My wife is originally from India. She emigrated to the US from India several years ago. We go on vacation to India every few years, partly to visit her family and friends, and partly because it is a nice change of pace from our busy lives. The events in this story happened on one of those trips several years ago. After the obligatory visits with her relatives and friends, my wife and I stayed for a few days at a beachside resort hotel in southern India. We stayed at a gorgeous beachside cottage with a great view of the ocean. This was in the middle of summer and it was too hot to go out during the day, so we ended up sitting in the balcony of our cottage and sipping cold drinks. In the evening, when the sun cooled down a bit, we would venture out to the beach, as my wife loves to play in the water. She wore a conservative one-piece swimsuit that showed off her curves nicely. She was getting appreciative looks from the men at the beach, both locals and tourists. It was always a turn-on for me to see other guys check her out.
On the second day that we were there, I noticed a small leaflet in the hotel guest directory mentioning “in-room massage by experienced therapist”. This caught my eye because my wife loves massages. She had had a couple of professional massages in the US before, and had enjoyed them immensely. It was a secret turn-on for me as well, to have her get a massage from a male therapist. Professional massages are not particularly sexual, but it was still very exciting for me to imagine another man touching her pretty intimately. The few times that she got a massage before (only one was from a male therapist), I wished that I could actually watch her getting the massage, but of course it was not possible.