Entry 31

After talking to Marcus I went back to my room...only to find my wife naked with another man!

Okay, to be fair the man was one of the Palace masseurs and he was fully clothed wearing crisp white pants and a tight gray compression shirt. Zylie was lying on a portable massage table with a thin sheet over her. Currently the fabric was pulled down to her waist as the young, muscular man kneaded the knots out of her shoulder muscles. To my great irritation, Zylie moaned with pleasure every time he rubbed her back.

I know I shouldn't be jealous…but I don't like other guys touching my wife. I loudly cleared my throat and Zylie looked up from the padded table and smiled. "Talon, you should try this. It feels amazing."

I frowned as I entered the large quarters and sat on an ornate couch in the living area. "I see you are enjoying it…immensely."

A teasing grin crossed her face. "You're jealous."

I crossed my arms in front of my chest and shook my head. "No, I'm not."

She made a disbelieving snort. "What do you think Roko? Is he jealous?"

The young man was probably in his mid-twenties with deeply tanned skin, wavy brown hair and a face that I'll reluctantly admit might be considered handsome to some women. Roko looked over to me and gave an apologetic shrug of his shoulders. "I have never been good at interpreting body language. I do have to say that if he is jealous you will have to forgive him. Your great beauty must draw the attention of many men." He moved his hands down Zylie's back as she groaned in delight.

Ack! The palace is full of brownnosers; the staff must take a course on flattery and adulations.

"Don't be jealous Talon. Roko is your mother's masseur. If you father trusts him, I am sure you can trust him."

The man gave me a disarming smile as he brought his hands up in a placating gesture. "Jedi Tantiss, I assure you, your wife is in good hands."

My jaw tightened and I wondered if I would be kicked out of the Jedi Order if I force shoved this guy through a wall.

"Besides, I'm sure palace masseurs are eunuchs." Zylie managed to say most of that sentence without laughing.

Roko made a face. "Mistress Tantiss that particular custom was abolished over six hundred years ago. I'm certain my wife would be very displeased if the Queen reinstituted the tradition." He looked up to me and smiled. "If you like Jedi Tantiss I will call a masseuse for you."

A slow grin crossed my face. "Sure, how about a tall blond female, human or Zeltron." Okay, I was trying to get Zylie jealous. She knew I once dated a Zeltron.

He nodded. "Certainly." He pulled a comlink from his pocket and spoke into it before returning it back to his pants. "Sensuna will be here shortly. She is your father's favorite masseuse."

About ten minutes later the front door chimed. I opened it up and and found a tall blond filling the doorframe…and I mean she literally filled the doorframe. The woman looked like she could be a Slingball Front Tackle. She was about my age, almost two meters in height and with shoulders almost as wide as mine. Her face was wide and square with piercing blue eyes. She was human, but obviously from a high gravity planet. She was holding a folding massage bed under one arm like it weighed nothing.

"I am Sensuna the masseuse." She didn't smile but kept a blank expression on her wide face.

"Come in." I moved aside to allow her to enter. She walked to an open space in the living area and set up her table. She looked up to me as she spread out sheets over the table. "Take off your clothes and get on the table facing down under the sheet."

I heard Zylie giggling. "You usually have to buy him dinner before he does that."

"Ha, ha, funny Zylie." I moved toward the 'fresher where I had a bathrobe. I closed the door and then striped down and put on the white fluffy bathrobe and then strutted back to the living area.

Sensuna lifted up one edge of the sheet. "Remove your robe and lay down please." When I hesitated she dropped the sheet and turned around. "You are shy like your father I see."

That got a chuckle out of me. I removed my bathrobe and climbed under the sheet. "I'm ready." I put my head down in the padded hole that allows me to lie facedown without suffocating or squashing my nose. I could feel the masseuse pull the sheet down to my waist and large hands running across my shoulders and back. At first the massage started normal with light pressure, but the force increased until the point where I wanted to protest the manhandling. "What type of massage is this?

"I specialize in deep tissue therapeutic massage." She squeezed my trapezius muscles pushing her thick thumbs into the muscles along my spine. She put some type of lotion on her hands and worked down my back. "You are almost as big as your father."

I chuckled. "I thought you didn't peek when I climbed on the table." That joke was rewarded by a sharp pain in my back. "Ouch, what was that?"

"You had a knot in the muscle. It is gone now," she said matter-of-factly.

After a while the massage got more relaxing and I understood why my father likes this particular masseuse. "So Roko, what type of massage do you specialize in?"

"Hot stone massage, classic relaxation and aromatherapy massages." He paused for a moment. "I also am a trained Yannu therapist. Sometimes it is given the misnomer of a sensual massage, but it is not sexual. The person is completely naked and exposed as I run my hands the full length of the body. It not only feels good but it induces an emotional release."

I started to tense up again and Sensuna dug her thumbs into my back in response. "Stop tensing up!"

Roko chuckled. "Jedi Tantiss I did not give your wife a Yannu massage, I assure you. Your mother has never received that type of treatment either. Your father told me he would snap me in half if I ever did."

"Turn over," Sensuna ordered me. I turned around while under the sheet. I blushed when I realized the thin piece of fabric didn't hide the outline of my manly assets.

"I wouldn't want to cross your father," Roko said. "He's a big man."

"Yes, he's a big man." Sensuna agreed as she pulled the sheet down to my waist. "The son is almost as big."

I was sure she was looking at the outline of my groin while she said that, but I was probably just imagining things. What I wasn't imagining was Zylie chuckling at my discomfort. I took a deep breath and tried to relax as Roko the masseur rubbed his hands all over my wife's body. I wondered if this was Zylie's way of payback for Ben and me going undercover at a topless bar.

I guess it's tit for tat. Ha!