Thriller Short Stories of My Wife

[The Ghost Writer]

On a sunny vacation day, we were on beaches of Thailand, the land of sex. 

It was quite warm that day, and my wife wore a skimpy cotton top and a kurta. 

I told her 

"Let's go take a massage at the massage parlour."

"Together?"

"Yes, Together."

She was amazed, but thrilled. She agreed to go, but told me that she will stop me, if she feels uncomfortable. 

We both went out, and went to the nearest parlour. 

A man greeted us, and we told them, we wanted a couple's massage. The man, amazed at our choice, took us in the back, to a shady big hotel room. 

We let ourselves go, and my wife and I, alone in the room, waited for someone to come. 

"What do we do now?"

Feeling adventurous, I told her

"Come on. Let's do something we can forget about."

Amazed, she told me,

"You want you to take off our clothes, don't you?"

I laughed and said, 

"Well, that's the idea." I started taking off my wife's clothes and she took off mine. Stark naked, we laid down on our chest and laid out the towel on our butts. 

The funny part was, two ladies walked in, in their undies. Kinda beautiful ladies. They started massaging our backs, and we had quite the massage there. However, feeling more adventurous, I put down my patience, to see what happens. 

Since our back was made tender, the ladies told us to get on our backs. My wife looked at me, but I just told her "let's see what happens."

"Give me another towel." the ladies looked at each other and said there are no more fresh towels. My wife said

"I will wear my bra then." Don't know what happened to me, but I felt, hey! Why don't I give my towel away? I tried my luck and said, 

"Here you go!" as I handed over my towel to her. Amazed, she said, 

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing."

As I laid down, expecting the unexpected.