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The Hypno-tricked Wives
Part 4 (REVISED)

    Jason worked firmly, massaging Shelly's shoulders, stretching out her arms and soothing the muscles 
with long strokes, working each of the fingers, and then returning to her shoulders. Now his strokes 
became longer and more vigorous as his hands slid from her shoulders down to the small of her back. 
With each stroke, Shelly's ass wiggled invitingly, and even better, the sheet slipped lower.  Stroke after 
stroke the sheet slipped down until it stopped at the top of her thighs, completely exposing her soft sweet 
ass. My eyes took it all in, from her shoulders down past her finely sculpted shoulder blades to the gentle 
arch of her back, the narrowing at her waist and then a delightful rise to the well formed mounds of her 
ass cheeks. The sheet was so light I knew she had no idea how far it had slipped, and that made the view 
even more arousing.  She lay there on the table, completely unaware, moaning with pleasure now and then 
as Jason's hands soothed her muscles.     
    Jason's strokes grew longer until he was now sliding his hands all the way down over each ass cheek 
and back up again. As he did so, he told Shelly that he was going to slide his hands under the sheet to 
massage the major muscles in each buttock. As she murmured something about how good it felt, Jason's 
hands began a downward and outward series of strokes. As he approached her ass cheeks, I could see why 
he wanted her to think the sheet was still in place. With each outward movement, he spread Shelly's ass 
wider and wider, giving us all increasingly more open views of her cute little anus. Soon his hands were 
fully on each side of her ass, stroking down and pushing out until her delectable ass was spread open 
completely, almost obscenely, with every detail of her anus exposed for us to explore with our eyes. 
    Of course, Jason had more than his eyes to explore with. He paused for a moment, and told Shelly it 
was time to work the major inner muscles. "I can do this working under the sheet, but it's a lot easier if I 
move it aside so I can see the line of muscle."
    "I'd rather you didn't move it," Shelly answered. "I'm trying not to be a prude, but I'd be so embarrassed 
without the sheet I don't think I could relax at all."
    "Okay, I don't want you to be tense," Jason said. "As long as you understand there are some things I'll 
need to uncover a bit later when I work on your lymph system."
    "As long as its not too much," she answered, "but you better get me good and relaxed ahead of time." 
    It was Jerry's turn to help things along. "Honey, you're fine. Everything's covered, and if he needs to do 
some things later, let the man do what we're paying for."
        Of course everything wasn't covered. It was all delightfully exposed. As Jason slid his hands under 
the imaginary sheet, he said. "alright, the muscle group I'm after is approximately here." 
    As he talked, he moved one hand inward until the outer side of his hand was resting directly on top of 
her anus. We could all see her tighten up at his touch, but she said nothing. "Excuse me," he said, sliding 
his hand upward and slightly off her anus,"I won't embarrass either of us by apologizing any more, but 
please understand It's a little difficult without seeing.  Bear with me now," and he squeezed her ass cheek 
between his thumb and fingers, moving in a slight circular motion. 
    Jerry and I couldn't help ourselves. We both stepped up to the table and leaned over to get a closer look 
at her naked ass. The edge of his hand was still  between her ass cheeks, and with every circular 
movement her tempting little anus was pulled up and even stretched open a bit. When he changed hands 
to work the other cheek, his hand slid down on her bud again, but this time she didn't tense. Pulling her 
cheek up and out on this side gave us even more glances inside her moist pink asshole. Since she hadn't 
complained, Jason took full advantage, putting both hands between her cheeks, squeezing them hard and 
pressing outward. He held her spread open that way a moment, and we were all treated to view deep into 
her now relaxed and open asshole. I imagine it was all he could do to keep from sliding his finger into 
her, but he controlled it, and finally let her cheeks close again.
    Every one of us had a huge bulge in our pants, but the show had only begun. Jason pulled the sheet 
back up over Shelly's shoulders, and told her he would do her  legs now. One by one he lifted each leg, 
pulled backward on it, and placed it back on the table. When he had finished, her legs were spread as far 
apart as the table allowed. He lifted the sheet up from her left leg, giving us a brief view of her ass and the 
back of her pussy. He settled the sheet down and tucked it between her legs for a moment to give her the 
feeling of being covered there, but then flipped the tail of the sheet up exposing her crotch. Jason ran his 
hands up her legs, working his way to her inner thighs. With each stroke his fingers came with inches of 
her pussy lips, then slid on and up across her buttocks. Her light blonde pubic hair did little to conceal 
those sweet lips, and we enjoyed a long look at her from the back as he worked each leg. When he 
finished and pulled the sheet back down to cover her legs, I assumed he was going to tell her to turn over.  
I began to move out of the room but he motioned to me to stay.
    "One last thing and we'll have you turn over, Shelly," he said, "I'm going to find the trigger points at 
the base of your buttocks and press in on them. Believe it or not, they have a lot to do with muscle aches 
in other parts of your body." 
    Jerry got helpful again by saying, "Yeh, I've heard about pressure points and trigger points."
    "Okay," Jason said, "let me fix the sheet for you." He began folding the sheet upward, and pressed it 
down on both upper thighs, apparently covering her fully. What she couldn't feel was the amount of slack 
in the sheet between her legs, and after a moment he pulled the center upward while holding each thigh. 
The effect was a high tent exposing her ass and pussy once again. 
    "Okay, Shelly, these points are easier to find. They should be here," he said, sliding one hand up to the 
base of her right ass cheek, "and here." He slid the other hand up to the base of her left cheek, and then 
pressed in on both sides with his thumbs. 
    "Let me know if I'm using too much pressure," he said, and began to move his thumbs up and to the 
outer sides of each cheek. "Does that feel alright?" he asked her.
    "It doesn't hurt," she answered. 
    "Good, " he said, "I'll work the points now." As he spoke, he pressed in again with his thumbs and 
without lifting them, stretched the skin outward. The result was wonderful. With each upward lift, the 
back of her pussy rose up and then settled back down. As he applied more pressure more and more of her 
pussy was pulled up. Soon the pressure on her labia caused them to separate slightly, and a few strokes 
later, her pussy lips were pulling open from the back with each upward stroke. 
    Jerry and I leaned in again to watch his wife's pussy moving erotically under Jason's hands. Jerry was 
barely breathing as her dark pink lips were pulled open to show the delicious pink flesh inside. Jason 
adjusted his thumbs one last time, and as he pushed in deeply, her labia parted fully, exposing the sweet 
inner opening of her sex.
    My cock was beginning to seep at the incredibly erotic view, and I had to adjust my pants to keep a wet 
spot from showing through. Jerry was in the same condition, and had begun stroking himself lightly. The 
arousal of knowing we all had a fantastic rear view of his naked wife's open vagina must have been 
overwhelming. 
    Jason covered Shelly again and told her it was time to turn over. I stepped out for a few minutes, and 
came back in to see her lying on her back with a moist cloth over her eyes. Jason had already finished 
massaging her shoulders, and began long slow strokes from her upper chest down across her ribs to her 
hip. On each side, the strokes uncovered  more and more of her breast as Jason's forearm slid under the 
sheet and lifted it. Her breasts were lovely and firm, sloping gently out to the sides as she lay there. 
    Now Jason moved to sit behind Shelly's head, and began to massage the upper part of her chest. Soon 
his hands were pressing into the upper swell of her breasts, moving them erotically under the sheet. Her 
nipples were dark pink shadows under the cloth. He paused and told her, "I'll need to do your thorax and 
abdomen now. Shall I remove the sheet or would you like a partial drape?"
    "The drape, please. If that's okay."
    We all looked at each other. She'd said, "IF that's okay." Things were getting better and better. Jason 
told her he could use a partial drape on her thorax without a problem, and adjusted the sheet by pulling it 
up to cover her upper chest completely.  Then without a pause, he folded back one side of the sheet to 
completely expose her left breast.  I doubt if that was the  kind of partial drape she'd been expecting, but 
by now she was probably congratulating herself for behaving so maturely.  After all, the masseur wouldn't 
being trying anything unprofessional with her husband right there, would he?
   Shelly's nipples were beautiful. They stood straight up, a delicious dark pink against the even darker 
aureoles. Jason began at the base of her breast, massaging the skin there and then worked his way up the 
outside, over and down again. The effect was to make her breast jiggle back and forth as if she were 
dancing nude. He explained that he was tracing the lymph channel, and spent extra time sliding his 
fingers along the inner swell and down her abdomen. 
    "Your blood has a heart to pump it around your body. The lymph channel doesn't. It relies on body 
movement and pressure. Without the movement and pressure, lymph builds up and you have congestion, 
which can lead to pain and other difficulties." His hands were now poised on either side of her breast.
    "I don't mean to be graphic here, but even your husband's caresses often don't create pressure in the 
right direction." With that he moved his hands in and squeezed her breast from both sides. He held her 
breast up that way for a moment, giving us all a good look as her luscious nipple was thrust up. Then he 
placed both of his thumbs on her nipple and slid his hands upward, pulling her breast higher until he 
released it to fall back against her chest. He repeated this a few times, and finished by actually grasping 
her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pulling on it as his other hand pressed in on the soft 
flesh all around it. 
     Shelly lay there quietly, but her facial expression showed more and more stress. Finally, when Jason 
pulled on her nipple, she squirmed and said "God, this is embarrassing. Please, maybe we should stop. I 
just... I don't think I can stay relaxed this way."
    "I understand," Jason said soothingly. "This is your first therapeutic massage. It's different from a 
simple relaxation massage. I'm certain the muscle aches you've been feeling are due to congested lymph 
channels, but you won't need work on the lymph system each time.  Just today, and then every six weeks 
to eight weeks. So I'm going to ask you to bear with me this first time, Shelly,  relax and let me do things 
properly, then see if you don't feel a lot better. I'm sure you will, but we can decide to eliminate working 
the lymph system from your treatments in the future if you don't think there's enough benefit."
    "I think you should relax and give it a try, Shelly," Jerry prompted.
    "Jerry, it's almost harder with you in here."
    "Don't let it be. I'm just gonna read a magazine. You relax and afterwards we'll go out for dinner."
    After a moment, Shelly let out a long breath, and relaxed her body.  Jason looked over at Jerry, gave 
him the OK sign, and said silently, "good job." He then uncovered the other breast and began the same 
procedure. As he worked, both of Shelly's nipples grew clearly aroused, standing out stiffly from her 
breasts. When he finished and pulled the sheet back over her upper body, the nipples remained hard, 
making visible points under the cloth.
    By now Jerry's knees had grown weak, and he sat down heavily. He'd just helped another man play with 
his wife's breasts, teasing and pulling on them, making them grow aroused and hard while she lay there in 
naive innocence about what a masseur should or shouldn't do.
    But the final ten minutes were going to make everything else seem tame. Jason moved to Shelly's legs, 
placed a brace under each, moved them wide apart, and massaged them with long smooth strokes that 
reached up to her abdomen. He made certain she could feel the sheet covering her genitals, but made an 
opening as he worked on each leg that exposed her delicate labia and the small hood of flesh that covered 
her clitoris. The way he placed the sheet almost had the effect of a skirt pushed back, and I stared happily 
up that skirt at her naked pussy, leaning in as best I could to memorize every detail.
    Jason finished her legs, and told her there was one more area to work on. He explained that the lymph 
channels ran down the joint between her torso and her legs, and that he would place pressure on those 
channels just as he had on her thorax. 
    Shelly's newfound bravery faltered as she thought about his hands so close to her privates, but she tried 
to sound matter-of-fact. "Will you be able to drape me for this?"
    "Partially," Jason answered, and began to adjust the sheet before she could say anything more. He used 
the sheet to cover each leg and then brought a length of it down from her stomach to cover her pubic 
mound. He massaged her upper thighs for a few moments, watching her body relax under his soothing 
strokes, and then carefully lifted the sheet up, baring her pussy for us again. 
    Using both hands, his fingers traced the line on each side of her pubic mound, following the channel 
between her legs and torso. "This is the lymph channel I'll be working," he explained, and slid his fingers 
all the way down to the swell of her buttocks. "I'll begin now if you're ready. "
    Shelly's voice was shallow and small, but she said, "Alright."
    "Good. Now I'm going to need your help here, Shelly." As he spoke, he took hold of her right ankle and 
lifted it up. "I'm lifting your leg up, and I need you to hold it for me so my hands can be free." Without 
waiting for a reply, he pushed upward on her leg bending it at the knee, took hold of her hand and placed 
it under her thigh.
    So help me, I thought I'd cum in my pants. There was sweet innocent Shelly, holding her leg up and 
open to give us a gorgeous view all the way down to her now visible asshole. 
    "I....I think the drape moved," she almost whispered.
    "I know," Jason answered quietly. "It's difficult during this part."
    I couldn't believe it. Jason was actually telling the woman her most private parts weren't covered any 
more. At first I couldn't understand why he'd risk that, but then I knew. He wanted her to know she was 
exposed. He wanted to see how she'd react.
    Jason's hands began their work, and my blood pressure must have gone through the roof. Every time his 
fingers slid down between her leg and pussy, the pressure pulled at her labia, stretching them to one side. 
After a few strokes, he shifted his hand and let the edge of it slide over just enough to press down on the 
edge of her pussy as he followed the channel, finally causing her lips to pull open. Now with each stroke 
her pussy opened wider, and she had to know it. 
    He told her to lower her leg and then lifted the other, using the same slow pressuring strokes. It wasn't 
long before her sweet pussy opened for us again, and this time there was clearly new moisture forming in 
her partially exposed vagina. 
    I looked at Jerry, and he was actually perspiring. Beads of it formed on his forehead as Jason's 
"incidental" attention to his wife's pussy brought out more and more of her sweet moisture.
    With each stroke, Jason opened her lips wider until we could see deep into her dark pink, very wet 
vagina. He never touched the center of her, but his constant stroking made her clitoris stiffen and stand 
out from its nub of flesh.
    Or was it something else? As I watched her labia begin to swell I had another thought. Was it all due to 
the pressure of Jason's hands? Or was this shy modest woman getting hot knowing that a stranger could 
see every part of her open like this? Maybe somewhere inside she was surprising herself, and using this 
"legitimate procedure" as an excuse to display herself.
    I was almost relieved when he finally ended the stroking, told her to relax and covered her with the 
sheet. I couldn't take the pressure any more, and needed to get home to my wife in a big hurry.
    I waved to Jerry and Jason, and left. 
    They told me later that everything ended okay. Shelly got dressed, and told Jason all the aches were 
gone. When he asked if she wanted more or less of anything next time, she said she liked the muscle 
relaxing part of the massage best, and was glad she didn't have to have the lymph treatment each time. 
Jason nodded with understanding. He told her that quite of few of his patients, both men and women, had 
the same reaction. "I know its difficult to relax while I express the channels," he said, "but its an 
important part of the overall benefits."
    After they left, Jerry took Shelly out to dinner. While they were eating, Jerry asked her if she thought 
the massage had really helped.  She told him she really thought it did, and she might want to schedule 
another appointment if Jerry was okay with that. Needless to say, he was very, very okay with that.     
    So now Jerry was on board, and everything was set for next Wednesday. 

End Part 4 
