Cheating Wife Makes Love With Masseuse

The afternoon sun streamed in through the hotel's windows, illuminating the room. I was exhausted from the trip and my back hurt, so I called reception to ask for a therapist at home. In ten minutes the door rang and Carlos appeared, a tall man, with broad shoulders and a very suggestive look."I've come to restore your peace," he said with a mischievous smile.I asked her not to use the bed, so I sat leaning forward in a chair in front of the desk. Enma stood behind me. His large, steady hands began to run down my back with pinpoint precision. At first it was pure relief; each knot disappeared with her massages.But the atmosphere changed quickly. Her caresses became slower, closer, and deliberate. I felt the heat of his body and his breath on my neck, creating an electric current. I turned my head and looked into his eyes, which were shining in the natural light.