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Although my wife and I have been married for many years, we've never been able to properly celebrate her birthday due to financial constraints in our earlier years. To make up for it, we swapped shifts this year for a seven-day trip to Bangkok, Thailand during the long weekend. While enjoying the scenery, we also planned to have my wife get a male massage to relax and enjoy herself. I won't go into details, but we stayed at a six-star hotel on a weekend. The room had a massage bed and a bathtub. We were introduced to a high-class male massage therapist, under 35 years old.
When the handsome male massage therapist arrived that evening, my wife was shy and said no! The therapist asked in simple Chinese, "Would you like a back scrub and a bath?" My wife was hesitant at first, but I replied, "No problem." The ultrasonic bathtub was quite spacious. The male therapist was shirtless, with well-defined muscles, wearing a pair of large floral pants. My wife shyly asked me to dim the large bathroom light. Actually, although my wife is 40 years old, she takes good care of herself and has a great figure!
My wife was lying in the jacuzzi, with the masseur behind her, massaging her head and shoulders. The fragrant bath oils and the swirling SPA tub were so relaxing! After about fifteen minutes, when she got up, she shyly covered herself with a towel. She was lying face down on the massage bed, her buttocks covered by the towel. As the writer said, couples who have been together for a long time really need some stimulation in their sex life. Anyway, we're abroad (in Thailand) and don't know anyone, only we know, so it's fine if we don't say anything. Midway through the massage, I seemed to hear my wife enjoying herself. With each press of the masseur, she would moan, and the moans were getting louder and louder. It seemed she was enjoying the massage from the handsome man! I sat on the edge of the bed watching my wife enjoy herself and asked her, "Was the massage okay?" My wife didn't answer. At this moment, the masseur was massaging my wife's buttocks and waist, with the towel only covering her thighs. Actually, men and women are the same; they both crave the stimulation and pleasure of being massaged all over by someone of the opposite sex. The male masseur glanced at me, chuckled, and covered my wife's buttocks with a towel before beginning to massage her thighs. My wife's legs were slightly parted, and the first thing I saw was her plump vulva with its long, slender labia. I had a strange feeling at that moment: wasn't this foreigner seeing my wife's vulva? Actually, this masseur had seen many women's private parts. Afterwards, the masseur said that he massaged tourist couples every day. The masseur was massaging my wife's thighs, and I gestured for him to massage the inner thighs. I noticed that whenever the masseur pressed near the edge of her vulva, my wife would moan excitedly, and her legs would involuntarily open wider, appearing even more aroused.
The lighting was initially dim, but I deliberately turned on the wall lamp, illuminating my wife's entire lower body. Her legs were now spread wide, right at the edge of the bed. I lowered my head and knelt down between her buttocks, realizing she was truly experiencing something new, exciting, and thrilling. Despite her usual demure demeanor, her vagina was now overflowing with desire; her labia were swollen and engorged, opening and closing slightly with excitement, her vulva soaked with glistening fluid, even the sides were wet. I deliberately gestured for the masseur to press further inwards and down the lower edge. After a few more massages, my wife's moans grew louder. Each time the masseur pressed down and kneaded back and forth, my wife moaned even more excitedly, and with each press, her buttocks would lift higher and higher.
Deep down, every woman has a well-concealed inner world, but deep down, there's also a desire for excitement and stimulation. With her husband's encouragement and in a safe environment, she can truly relax and enjoy the moment. My wife was completely relaxed and enjoying herself, forgetting about her husband beside her!
Seeing her excitement, I deliberately placed my palm against her buttocks, my index and middle fingers tightly pinching her engorged labia, while simultaneously pushing inside. At this moment, her moans turned into soft "ah..." groans, and her buttocks lifted even higher. She was truly letting go. After a moment, the male instructor signaled to turn her over. My wife rolled over, looking weak and listless, barely opening her eyes. The instructor covered her eyes with a towel, and I greeted her, "Turn to the front now." She didn't respond, just nodded, clearly enjoying herself.

The instructor poured fragrant essential oil on her breasts, and she let out a soft moan and arched her back slightly. My wife was completely naked in front of others, without any embarrassment. She even openly and slightly parted her legs. The male masseur applied essential oil to her navel and thighs, and my wife let out a soft moan and gently lifted one leg.

Although my wife is 40 years old, her skin and figure are remarkably well-maintained. Although her breasts are a little small, they are just right. Before this trip, my wife and I had discussed that massage is a national art in Thailand, and our discussion went very well, which led to this rare experience.
My wife was thoroughly enjoying herself, completely lost in the moment. The male masseur massaged her chest step by step, and I noticed that she would sometimes slightly thrust her chest out. I secretly signaled to the male masseur to use his palms to massage the inner thighs near her vulva, while my own palms roamed around the sides of her vulva. My wife was truly enjoying the teasing, as she was unaware that four hands were roaming over her body.
I used my right palm to form a knife-like shape, sometimes gently, sometimes tightly gripping the inside of my wife's thigh at the base of my thumb. Sometimes I would squeeze in slightly to touch her clitoris, and sometimes I would gently slide my little finger around the entrance of her vagina. My left fingers gently rubbed my wife's nipples, which became erect and hard with excitement. With my gentle probing, I could tell that my wife was aroused. My wife's vulva became even more prominent, and I skillfully combed her pubic hair back with my palm. Because of the essential oil, her pubic hair lay flat against the back. My wife's plump vulva and wetness further aroused me.

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