The three of us sat and visited for a while, laughing and joking with each other until my wife said, “I think I'm ready for a massage!” She stood ...p, turned her back to us and pulled her shirt over her head. Then, because her jeans were quite tight, she unbuttoned and unzipped them, but she left them on.She flashed us a little side boob as she did this and as she climbed onto the massage table we could both see her breasts hanging down, her nipples grazing the white fitted sheet as she laid. I didn’t keep it oh chair but I keep it on…On my thigh and pressed my penis wit it. Then I started my work.. I told “mam your bra should also be….” She replied “ok Sam unhook it and keep wide but u man don’t touch the strap” it was my golden opportunity.. I hurried up .. placed my hands on her back and tried to unhook it .. but I could, The I pulled her bra from undies to make its hook bit loose and she was moaning I think my act would have squeezed her breast mmaaaa she moaned and I pressed. I took a deep breath. “Dave, there’s no easy way to tell you this. Melissa is dead.”“What?” he fired back. “Don’t fuck around, Bill, this is serious.”“I’m sorry, Dave, but it’s true. Her body was found a couple of hours ago.”“That’s not possible! She went to Girl’s Night Out with Jude and the girls from yoga.” He jumped up and grabbed his cellphone. “I’ll call her. You’ll see. She’s fine.”“Dave, she was positively ID’d. She had her bag with her, her driver’s license, plus,” I hesitated to tell. I loved watching his reaction as he discreetly checked his phone and his eyes shot up and met mine. I smiled innocently, and he returned to his phone to reply. My phone vibrated almost immediately. 'Is that all I'm getting?' I sent the next picture, my blouse completely undone, and my white lace bra only just containing my pert breasts. Again his reply was almost immediate. 'That's more like it. You've got me so hard. Any more?' This went on for the rest of the meeting, the pictures getting.