My wife's first time at a spa with a man

I've been trying to develop my relationship with my wife for a few years now, on and off. There hasn't been much progress; it's mostly limited to imagining me as a masseur, photographer, or her best friend's husband during sex. She sometimes teases me, saying her vagina is for single men to fuck, and I should just watch and take pictures without actually fucking her, haha. Every time I ask her how she'd arrange her two penises—one for a single man and one for me—she always says the single man's penis and my mouth. I ask if it's okay if I'm the only one, but she firmly says no, her vagina is for single men. However, we haven't had a good opportunity to actually take that step.
Earlier this year, my wife was in a good mood and had some free time, so I suggested we go to a hot spring. She loves hot springs and happily agreed. We went to an indoor hot spring, because we'd passed by several times and always wanted to go. The
indoor hot spring was quite simple, just a few pools, separate for men and women. While we were soaking, my wife video-called me, saying she wanted to see what the men's pool was like. I said it wasn't much different, but it had scenery she liked. She was very curious. Because the men and women were separated, the men weren't as shy; everyone was bathing naked. I said, "We're all bathing naked, right? Want to see what other men's penises look like?" My wife was a virgin when she married me, and she'd never actually seen another man's penis in real life (excluding those in adult films). I'd always been curious about what other men's penises looked like, and when I mentioned it, she immediately became interested, urging me to secretly move the camera towards other men's penises. Luckily, the hot spring wasn't crowded that day, and a few people were showering nearby, so the camera angle was perfect.
My wife immediately got excited and said she wanted to run over and see, haha. After
soaking for a while, we changed into the club's uniforms and went to the public area outside. It was quite well-equipped. There was free fruit, lunch, desserts, game consoles, and even a covered walkway. You could sleep, rest, have fun, and eat there; the environment was very relaxing. Earlier, my wife had gotten me into a good mood, and the environment was relaxing. I asked her if she wanted to go upstairs for a spa treatment. She was a little shy and asked if there were any male masseuses. Hearing this, I felt like she was about to break through, and I got excited too, haha.
I asked her, "Are you sure, honey?" She said, "It's just a massage, don't overthink it," and then grabbed my penis, noticing it was hard, and said, "Honey, you're such a pervert! You're definitely thinking about that!" Since I often talk to my wife about this, she knows what I'm thinking.
She was still a little embarrassed, so I went upstairs to check it out first. There were male masseuses, but not many; there were plenty of female masseuses. Of course, the price varied depending on the spa. I secretly ordered a "premium" spa for my wife, saying it included intimate area care. I ordered a regular spa for myself, mainly because I wanted her to break through. Then I went downstairs to pick her up. I originally wanted to have separate rooms so she might be more open and maybe have a different experience. But since it was her first time at a spa with a man, she was a little hesitant, so we ended up in the same room.
Then came the spa treatment, which lasted about 100 minutes. My wife was naked, lying face down on the bed covered with a towel. I secretly peeked at her and got really excited. The male masseur's technique was indeed very skilled. My wife accepted it naturally without any resistance and cooperated quite well. He started with her head, neck, shoulders, back, and legs—the less sensitive areas—to help her relax. As he massaged, he removed the towel, and I watched my naked wife being massaged with essential oils, which she seemed to enjoy very much. When the male masseur asked my wife to turn over for a front massage, she was a little shy but still quite expectant. When the masseur started massaging her chest, she suddenly started moaning. As the massage reached her sensitive areas, her moans grew louder and louder. Listening to them, I was so aroused that I barely felt my own spa treatment. One position was particularly alluring: my wife was kneeling with her buttocks raised, and the male masseur's oil-soaked hands massaged her genitals and perineum between her slightly parted legs. My wife immediately started moaning excitedly, louder than usual during sex, and even started babbling incoherently, repeatedly saying she couldn't take it anymore, wanted more, wanted a bigger penis, and that her vagina couldn't take it anymore. After the initial stimulation, the masseuse started massaging less sensitive areas to help her calm down, then repeated the massage of sensitive areas, which brought her to a climax. Later, my wife told me she had several orgasms from the masseuse's massage, and her saliva was even dripping onto the sheets, so it seemed she was really enjoying it. She also mentioned that she touched the masseuse's penis through her pants and found it hard and bigger than her husband's, but the masseuse kept moving her hand away.
I booked an 80-minute spa treatment, and after it was over, I immediately went to my wife's bedside to admire it. The masseuse even gave me some pointers on how to massage her genitals to make her feel good, haha. Seeing that my wife was completely into it, I cooperated with the technician to tease her nipples. The technician kept teasing my wife's genitals, and she was so aroused that her genitals were constantly wet. I had never seen my wife so wet before; her entire vulva was crystal clear. The technician inserted his fingers into my wife's vagina and thrust them in and out rapidly. My wife's moans of pleasure became even more exaggerated. I quickly covered her mouth with mine. Up close, I noticed that my wife's entire face and skin were flushed, her eyes were glazed over, and she was completely limp. At that moment, my wife looked incredibly beautiful and incredibly seductive. Good times always fly by. Soon, the technician left, and my wife immediately pushed me off the bed, sat on top of me, and started rocking herself. The scene was so stimulating that I rocked her for about five minutes before ejaculating into her vagina.
What should have been a wonderful experience turned into an unexpected one. My wife was making a lot of noise when she was enjoying herself, and near the end, the manager of the spa, who was also a male masseur, came in and told us to keep our voices down, saying that everyone in the lobby could hear us. Seeing my wife was still in the mood, he joined in, touching her sexy body and even inserting his fingers into her vagina. Afterwards, when my wife was sober and thought about it, she was very resistant, saying she suddenly felt like there were many people around, and she was angry for several days. For a long time, she said she didn't want to go for any more spa experiences.
Overall, this heterosexual spa experience was a major breakthrough for my wife after many years, although we didn't go all the way, probably because the masseuses weren't very available in the spa. Otherwise, my wife probably would have naturally gone all the way. We got the masseur's WeChat, saying we could book him outside. The rest of the story continues...

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