[MFM] Our best friend and me gave my wife a nude massage Pt. 1

It all started because Steve had decided to take a massage class.

Steve, my wife Lill and I have known each other for well over a decade, and we have a very close friendship.

At the time Steve booked the class, he had been going out for a few months with a pretty girl who’d been keen to attend – a good thing as it was a couples’ class. She’d amicably broke up with him a few days before the first session.

He was at our place for a post-breakup commiseration dinner, and he mentioned that he was bummed he couldn’t attend the class anymore. “Couples only,” he said mournfully. “And it wasn’t cheap either.”

“I’ve got an idea,” said Lill. “I’ve wanted to do massage for ages. What if I come with you to the massage course?”

Steve looked at me questioning Ly, and I said, “Great idea! That way you don’t have to miss out, and Lill gets to learn massage skills for free!”

I was joking but Steve wouldn’t hear of payment for Lill’s part of the course – he was just thrilled to be going.

The class was each Wednesday for four weeks, and Lill and Steve attended the first session excitedly. A curious thing happened though – the first night Lill came home, she came home horny. Very horny.

Before dinner was over, she pulled me over to the couch, whipped off my pants and had me coming in her mouth a few minutes later.

“What brought that on?” I asked at the end of it. “Did you enjoy your massage class that much?”

She blushed. “Not gonna lie baby,” she said. “It wasn’t en erotic massage class or anything, but it was more risqué than I expected.”

“Oh yeah,” I said, curious. “How so?”

“They make you strip down to underwear,” she said, blushing.

“No way!” I laughed.

“It was so strange,” she laughed. “One girl didn’t realise as well and she wasn’t wearing a bra, so she wound up going topless!”

I suddenly realised something. “Hey, weren’t you wearing your lacy bra and undies?”

“Yep,” she said. I knew those underwear well. The shorts were very brief, and showed her pubis through the lacy top very clearly. As for the bra – well, it left little to the imagination…it was made entirely of lace, and seeing her nipples and aereole through them always made me a bit hot and bothered.

“Steve must have been surprised,” I laughed.

“That’s one way of putting it.” Steve was like a sibling to both of us. He had never dreamed of seeing Lill naked. “I think he almost had an aneurism when he started to massage me. But he was a perfect gentleman. Well, mostly…”

“Mostly?”

“We’ll, when it was my turn to massage, let’s just say his body…responded.”

“Wow,” I said, “that would have been awkward.”

Lill laughed, nodded, shrugged and blushed in the same moment. “Hey, Lill” I continued, “I reckon you should wear the ones with the roses next time, and try and make his head explode.”

Lill laughed, shocked. “You serious?” The underwear I was referring to were a very brief bikini style bottom, made totally out of lace, hiding nothing at all, and a bra that was little more than a barely-there lacy strip, adorned with lace roses.

“You have to!” I laughed.

“He’s not the only other person there, you know,” I said.

“Even better. You’re hot, Lill!”

Lill shook her head. “You are crazy, Ben,” she said to me. “God, I need to masturbate or something.” She plonked down next to me, pulled down her pants and revealed the lacy panties she’d inadvertently teased Steve with that night. She shoved her fingers down to her clit, and massaged it roughly for no more than 30 seconds before her body stiffened and she came.

“Feel better?.…” I said, very amused by now. She didn’t respond, just flopped into my arms and gave me a long kiss.

* * *

The following Wednesday, before her second class, Lill stepped into a shower and came out wrapped in a towel. “Baby?” she said. “Were you serious about the rose underwear?”

To be continued

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