upper chest completely.  Then without a
pause, he folded back one side of the sheet to completely expose her
left breast.  I doubt if that was the  kind of partial drape she'd
been expecting, but by now she was probably congratulating herself for
behaving so maturely.  After all, the masseur wouldn't being trying
anything unprofessional with her husband right there, would he?

  Shelly's nipples were beautiful. They stood straightup, a
delicious dark pink against the even darker aureoles. Jason began at
the base of her breast, massaging the skin there and then worked his
way up the outside, over and down again. The effect was to make her
breast jiggle back and forth as if she were dancing nude. He explained
that he was tracing the lymph channel, and spent extra time sliding
his fingers along the inner swell and down her abdomen. 

   "Your blood has a heart to pump it around your body. The lymph
channel doesn't. It relies on body movement and pressure. Without the
movement and pressure, lymph builds up and you have congestion, which
can lead to pain and other difficulties." His hands were now poised on
eitherside of her breast.

   "I don't mean to be graphic here, but even your husband's caresses
often don't create pressure in the right direction." With that he
moved his hands in and squeezed her breast from both sides. He held
her breast up that way for a moment, giving us all a good look as her
luscious nipple was thrust up. Then he placed both of his thumbs on
her nipple and slid his hands upward, pulling her breast higher until
he released it to fall back against her chest. He repeated this a few
times, and finished by actually grasping her nipple between his thumb
and forefinger and pulling on it as his other hand pressed in on the
soft flesh all around it. 

    Shelly lay there quietly, but her facial expression showed more
and more stress. Finally, when Jason pulled on her nipple, she
squirmed and said "God, this is embarrassing. Please, maybe we should
stop. I just... I don't think I can stay relaxed this way."

   "I understand," Jason said soothingly. "This is your first
therapeutic massage. It's different from a simple relaxation massage.
I'm certain the muscle aches you've been feeling are due to congested
lymph channels, but you won't need work on the lymph system each time.
Just today, and then every six weeks to eight weeks. So I'm going to
ask you to bear with me this first time, Shelly,

relax and let me do things properly, then see if you don't feel a lot
better.  I'm sure you will, but we can decide to eliminate working the
lymph system from your treatments in the future if you don't think
there's enough benefit."

   "I think you should relax and give it a try, Shelly," Jerry
prompted.

   "Jerry, it's almost harder with you in here."

   "Don't let it be. I'm just gonna read a magazine. You relax and
afterwards we'll go out for dinner."

   After a moment, Shelly let out a long breath, and relaxed her body.
Jason looked over at Jerry, gave him the OK sign, and said silently,
"good job." He then uncovered the other breast and began the same
procedure. As he worked, both of Shelly's nipples grew clearly
aroused, standing out stiffly from her breasts.  When he finished and
pulled the sheet back over her upper body, the nipples remained hard,
making visible points under the cloth.

   By now Jerry's knees had grown weak, and he sat down heavily. He'd
just helped another man play with his wife's breasts, teasing and
pulling on them, making them grow aroused and hard while she lay there
in naive innocence about what a masseur should or shouldn't do.

   But the final ten minutes were going to make everything else seem
tame.  Jason moved to Shelly's legs, placed a brace under each, moved
them wide apart, and massaged them with long smooth strokes that
reached up to her abdomen. He made certain she could feel the sheet
covering her genitals, but made an opening as he worked on each leg
that exposed her delicate labia and the small hood of flesh that
covered her clitoris. The way he placed the sheet almost had the
effect of a skirt pushed back, and I stared happily up that skirt at
her naked pussy, leaning in as best I could to memorize every detail.

   Jason finished her legs, and told her there was one more area to
work on. He explained that the lymph channels ran down the joint
between her torso and her legs, and that he would place pressure on
those channels just as he had on her thorax. 

   Shelly's newfound bravery faltered as she thought about his hands
so close to her privates, but she tried to sound matter-of-fact. "Will
you be able to drape me for this?"

   "Partially," Jason answered, and began to adjust the sheet before
she could say anything more. He used the sheet to cover each leg and
then brought a length of it down from her stomach to cover her pubic
mound. He massaged her upper thighs for a few moments, watching her
body relax under his soothing strokes, and then carefully lifted the
sheet up, baring her pussy for us again. 

   Using both hands, his fingers traced the line on each side of her
pubic mound, following the channel between her legs and torso. "This
is the lymph channel I'll be working," he explained, and slid his
fingers all the way down to the swell of her buttocks. "I'll begin now
if you're ready. "

   Shelly's voice was shallow and small, but she said, "Alright."

   "Good. Now I'm going to need your help here, Shelly." As he spoke,
he took hold of her right ankle and lifted it up. "I'm lifting your
leg up, and I need you to hold it for me so my hands can be free."
Without waiting for a reply, he pushed upward on her leg bending it at
the knee, took hold of her hand and placed it under her thigh.

   So help me, I thought I'd cum in my pants. There was sweet innocent
Shelly, holding her leg up and open to give us a gorgeous view all the
way down to her now visible asshole. 

   "I....I think the drape moved," she almost whispered.

   "I know," Jason answered quietly. "It's difficult during this
part."

   I couldn't believe it. Jason was actually telling the woman her
most private parts weren't covered any more. At first I couldn't
understand why he'd risk that, but then I knew. He wanted her to know
she was exposed. He wanted to see how she'd react.

   Jason's hands began their work, and my blood pressure must have
gone through the roof. Every time his fingers slid down between her
leg and pussy, the pressure pulled at her labia, stretching them to
one side. After a few strokes, he shifted his hand and let the edge of
it slide over just enough to press down on the edge of her pussy as he
followed the channel, finally causing her lips to pull open. Now with
each stroke her pussy opened wider, and she had to know it. 

   He told her to lower her leg and then lifted the other, using the
same slow pressuring strokes. It wasn't long before her sweet pussy
opened for us again, and this time there was clearly new moisture
forming in her partially exposed vagina. 

   I looked at Jerry, and he was actually perspiring. Beads of it
formed on his forehead as Jason's "incidental" attention to his wife's
pussy brought out more and more of her sweet moisture.

   With each stroke, Jason opened her lips wider until we could see
deep into her dark pink, very wet vagina. He never touched the center
of her, but his constant stroking made her clitoris stiffen and stand
out from its nub of flesh.

   Or was it something else? As I watched her labia begin to swell I
had another thought. Was it all due to the pressure of Jason's hands?
Or was this shy modest woman getting hot knowing that a stranger could
see every part of her open like this? Maybe somewhere inside she was
surprising herself, and using this "legitimate procedure" as an excuse
to display herself.

   I was almost relieved when he finally ended the stroking, told her
to relax and covered her with the sheet. I couldn't take the pressure
any more, and needed to get home to my wife in a big hurry.

   I waved to Jerry and Jason, and left. 

   They told me later that everything ended okay. Shelly got dressed,
and told Jason all the aches were gone. When he asked if she wanted
more or less of anything next time, she said she liked the muscle
relaxing part of the massage best, and was glad she didn't have to
have the lymph treatment each time. Jason nodded with understanding.
He told her that quite of few of his patients, both men and women, had
the same reaction. "I know it's difficult to relax while I express the
channels," he said, "but its an important part of the overall
benefits."

   After they left, Jerry took Shelly out to dinner. While they were
eating, Jerry asked her if she thought the massage had really helped.
She told him she really thought it did, and she might want to schedule
another appointment if Jerry was okay with that. Needless to say, he
was very, very okay with that.    


   So now Jerry was on board, and everything was set for next
Wednesday.