Cheating Husband Tempted by Masseuse Next Door

Husband cheats with masseuse is one of those things you hear about in dirty jokes, never thinking it’ll be your reality, but there I was, my wife binge-watching TV in the next room while this redhead worked her magic on my back. It started so innocent, just her thumbs digging into my tight shoulders, but then she started tracing lower, and I felt myself stiffen under the thin towel. She leaned in, her breath hot on my neck, whispering how stressed I seemed, and that’s when her fingers slipped past the edge. I remember the lavender oil scent mixing with her perfume as she climbed on top, the table creaking under us, and me biting my lip so hard I almost drew blood to keep quiet. The guilt was there, pounding in my chest, but so was this wild, dizzying thrill that made everything else disappear. She rode me slow at first, then frantic, and I just gripped the sides, thinking how wrong this was while loving every second.