Julia, Her Husband and Her Black Personal Trainer | 2016

My wife and I have been married for nearly 19 years and have always maintained a healthy sex life. Julia stands five feet four and weighs a tight 130 pounds. She has blue eyes, blonde hair, firm natural C-cup breasts and an amazing ass. As you might expect, she gets her share of attention, but she has never been responsive to advances from other guys. Although she knows I have fantasies of sharing her with another man. She has never shown any interest in that direction – until recently.

As a mother of two, Julia has had very little time to work out over the last 10 years. Although still shapely and beautiful, she started working with a personal trainer about six months ago, in an attempt to regain the kind of body she’d had in college. I was proud and excited as she began to drop a couple of pounds and really firm up.

Her trainer, Sid, was a muscular black man who was also a masseur. As the weeks went on they became very friendly with each other, and occasionally after a workout he would offer her a rubdown to relieve some soreness in her muscles. Though they were not full massages, she found these rubdowns relaxing and therapeutic.

One Saturday Julia came home after a particularly good workout, and as she prepared to take a shower I noticed that the crotch of her panties and that her mood seemed to be elevated. She told me that Sid had given her a 30 minute thigh and ass massage, and she was feeling great. When I teased her a little about the massage, she stressed that it was totally therapeutic. I did not push the issue, and I pretended not to notice that she seemed more than usually excited when we made love later that night.

At the end of the four months, Julia graduated from her training class. She was thrilled with her new body, and we decided to celebrate by going out for a night of dinner and dancing. We decided to stay in a downtown hotel overnight, so that we could enjoy ourselves without the worry of driving home. Julia looked incredible in a low cut sundress that came down to mid-thigh, and a pair of four inch heels.

After a great dinner and a bottle of wine we decided to hit the clubs, and we had a terrific time. Julia enjoyed being eye candy for the men, and she accepted the offers of several good-looking guys who wanted to dance with her.

We left the club around midnight to head to our hotel. But what Julia didn’t know was that I had planned a surprise for her. Because it was a special night, I had arranged for Sid to be there to give her a massage when we returned to our room.

When we got to the hotel I went to the bar to get some more wine, while Julia headed up to the room. She was surprised to find Sid waiting there, his massage table set up, with candles burning and soft music coming from a portable CD player.

When I got to the room Sid was waiting for Julia to get out of the shower. She emerged in a towel, which she discarded as she lay down on the table. Under it she wore only a lacy red thong. She lay on her front and Sid went to work.

He began by dripping oil over her entire body, until after a few minutes she was glistening with it. Then he began to rub her feet. He worked slowly up her legs, kneading and rubbing her toned muscles. Her thong covered almost nothing, and I could see Sid staring at her tight ass as he continued his upward trek. The tension in the room was palpable, but no one spoke as he began using long strokes to rub her from foot to thigh and back.

Sid now picked up one of her legs and bent it up, holding it over his shoulder as he kneaded the thigh up to the edge of her thong. At this point I could see that he was getting to her. Maybe it was due to all the wine she had drunk, but she just seemed to melt in his hands. Each time his huge hands worked their way up her leg she let out a small, appreciative moan.

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