Melissa Shows Off Ch 02

A little time had passed since Melissa quit working at the club. She still had vivid memories and occasional flashbacks and felt the exhilarating rush of adrenaline flow through her body when she thought about those wild nights. It started as a bit of exhibitionism with her wearing the club's skimpy uniform while serving drinks, it quickly progressed to her being coaxed into stripping on stage in front of everyone and then performing private lap dances. But it was the trips to the VIP room where she serviced several men and the sex with Don and Mike while Jack looked on that made her pulse race.

What Melissa found odd was how she felt guilty at times when thinking about those fond memories, it wasn't about having sex with someone other than Jack but for the intense amount of pleasure she enjoyed during her brazen acts. She really was a slut that week she worked at Mike's club. The guilt never lasted for more than a moment or two and quickly subsided when she realized how damp her pussy got when she thought about being naked in front of a roomful of cheering men, each of them lusting for her. There was also the fact Jack himself encouraged everything that happened and got intense pleasure from her being a slut too.

But as the saying goes all good things must come to an end, Melissa knew it was something that couldn't go on forever. The reality was, she was out of work and needed to find a regular job and being a slutty stripper wasn't a long term career option. It was fun but now was the time to get serious about getting her career back on track.

Jack also had fond memories of his wife's extreme erotic adventures. Surprisingly it also gave him insight into his previous relationship with Tabitha who was a stripper and, without thinking, compared her to Melissa on occasion. He had a self-realization or epiphany of sort about what turned him on about dating Tabitha in the first place. It was purely a sexual fantasy and nothing real or meaningful but with his wife he enjoyed the best of both worlds during that week at the club. She was his sexual fantasy but with the feeling of love on top of the sex. He could now start to embrace the fact that he was turned on by knowing other men were aroused by seeing Melissa naked and it only intensified with her teasing them.

Jack had even come to accept he enjoyed watching his wife give complete strangers handjobs and blow jobs, this of course is what happened in the VIP room. But most of all he could admit he loved watching Melissa be a little submissive for Mike and Don when they fucked her. Both Jack and Melissa were excited by this new aspect of their sex life but truly didn't know where it would lead. They had opened Pandora's Box and there was no turning back now. What they could agree on was there would be no new experiences or further leaps into for the immediate future until the dust settled on what had just happened at the club.

As part of Jack's final payment from Mike for all his help, he asked for one of the waitress uniforms as a memento of the time Melissa spent working for him. Mike thought it was awesome and had no problem with that request knowing that they would use it for role playing in the safe confines of their bedroom. Jack also agreed to help Mike with his accounting on an as needed basis, simply as another set of eyes over the business end of the club. Mike told him that anytime Melissa wanted to come back, even for one night, all she had to do was show up. He again said it would be great if Melissa would agree to work some private parties but Jack told him not to get his hopes up.

"If you remember correctly, that's what you told me about her stripping," Mike responded with a sly grin on his face.

Jack couldn't help but to give Mike a sheepish grin in return because he knew Mike was right.

"Touche!" he cracked, making them both laugh.

Over the next month or so, Melissa would wear the club uniform around the house for Jack as part of their roleplaying, he loved her waiting on customers at the club in the short black, ruffled skirt that barely covered her ass and swayed across her butt as she walked. She would unzip the white crop top so her breasts hung out, especially as she bent over in front of Jack just like she did for the other men in order to get tips. With the uniform they could relive that time of exhibitionism and voyeurism. Jack made Melissa laugh by playfully tipping her by stuffing cash into her top and grabbing her tits, he would grope her until she pretended to be offended and slap his hands away. When he wasn't touching her breasts he was grabbing her ass when she bent over. It was a safe way to relive their experience in the safe confines of their home.

Neither Melissa nor Jack knew the number of men that fondled Melissa during her time as a waitress or how many of them saw her naked from stripping. It was impossible to determine but probably in the hundreds. What was even more staggering was she had given about a dozen blow jobs and twice as many handjobs to the customers in that one week which was way more than she had previously in her lifetime. Those thoughts had become the fuel to their sex life. But there was one thing Jack didn't quite understand and that was why Melissa was so willing to let Mike take her anal virginity while still not allowing him to fuck her ass. He had tried on multiple occasions before the club and after to get his wife to let him sodomize her but she still refused. He was left with only the memory of seeing her bent over the desk while Mike penetrated her ass. Jack thought it sounded stupid but Mike seemed to have some sort of special power over Melissa that turned her into a submissive slut. While still a turn on, it was also a source of frustration for him.

Mike was also convinced he knew Melissa well enough that he would eventually get what he wanted and wasn't giving up. He called Melissa a couple of times asking her to work private parties but she turned him down. Mike was laying it on strong telling her how beautiful she was and how guys loved her because she was a gorgeous, tall blonde with blue eyes and long legs. He remarked that her nice round butt was out of this world, that she was the total package and could make thousands of dollars if she wanted. He was chipping away at her defenses and it was becoming harder for her to say no to him.

It led to Jack and Melissa discussing the offers but at the end of the day, she just wasn't ready to go back to that lifestyle. Deep down though, she wanted to try a party and feel the rush but it was a scary leap she wasn't quite ready to take. Just the thought of performing at one of these private parties fueled some intense fantasies which carried over into the bedroom where her and Jack would talk about it before, during and after sex. Neither of them wanted to say it out loud and admit it, but they both were desiring another exploration into her exhibitionism and his voyeurism. As if a part of some divine plan Melissa started dressing in a more revealing way when they were out at dinner or just socializing, but there were of course limits. That was until one evening when a new opportunity to experiment arose. Jack was watching a football game on TV and Melissa commented on how the visiting team was better than Jack's beloved home team. Jack got a little annoyed, seeing as his wife didn't know much about football and she seemed to want to taunt him. He came up with an idea that might shut her up.

"If you know so much about football, let's bet on the game," he told her but she just continued, not answering his challenge.

Melissa kept needling him, telling him how much his team sucked and how they were losers until he repeated his challenge.

"Put your money where your mouth is if you know so much or are you like Bethany, all talk and no action?"

Melissa's eyes narrowed, referencing her friend was a low blow, especially considering all the crazy adventures they had while Bethany was a borderline prude.

"Okay, if I win, you dust off your wallet and pay for me to have a shopping trip. I need some new clothes for any job interviews I'm going to be having. So you'll be like my sugar daddy."

Jack couldn't help but chuckle at that comment, "It's a deal, but when I win, you will be serving drinks during next Sunday's game wearing the club uniform."

Melissa responded, "That's a no lose situation for me. It's a deal."

"Not so fast baby. I already made plans to watch the game with Fred and Max."

"You want me to wear that uniform in front of them?"

Jack simply smiled as Melissa thought about it.

"I don't know about that Jack. Are you sure that is what you want the bet to be?"

I'm positive. I've been thinking about it for a while. God knows the guys would love to see your ass and tits in that outfit."

Melissa knew he was right about Fred and Max but felt pretty good after looking at the score.

"Sure, it's a deal. I'm going to win anyway. You're going to cry when you see how much I charge to your card."

They sealed the deal by shaking hands and both sat back to watch the rest of the game. Melissa was a little nervous about possibly losing but also found the idea intriguing. Both guys had previously seen her in various states of dress or more accurately undress. She was well aware of how they looked at her, it was how they socialized and had fun with each other but this was different. Aside from knowing them it was not the same as being inside the club and unlike the one time they saw her naked when she came out of the shower this would not be an accident.

Jack was less worried than Melissa; in his mind he trusted his friends to keep their mouths shut and not say anything to their other friends. He was getting more excited as his team scored to make it a one point game, Melissa was wringing her hands and laughed nervously as they engaged in some friendly smack talk. The tension kept building and it had come down to a last second field goal attempt by Jack's team. Melissa did her best to jinx the kick, saying how he was going to blow it. Jack responded by telling her he was the best kicker in the league. Time seemed to be in super slow motion as the kick went up. It was going wide or at least looked like it was, Melissa cheered loudly but a last second gust of wind blew the ball through the uprights for the win. Jack jumped up from his seat and shouted. He was full out gloating to his wife. After a moment it sunk into their minds what the real consequences of the game now meant.

Jack told his wife, "Why don't you go put on the uniform now, you know, maybe practice for next week."

Melissa was a little pissed off that she lost the bet but was equally excited by the thought of showing off again. She put on the uniform for Jack and served a couple of drinks. The entire time, he was telling her how much the guys would love seeing her in her revealing outfit and not to worry because they wouldn't tell anyone. Melissa's disappointment subsided and she began to tease her husband even making some very suggestive comments.

"Do you think they'd like me to bend over like this so they could see my panties? How about like this so they can see my tits? I wouldn't want to embarrass them or make them feel uncomfortable."

"The only thing they will be uncomfortable with are the hard ons they'll have."

That led Melissa to respond, "I don't want to fuck them Jack. I don't mind showing off but I don't want to have sex with people we know."

"That's fine dear. Showing off a little skin is more than enough."

Melissa breathed a sigh of relief knowing they were on the same page and understood how far this could go. Of course this rehearsal led to some incredible sex and reminders from Jack what his buddies would be thinking of doing to her. Melissa countered with her own descriptions of what she thought they would want to do with her too which drove Jack over the edge.

On the day of the game, Fred and Max arrived right on time. When the doorbell rang, Jack looked to his wife who was standing there in the club's uniform, very nervous about what was going to happen. He motioned for Melissa to answer the door and greet his friends. Her heels clicked as she went down the hall and opened the door.

Both of the men stood silently in the doorway in total amazement and shock, their eyes fixated on their friend's wife's mostly exposed body. Her short ruffled skirt showed off her long, slender legs which were encased in fishnet stockings, her black heels made them appear even longer than they actually were. Melissa's cheeks flushed as there was an awkward silence but it was exciting, she caught their gaze move from her legs to her top which was unzipped halfway showing significant cleavage. Finally she invited them in and led the way to Jack, his friends gave him a wondering look.

"What's up with this Jack? Not that I'm complaining but damn! Melissa almost gave us a heart attack," Fred asked with a shake of his head.

Max chimed in, "You should have warned us buddy."

Jack laughed at his friend's surprised reaction, he understood what they were saying and told them, "Well guys, Melissa made the horrible mistake of losing a bet to me and this was the payment. I thought it would be fun for us while teaching her a lesson. Now honey, go get us some beers and bring them into the living room."

Melissa gave them all a smile and dutifully retrieved the beers bringing them to the guys. She leaned over in front of Fred first and then Max to pour them their drinks into frosted glasses. She could feel their eyes on her breasts as she played the part of their waitress. She took a deep breath as she bent over to pour Jack's beer knowing with how she was positioned they were getting a really good show. From their vantage point they could see her high cut, white sheer lace panties. The white satin fabric was contrasted by her black skirt which seemed to draw the men's attention to her ass. Jack noticed his friends openly staring at Melissa's bottom which filled him with pride, he was basking in their envy.

A moment later all of the men were staring as Melissa left the room to get herself a drink, her short skirt swaying back and forth across her round ass with each step. Her heels gave her butt an extra shake and she made sure to enhance her wiggle just a little more, knowing she had captured their full attention.

Max commented, "Damn Jack, thank you for winning the bet. Be sure to include us in the winnings anytime. I'm not sure I can pay attention to the game."

Fred agreed. "I know I won't be able to take my eyes off of her."

Jack jokingly responded, "I'm sorry guys. I didn't want you to be distracted from the game. I know how much you wanted to watch it. I can tell Melissa to get dressed."

Both of the guys jokingly responded that they would suffer through the afternoon of distraction but they were only doing it for Jack and he owed them. They were all laughing but fell silent when Melissa returned and sat down in the chair opposite Fred and Max. Her short skirt could not hide her panties from their view, even when she crossed her legs. The men tried to watch the game but found it to be a very difficult task. Every time Melissa moved a muscle, she could feel all eyes turn towards her. It was thrilling for her to be showing herself off to Jack's friends in their own home. She crossed and uncrossed her legs often to see their reactions and was not disappointed.

When not giving short peeks between her legs, she was continually getting up to get more beer and snacks for the men. Each time she would give them longer looks up her skirt or down her blouse as she served them, she noticed the formation of bulges which made her wet. On top of the beer they all did a couple of shots together, Melissa was quickly getting more than a little drunk and giggly. At the end of the first quarter she decided to unzip her top a little more to the appreciation of the guys, by the end of the half she had it undone almost all the way. The men were getting clear views of her entire breasts except for her nipples. Fred and Max would tell Jack how gorgeous she was and how he was a lucky son of a bitch to have such a sexy wife.

During the second quarter the men barely gave Melissa a break; rather than have her get them all a drink at the same time they figured out they would get more peeks at her private parts if she served them individually. At first Melissa was a little annoyed but quickly caught onto their little game and decided to go with the flow, she even upped the ante a little by pulling her panties further up between her ass cheeks to show them even more of her sexy butt.

Just before halftime, with everyone feeling no pain from the shots and beers, Max commented, "You look really sexy in that outfit Melissa, I mean really sexy, but I think you'd look even better if you took it off."

Fred was shocked that his friend made that comment and looked at Jack for his reaction. He was sure that was going to be the end of the fun but instead of being pissed off Jack looked at his wife. Melissa was caught by surprise herself and turned to her husband. There was dead silence for a few moments, as if Jack and Melissa were trying to read each other's minds. Finally Jack gave her a very subtle nod of approval.

"Are you sure you could handle me taking it off? I wouldn't want to embarrass you guys," Melissa teased, feeling a huge wave of excitement similar to her first stage show.

Max responded, "I'm not sure but I'm willing to take the chance."

"Me too," said Fred. "It's not like we haven't seen you naked before," a reference to the time she accidentally walked into the room naked while he and Max were there. "Besides, we could use some halftime entertainment."

The tension hung in the air as all three men wondered where this would lead. Melissa was in control but they were encouraged that she hadn't rejected the idea. She stood in the center of the room in front of the television making sure all eyes were on her. She teased her private audience pretending to tug at the zipper, then she unzipped it and held it together with her hands. The room was silent as the men waited anxiously to see what she would do next.

Melissa used this opportunity to negotiate with her husband, "What's it worth do you Jack?"

"What do you want dear?"

"I want that shopping trip with your credit card."

Jack playfully stroked his chin, looking up towards the ceiling, pretending to be thinking about it while his friends pleaded with him, half in jest, to make the deal.

When Melissa flashed her 34B tits to the men before quickly covering up again, Jack caved, "It's a deal but you have to stay naked for the rest of the game."

Fred and Max let out a cheer while not believing their luck. They always lusted after Melissa whenever they were around her and made it a bit of a habit to check out her long blonde hair, blue eyes, pert breasts, trim figure, long legs with sexy muscle definition and of course her lovely round ass. While they had gotten a quick glimpse of her naked once before, they were now on the verge of seeing her again for an extended period of time. They were extremely excited at the opportunity to see her parade around nude for the rest of the afternoon.

Without saying a word, Melissa removed her top to reveal her breasts, her nipples hard from the excitement of showing off again, but this time, in front of a much smaller crowd. She walked over to the bar and poured herself a shot with the men's eyes fixated on her bouncing breasts. She quickly downed the shot before returning to the center of the room to finish her little strip tease. She turned her back to the men while slowly unzipping the back of her tiny, ruffled skirt. She began to tug at the sides, pulling it down over her hips exposing her sheer white, high cut panties. She let her skirt fall to the ground, stepped out of it and did a very slow turn to face the guys.