When I reminisce about it, I think it had to be that the specter of death had been lifted. Or maybe it was my transplant. Could the tiny valve that replaced the other one somehow have changed my general outlook on life. Probably not, just the realization I was still alive.

I had been living with the knowledge that heart surgery would happen eventually. When it finally did and I recovered, my general attitude about life had changed. I was no longer angry most of the time, quick to argue and difficult if I didn't get my way. Not that I didn't like my wife and friends, I was happy with them most of the time. I just didn't like the rest of the world. But that had all changed after they restarted my heart.

I felt better than I had in years. Our sex life was better; the meds I had to take caused some issues staying hard but the blue pills they gave me fixed that. We had started having sex more often, making time after work and long sessions on the weekends. We visited sex store and bought some news toys and lubes. We put them all to use and were having tons of fun. Then one day I decided to get a massage.

Let me tell you about my wife first. She is 5.5 ft and a curvy BBW with DD breasts and as beautiful as she was at our wedding 30 years ago. She worked as a massage therapist for about 20 years. During the Covid lockdown she decided it was time to quit. It takes a toll on the body to do that kind of work and things had shut down anyway, so she let her clients know and started working in an office full time.

We both had been going to the Asian foot massage parlors for several years. Because of my wife's job she had always taken the time to get massages regularly herself. I started getting them more often, too. At some point she heard about the foot massage places and how much cheaper they cost. So, we tried them and they became a regular thing. We would get them together or alone. Then we moved across town. We needed to find someplace closer for massage.

The place I tried looked a little suspect, but I went in anyway. The older lady that greeted me took me into a room and told me to take my clothes off and gave me a small towel to cover my ass. She came back in and the massage started. After working on my back, she picked up the towel off my ass and told me to turn over. I saw her looking at my flaccid cock as she put the towel back down, then she touched it. It was more of a graze lightly over the tip with the edge of her palm. I looked up and she said, "You want me to massage...", and she pointed at my cock.

My mind raced for a second; my wife and I had joked about this in the past, but I couldn't, could I? I shook my head. "No thank you, just the regular massage." I said as she looked disappointed. She finished, I got dressed and paid, then went home. I told my wife, and I wasn't surprised when she believed me. We talked about it, then kept talking. As the conversation progressed, we both began to discuss things we hadn't ever discussed before. As I said at the beginning, I had a different view on life, and I found myself thinking, why not, the worst thing that could happen is one or the other of us doesn't want to try something and we move on.

She had told stories in the past at dinner parties about other massage therapists whose female clients had orgasmed from a regular massage. Just started squirming on the table and moaning until they finished. "Some could be quite loud", she said. She reminded me of them as we talked. I asked her would she ever want a massage like that, where they gave her an orgasm. Not getting fucked, just fingered and massaged to orgasm. That was when she told me about the time she almost did.

It was around when she was in massage school. The students traded massages with each other. When she was receiving one, the student rubbed very close to her pussy a bit long, not on purpose, it was to work on a specific muscle that would be on an upcoming test, but the location caused my wife to become very aroused. She waited until they left the room and had to quickly masturbate to a quiet orgasm on the massage table.

I sat listening trying not to let my jaw hit the floor as she told me about a coworker who had gotten one in Thailand and described it to my wife. I asked her again, "was it something you would ever do?"

Then she dropped the bomb that made fantasy become reality. She said, "It's always been a fantasy of mine. I been watching massage porn." I became excited and asked her to show it to me. We watched a few videos, most of which would start with a naked woman covered with a sheet or towel and a male masseuse. The massage starts out normal, then he spends a long time on her ass, maybe even lets his fingers slide over her pussy. When she flips over, he massages her tits plays with her nipples then moves down and fingers her or gives her oral sex to orgasm. The he might even fuck her. Sometimes the husband is waiting outside thinking her moans are from him rubbing her sore muscles, not fucking her with a huge dick.

I told her I didn't think I could let her fuck another man, but I wouldn't mind if they fingered her. She said she would be ok with a hand job if I wanted to get one but also didn't want me fucking another woman. Next thing you know we are both on our phones looking up sensual massage. We read about the yoni and lingam massages, looking at mostly female practitioners, we both felt the most comfortable doing a couples massage and a woman would make us both the most relaxed. I asked my wife was she sure she wanted a woman, she had never expressed any interest in sex with other women before. She said yes, she wanted to try.

We chose Amber because we both found her attractive, and she had many good reviews, most of which said she was amazing to work with. We texted her when we arrived at her apartment building, and she buzzed us in. She had a small space with a bathroom and kitchen. There was a mirror on one wall and a large massage table in the middle with a small loveseat on the other side looking across to the mirror. She was wearing a blue bra and a thong. She had many tattoos all over her body and blue hair. Her pussy was shaved, and she had a clit piercing.

I put the money on the dresser as requested. We had discussed before we arrived that I would go first. I knew I could probably only be able to cum once and if I watched her first I might cum from playing with myself while I watched. So, I was going first. Amber discussed some rules with us, mainly no penetration in vagina or mouth. My wife had also asked before we came for me not to touch her, only let her touch me.

Amber told me to take off my clothes and lie down. The table was warm, and my face squeezed into the face cradle. She began what was a normal massage, rubbing my neck, back ass, thighs and so on down to my feet and back up. Then she used a massage gun on some tighter sections she had identified going up and down my body. The massage slowly became more intimate. Her hand holding mine, her breast brushing my arm, my hand, my cheek. Then she slid her body over my back, laying down and staying there for what seemed like a long time.

When she got up, she asked me to flip over. She rubbed my chest, swirling her fingers on my nipples and pulling them lightly when they got hard. I looked over at my wife for the first time since I got on the table. She was smiling and her hand was in her sweatpants. She stood up and walked over and kissed me. She looked at me after pulling away and whispered, "you can touch her." Then she sat down.

Amber moved down and rubbed my pubic area, not touching my cock. Then she moved over and poured more oil into her hands, rubbing them together. She took hold of my cock and started to stroke it. It was only semi hard at this point. I looked over at my wife again and she was rubbing her pussy her hand back in her pants.

I held onto Amber's ass letting my fingers slide down past her asshole to her pussy. I barely let my fingertips touch her slit. She kept stroking me faster and whispering sweet things, "It's so good baby, you're so hard. Cum for me baby."

She held my balls and said how heavy they were. As she softly tickled them, I knew it wouldn't be long. I held on clenching my asshole as I tried to make it last as long as possible. There was a feeling in addition to the orgasm, I felt a rush and looked at my wife. She stood and moved to me, kissing me deeply. I took my hand from between Amber's legs and held my wife's head. Amber touched my wife's face, and I came as I watched. As several ropes of cum shot from my cock into the air. Amber moved away and pulled a hot towel out of a small heating unit. She wiped my cock and all the cum off me. I lay there for a moment then got up. My wife got undressed and got onto the table. I put on my shirt and underwear and sat on the loveseat.

My wife lay on the table and had the same treatment as I did. Only Amber is fully naked now. I watched as she rubbed my wife; she was commenting on how good her breathing was. She slid her body over my wife's, and I could see Amber's nipples crushed against her back. This was hotter than I could have ever imagined. My cock got hard, and I slowly rubbed it.

When Amber asked her to flip over, my wife smiled at me and then closed her eyes. Amber rubbed her chest playing with her nipples, pulling and twisting. Then she moved to her pussy and started to rub. I peeked over just to see if she hit any buttons I didn't already know from our 30 years together. She was rubbing up and down the sides of her pussy not touching the lips but the skin along them. Her pressure was very light. Then she moved to rubbing her clit. My wife had a small orgasm. Amber picked up a Magic Wand vibrator and began using it in my wife while pushing a finger in too. I stood and went over to kiss my wife. Then I took a nipple in my mouth and started sucking. I pulled on the other nipple with my fingers.

Amber picked up the pace, and my wife had a larger orgasm then we stopped. My wife took a minute to relax and Amber said, "We have some more time, do you want to go again?" When we finished, the table was wet with my wife's juice. We got dressed and Amber did too. We left a little money for a tip.

When we got out to the street, I asked my wife how it was for her and her answer was, "When can we do this again?" We drove home and after we downloaded some videos Amber had available. Over the next couple weeks, we would both spend time masturbating with them, both together and alone. One day I came home and my wife was on the bed with a small vibrator.

She was looking at Amber's video on her phone and moaning. I walked over and stuck a finger in, "Amber made you very wet again." She opened her eyes and nodded. "I like feeling your wet pussy when I get home." I said as I lowered my head and began to lick her. She moaned and I kept licking till she came on my face. I lifted my head and told her I wanted her to greet me like this every day.

A couple weeks later I opened Amber's website and looked for day we can schedule another appointment, while we couldn't really afford to do it often, we agreed we would probably do it again. I found a couple of nights that might work for us. I asked my wife and she said yes. I booked it and Amber emailed me to say she was so happy to hear from us as she had a great time with us last time. The rest of the week we were nervous with anticipation.

She arrived on time and I let her in our home. We had a massage table we purchased already set up and ready to go. My wife had her toys placed on a table ready to use.

Amber went to get dressed and when she came back downstairs, she was dressed in just a bra and a thong. Both my wife and I were very turned on.

She gave my wife her massage first. It was relatively the same as our first massage, but she knew my wife's body better this time. The therapeutic part ended again when my wife turned onto her back. Amber started rubbing my wife's clit and sticking a couple fingers in her pussy after a minute. After my wife had a small orgasm, Amber asked which dildo she wanted her to use. She picked it up and plunged it into my wife, pumping it in and out.

I sat on the couch still watching and rubbing my cock. After my wife came another time Amber took a vibrator and rubbed my wife's pussy up and down with it. This scene repeated a few times with an orgasm each time.

I walked over and fingered my wife while Amber kept the vibrator humming on her pussy. Then my wife squirted a massive amount, and it was dripping onto the floor. Amber and I let her recover, and I cleaned up her squirt from the floor.

We changed the sheet after my wife got off the table and I got on. Amber did a quick back massage as we only had 30 mins left for me. Her body slides had my dick hard in no time.

When I flipped over after she finished my back, she started pulling on my cock. I closed my eyes and let the pleasure warm my body.

I heard a noise that made me open my eyes. I looked up and Amber while still stroking my cock had her fingers in my wife's pussy and my wife was moaning and squirming. Amber was looking into my wife's eyes with lust. My wife came her pussy dripping on the floor again. Amber kept pumping my cock until ropes of cum shot into the air, some of it hitting her tits.

We all cleaned up and Amber changed clothes in the bathroom. She gathered her things and walked out to her car. My wife and I held each other as we watched her drive off.

"I had fun, but next time I want to do more. I think we might want to look for an escort." My wife says. I look at her and smile as I start to look up listings on my phone.