Happy Ending - Seduction (Patreon)

I don't know whether my husband's Mother's Day gift was deliberate or not, but I was not about to reject a relaxing massage certificate.

He told me I could use it anytime within the next 6 months, but I decided to use it on mother's day.

"Can I have fun? My kind of fun?" I asked when we were alone.

"You can try; it's really not that type of parlor," he replied.

The place was upscale, an actual spa with trained professionals and no side businesses.

I took it as a challenge.

My masseuse was a very handsome man in his late twenties, polite but a little more on the shy side.

"Hi! I'm Ricardo, and I'll be your relaxation specialist for today," he greeted me at the front desk and walked me to the massage room. "Your voucher includes a relaxing massage, sauna, and jacuzzi time. The total time is 2 hours; you can use them as you like. I suggest a 40-minute massage, 20 minutes in the sauna, and the rest in the jacuzzi. If you behave, you'll get a glass of champagne at the jacuzzi," he said in his soft, soothing voice.

"Then I can forget about the champagne," I said, and he let out a little chuckle. "Could you do a full 2-hour massage?" I asked.

"Sure, if that's what you want. Most people can't handle a full two-hour session, though," he said.

"Oh, I can take much more than that," I said, and he gave me a side smile that made my nipples stand.

"So, let's start with the massage, and we'll go from there. I'll leave you to get ready; you can leave your clothes on that table. When you're ready, lie on your belly here and cover yourself with this sheet," he said as he handed me a soft cotton sheet. "I'll be back in five minutes," he continued and then left the room.

I quickly got naked and started playing with my pussy. I thought about letting my cute masseuse catch me, but I decided to be a bit more cautious.

As I lay flat on the massage table, I placed a hand between my legs and kept playing with my clit as I waited for Ricardo to come back.

Ricardo knocked on the door and interrupted me mid moan.

"Come in!" I said. I know I should've moved my hand away from my pussy before he entered the room, but I was feeling daring.

"Ok, so, are you ready?" he asked.

"You have no idea," I said as I gave my pussy one last squeeze before visibly raising my hips and moving my hand away. The sheet covered me, but the motion was too obvious to be confused.

"Amazing, let me move this," he said, moving the sheet down my body, to the edge of my butt. "Oh, you took off your bra, good. Seems like this isn't your first time." 

"Yeah, I don't like my clothes soiled with oils, so I'm bare under the sheet; I hope you don't mind," I said and wiggled my butt.

"Not at all, thank you for telling me, though; that way I can be careful moving the sheet," he said.

"You don't need to be careful; I'm not shy," I said and pushed the sheet further down, revealing a bit of my crack.

"Got it, still, let's keep you covered," he said, pulling the sheet back, concealing my butt again.

As he did that, his hands grazed my hips, and it made me shiver. I knew what I wanted, but he was not going to make it easy for me.

He started rubbing my shoulders and back. His hands were remarkable; the oil he used smelled like vanilla and herbs. It was really soothing to me. He had soft hands and was gentle but applied pressure in the right places. All in all, it was an excellent massage.

Then he moved down on my back, and I started moaning lightly; he applied a bit more pressure as he reached my hips.

"Oh, yeah. That feels great," I said as he massaged my hip bones.

"Here?" He asked, rubbing my hips with his thumbs.

"Yeah, right there," I said and pushed the sheet down again.

He got the message and started rubbing lightly on the exposed part of my butt. I wanted so badly to play with my clit at that moment, but I had to be content with moaning softly as he applied pressure to my ass.

"Does this feel good?" he asked.

"If you're making a woman moan, you don't need to ask if it feels good," I replied.

He started going a bit harder on my butt, and I felt him slide his fingers under the sheet. I moaned a bit harder; his hands felt amazing in my ass.

Suddenly he stopped and moved to my feet; he slid the fabric up and started working on my calves. He used a bit more strength there, and I grunted with that.

"And how should I interpret your grunting then?" He asked playfully.

"Like I want more of that," I replied and opened my legs lightly. The bed sheet was still covering most of my lower half, but I started pulling it to the side with my right hand.

He started massaging higher on my legs. When he rubbed the back of my knees, I gasped.

"A little softer there," I asked, and he immediately went easier. "Yeah. Like that, keep doing that," I said.

I don't know if he's aware that that is an erogenous zone for many girls. But he massaged me nice and long, as I felt my pussy throb, begging for attention.

While he focused there, I kept pulling the bedding until it eventually slid off my body. He tried catching it, but I said, "Keep rubbing me, please."

He went back to my legs and let the fabric fall down to the floor.

I was naked in front of him; I had no way of seeing him since my face was buried in the headrest. But I moaned with more intention.

He started massaging my thighs, and I opened my legs further, hoping he would have a nice view of my pussy.

"You don't need to, uhm, spread them so much," he said; he sounded nervous.

"Oh, sorry, does it bother you?" I asked.

"Not at all," he replied. "I just want you to be as comfortable as possible." 

"Oh, in that case," I said and opened my legs even further; I was sure he could now see my vagina.

Ricardo kept rubbing my legs, going higher and higher with each stroke. I felt him rubbing the inside of my thighs, and I moaned loud. My moans had turned from relaxing to sexually loaded.

His hands closed in on my vagina, and just as he was about to reach her, his hands moved outwards, to the base of my butt.

The pressure he was applying felt heavenly, but that was not what I really wanted.

"Could you go back? It felt really good what you were doing before," I said in the sexiest voice I could muster.

"I'd love to, but I was already breaking the rules," he replied, while still massaging my butt, but sliding down his fingers every now and then to my inner thighs.

"I don't have any rules, just what feels good," I replied. I moaned every time he approached my pussy.

"Yeah. But my boss," he said.

"If you can keep a secret, so can I. Are you going to make me beg you?" I replied.

A tense silence filled the room, while he kept rubbing my butt and legs. Suddenly his hands went right between my legs. I could feel the warmth of his fingers radiating into my pussy.

I gasped when I felt his hands going deeper, reaching the front of my legs from the inside. His fingers grazed my lips and I shimmered.

He pulled his hands away. I had to collect my breath to tell him, "Don't you dare stop now."

"Time to turn around," he said in a serious tone that caught me off-guard.

I did as he commanded, exposing my tits and pussy to Ricardo. His eyes were fixed on my breasts, and he had to fix an awkward situation happening in his pants.

"I thought you'd be used to seeing tits in here," I said with a broad smile as I pushed my breasts together.

"It's less common than you think," he said, his eyes still glued on my chest.

"Enjoy it then. Do you want to massage them?" I asked.

"I shouldn't," he said.

"Yes, you shouldn't. But you're going to do it anyway," I said and grabbed one of his hands and put it on my tits. It moved immediately, massaging my tit; his other hand joined soon enough, and I started moaning.

"I need you to stay as quiet as possible; I can't get caught," he whispered in my ear.

His hands, the same that worked wonders on my back and legs, were driving me crazy as they gave me the best breast massage of my life.

He squeezed them, alternating his fingers, applying pressure to different areas of my tits. He rubbed and pressed. He drove me crazy. 

At one point I tried moving my hands to my crotch, but he moved them back to my sides.

"Be patient, I'll get there," he said to my ear and bit lightly on my earlobe. I squirmed as all the hairs in my body stood up at the same time.

He closed his thumb and index around my erect nipples as his hands cupped my tits. He increased the pressure slowly until I couldn't hold a grunt that came from deep in my throat.

I put my hands near his crotch, trying to find his penis, but he moved a bit back and stayed out of my reach.

His hands slid down through my body; he wasted no time; he went straight for my pussy. He massaged my lips; I could hear the wet noises I made as he opened and closed them.

I moaned a bit, and he stopped and walked over to a cupboard, where he found a facecloth. He walked back to me and gently put the cloth in my mouth. I bit down on it as he went back to rubbing my outer pussy lips.

Slowly his thumbs rubbed more and more of my pussy. I don't know how it happened, but he was already spreading my pussy open. His thumbs were soaked in my juices, and my clit was being softly massaged as I felt the towel in my mouth dampen more and more.

"If I make you cum, can you keep quiet?" He asked, and I nodded. He licked his lips and approached my pussy with his mouth. I bent my knees and propped my hips up, giving him better access to my vagina.

He gave me a few hard licks through my entire slit and then focused on my clit. His stiff tongue flicked my button and drew circles around it as I moaned into the cloth in my mouth.

"You taste amazing; do you mind if I keep doing this for the rest of your time?" He asked and went right back to licking me.

I pushed my hips up again, and he lowered his mouth until it reached my entrance. I felt his tongue penetrating me, and it immediately went to my g-spot. I felt the tip of his tongue rubbing it mercilessly.

My moans became a bit louder, and he had to pull his head out of my crotch.

"If you want me to keep doing it, you need to be really quiet," he said as he pulled the rug out of my mouth.

"Shut up and put your tongue back in my pussy," I commanded. He stuffed the cloth deeper into my mouth; I opened wide to receive it.

As I lay my head down, I felt his head between my legs again. His tongue went straight to my vagina, and it found my g-spot again.

His tongue rubbed up and down on my spongy button, and his nose stimulated my clit. I grabbed his head and pulled him into my crotch as I bit hard on my gag; I was getting close.

The tingle in my pussy told me something; I knew I was going to squirt. I tried warning him, but I was gagged, and all I could utter were muffled sounds. He kept licking me and rubbing his nose near my clitoris. I dug my nails into his head and pushed him in.

My legs shook, and I pressed his head with them, then I felt the yearned release. Gushes of squirt ejected from my pussy, soaking his face. He pulled my legs open and gasped for air.

"I love a squirter," he said and immediately inserted two fingers into my pussy as his mouth latched on to my clit.

I felt him move his tongue around my clitoris, which was already erect for him. I could tell he was trying to draw the alphabet as his fingers curled inside me and played with my g-spot.

My pussy reacted immediately; I had another orgasm ready for him. I pinched my nipples as I felt the sting coming. I tried screaming, but the gag stopped me. I could just emit a muffled sound as another gush of squirt came out of me and my hips buckled.

Ricardo lapped my squirt with thirst and then moved his head back, admiring my pussy as he slid his fingers off me.

I pulled the rag out of my mouth and asked him, "Have you ever fucked in the sauna?"

He handed me a large towel and composed himself.

"Wrap yourself in this. I'll take you to the sauna," he said as he struggled with his hard cock.

We walked through a busy corridor until we reached the sauna section. Several doors led to small sauna rooms; most were occupied. He picked the one at the end of the hall.

"Ok, you can use this one; no one will bother you, so if you want to get naked, it's allowed. I'll come back shortly to check on you. I'll knock so you can cover yourself before I come in," he said in his professional, soft voice.

"Can you join me?" I asked. He moved his cock over his pants, his erection completely evident.

I took his hesitation as a challenge and pulled him closer to me. I kissed his mouth as the sauna door closed slowly. His tongue entered my mouth, and I dropped my towel. Ricardo grabbed my ass tightly, lifting me from the floor. I gasped into his mouth as he carried me. My hands clenched his firm butt, and then I shifted my hands forward. I could feel his throbbing cock under his scrubs, begging to be let out.

My hand slid into his pants and took his cock out. He had a thick head and a nice length. I wrapped my whole hand around his shaft, and he grunted as we made out. I gave his cock a couple of tugs and aligned it with my pussy. As soon as the head of his cock touched my soaking slit, he jerked back.

"Wait, I don't have a condom," he said, worried.

"I do, in my purse, but there's no way I'm letting go of your cock," I replied, sliding. my hand up and down on his shaft.

"I… I can't," he said, but he let me keep jerking him.

"We can do other things, then," I said, and I got on my knees, using my dropped towel as padding.

My tongue circled his head several times, making quick trips to the tip of his cock, where I started to get the salty taste of his precum.

"Fuck, I really have to go," he said and then grunted as I licked the tiny slit on his shaft.

I turned to see him, and he was sweating buckets. His uniform was soaking in the armpits and chest. I lifted his shirt a little and licked from his cock to his navel and back, savoring the salty wetness of his sweat.

"Go on then, walk away," I said, while keeping eye contact with him. Then I opened my mouth wide and took his whole cock in, deepthroating him in one go. I saw his eyes grow wide and his mouth agape. I'm sure he has never had that done before, not like I did.

I kept my mouth as open as I could and blew him vigorously. From my lips a mix of our fluids leaked as I made a porn-like gagging sound while I sucked him. I felt his hands exploring my hair, caressing it, and then he pulled my head lightly towards him. I took him as deep as I could. I gagged louder and started feeling his balls hitting my chin. I grabbed his ballsack with one hand as I deep-throated him as far as I could.

He grunted and then he pulled me off his cock. He was about to cum in my mouth, but he stopped just before that.

"You're bad news," he said and took a step back. He pulled his pants up and opened the door to the sauna. I was shocked at his decision to stop when he did.

"I'll check in on you in ten minutes and bring you some water. If you need something, you can come to the massage room," he said as he checked his crotch to see if his boner was visible.

"The condoms are in my purse's front pocket, in case you want to get one," I said. He shot me with a cold look, and I thought I had fucked up.

Even with that, I was way too horny to stop, so I sat at the bench, opened my legs, and slid two fingers of my right hand into my pussy. I was drenched, and my fingers went right in. I fucked my pussy like that for a bit and then took those same fingers to my mouth and savored my juices.

My left hand quickly took the spot my right had left, and I started fucking myself as the fingers in my mouth went deeper and deeper, reminding me of Ricardo's hard cock.

I gagged, and my left hand moved faster, rubbing hard on my g-spot. My legs started to shake uncontrollably as my hand moved faster and faster, rubbing my g-spot harder. I gagged once more with the fingers in my mouth, and that sent me over the edge.

"Ohhhh fuck, yeeeees!!!!!" I shouted as one single warm string of squirt ejected from my pussy. I pulled my hands out of my holes but kept rubbing my clit lightly.

Right on cue, Ricardo entered the sauna without knocking first. He was carrying a water bottle and a folded towel.

I gave him a naughty smile as he said, "Ok, how are we doing? Do you want to move to the jacuzzi, or do you want a few more minutes in the sauna?" As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on my crotch; he was enthralled watching me masturbate.

"Is that for me?" I asked, pointing at the water bottle. He didn't reply; he just extended the bottle towards me.

I could tell he had changed into a dry uniform; his hair was well groomed, and he had no signs of sweat anywhere visible.

As I approached the open water to my lips, I tilted it a little too far, drenching my hot body with the cold water, which made me gasp. I felt the water reach my pussy, with my hand still rubbing it. I played around with the water, lightly spanking my clit. I loved the wet sounds it made.

I took a big sip of water and saw Ricardo arranging his stiff member under his pants with his eyes glued to my cunt.

"Do you want to help me?" I asked, as I slid a finger into my pussy.

"I… I mean… I think you've been here for too long. I advise that you move on to the jacuzzi to cool off a bit," he struggled to say. His eyes tried focusing on my face, but his gaze darted right back to my naughty bits.

He picked up the towel from the floor and extended the clean towel towards me.

I stood up and approached him, avoiding his hand and entering his personal space. "Are you sure you don't want to stay here a bit more? We could get rid of your clothes so they won't get sweaty again." I asked as I pressed my naked, sweaty, and wet body against his.

"I, uhm, yeah, I think you've been here long enough; too much heat can be bad for you," he said as he put the clean towel around my shoulders.

Begrudgingly I twisted the towel snug around my body and tucked the loose end in place.

He opened the door and motioned for me to exit. As I passed next to him, I gave his cock a squeeze, to which he grunted. He led the way to another section of the building where soft music was playing and a delicate, flowery scent could be perceived.

He opened a door, and on the other side a dimly lit room with a jacuzzi for two was already bubbling. Rose petals scattered around the floor and the tub edge marked what could be interpreted as a romantic environment. In a corner of the room I saw a pile of what appeared to be more towels.

"You went all out for me, huh?" I asked him, and he blushed.

"It… it was all part of the package, madam," he replied.

"Your cock has made me gag; you can call me Sandy," I replied.

He flushed even more and replied, "Alright, Sandy, you can jump into the jacuzzi; you still have one hour of service left. If you want to spend it there, it's fine by me; I'll keep checking in on you every ten minutes," he said in a serious tone, losing his flushed face. "In the corner you have an eye mask and fresh towels in case you need them. Do you want some sparkling wine?" He asked.

I plucked the end of the towel, letting it fall to the floor, revealing once again my naked body to my masseuse. "I want whatever you want to give me," I said and approached him. He froze in place, and I rubbed his cock over his pants. I don't think he ever stopped being hard.

"Ok, I'll be back in a couple of minutes; enjoy the jacuzzi," he said and rushed out the door.

I was surprised at his restraint, after all we had done. I started to accept the fact that he was not going to fuck me, so I decided to enjoy the facilities.

After grabbing the eye mask, I headed to the jacuzzi and walked in. The water was warm and nice; the streams gave a soft massage to my body, and I decided to relax after my intense sexual experience.

I put on the eye mask, and all light was blocked from my sight. The sound of rushing water filled my ears, and I drifted off to sleep.

Suddenly I felt something shift; the water moved too much, and the sound changed for an instant; more splashing echoed through the room. I lifted the mask, and the light flooded my eyes, and as they adjusted, I saw a wonderful surprise.

Ricardo joined me in the jacuzzi, naked, carrying two glasses of bubbly wine. I turned around to see the room and saw his clothes neatly folded near the towels. I also noticed a purple wrapper next to the tub. It was one of the condoms from my purse.

"So, whatever I want to give you?" He asked as he handed me a glass of wine.

We clinked our glasses together, and I spied his crotch; through the fuzzy water I could see the outline of his penis standing erect, almost popping out of the water.

I nodded in response to his question, and he asked, "And wherever I want to put it?"

I smiled at his bold question and replied, "My ass is reserved for my husband; everything else you can use."

He shot me a confused look, and I flashed him the rings on my left hand ring finger. "Married for 12 years now, he gave me this spa day and told me to have fun. He knows me; we have his blessing," I said nonchalantly.

He shrugged and downed his drink. "Whenever you're ready," he said as he put his glass down.

I reached over his lap and grabbed his hard shaft under the water. My hand grasped it tight, and he grunted.

"You left me wanting your cum before. I'm not letting you go so easily this time," I said as I tightened my grasp on his member.

"I just wanted to hold it to cum inside you. I still want you to squirt some more for me," he said with his eyes closed as I kept shifting the strength in my clasp around his cock.

Suddenly I felt the urge to be eaten again by him, so I stood up and passed one leg over his lap, standing in front of him. I pulled his face into my crotch, and he immediately started licking my clit. I bent my knees to give him better access, and he grabbed on to my butt. I used his head to balance as his tongue explored my slit up and down.

I had to put a foot outside of the jacuzzi to give him better access. He didn't waste the opportunity. I felt his tongue sliding into my vagina. I grabbed hard onto his scalp, burying his head into my pussy; his tongue reached deeper. I felt him graze my spongy button, and I moaned.

He moved his head as if he were nodding; with that, his tongue grazed my g-spot and his nose flicked my clit. I was just warming up, but I knew I couldn't take much of that stimulation.

"You really want to make me squirt again, don't you?" I asked, pulling on his hair, taking his head out of my crotch. With his tongue still out and his mouth and nose covered in my juices, he nodded.

"Come here," I told him and pulled him out of the water. I laid a towel on the floor and made him lie in it. Then I crouched on top of him, pressing my pussy against his lips. He opened his mouth and I could feel his tongue entering me, going directly for my g-spot.

"Lick it, yes, like that," I said as I sat on his chin and my right hand went to my clit.

He ate my insides hungrily, licking with passion and haste. My fingers matched his energy and rubbed my clit faster and faster. I felt my pussy soaking his face; he didn't stop at all. It was like he had a mission.

"OHHHHH fuuuuck, yeeees!!!" I shouted and my belly tensed. I let go, making my body relax, which opened the floodgates, drowning him in the prize he craved. He tried drinking it all, but it was too much; it reached his nose, and he started coughing and choking. 

As he coughed, I turned around, facing his cock this time. I reached for his penis; it twitched every time he coughed, and I grabbed it with both hands. I started jerking him and lowered myself. 

"I bet you want to hear me choke now, right?" I asked as I took his stiff penis as deep into my mouth as I could. I gagged immediately, and he grabbed my ass tightly. I felt his fingers exploring my crack as my head bobbed up and down slowly on his shaft.

His finger grazed my asshole, and I moaned at the feeling. He must've taken it as an invitation because I felt him rubbing more and more my butthole. I tried grunting, but it's hard to communicate while your mouth is full of cock.

When he started pressing on my ass with more force, I knew I had to put a stop to it. On the second push I pressed my tooth against his cock, biting him lightly. He grunted and gave my backdoor another push. I bit him again, with a bit more force. He grunted, this time in pain, and he seemed to understand; he left my asshole alone, and I didn't bite him again.

His fingers moved down, now grazing my pussy lips. I moaned, and he kept going, inserting one and then two fingers in my vagina.

He fucked me like that for a while, and I kept sucking him slowly. enjoying his stiff mast and savoring his precum. After a bit, when he started fucking me faster, I knew he wanted more, and so did I.

I slid off his cock, making a popping sound with my mouth and his cock.

"I want you to fuck me in the jacuzzi, come on," I said.

I went in and immediately leaned forward, holding on to the edge of the tub, with the water reaching my knees.

I heard him go in the water, and I felt him standing behind me. His hands grabbed my hips and gave my ass a nice firm slap that made me grunt. Under other circumstances I would've asked him to spank me more, but I wanted his cock in me and I knew we didn't have much time.

Then I felt the tip of his cock grazing my pussy. I gasped in expectation, but he gave me no time to want it. He slid his cock into my pussy.

He slowly gaped and filled me; I held my breath until I felt his legs hit mine. I moaned when I felt him fully inside me. I panicked for a second and turned to see where the condom was. It wasn't there anymore. Then I noticed the torn wrapper tossed on the towel on the floor.

He started pumping me hard; I felt his cock almost exit my vagina on each thrust, only to have it rammed back in hard. I moaned like crazy as the water splashed under us with his thrusts.

Soon enough he started grunting softly, and his hands clasped my butt cheeks tightly. I knew he was close.

I pressed my hips back against him, making him reach deeper in me. That must've sent him over the edge.

"Fuck, fuck, yesss! I love your tight pussy, fuuuuck!" He said as I felt my vagina fill even more with his warm cum.

He slid his cock out of my pussy. I turned to see him, and he peeled the condom off his cock, and it was completely full of his seed. He tossed it to the towel, and I sat back down on the jacuzzi.

Both of us sat on opposite sides of the tub, watching each other intently, until we both burst out laughing.

"HAHAHAHAHAH!!" We both laughed like crazy in unison.

"That was crazy. Had you ever done anything like that?" I asked.

"No, never. I had been hit on, but never so… decisively," he replied. "Have you?"

"I don't kiss and tell," I replied with a smirk.

"Alright, this was beyond fun, but I need to get back to being professional. You can stay as long as you want; I'll let you know if we need the room," he said as he exited the hot tub. His flaccid cock was inviting, almost like a challenge, but I knew my limits, and my hubby was sure to ask for a retelling with practical examples of my relaxing session.

Ricardo dried himself and got dressed without saying a word. As he was heading for the door, I called him, "Aren't you going to say goodbye?"

He walked over to me, and I stood up. I gave him a peck on the lips as I pulled his pants slightly down. I took out his penis; he had a semi, and I kissed it, square on the tip.

"You were great," I said, kissing his hardening penis again. Then I returned to his face, and he pulled up his pants. "You were great too," I said as I kissed his lips once more. He let out a chuckle and started walking towards the door. "Hey, could you fetch my stuff? Like my purse and clothes, I want to get dressed here," I said.

"Sure, but don't you want to shower?" he asked.

"Only if you join me," I replied.

"You're something else. I'll bring you your belongings," he said, returning to his soothing, professional tone.

I submerged once again in the jacuzzi and let myself get lost in thought, feeling the aches left on my body after some amazing sex. My jaw hurt, and I had a small pain on my butt from the spanking. My pussy was sore, but mostly my clit was a little chaffed after so much stimulation. I felt happy.

Then the door opened; it was Ricardo carrying my things. "Here they are, Sandy. I hope I brought everything," he said as he put down my stuff next to the towels. "Do you want some more wine, maybe some water?" he asked.

"Yes and yes, please. Relaxing is thirsty work," I said, as I lifted myself slightly, showing him my tits.

"Sure thing, Sandy, I'll be right back," he says.

As soon as he left the room, I walked over to my bag and retrieved my phone. I video called my husband, and he picked up as I was hopping into the Jacuzzi.

"Hey there, babe, how is your spa day going?" His voice echoed from the phone to the whole room.

"Amazing, I had the most wonderful time with a stud called Ricardo," I replied and panned the camera to the whole room, zooming in on the used condom on the floor.

"I can see. I love that you had so much fun, so what's up?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing, I just wanted you to see what you're missing," I said. I stood up and moved the phone further away, opening the shot so he could see my naked body. 

Just as I was showing off my body to my husband, the door opened, and Ricardo entered, carrying a glass of wine and two bottles of water. "Hi Ricardo! I'm on a video call with my husband. Do you want to say hello?" I said as Ricardo froze at the door.

I switched the camera on the call, and my husband immediately said, "Oh, he's a stud alright, but maybe he should close the door." 

Ricardo slammed the door shut but remained motionless after that.

"Why don't you invite him over? I would love to see him work his magic on you," my husband said. I could see the huge smile on his face.

"What do you say, Ricardo? Do you make house calls?" I asked. He arranged his growing cock.

"I think that's a yes," my husband said. "I'll let you iron out the details, bye for now." He finished and hung up.

"So, house call?" I said.

Ricardo stood motionless, admiring my dripping, naked body.

"I don't, I mean, I can't. I don't have a portable table or the tools for a house call," he said, hesitatingly.

"There seems to be a tool ready for it, and you carry it everywhere you go," I replied, pointing at his crotch.

"But your husband…" he started talking, but I interrupted him.

"You heard him. He wants to see you working your magic on me. Have I told you he's a big fan of watching me squirt?" I said as I winked at him.

"I guess we could, uhm, try something," he replied.

"Ok, give me your digits and I'll contact you later," I said.

He gave me his phone number. He couldn't stop staring at my tits.

"Selfie?" I asked. Without giving him time to react, I approached him and took a snap of the both of us, with my whole exposed body in the frame. I sent it immediately to my husband and to the number Ricardo had just given me.

"Text me," I said. "I really want to have you over… and under," I said with a smirk as I started getting dressed.

Once I was decent, he escorted me out as if nothing had happened. I tried giving him a generous tip, but he refused.

"It's all part of the service, madam," he said; there were people around, and we had to keep appearances.

I hugged him goodbye, and he whispered in my ear, "You can tip me at your place."

As I was jumping into my car, I sent him a message, with my home address, saying, "Friday, 8 PM, bring wine."

He replied saying, "Can't wait," and a second later I got a picture; it was him, bottomless in the massage room, with his hard cock standing straight.

Friday couldn't come soon enough.