After being married for so long, Wanda had never even given Harry a massage, let alone scratched his back in daily life. Even on the rare occasions when Wanda agreed, she would fall asleep after just a short while. Now, Wanda had taken the initiative to offer him a massage, and Harry couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
As Harry obediently lay naked on the bed, face down, Wanda gently placed her slender, delicate hands on his shoulders. Her soft fingers tenderly caressed his spine, sending waves of tingling, ticklish pleasure that made Harry squint his eyes in contentment. As Wanda's fingers traced patterns on his back, Harry's body gradually relaxed.
This sensation wasn't the intense pleasure of sex or oral stimulation but rather a soothing, comforting kind of relief. After a long, exhausting day, having his beloved wife massage him filled Harry with immense happiness. This kind of relaxed enjoyment was something many men could only dream of. A warm sense of bliss surged in Harry's heart, sweeter than honey.
A man's happiness could sometimes be very simple. It wasn't about being able to sleep with beautiful women or having endless money that brought joy. This subtle warmth and sweet marital affection could sometimes be even more fulfilling than sneaking around with another woman.
Though Wanda's massage skills were admittedly lacking, Harry was already more than satisfied.
"Hubby, does this feel good? Am I pressing too lightly?" After some gentle stroking, Wanda began using her palms to press Harry's shoulders, then pinched the back of his neck, lifting and kneading it lightly.
Her technique couldn't compare to that of a professional masseuse at a foot spa, but Wanda's pressure was just right. Though she missed the acupressure points, the tingling, ticklish sensation was incredibly relaxing for Harry.
"It feels amazing! So good! Wifey, you're the best! Right now, I feel like the happiest man in the world!~~" Harry let out a long, contented sigh, his face radiating joy as he squinted in pleasure.
"Is this all it takes to satisfy you? I haven't even used my secret move yet!"
Wanda giggled coyly, her fingers gliding softly down Harry's spine before settling on his buttocks, where she lightly teased him with her fingertips. The sensation made Harry's buttocks twitch, a strange yet indescribably pleasant mix of comfort and ticklishness.
Before Harry could fully savor it, Wanda's fingers had already slipped between his cheeks. Her manicured fingertips, as light as willow catkins, brushed against his anus, sending waves of ticklish pleasure and a shameful thrill from having his private area played with. Harry shuddered uncontrollably.
"Ah!~~ Hiss!~~ Wifey!~~ It tickles!~~ This feels so ticklish!~~" Harry finally couldn't take it anymore, gasping sharply as his breathing grew rapid, and he began moaning involuntarily.
Wanda smiled faintly, her delicate fingers suddenly pressing lightly against Harry's anus before slipping inside, teasing the rim with gentle strokes. This move came so unexpectedly that Harry never imagined his wife would do something like this.
The sensitive area being prodded made his whole body convulse, and he sharply sucked in a breath, instinctively clenching his buttocks tightly.
"Hubby, what's wrong? Does… does this not feel good?" Seeing Harry's reaction, Wanda immediately blushed nervously, her voice filled with concern.
"N… no, it's not that it doesn't feel good… it's just… it feels weird…" Having someone's finger inserted into his asshole made Harry feel deeply ashamed and perverted…
Especially since the person doing it was his wife. Though it did feel pleasurable, Harry couldn't shake off the oddness of it all, struggling to accept it mentally.
"Okay… Hana said men usually like this… I thought you'd enjoy it too…" Wanda blushed as she withdrew her finger from Harry's anus, then gently stroked his scrotum, whispering shyly.
"Hana?" The mention of Hana's name immediately piqued Harry's interest.
After that thrilling one night stand with Wanda's best friend Hana right under Wanda's nose, Harry had secretly longed for a repeat of that exciting affair. However, Hana hadn't visited Wanda's place recently, nor had she contacted Harry, so he didn't bother pursuing it either.
After all, Hana and Wanda were inseparable best friends. If Harry mishandled the situation, it could backfire and break Wanda's heart.
"Did Hana teach you this?" Harry probed.
"Yeah… I… Hana knows more about this stuff… so… so I asked her how to make my hubby feel good… and… and she taught me these things… but she's never tried it herself… so… so I wasn't sure if you'd like it…" Wanda's face burned with embarrassment, as if she wanted to disappear into the ground.
"So that's how it is... Honey... You're so thoughtful..." Harry was moved and revealed a happy smile, continuing to ask curiously, "Then Hana hasn't tried it with her husband? What else did Hana say?"
"Hana's husband is very old-fashioned. Hana said she wanted to try, but her husband was very resistant... So Hana said she was just theorizing. Hana also said she hasn't made up with her husband since the last incident and mentioned she wanted to stay at our place for a few days. She asked me to check if you'd mind..."
Wanda tentatively asked Harry, "Husband, Hana is my best friend. If she comes to stay with us... would you be angry?"
"No! Of course not! Why would I be angry? I..." Hearing that Hana was coming to stay again, Harry felt a surge of excitement in his heart. But halfway through his words, he realized his reaction might seem unusual and quickly corrected himself, "Hana is your best friend. If she needs your help, how could I be so petty? What kind of person do you think your husband is? Tell Hana she can come anytime. Let her know I welcome her. Her husband really is a jerk. He deserves to be taught a lesson!"
"Husband, why are you so excited, hmm?" Wanda's expression darkened slightly as she smiled and suddenly grabbed Harry's swollen, burning penis, teasing him playfully, "Are you thinking of making a move on Hana, hmm?"
"No! That's slander! Hana is your best friend. How could I ever think of making a move on her? Even a rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow. I wouldn't dare!" Harry immediately defended himself, pretending to beg for mercy.
In truth, he was secretly laughing to himself. He didn't even need to make a move on Hana—that slut had already slept with him.
"Really? You really haven't thought about Hana? Tell me the truth... or else... I'll torture you!~~" Wanda smirked as she pressed her full breasts and erect nipples against Harry's back, sliding them gently while whispering softly into his ear.
"No! Even if you torture me to death, I won't confess!~~ I'm innocent!~~ Don't slander me!~~ Ahh!~~" Knowing Wanda was just teasing him, Harry deliberately played along, acting like a martyr who wouldn't yield.
"Hmph!~~ Still trying to hide it!~~ I can see the way you look at Hana!~~ Don't think I don't know what you perverts are thinking!~~ Hana is so beautiful, there isn't a single man who doesn't lust after her!~~ And~~ Hana is my childhood best friend~~ Having an affair with your wife's best friend must be every bad man's favorite fantasy~~ Right?~~ Hmm?!~~ Tell the truth!~~" As she spoke, Wanda stuck out her tongue and began lightly licking Harry's spine.
Her soft, wet tongue gliding over his back sent waves of intense, tingling pleasure through Harry. The slippery tongue was far more stimulating than fingers lightly brushing against skin, and with Wanda occasionally planting kisses, the soul-stealing pleasure only intensified.
At the same time, Wanda's firm, full breasts and erect nipples pressed against Harry's buttocks, sliding in slow circles.
"Ahh!~~ Mmm~~ Ahh!~~" The tingling pleasure made Harry gasp, feeling as if his soul was about to leave his body.
"No!~~ I won't confess!~~ Even if you torture me to death, I won't confess!~~ If you have the guts, give me something even worse!~~" Harry fully immersed himself in the roleplay, pretending to be an unyielding hero while challenging Wanda, secretly hoping her "torture" would become even more intense.
"Fine!~~ You've got guts!~~ Then this master will give you something real!!"
Wanda let out a seductive laugh, her eyes flashing mischievously as she slid her body down, letting her breasts glide along Harry's buttocks and thighs. Her tongue trailed from his spine down to the sensitive tailbone area, swirling around it before suddenly sucking hard on the spot.
A man's tailbone is packed with sensitive nerves, making it particularly responsive to touch. With Wanda's licking and sucking, Harry immediately clenched his buttocks and shuddered violently.
"Ahh!~~ Mercy!~~ Master, have mercy!~~ It tickles!~~ Mmm!~~" Harry pretended to beg for mercy, laughing as he cried out.
"Talk!~~ Do you have thoughts about Hana? Hmm?!~~ Tell the truth!~~ Do you want to fuck Hana?!~~" Wanda chuckled triumphantly, her tongue lightly flicking over Harry's tailbone before slowly sliding down toward his crack.