My wife, Gail, was a normal loving, if somewhat shy, housewife. We had married a year ago when she was still only nineteen and I was twenty-eight. She has the most amazing body, her breasts are a very firm pair of 36C's with large dark nipples which, when hard, stand about an inch out from her breasts. Her waist tapers nicely to a flat stomach and back out to a lovely round, yet firm butt. She shaves her very hairy pussy into a small patch above her lips, just covering her outer lips. She stands 5' 9'' tall and gets whistled at wherever she walks.
My mates and myself have been going out on the last Friday in every month to a strip club, Id never told Gail where we really went as I didn't think she'd approve. She kept asking where we went and I knew sooner or later she'd find out, so not wanting to upset her too much by finding out off someone else, I decided to tell her where we went. She took it quite well, and even seemed curious by it asking, while we were making love later, just what went on, and how attractive the girls who danced there were. I assured her that they weren't a patch on her and I just went there for a drink with the lads, not really paying attention to the scantily clad girls. She knows me better than that and still questioned me. I noticed how excited she seemed to be getting by all this talk of naked girls surrounded by leering men, even seeming to have an orgasm much quicker than usual. Then she dropped the bombshell, she wanted to come the next time to check the place out herself. I knew she was 'like a dog with a bone' when she put her mind to it, and she wouldn't drop the idea to accompany us on our next night out.
I put the idea to the lads the next time we met, for our usual Sunday game of football, and wasn't surprised to hear several of them moan, saying it would 'cramp their style', most of whom had said this had no style, but I knew what they meant. It was Jeff who put the kybosh on it by saying we'd agreed," no women!!" So it was with relief, I told Gail that she couldn't join us, she wasn't happy and asked when our next night was going to be. we'd only just been out on one so it wasn't due for another three and a half weeks. She seemed to relent, unusual for her, and no more was said for the next few days.
Wednesday, I came home from work, and was greeted by my excited wife who announced she'd found herself a job. She'd been after a 'little job' for a while, having gotten bored just milling around our house all day. When I asked what it was doing she seemed slightly vague but alluded to the fact it was some kind of cleaning job in a club, this explained the funny hours she was to work, she left home around eight pm and returned around three am, seven hours seemed a long time for a cleaning job but I could see the delight of getting this job in her eyes as she could now get out and meet other women her own age.
I'd always thought most cleaners were older women but she assured me there were several her own age working there I didn't doubt her word. Little happened over the next week, Gail going off to her after dinner, and returning in the early hours, sometimes a little late, but never by much, kissing me gently gently as she slipped into bed. By the start of her second week she seemed to really enjoy going off to work, even leaving earlier, and returning later, one night she didn't return till nearly six am, I was annoyed and questioned her quite strongly as to what was going on but she told me that a girl had left and they stopped for an after work party, she gotten a little tipsy and slept it off before coming home. I had to accept this as I knew she would never drink and drive, so I kissed her and went back to sleep.
The rest of the week went without any repeat of her lateness and everything seemed fine. That is until I was putting away some washing in the wardrobe and came across a couple of dress's I had not seen before, they were expensive ones, and I became curious. I checked her lingerie drawer and found several very revealing new sets of underwear, none of it was her usual type. As I said at the beginning she is shy. I asked her about my discovery the next time we sat down to dinner, she surprised me by smiling and saying she'd brought the dress to impress any clients I may bring by in the future, as for the lingerie, she thought I'd appreciate it as she'd decided to dress a little sexier for me from now on as I'd been so understanding of her new job, and it's strange hours. She slipped one of the most revealing items of lingerie on after dinner for me , and we had a great sex session before she got changed and headed off to work. Gail didn't return again till nearly five am, but I was too tired to question her this time, besides I trusted her.
I didn't get chance to ask Gail about it as it was now the night of our monthly visit to the strip club, and by the time I'd gotten home after work all that was there was a note saying she'd had to go to work early and had left my dinner in the oven. I'd arranged for Mark, one of the guys, to pick me up at a quarter to eight, after picking up a couple of the others on his way. Mark was right on time and we made our way to the club.
As we entered the club, I noticed there were several new pictures up of new girls but didn't go and look as I thought we'd see most of them during our night out. As well as the main dance area there was a V.I.P. area that required you to buy an extra membership allowing you to get 'lap dances' as well as still getting an overview of the main area. Mark returned to our table with the V.I.P. passes and we made our way up to the special area.
The first girl I could see giving a lap dance was leant over an older guy who was having trouble deciding where his gaze should lie, on her face, her huge breasts, or her shaven pussy. We passed him and settled into a semi-circular table that was big enough for us and a couple of girls to sit at each end. We were soon joined my two gorgeous girls who danced for a couple of us before slopping off to mingle with other horny guys.
My heart suddenly missed about ten beats, over at the next table stood my wife, Gail, bent over a young guy , who appeared to be trying to get his hands as far up her torso as she'd let him, she let him just fondle the edge of her breasts and her ass cheeks before the song ended and she dressed before accepting his ten pounds in her garter, pecking him on the cheek, and heading for out table. The other guys had never met Gail so it was a real buzz to see my 'shy' wife perch herself on the end of our table, right next to me and introduce herself as 'Chelsea'.
