I was surprised she didn't back out after dinner, but she didn't. When we got out of the car, I noticed she had one more button undone than normal. This gave the appearance of some cleavage. I was shocked, to say the least.
We went into the club, and found it to be quite full. I found a table halfway back, with a good view of the stage. Looking around, I saw the girls outnumber the guy by at least 5-1. We sat down and ordered drinks. She ordered liquor, instead of her normal choice of wine.
Before the action started, our drinks were finished and I moved next to her. With my arms wrapped around her, I told her, "Being a little daring tonight with your top, dear," as I kissed her neck. She blushed at the comment.
When the entertainment hit the stage, a loud cheer emanated from the crowd. A half dozen guys stood in a half circle, so everyone got a good view. In no time, all the performers were down to a 'banana hammock'. While I feel I have nothing to be ashamed of, I couldn't compare to half of them.
We ordered anther round of drinks, and she downed her quickly. 2 drinks was her maximum, as I knew from experience. She was getting a little frisky.
The performers went into the audience, and stopped at different tables for a minute or two. No one stopped at our table, but 2 of them walked by. My wife had her eyes affixed to their packages.
The next thing I knew, one of the strippers was standing at the table next to ours. We watched the 3 girls there running their hands across his package, and then my wife gasped as his cover was pulled off. She watched these girls stroking his cock. With her attention on this action, she didn't notice me undo two more buttons. If her shirt was opened, the top of her lace bra would be visible. I had never been able to get her to show so much skin in public.
The girls rubbed his cock until it was fully erect. The stripper saw my wife staring at him, and turned towards her. His cock was 6 inches from her chest. She leaned back against me, and I whispered, "If you want to touch it, you should." She shook her head, which caused her top to open up and the stripper to notice her rack. I leaned forward and said, "You don't want to touch it? You can't take your eyes of it."
Between the alcohol and the scene, she ran her hand along his length. She wrapped her hand around it and started stroking it faster. He stepped forward to give her easier access, which allowed him to rub the head across her chest. She had to feel this but did not stop him. With her top open and her bra showing, he pushed her bra cup down, exposing her nipple completely.
He leaned down, and said, "Just a few more seconds." She did not stop and, before she knew it, he sprayed his cum across her chest. As he stepped back, I whispered, "Looked at all that cum on your chest."
Her eyes went wide as she saw her top was wide open and her bra was pushed down, showing her erect nipple. She quickly closed her top and took off for the restroom. Ten minutes later, she came back to the table cleaned up.
"We gotta go right now," she tells me. I reply, "If that is what you want, then let's go."
She did not talk during the ride home.
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