My Wife Is An Exhibitionist

My wife and I have been married for 6 years, and have been together for over 10 years.  From the beginning we liked to play games like going out with her wearing a short skirt, tight top and no underwear.  

We would go out to dinner or to a movie or dancing, and I would feel her up all night.  She would get very horny, and we would go home and fuck our brains out.  That was great, and it fulfilled our desires just fine.  I didn't really need anything more.  But MORE is what we both got during our recent vacation.  

We decided to take a road trip around a couple of nearby states, to just relax and see the sights along the way.  The first few days of the trip went great.  The weather was warm, and there wasn't a lot of traffic.  We toured a few historical sites.

Things were going well, and we were both very relaxed.  I love the summer, mostly because it allows us to wear fewer clothes, and allows my wife to wear more revealing clothes.  

My wife is a young 33-years-old, five feet three inches tall, and she has an athletic build at 120 lbs and 34C.  Her tits and ass demand attention from most men.  I like to watch guys checking her out.  It makes me feel good that she is with me.

Anyway about three days into the trip we both were a little tired.  We drove into a smaller city that was a nice area surrounded by desert.  The wife and I had decided if we found a good hotel we would hold up here for a few days, and hang out.  We found a fine hotel with a nice saltwater pool and a fair choice of the local cuisine to choose from.

Soon after we had settled into our hotel room and had our evening meal, we were decided to go out and experience some local nightlife.  My wife suggested a nudie bar that we had seen on the way into town.  It was a large place, and even during the day when we passed by there seemed to be a lot of cars in the parking lot.

Well I couldn't deny that suggestion, so off we went to check the place out.  We arrived about 9 PM, and the parking lot was almost full.  After we paid the cover charge we entered the place and found that it was pretty lively.  There were three stages, numerous pool tables, and video poker.  We decided that the place looked good, so we took two stools at the bar.

After we had downed a few drinks I decided to give my hand a try at the video poker.  I told my wife to hold the fort while I would try and win some money to pay for our night out.  She said she was having fun people watching, and encouraged me to go do my thing.

I had done pretty will after about half an hour, so I took my winning receipts back to the bar.  When I arrived there was a guy on my stool.  He appeared to be deep in conversation with my wife, and she appeared to be enjoying the banter.  I stepped up, said hello, and they broke their attention away from each other.  My wife introduced me.  

She was acting a little giddy and she told me that Hank there had bought her a few drinks.  Then she realized she hadn't introduced him to me and laughed more.  She introduced Hank as the owner and proprietor of the club.  I shook his hand, and thanked him for allowing me to win some money at his poker machines.  

My wife gave me a big smile, and made a big deal out of me wining some money.  Hank congratulated me on my luck, and then he congratulated me on my fine looking wife.  He asked us where we were from and where we were going, and we made casual conversation.  

At one point he had made a comment to my wife more then to me that he thought she would do really good dancing on the stage.  My wife blushed, and she acted shy.  She said she had never thought about doing that.  I wrote it off as him just flirting with her.  

But he said to both of us that she was very beautiful, and if she wanted to give it a try there was going to be an amateur contest the next night.  He said that there were no real amateurs in that kind of contest, just a few extra strippers from across town.  He also said that they take it very relaxed, and there really isn't much of a competitive spirit involved, but it drew in a few more customers.

My wife didn't say much more about the contest, and neither did Hank.  We all talked a while longer, and then Hank excused himself, saying he had business to attend to.  He thanked us for the conversation, and asked us to stop by the following evening, even if my wife wasn't going to take a chance on the stage.  

After he left my wife said that he was nice, and that when he approached her he asked her if she was the new talent he was suppose to interview.  She also said that he bought her a drink to apologize for mistaking her for a stripper.  I don't think my wife minded too much.

We stuck around for the rest of the evening, and drank our fair share.  Hank stopped by and joined us a few times.  He was always very friendly with my wife, and I could tell he was turning on the charm with her.  He had the skills to charm the ladies.  I'm sure he needed them to run a strip club.  My wife was eating it up.  

I noticed a couple of times when Hank stood next to my wife he would rest a hand on her thigh.  She did nothing to deter him.  I admit it turned me on to watch Hank work my wife.  I watched all the girls working the stage.  There were a few who were really hot, and there were a few that weren't as good looking as my wife.  I thought if she ever did get up on stage she probably would do just fine.

When it was time to go, Hank came over and gave us two free passes to get in the next night, with one free drink each.  I thank him and shook his hand.  My wife thanked him and gave him a hug.  As we turned to leave Hank said he hoped to see us the next night, and he hoped my wife would consider his idea of joining the show, as he playfully slapped my wife on the ass.  My wife jumped a little and gave a loud laugh.

When we got back to the hotel room my wife was acting pretty horny, and she jumped on me, tackling me on the bed.  She straddled my stomach and sat up.  She asked me if I would like to see her take her clothes off in front of all those people.  I jokingly said, "Hell yes," and told her she is hot.  

She started moving like she was dancing, and slowing pulled her top up and over her head, letting her tits flop freely.  I reached up to cup her tits, and she playfully blocked my hands saying. "No touching the merchandise."  I replied with a resounding, "Bull Shit!" and wrestled her onto her back, pinning her arms over her head.  

I started sucking her tits and nibbling on her nipples.  Her nipples were already hard, and she squirmed under me as I manipulated her sensitive tits.  It wasn't very long until she was begging me to fuck her.  So I let her arms free and reaching down pulled her shorts and panties off in one move.  I put my hand on her pussy.  She was soaking wet.  

I quickly pulled my clothes off and mounted her in a hurry.  She met my passion completely.  We had one of those aggressive hot passionate fucks that only come around once and awhile.  She came pretty quickly, and I also came during her release.

We laid there together, feeling each other's body, and she asked me what I would think if she really wanted to get up on stage.  Honestly I thought it would be great, if that was what she wanted to do.  She said that she was thinking about it, and if she did decide to do it she would want a few drinks in her first.  I told her it would be kind of cool for me to see her on stage dancing around naked, and that I thought I would get pretty turned-on knowing I was going to fuck her later that night.

My wife must have been thinking pretty hard about it, because she needed to be fucked a few more times throughout that night.  In the morning she was still feeling pretty randy, and we messed around in the hot tub outside.  We didn't fuck, but she had my cock in her mouth at one point, and I made her cum with my fingers.  

When we left the hot tub I went to the font desk to request more towels.  When the young kid came out of the office I noticed he was a bit flushed.  He smiled at me.  I made my request, and he had the towels right there.  He had a funny grin on his face.  

When I moved to walk away I caught a glimpse of the security monitors in the office.  There was one monitor looking straight down at the hot tub.  I guessed that was why he was flushed and smiling.  I was wondering if they had tape on that monitor.  Shit I had my wife's tits out at one point, and from the angle of that camera I'm sure he got a good look at them.

The rest of the day was uneventful.  My wife fidgeted all day.  She had a strange nervous energy that she just couldn't get rid of.  She had chosen to wear a pair of small tight shorts and a little tank-style top without a bra.  That's something she usually wouldn't do in public.  

We went out for lunch and did some shopping.  She turned me on to no end, watching her tits flop freely under that top with her nipples sticking out.  I really enjoy seeing other guys take notice of my wife, but that day guys were staring without even trying to not be obvious.  

She had on a pair of high heal shoes that helped her display her shapely legs, and with those shorts framed her ass so perfectly.  She was a knockout, and I spent the day with a constant hard-on.  

I took every opportunity I could to squeeze her ass and tits, and feel her pussy through those shorts.  With all of my attention, she also was getting very horny.  Her nipples were in a constant start of arousal.

At one point we were in a clothing store, and while she was in the back looking through the racks, I came up from behind her and slid my hands up under her top and squeezed her naked tits.  She leaned back into me and moaned softly as I pulled and twisted her nipples.  

We were interrupted by a saleslady who came over to help with our shopping.  The saleslady was nice, and she helped my wife find some clothes.  When my wife went to try them on, the saleslady told me I could go in with her, to help her with my opinion.  

While I was in the dressing room with my wife, she started doing a little teasing dance as she changed her clothes.  She was really good.  I told her that, and she smiled shyly.  When she was finished, and she had removed the last pair of pants she was trying on, she was a little bent over facing away from me.  I took that opportunity to release my hard cock. 

I grabbed my wife by the hips, pulled her thong aside, and I shoved my cock into her pussy.  She was very wet, hot, and ready to go.  She let out a fairly load moan on my entry, and slowly stood up and put her hands on the wall.  I started pumping feverishly.  

There was that familiar slapping sound of my body slapping against her ass.  I ran a hand up under her top and squeezed her tits.  I leaned forward and started biting her neck.  My wife was pushing back to meet my every thrust.  Damn she felt good.  

I was surprised when I felt my wife start to cum.  She hardly ever cums from just my cock within her.  That was enough for me.  I also started to blow my load.  Just as we were coming down, wouldn't you know it, the saleslady showed up and asked us how things were going.

After we were back on the street heading for the hotel, my wife said she was a little tired and would like to take a nap.  Back at the hotel she pulled off her top and shorts and lay on the bed in just her panties.  She looked good like that.  

I wasn't in the mood for a nap, so I headed off to the pool.  When I returned to the room I quietly opened the door, figuring I didn't want to wake her.  When I stepped into the room I could see in the mirror that my wife was completely naked with her legs spread, and she was using her vibrator.  She was really worked up.  

I stood there and watched her.  She had cracked an eye, and when she noticed me standing there through the mirror she erupted in a violent orgasm.  I walked in, sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned in, and gave her a kiss.  When we finally broke our kiss I told her that she had just put on one hell of a show.  

She said that she had decided that she wanted to dance that night, and the thought of it had kept her horny all day.  I told her that it would be fun, and I was looking forward to her show.

We spent the rest of the day hanging out and talking about what it was going to be like.  She told me that Hank had asked her to show up before 9 PM, if she wanted to be in the show.  So we made sure to be back at the hotel with enough time for her to pick out what she was going to wear, and get ready.  

We stopped off at a local liquor store and picked up some Tequila, so she would have something to help with her preparations.  It turned out that she had showered and put back on the same outfit she had on earlier, and she packed a few pieces of clothes that she thought she might wear on stage.  During her preparation time we both took five or six shots, and we were feeling pretty good.

We arrived at the club a little before eight.  When we entered, Hank spotted us right away, and moved toward us.  After he made his greetings he moved in front of my wife, grabbed her wrists, and pulled her arms up from her body.  He gave her a look over from head to feet, and back again.  

While he did that I noticed my wife's nipples were growing under her shirt.  I know Hank noticed also.  My wife wore a shy look, and acted young and shy while he did that.  Hank lowered her arms, but didn't release them.  He asked her if she had decided to dance that night.  She looked him in the eyes and told him "Yes," she wanted to dance.  

Hank looked at me, then back at her, and he said, "Great!"  He asked me to excuse him, as he needed to take my wife around and give her a tour and briefing.  He then told me to grab a seat.  As Hank threw an arm around my wife and started leading her off, I kept an eye on them as Hank introduced my wife to the bartender and waitresses.  I also noticed that the hand attached to the arm around my wife was holding up her left tit.  I knew at that point things could get interesting.

Hank and my wife disappeared behind the curtain that separated the public area from the dancer's area.  As I sat and waited the bar, a waitress came by and sat a drink down in front of me.  I gave her a look, and she said that my wife had told her what I like to drink, and that Hank said to keep the drinks flowing.  So I never had to buy a drink that night.

Hank soon appeared on stage with a mike, and he announced the contest.  The first girl came out.  She was wearing cut-off shorts and a lose fitting top that clung to her arms, leaving her shoulders bare.  During her first song she pulled off her shorts and top.  She still had on a thong and a bikini-style top.  During the next two songs she lost those.  

She had a nice body with medium tits that were shaped nicely.  The next two girls came out and basically went through the same routine.  Both girls were cute.  I had to admit I was having fun watching the girls get naked, and having my drinks flowing for free.

By the end of the third girl's set I noticed Hank coming out from the curtain.  I realized that was the first I had seen of him since he introduced the first dancer.  He was making his rounds when my wife first came out to start her set.  She really didn't look nervous at all.  She was a little flush, but she didn't look nervous.  

She was wearing a short flimsy skirt and a light top.  I could see her bikini top underneath.  She looked hot.  Soon after the music started and she had been dancing around in her teasing manor, Hank took up a seat at my table.  As I was watching he was making comments about how good she was doing, and that she was a natural.  I had to agree, she looked like she had done that before.  

She pulled off her top, and the bikini top was barely big enough to contain her tits.  The top made her tits look huge.  I loved the way her tits bounced around in that top.  After her first song ended she was walking around the stage picking up the few dollars that were there, and she was talking with guys that were sitting next to the stage.

Her second song started, and I have to tell you I was a little nervous, even if she wasn't.  She started dancing around calmly and teasingly for only a few seconds when she started teasing with her top.  She finally removed it completely, and held her arms in front of her tits.  

She moved for a bit, then she finally let her tits free, giving everyone a good look at her almost naked body.  I thought she looked great up there with just a thong on, and her tits flopping free for everyone to see.  She was moving around naturally like it was no big deal.

During the short break between songs I noticed Hank by the back of the stage, handing my wife a drink.  She took it eagerly as she stood there talking with him, with her tits bare.  Her only clothes were a thong and high heals.  They laughed at something, and then the music started.  

My wife danced to the center of the stage, lowered herself down to her knees, and started wiggling her ass and shaking her tits.  She spun around and spread her legs a couple of times.  Then she stood up, turned her back to the crowd, and slowly pulled her thong off.  She lowered her upper body, placing her head to her knees with her legs straight.  

That gave everyone a good look at her pussy and ass.  Her pussy looked wet, and I knew it probably was, because of how turned-on she must be.  Then she straightened up and proceeded to dance around the stage giving the guys who offered money to her a good look at her pussy and or tits.

When the song ended she moved off the stage out the back entrance.  I watched the next two girls go through their sets before my wife emerged from the curtain.  She made her way over to me.  She pulled a chair right up next to me and gave me a big smile.  She grabbed my hand and asked me what I thought.  I told her I thought she did great.  I told her I couldn't believe how calm she was.  

She said that the Tequila had helped a lot, and that Hank had given her "a line" before she came out.  I thought that was interesting.  She said it was no big deal.  She said Hank had shown her around and introduced her to the girls.  She said the other girls were very nice and helpful.  She said Hank explained the rules, and was very nice about it all.  

She also said (with a smile) that he had grabbed her ass a few times and may have squeezed her tits once of twice.  I thought that was interesting also.  My wife again said it was no big deal.  She told me that one of the rules was that she couldn't kiss me while she was working.  I asked her why, and she said it had something to do with the other guys in the club thinking it would be OK to kiss her too.  I asked her what was next.  She said she was going to do a few more sets before the night was over.

Hank showed up about that time.  He sat on the other side of my wife, and pulled a chair up close.  He asked her how she felt.  She told him she felt great.  He told her that she had done wonderful, and he couldn't be happier with a first timer like her.  My wife seemed to puff up.  She seemed very proud of herself.  

Hank threw an arm around her shoulders and gave her a good squeeze or two.  When he did that, my wife's tits bounced very sexy in that small top she had worn on stage.  I watched Hank as he stared at her tits when he did that.  My wife knew what he was looking at as she was looking into his eyes.  She brought her arms together, bunching up her tits, to make them look even bigger.  Hank gave a laugh, and my wife looked around at me, as if to see how I was reacting.

Another round of drinks made it to the table.  We all had a drink or two while we sat there.  One of the girls came to the table and told my wife that she was on in a few songs.  My wife jumped up and excused herself.  I could tell she was drunk by then.  Hank got up too, and said he would walk her to the back.  

Hank placed a hand on her shoulder, and threw an arm around her waist.  He seemed to guide her through the crowd and toward the curtain.  As they were passing through the curtain, Hank lowered the arm around my wife's waist, and grabbed an ass cheek in his hand.  My wife didn't appear to do anything about it.

The girl on the stage was starting her second song of her three-song set.  She was one of the girls that must have danced after my wife, because I didn't recognize her.  She was about the same size as my wife, but ten or fifteen years younger.  She was pretty hot.  

She had a real nice flat, hard stomach, and a real nice tight bulbous ass.  Her tits looked pretty hot too.  Her tits were perfectly formed, with her nipples riding high, almost pointing to the ceiling.  When she removed her bottoms during her third song, I was transfixed on her.  Her shaved pussy looked beautiful.  She really was hot in a youthful way.

When she was finished, I was brought back to reality when I saw my wife hit the stage.  She had a far away look on her face, and she looked a little flushed.  When the music started, her dancing was business as usual.  Her outfit hadn't changed much.  She had a different color skirt and top, but was pretty much the same style.  

As she danced through her second song she looked over at me a few times.  Our eyes met, but she really didn't show any emotion.  When her set was over she disappeared to the back again, and another girl took the stage.

After two more girls danced, the DJ announced a break, and said the girls would be back in a few minutes.  He said something about table dances, blah, blah, blah.  I was feeling no pain at that time.  I must have drunk eleven or twelve Jack and cokes.  

After a while my wife emerged from the back.  She moved slowly toward me.  When she reached me she pulled up a chair next to me as she did before.  She seemed a little reserved, and pretty drunk.  I asked her if she was alright, and with a smile she assured me that she was fine.  

I asked her what Hank had been up to.  She said that he offered her another line before her last set.  She had taken him up on it.  When she bent over to snort it, he had lightly run a hand up between her legs.  When she stood up, he moved in close behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and told her she was gorgeous.  

She said he put one hand inside her top to pull on her nipple, and he slid his other hand down the front of her panties.  She said he touched her clit just the way she liked it.  She told me that she eventually pulled away from him, and he was nice enough about it.  

She had to remind him that I was out in the audience.  She said he apologized, and said he just couldn't help it.  I asked her what she wanted me to do, and all she said was that she glad she could tell me without me making a scene.

There seemed to be a weight lifted from her shoulders, and she lightened up.  Soon we were drinking and laughing.  She said she really was having a good time, and that she was really turned-on by the whole scene.  

Hank showed up again, and sat right next to my wife again.  She didn't seem to care at all.  More drinks showed up, and Hank continued to complement my wife.  Soon the break was over.  A girl took the stage and started her dance.  Hank and my wife seemed to be getting along as if nothing had happened.  As Hank sat there facing across my wife toward me, I noticed he had a hand high up on her thigh.  My wife didn't seem to care.

Soon my wife said she had to go get ready for her last set.  She stood up, staggered just a bit, then moved off toward the curtain.  Hank hung around for a few more minutes, then moved away.  I watched him as he made his rounds, then moved for the curtain.

The girl on stage was just finishing her first song, so I know I had some time before my wife would be on.  I took that opportunity to relieve myself again.  When I returned, the girl on stage was just starting her third song.  I was wondering what was happening behind the scene with my wife and Hank.  

When the girl was done, there was a short break before my wife emerged on stage.  Her face was very red, and she seemed to move on unsteady legs.  I watched her take a few deep breaths and compose herself.  Then the music started, and she moved out and started dancing just fine.  

She looked really good.  She had on a pair of really high-healed shoes that made her ass stick out in a very sexy way.  She seemed to be really into it for that dance.  She moved with a sensuality I hadn't seen before.  She had every guy in the audience staring at her.  The place was almost quiet.  

As she danced, I caught movement by the back of the stage, as Hank had come out from behind the curtain to watch.  My wife worked her way through her set.  During her third song, when she had removed her bottoms and bent over to expose her pussy, I noticed that she was really wet and her pussy was open.  Man that gave me a hard-on.  I couldn't wait to fuck her, and being so drunk made it hard to stay in control.  I wanted to jump on stage and fuck her brains out right then.

When her set was over she moved out the back off of the stage.  I noticed Hank move behind the curtain just before the song was over.  The next two girls danced their set, and a third was starting her first song when my wife and Hank came through the curtain.  She was wearing the same outfit she had worn there.  

I stood up, and my wife moved from under Hank's arms to my arms, and I gave her a hug.  She squeezed me back.  Hank stood back and watched.  Then he held out his hand and I shook it.  He thanked me for allowing my wife to dance.  Then he looked at my wife and said if she ever needed a job, she could come work in his club any time.  She thanked him, and he moved off to do his own thing.  I told her she looked great during that last set.  See looked at me and said she was ready to go.

When we were in the car heading back to the hotel my wife asked me to feel her pussy.  When I put my hand down her pants, she was soaked.  In fact I could see the leg holes of her shorts were wet.  I asked her what that was all about.  She said matter-of-factly that Hank had fucked her back stage.  I wasn't real happy, and I asked her what happened.  She told me she would explain more once we were back in the hotel room.

Once back in our room, I wanted to hear what happened.  My wife pulled off her shorts.  She didn't have anything on underneath.  She lay back on the bed and made a motion to join her.  I lay down next to her, and she cuddled up to me.  I told her my patience was running thin.  She must have heard my tone, because she started talking.  

She told me that when we first arrived and Hank took her to the back to show her around, he was also complementing her on her body.  He repeatedly said, "Damn you have nice tits," then reached up and squeezed them.  Or, he would tell her how fine here ass was, and reach out and squeeze it.  

Then she said before the second set he had wrapped his arms around her and played with her tits and pussy.  My wife said she was feeling guilty, but that the whole situation had her so hot she couldn't help but enjoy what was happening to her.  She also said she was just about to have an orgasm when she pulled herself away from Hank.

She said when she came out for that second set she really needed to be satisfied, and she was also feeling guilty about letting someone else beside me touch her like that.  When she finished the second set she tried to avoid Hank, and make it back out to see me.  On her way out she was feeling scared about how I would react.  When I didn't throw a fit, she said she felt not only relief, but freedom.

When she headed back for her third and last set, she said Hank met her back stage and started touching her stomach and talking to her quietly.  He was telling her how beautiful she was, and how sexy a woman she was, and as he said that, he ran his hands all over her body.  

One hand was caressing her stomach, working its way up her torso, under her top, then over her tits and each nipple.  His other hand was rubbing the small of her back.  He moved it up her back under her top, feeling her bare skin.  Then he trailed that hand down her back and under her bottoms onto her bare ass.  She said he was rubbing and squeezing her ass all over.  

Then he ran a finger from the top of her ass crack all the way down to her sphincter.  At that time the hand working her tits trailed down the front of her body, down the hot skin of her stomach, into her bottoms, and down to her hot pussy.  She said Hank stoked around her pussy while he ran a finger around her ass hole.  She said that when he slipped a finger into her steaming hot pussy, he also pushed a finger into her ass.  

All the time he was whispering flatteries into her ear.  My wife said she started to have an orgasm when both fingers entered her body.  She said it was a different kind of orgasm, one that started out kind of rolling low, and as Hank worked the finger in her ass and added one, then two more to her pussy, the orgasm grew stronger and stronger.  

When Hank lowered his mouth to her neck, my wife said she had reached the peek of her orgasm, and came like she hadn't in a long time.  She then heard someone call her name that she was to be on the stage next.  When she came out she said her legs were wobbly, and she had to steady herself before she started dancing.  Once she started, she said she was feeling so hot and sexy that all those feeling came out through her movements.  That is why she looked so sensual.

When that set was done she returned back stage, and Hank was waiting for her.  My wife said that he grabbed her and took her to a small room where he pinned her against the wall.  She was still naked from finishing her set.  She said she heard him undoing his pants.  Then she felt a big thick cock pressed length wise along the crack of her ass.  

Then my wife said that he lowered his cock and brought it right up against her pussy.  Due to the fact that she was so turned-on, there was no resistance as he pushed his large cock up into her.  My wife said that his cock felt huge.  She said that it stretched her pussy more then she ever felt before.  She said it almost hurt, but she was so hot and wet that it slid in and out of her without much pain.  

She also said that after he was fucking her for a while, that he pulled out and turned her around.  Then he practically picked her up and laid her on her back on the floor.  With her legs spread, he mounted her, driving his thick cock back into her pussy, all the way to the end of her tunnel.  

My wife admitted to helping Hank fuck her at that point.  She said that he was fucking her hard, and she was having orgasms one after the other because her pussy was being stretched so much.  She knew that the other girls could hear her moaning, and that they knew she was getting fucked by Hank.

Hank continued to fuck my wife there on the floor.  She said he would alternate from sucking on her tits to biting her neck to kissing her deeply.  My wife said she was kissing him back at that point.  My wife said that she was lost in the orgasms, and caught up in the situation.  

After a bit of that my wife said that Hank rolled her over and lifted her onto her hands and knees.  Then he re-entered her, and started pounding her from behind.  At one point Hank inserted a finger into her ass, and was working the finger in and out of her ass in time with his cock in her pussy.  

At that point in her story, my wife got quiet, and gave me a naughty shy look.  She then asked me, "Do you know what happened next?" and I said no.  My wife told me that at some point during his fucking her from behind, Hank pulled his cock out of her pussy and pushed it into her ass.  I was surprised to hear that, as she and I really haven't had much anal sex.  

My wife said it hurt a little, but because she was so hot, and the fact that he had worked her ass with his fingers, when he shoved his whole cock into her ass she was ready for his invasion.  My wife said that Hank started to fuck her ass pretty hard.  He was still talking to her, telling her how nasty she was, and how naughty she was for letting him fuck her while her husband was waiting outside.  My wife said that kind of talk really turned her on.

About that time she felt Hank pull out and stand up.  My wife said she didn't know what was happening, and she felt so empty at that time.  Hank moved out of the room, and my wife heard some loud talking down the hall.  She said that she then rolled over and sat up.  She said she was starting to come out of the trance she was in, stood up, and looked around for her clothes.  

Then she said the door opened back up.  Hank was back, and he quickly dropped his pants and stepped out of them.  She said that was the first time she really looked at his cock.  She said that his cock was really thick and a little longer then mine.  

My wife said that Hank was eager to fuck her more.  Hank picked her up, laid her on a desk while lifting her legs, and stabbing his hard-on into her pussy.  My wife said that it hurt a little, but it also sent her into another orgasm.  She said Hank fucked her like a man possessed.  She said she was holding on to the edge of the desk to keep from flying off.  She said she was again having one orgasm after another.

With her legs up next to Hank's shoulders, Hank reached down and picked her up off the desk, bending her in two.  Then he let her legs slip down to his arms, and he held her there as they kissed, and Hank bounced her up and down on his cock.  My wife said it was in that position that Hank finally came.  

She said his cock grew even thicker, and stretched her pussy even more.  She said that when she felt his cum shooting inside of her, she came one last time.  Hank then lowered them both back to the floor, and he continued to fuck his cock in and out of her pussy.  

She said he was doing that slowly, and he would kiss her, and then kissed her tits, and sucked and nibbled on her nipples.  She said that made her quiver, and admitted that she really enjoyed it.

When Hank finally climbed off of her, he got up and got her clothes.  She got dressed, and they headed out to meet me.

She said that was everything that had happened.  Then she looked to me to see how I felt.  I told her that her story was pretty hot, but that I wasn't very happy about her being fucked by someone else without my first knowing about it.  

I also told her that she put me in a bad position.  I didn't want to be a killjoy, but we didn't even know that guy, and he probably fucks lots of women.  I reminded her that she had let him fuck her bareback, and cum in her pussy.  I then asked her how she thought I should feel.

She started to cry, and said I was mad at her.  I told her I wasn't mad, but that we were going to have to take precautions until she could get checked out by a doctor.  She looked pretty bummed.  I hated to rain on her parade, but she didn't consult me in advance of the situation.  

I was fine with her striping, but her fucking the guy who fucks all the strippers wasn't in my plans.  To be honest, I sort of loved knowing that my wife was fucked by another guy.  I just wished that I could have played a role in picking the guy, and making sure that condoms were used.  I would have loved to have watched too.

I asked her to take a shower before she went to bed.  I think that ticked her off too, but I thought `what right does she have to be ticked off at me.'  She got hers, and I wasn't going to get mine until she got check out, or I until sprung for some condoms, so I could screw my own wife.

We got up the next day, and my wife kind of sulked around and started to cop an attitude.  I told her if she really wanted to piss me off, she was moving in the right direction.  She told me she was sorry, but she didn't know what to feel.  She said she felt like I was judging her.  I told her she was wrong for feeling that way, and I pointed out that I was still there with her.  

She lightened up a bit, and put on some casual sexy clothes, the kind I like to see her wear.  She started to put on a bra under her top, and I asked her if she would be more comfortable without it.  She said yes, but she wasn't sure about how I was feeling toward her.  

I had to tell her I still thought she was beautiful, and that I love her, and that I didn't want to waist the rest of the trip fighting over something that had already happened.  She said she understood, and she wanted to enjoy the rest of the trip too.

When we went to check out, there were a couple of guys working the counter.  They both looked twice at my wife.  Then they said they had seen the show the previous night at the Strip Club.  My wife blushed, and I could tell she was embarrassed.  

The guys were going on and on about her, and I had to keep them moving with our check out.  My wife was eating it up.  When we were done, and we started to walk away, I told my wife she should flash them for a little goodbye present.  

So she turned around, called out to the guys.  When she was sure she had their attention, she lifted her shirt and shook her bare titties for them.  They loved it.  Then she blew them a kiss, and we left.
