Getaway

We walked into the room and were blown away by the beauty of the room we had reserved, including gorgeous murals on the walls and a very comfortable-looking bed. We were also both excited when we saw the massage table and full-wall mirrors that were included in the room. We had been looking forward to this getaway for weeks now, and at one glance we both knew that this beautiful, fun room would be the perfect setting to relax and reconnect.

I asked my wife if she wanted to try out the massage table, to which she said yes. So she went to go change while I changed into a pair of tight black shorts that emphasized her favorite parts of my body. In a few minutes she returned in a sexy blue bra and panties. I chose to wear a tight pair of black shorts which she liked, because she thought it emphasized her favorite parts of my body.

She got up on the massage table, and I pulled out the massage oil and began rubbing some oil into her upper back.  She always gets knots between her shoulder blades, so I made sure to work the muscles there for a while so she could feel truly relaxed. Her soft as I worked her muscles told me I was succeeding. I moved slowly down toward her lower back, unhooking her bra strap as I passed by it.

Next I rubbed down her legs from the ankle up to her thighs, teasingly dipping my fingers down to her inner thighs to tease her. Her breathing picked up slightly in response. Then I slowly moved my hands up the sides of her legs and, gently raising her hips off the table as I did so, removed her sexy panties. I stared for a moment at her hot bottom, and felt me erection stiffen as I did so, before getting some more massage oil and giving her a good bum massage, which made her sigh with contentment.

I asked her to sit up on the table, which she did, facing the mirror and letting her bra fall to the ground, exposing her beautiful, round breasts. I stood behind her, reached around and began massaging her full, round boobs. She quietly moaned and I immediately felt her nipples harden as I circled them with the tips of my fingers, which turned me on even more. I slowly moved one hand down her tummy, and she parted her legs in response, anxious for what was coming. As my fingers met her wetness and began circling her hardened clit, she began breathing harder and moaning with pleasure.

We hadn’t had sex for several weeks due to an unusually busy schedule at home, so it didn’t take long before my wife was approaching orgasm. I just stared in the mirror at her as she approached climaxed, amazed at how lucky I was to have such a sexy wife. Her moans quickly got louder, and in response I intensified the pressure between her legs. This pushed her over the edge and she began moaning uninhibitedly in response to an intense orgasm. I tried to keep her going as long as I could before she finally pushed my hand away.

After just a moment to let the shudders of the orgasm pass, she hopped off the table and stood directly in front of me with a ravenous look in her eyes. She bent down, yanked off my shorts, and plunged my stiff penis into her mouth. She knew how much I loved oral pleasure, and I closed my eyes as her tongue moved up and down my shaft. She didn’t want me to come in her mouth, so after a few minutes she let me go and asked me to get up on the table with her and do her from behind. I obediently got up on the table, as anxious as she was for sex.

She got onto the table on all fours and I quickly penetrated her, which got her moaning intensely. Her warm wetness felt amazing on my cock, and I began thrusting harder and more quickly watching us to at it with amazement in the mirror. Her moans quickly became small yells of pleasure. I went in and out again and again, trying to lengthen everything out to increase her pleasure as long as possible. Finally, I exploded into her with my own orgasm. The slap of my ejaculation made her yell out once more as I grunted with the pleasure between my legs. I collapsed onto her back, and we both rolled onto our sides, snuggling together on the table in post-coital bliss.

We each told the other how that had felt so wonderful, and how much we had missed having this physical connection over the last few weeks. It was a wonderful, amazing getaway from life.