Is it cheating to just get a hand job?

Would you mind someone flicking your gf's bean?

If your partner doesn't agree to it then it's cheating.

Trying to say that "it's not cheating because it was a massage" is just an attempt to pretend you didn't really do it, or to try justifying your actions even when you know they were wrong

Cheating can be as little as flirting with another woman!

Woman have sexual desires and fantasies too if you didn't know. Of course it's cheating doesn't matter if you paid for it or if you're a man or a woman. Try spicing it up in the bedroom if you're bored for crying out loud.

It is cheating. And if my boyfriend got a hand job from someone else, I would be pissed.

If it's just a hand job then I don't see why your girl friend can't do it? If your girl friend doesn't satisfy you then get it sorted, but I don't see why going to someone else is necessary. And like rin said, women also have crazy fantasies and desires!

If not, at least ask her, she may think that flirting is cheating.

Obviously? What planet are you on?

Not only is getting any kind of sex act off someone other than your partner absolutely cheating, paying for a handjob is perhaps the most pathetic thing I can imagine.

My wife and I have a very good mutual female friend named Wendy.

Wendy is very much attracted to me, and in fact the attraction is mutual and my wife knows it, and she knows there are sexual overtones in the air between me and Wendy. Surprisingly, my wife encourages Wendy and me to be friendly with each other.

One day as we were driving to lunch with Wendy and my wife in the back seats, and another male friend of ours, Will, in the front seat, I happened to glance in the rearview mirror and my wife was licking vanilla cream from Wendy's lips. Wendy was eating an Oreo cookie, and the cream in the middle of the cookie was all over her lips, and Wendy jokingly had asked my wife to lick it off, which apparently my wife did did.

Will and I looked at each other in shocking disbelief. I had no idea that my wife had bisexual tendencies, but this "episode" obviously brought that to light. I had a very long and stiff hard-on and I'm sure Will did as well.

After we all arrived home later that day, we decided to have some drinks. My wife and Wendy had Margheritas, which quickly set my wife off in a sexual way. She tends to get "frisky" after just one Margherita, and that afternoon and evening she had managed to drink two within 30mins, not long after we had arrived back from our late lunch.

I brought up the "incident" in the back seat between Wendy and my wife, and both of them said un unison, "Well, didn't you enjoy it?", to which I replied, "Hell yeah!"

Wendy was also becoming "giddy" from the alcohol, and she suddenly decided to describe the "back seat event", using a sexy voice, just to be playful and tease me and Will. Within seconds I had an obvious bulge in my pants, which the girls promptly noticed.

Wendy then asked me to give her a back massage, which she often does, because I give good back and shoulder massages, and I give good massages in general. Wendy sat down on the floor in front of me as I sat on the couch, and I proceeded to massage her shoulders, neck, and back. Wendy was thoroughly enjoying it.

Wendy then asked me if I could give her a full body massage. I said, sure, why not, so she laid down face first on the carpeted floor, of course keeping her clothing on except for her shorts and a t-shirt. I had to straddle her backside in order to get into a proper position for massaging.

While I was massaging her shoulders, neck, and back, Wendy asked me to please massage her legs, including her upper ham strings and gluteus. I was a little hesitant at first, so I looked at my wife, who said, "Just do it silly, it's no big deal."

The problem is, as I was rubbing her buttocks and upper legs, Wendy kept instructing me to move my hands and fingers "inward", which meant she wanted me to massage the inner thighs, directly underneath her private part. I could see that Wendy was not wearing underwear or a thong, and I must have had a worried look on my face because my wife said, "Alessio, why are you acting so nervous? This is no big deal, so stop acting like you are not enjoying yourself."

Well, after that statement from my wife, I decided to give Wendy a great massage. I followed her lead to the tee, and rubbed between her thighs, directly beneath her vagina. From time to time, my hands would brush up against Wendy's vagina, and I could see that eventually she was in a state of arousal. It was now obvious that there was moisture on the under-seam of her shorts, and Wendy had elevated her butt slightly, another sign that she was aroused.

After about 30mins my hands were tired from massaging Wendy from head to toe, so I asked her if I could take a break. At this point the bulge in my pants was enormous, and it was noticed by both Wendy and my Wife, and they started laughing their asses off as they pointed at it as though it was a giant beach ball inside my pants. We all had some drinks in us, including the ladies, so they said, "Would you like a massage to take care of your "bulge"?", laughing so hard they started crying.

I said, "ha ha, very funny", but they just kept laughing and pointing at my bulge. Wendy said, "Mike, it's no big deal, let me return the favor. You can lay on your back." So I laid on my back thinking she was going to massage my legs and shoulders from the front, but she was instead doing something else. My wife aided and abedded the crime by rubbing the bulge in my pants over the jeans I was wearing, and then she nodded to Wendy and said, "Go ahead, I don't care, really. I think he'll enjoy it."

To juump to the chase, Wendy started massaging my bulge, her hand over my wife's hand, and then they switched hand positions, with Wendy's hand touching my bulge, and my wife's hand now pushing Wendy's hand in a circular, then up and down motion.

Wendy then removed her hand, and said, "Perhaps we should stop. I don't want to give your husband blue balls." To my shock my wife responded, "Wendy, we are good friends, so I'll leave it up to you. I'm getting tired and would like to go to bed soon, and my wrists bother me from surgeries I have had surgery on them in the past, so to be honest, I would rather you finish him off so that I don't have to, and it would be unfair to leave him with blue balls, since we have come this far."

Wendy said, "Are you sure Marie? I love you and Alessio and I don't want to do anything to ruin our friendship." My wife replied, "Wendy, don't be rediculous. Alessio and I love you. Besides, don't you want to return the favor?" (My wife was alluding to the obvious orgasms that Wendy had experienced during the inner thigh massage that I had given her.)

Wendy agreed. She said, "Alessio, thanks for the great massage. I would like to thank you with this."

At this point, Wendy unzipped my jeans and pulled it out. At first she put my wife's hand over it and circulated my penis using my wife's hand, but then my wife said, "Just go for it Wendy", and at that point, Wendy gave me the best hand job I have EVER HAD, PERIOD.

My wife giggled, and Wendy burst out laughing when I shot my load about 10 feet in the air. It was UNBELIEVABLE.

Wendy and my wife then hugged each other and went off to bed, as I laid their on the family room carpet with a HUGE smile on my face.

The following morning, Wendy and my wife had the extreme giggles, as though they were teenagers. They both asked me if I had enjoyed "the massage", and my wfe said, "Aren't you glad we came to see Wendy for the week? You didn't want to come here, remember?

At which point I could only smile. No cheating here, everything out in the open, a little "friends with benefits" activity, and everyone was happy. How could this ever be considered "cheating"? It was simply a massage in the right places.

When my wife and I were in our mid twenties, we were invited over our good friend's house. We knew Cindy and John from work, and both Cindy (a blonde) and my wife (an olive-skinned brunette) were gorgeous (and are still gorgeous).

Well, one night we were smoking weed, drinking beers, and doing shots, and we started taking pictures of each other performing fake sex acts with swapped partners. That is, Cindy and I would fake sex acts, and John and my wife would fake sex acts. Then we would fake sex acts in a group, with the camera on automatic. We were fully clothed when doing it, so we would fake blow jobs, hand jobs, missionary intercourse, doggy style, one with me faking doggy with Cindy while she blew John, with my wife under Cindy faking licking her clit and my balls, and then my wife would be fake doggied by John while fake blowing me, etc.

Well, then things became interesting, as the girls started playing "dare me" and soon each of them were completely naked, on top of each other. Cindy decided to start rubbing my crotcch through my pants, and then she looked at my wife and asked her if she could take it out. Well, she not only took it out but she gave me the best hand job and blow job of my life. My wife did the same with John.

There was no real intercourse, just real handjobs and blow jobs, and we repeated parties like this many, many times.

Anyone see a problem with this? We are much older now, but still friends, and from time to time, we'll have a party like this. There is no jealousy and the ladies seem like they are happy to do it.

U should discuss this with your wifey or GF before getting a hand job. If she says its not cheating then it's all good. It doesn't matter what other people think. But if she isn't cool with that then yea it's cheating.

No, it's fine, darling, a handjob most definitely is not cheating.

But that reminds me, of course it's also fine if i give our neighbour a handjob then, right? He offered me 10 bucks at first, but i got him to 20 by agreeing that he can touch my bare breasts while i do him.
Awwww...don't make such a face, it's just a business transaction...oh, and Mr. Archer from downstairs and that foreigner from second floor may also be interested. Maybe i can get them to pay 30 if they can touch my pussy, too? What do you think?

LOL, of course it's not cheating, it's just a massage

Yeah...it's cheating.

I'd class it as cheating. The only person apart from my boyfriend is me touching his junk.