I tried to arrange a date for her with a friend. She refused. I also had become curious about how she would react to other men, when I was not there. ...Would she live out her fantasies? I have to admit that the idea of watching her fucking another man excited me.I had read many stories on literotica, where husbands see wives getting fucked or massaged, and based on that, I was waiting for an opportunity. So, in Bali when Pablo came for our massage, I knew he was the right person to fuck Suman.. I. I slip my hand in her pants, carressing her swelling lips as I gently slide my two fingers into her hot, wet pussy. She lets out a little low moan. I know she is loving the feeling and she wants more. I keep on for a few seconds and the I push my fingers further into her applying pressure to that full bladder. I know this is the first time for her because the expression on her face was just plain hot and a little shocked. She quickly grabs my arm, and stops me. I can see she has a panicked look. The two of them were giggling at the awkwardness of the stretches, and they joked about how he could see down her top. She then replied,"Well if you can see, our camera-man might be able to as well!"I blushed. They laughed as I stammered a polite few words about how I wasn't focusing on that (when really, I WAS) and I was trying my hardest to be as professional as possible.And then, THIS happened. No joke. She leaned back to stretch with her legs spread wide, and I got the full view of her. “James” Dr. Malek called out as I opened the door. “Wassup Doc?” I asked as I turned around.“Don’t hurt Brittany” she said without looking at me as she was typing on her computer.“What do you mean, Doc?”“That’s all James, have a good day and I will see you next week”I chuckled to myself as I closed the door to her office. How could she know about Brittany and me? Did she notice the bulge in my pants when I walked into her office? Did she hear us at Brittany’s desk? Oh well. As I walked.