When hubby returned he had a huge smile on his face...He led me out to the parking lot like a kid with his prom date. (Which I kinda felt like, actually)
In the parking lot was exactly what I asked for. (What woman doesn't appreciate getting what she asks for?) The red Mustang had the top down already accounting for his tousled look. It was a little humid but the sun had gone down a couple of hours ago and most of the heat seemed to be from the street itself, the breeze in the air as we roared off was nice. After a couple of blocks, I said, "Oh yeah...you are DEFINITELY getting blown in this car!"
"Let me drive," I said a little closer than necessary to his ear, which I then took a playful nip out of.
He pulled to the curb and we did a Chinese fire drill around the car. "You know where we are going?" he asked...
"This is Vegas, I'm sure I can find something appropriately naughty." following the directions I had memorized from my hand drawn map, I managed to just about pass Wyoming Street so I screeched to a halting corner and managed not to skid. "Mustang, Wyoming, get it? Got to be some cowgirls around here, right?"
A couple of blocks up there was a reasonably tasteful (by Vegas standards here) looking establishment advertising "Little Darlings" apparently for rent. And darling they were but I'm getting ahead of myself here.
"You sure?" he said, looking amazed.
"Sure, why not?" It'll be like lesbo porn but live!
The cover charge was $20 or $25 I think. I had to pay because I had cleaned out hubbies wallet of $350 dollars from my fabulous 'hooker blowjob' (he still owes me $150.)
The handsome young, buff bouncer dude grinned at me paying and said, "I'm going to pretend you are here for an audition and he's just here for the view, and only charged for one."
We went in and found seats near this raised stage...a cute All-American looking blond was crawling around. People were holding out dollar bills which she snapped up with her g-string..I realized that I had all large bills about then. This was solved when a waitress with a perky smile and perkier tits asked what she could she get us from the juice bar. I asked about change and she dug in a little side pack and came up with a handful of bills..I got $40 worth and discretely handed half to hubby.
He looked at the stack and then at the dancers with bils folded lengthwise in their g-strings and stocking tops and in one case the ankle strap of a show. I could see his mind go into accountant mode.."Hey! Snap out of it!...you better not have any left when we leave here!"
"Can I ask them about their 401-K?"
This earned him a laugh from me.
I wasn't sure what I was looking for. I have some bi-tendencies but other than a little in college and "that one time at band camp" ~kidding~ sort of. I was mostly watching him out of the corner of my eye looking for some spark. I was flattered a bit when he seemed a bit taken by a girl that reminded me of a younger me with much perkier tits, but natural ones, so that's something.
As 6-7 girls had rotated through the stage we had gotten pretty good attention...One girl with gorgeous auburn hair down her back almost to her fantastic ass, drew me close and said "I LOVE couples, if you guys are looking for a private dance" I noticed there was two other couples and a pair of cute girls that could have been dancers themselves or maybe friends of the dancers hanging out and groping each other and the dancers. I felt like a lot of nice attention was paid. I noticed the girls seemed to defer to me to make sure I was OK with boobies in hubbies face..(he was obviously OK with it in a "is this some kind of elaborate I am in trouble later situation?" sort of way.
I saw the girls playfully but firmly fending off hands-y guys, yet they frequently held my hands and guided them to cup the sides of their boobs..I wasn't sure of the rules but apparently chicks get a little more freedom...
The girl I finally decided on was dancing over on a side stage after giving a lap dance in the middle of the room to a construction worker type..she seemed to be genuinely into him, but then they all seemed more or less that way save a couple with assholes after them and one that looked bored to be there in general.
"Sage" was a pretty tall athletic-looking woman and her gyrations proved that..pilates got nothing on her routine. She had long straight fine hair that was probably highlighted a bit from her natural brunette but looked really natural. She had, I noticed stripper shoes but not stripper nails. I asked about it..she laughed said, too tomboy to keep them up!
When we were groping each other partly for Alan's benefit and partially because it was randy fun, I leaned in and stage whispered to her...how good an actress are you...she pulled back and looked me in the eyes then laughed a deep throaty laugh...she leaned back in making it a natural part of her grind "honey nothing but acting class here!...whatcha got in mind?" At this point I was getting essentially a lap dance for free as she was working my leg like a stripper pole, a couple of times while I was standing she moved a hip bone inside and I swear strrrrokkkkked me just right. Caught me off guard.
I need you to "accidentally" discover that my husband over there (currently occupied with a cute little enthusiastic Latina) is wearing a sheer pair of panties...
Carefully plucked and penciled eyebrows arched above a twinkle in her eyes. "Really??! ... this sounds interesting."
I was trying to gather a response to explakin what I had in mind, but she began with some questions...
"Like a gag, he lose a bet, or like he gets off on a little humiliation play?"
"No, not like that...my idea, just a little psychological leash kind of.."
"Hmmm like Fem-dom? You want I should spank him?"
"No, but that sounds fun now that you mention it. I was thinking more like wow that's hot your cock looks amazing through those..."
"Hmm you are definitely gonna need a private room. If it was make him blush I could pull it off on the floor probably with out anybody noticing, but if I gotta ooh and ahh, gonna need the privacy.."
"I can tip well.."
No, no its not that, I mean yeah the rooms are kind of a hustle but its part of the game, in this case I need to be able to take his pants down a bit, and well that's a bit against the rules..I'll just charge for a couple of regular dances but you tip Darryl $20 on top of the $20 for the room and he'll look the other way. Although Don't get me wrong I am definitely your girl here but Darryl is going to wonder since I usually play it pretty straight in here..I make good tips out on the floor and don't have to put in the "extra service" to have a good night. But don't freak if you see Darryl Peek in the window on his rounds. I'll go set it up. I slipped her the $40 and she went over to the large black man I'd seen working the room over by the row of windows near the other side.
He came over and put a large paw on Alan's shoulder causing a start, but said in a surprisingly soft mellow voice, You kids come with me, I've got a nice private room for y'all. He left us there and we went for the couch. Sage popped in in a minute from another entrance that didn't seem obvious in the dim light reflected around by all the mirrors.
I should explain that calling him "hubby" all the time seems odd since I never call him that. Alan is his middle name and it occurs to me to use that since that's how I introduced him to Sage when she came over and sat in his lap. He caught on right away and responded as if that's what he is called all his life.
"So, Alan, what did you do right to get such a hot wife generous enough to share you with me?"
"Just lucky I guess.."
"You have no idea HOW lucky, Alan..." she breathed in his ear then straightened a bit and smothered his face in tits..."You like that, Alan? You know, most customers here get a little shove when they get a little too close...does this feel too close, Alan?" she actually placed her nipple in his open mouth, like she was nursing an infant...then, straightening up into a stance she grabbed his hair rubbed his face against her silky thigh ending with his cheek firmly against her g-string...maybe you are a leg man?"
He was shell shocked..she pulled away and started making out with me...big open-mouthed kisses, openly fondling my breasts, then under my blouse...a hand sidling up my thigh, grinning at the garter strap and freezing then going slower when she reached no panties..."I see where they came from!" she teased in my ear quietly...I shook my head, "not exactly, but you get the idea..."
"Oh I am getting all kind of ideas," she said this time to both of us.
She pounced into his lap and leaned back arching her back to kiss me over her shoulder, all the while working his belt..she had it out of his loops and around the back of his neck pulling him to her..."You are gonna owe your wife big here..."
She maneuvered us next to each other, I was nuzzling his neck, she his other side and her hand was under my skirt with delicious slow strokes up one side and down the other of my labia. (pussy? not sure how gyno specific I want to get here but she could be one!)
I could hear what was apparently supposed to be for him..."you know what I'm doing under your wifes skirt, Alan? I am slowly stroking her smooth, wet pussy. I think she is very very excited."
He visibly trembled..."Do you mind?" she said as she reached her other hand into his lap and was grabbing his cock firmly through his pants. easing up on me a bit so I could think again, we both started stroking him and nuzzling his neck basic 2-girl guy fantasy stuff..I'd seen the pornos, she possibly had been in them...
I don't think it even occurred to him about any potential embarrassment because he didn't register anything but dazed bliss as she unbuttoned him, eased down the zipper and began stroking him through nylon. Nothing. Wow.
She decided to push a little..."ease up Alan" she said lifting him a bit then pulling his pants to his knees...continuing to stroke him, she eased his cock out and said "I think Alan needs a kiss, don't you?" to me. I went down and gave it a slurpy kiss then eased the panties back over the cock...he watched amazed and then a light looked like maybe it was winking through the fog...
"Wearing your wife's panties is SO Hot, Alan...I LOVE a man not afraid to get kinky...."
To me she said, "I hope you don't mind but I want to help him make a VERY big mess out of your panties..." she proceeded to grind in these gentle quick movements in his lap and in no time they were see-through for their wet sticky mess...HOT
She kissed him on the cheek and said, "Thank you,that was amazing.." I gave her about $100 or a bit more I think in a sweaty wad of cash, then added the rest of the singles "hubby" had let stick to his fingers..."I think we better go before Darryl checks in.."
She hugged me close and said, "That was something, come back anytime!"
I was frighteningly horny, and with a hand in his lap as he zoned out in the passenger seat, I could feel him twitching back to attention like a teenager...I kept looking for a deserted side street..(In Vegas??) and settled on a parking garage...I jumped him in the passenger seat and to his credit he rose to the occasion, I got off remarkably quickly, and the quickie was memorable mostly for the location and more to the point what had preceded it..we got to the hotel him still dazed and drained and he is snoring as we speak with an angelic smile on his face.
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