We Tae in a Show

I wrote this a few years back but wasn't happy with it.

Having got stuck on the story i am writing i looked at it and updated it.

I seem to remember seeing something like this in another story but I hope its not to much like that one...if it is I apologise to the original author.

I appreciate feedback and for once its not in loving wives so should be OK

have fun

After 11 years of marriage, they weren't looking for a torrid love affair or for anything adventurous. Rodger was content. He worked his nine-to-five job every day Monday through Friday. He came home, changed into his slippers after walking into the house, and eventually would sit down to dinner cooked by Janet. It was an acceptable though quite boring life style the two had fallen into.

But at this point, neither seemed like they truly wanted much more than that. Janet would spend the day getting up before Rodger and getting coffee brewed and his breakfast for him. Rodger would take his shower, get dressed in the same style of khaki pants and a button up blue shirt. The blue enhanced his eyes Janet had said when they got married. He wore them all the time after that.

After getting dressed Rodger would come to the kitchen, sit down with the paper Janet had picked up off doormat, eat, and then head to work for the day. Janet would then return to bed to sleep in until around 10 a.m., when she would start her day and go about cleaning the house, and doing some work online part-time.

Around 3 p.m., she would start preparation for dinner, so when Rodger arrived home, dinner would be ready for him within ten minutes. After dinner both Rodger and Janet would retire, after washing up together, into the living room to watch Jeopardy, Wheel of Fortune, and finally, the News before bed. Once a week on Thursday they would strip naked and have sex. They wouldn't even call it "Making Love" since, really, it wasn't. It was a way to release Rodger's anxiety, and leave Janet feeling as if she had a decent duty done for her man. Both would go to bed, redressed in bed clothes, sheets changed.

Overall, it was a pretty boring life to anyone else if they'd have looked in. Rodger's friend Bob said something one day while having lunch and a beer.

"I have to say, since I've gotten divorced and have started to date again, I've realized I was not quite up-to-par with the dating scene, nor very adventurous in the sack. Steph and I have been dating and she has shown me the error of my ways, mate. Honestly, it comparing the two with my marriage, I am glad to realize there is more to sex than just missionary and her on top!"

Bob took a drink of his beer, sets it down and smacks Rodger on the shoulder before continuing.

"Besides, who doesn't like an exciting. hot, sweaty fuck? I am glad I met Steph. She invited me to a club called The Show. I have never watched people have sex because, that is... outrageous! Public indecency! But I actually enjoyed it. You get one couple for a show that lasts about thirty minutes each night. It was quite fantastic to watch, even if I say so myself."

Rodger was intrigued. Who would really enjoy watching public sex? Who would honestly want to watch a couple engage in sex... in public? With others around them? Didn't that get awkward?

"Doesn't that get awkward? Like, watching people fuck with other people around? Porn is one thing but...?"

Bob shrugged, finished his ale, and turned to Rodger grabbing and squeezing his shoulder.

"How about I ask Steph if she'd find a way to bring Janet and yourself into the club? I don't know if Janet would enjoy it, but... if not it means it stays our playground! It was awkward the for the first ten minutes when they started, but it's a group of people there that find watching two people, or even three fuck their brains out. Sure, erections around the party but damn, so many ladies just spreading their legs in the chair and getting to completion watching them. It mellows the mood so well."

Rodger was curious to see just what the big deal was about it. He didn't think it was for the two of them, but he was always up to being entertained and Janet might enjoy a night out instead of having to cook a meal. He could use the occasion to get her out of the house.

"Well ... I don't know if Janet would like it, but I'll ask her about going to see it, I will have to explain a bit about it to make sure she's comfortable, but go ahead and see if Steph can get two tickets for us. If not, I'm sure you can find another couple to join you!"

That night Rodger came home, slipped his shoes off and slid his feet into his slippers. Walking into the rest of the house he could smell that Janet had made garlic potatoes, a steak and some steamed veggies.

The table was set up with a bottle of chardonnay and was just waiting for the food to be brought in. Sitting down he thought over what Bob had said. Would Janet actually like that kind of thing? After doing missionary and her on top for so long he was comfortable with their sex life.

Sure, originally their sex life had been adventurous. But now, at 35 and 37, he simply felt too old to be working on doing some of the spontaneous sex. It wasn't because they were out of shape either. He was trim at 37, a light little pouch of flesh on his gut from Janet's delicious meals, and the occasional beer. He had a full head of black hair with silver on the side growing in a little faster than he would have liked. His skin was a light tan from working outside during the weekends, and his eyes were a healthy green with grey in it. He didn't consider himself too hard to look at.

Janet glided in with the meal and set it in front of him to grab while she poured the chilled bottle of wine. Sipping his wine, he looked at Janet with a fresh set of eyes. She had gained a little weight in the 13 years they had known each other. Unlike him, she didn't get it in the belly, but instead in her chest and her ass.

Her C-cup breast had finally pulled into the D-cup bra and he didn't think it all that bad. Obviously not as perky as they were when she was 22, she still had a stunning hour glass figure that he just couldn't get enough of when he had been younger. Her brown hair was still brown, but she had covered the small silvers with highlights heavily throughout it to make her appear more of a blonde. Her tanned complexion was from working with him outside, but also from her periodic spray tans.

With her brown eyes coloured like melted caramel and chocolate, she always seemed to keep her complexion clean and her eyes the main focus when they went out with just a light layer of mascara on and some blush. With looking her over, Rodger started to feel his erection rise off his leg and tighten the khaki pants.

Janet looked at Rodger and asked,

"How was your day dear?"

"It was, a day. And yours?"

"Oh, did some grocery shopping and got about four hours of work done on the computer before starting dinner. I hope you like it?"

Rodger looked down at the plate he had in front of him. He had been ignoring it for the last couple minutes to stare at his Janet.

"It's fantastic as always darling. Dear, would you like to go out on a double date with Bob and Steph his girlfriend? It'll be just the four of us until after the dinner."

"Oh, that sounds fun. It'd be a chance to get out of the house and just have some fun!"

Rodger nodded his agreement with Janet. Now the harder part to explain.

"Dear, the thing is, they will want to go to a club called "The Show." It is a very, sex orientated place though. Bob and Steph are trying to get us tickets to go to see the stage act. Would, this upset you?"

Janet sat back for a second. Rodger wanted to watch porn in person? Was it her? Did she somehow fail at taking care of him?

"I will be honest and say I'm taken a little bit aback on the theme of the show... but... is this, something I failed in taking care of you for sex? Is this something you need to see?"

Rodger frowned; he hadn't meant her to feel she was lacking in any department.

"Janet, I love you dearly, but we really should get out of the house and live a little. Besides, how can seeing one show hurt us? There's no reason to worry about this! It'll be fun just to get out... and if it's as disgusting as we're both thinking, we can leave!"

Janet nodded. He did have a good point.

"Janet: Alright, then let's do it if they can get tickets for us. Who knows? Maybe it'll be the next big thing we do weekly!"

The two laughed, finished their meal in peace and quiet, washed up, and went to their television shows.

The next day, Janet was sitting at her computer doing some minor touch ups to her work stuff. After a couple sips of coffee, her head went back to Rodger explaining The Show to her. Deciding to look it up, she found The Show was private and wasn't able to find anything online outside of the knowledge that guests were checked into before they were allowed in the establishment, and that they needed to have a club member vouch for them. The three reviews left were bland but all explained that the presentations and demonstrations were top notch, but also, very, very, very satisfactory. Knowing this, she got on with her work.

That night, after Rodger got home from work and was sat at the dinner table, Janet came in with the roasted chicken breast, brussels sprouts and a Caesar salad. There was a bottle of pinot noir, it had been allowed to breathe for a little while. When both began to dig into their food, Rodger cleared his throat.

"Well, Bob and Steph were able to get us tickets to tomorrow's show. Do you still wish to go?"

Janet nodded, she had thought about it quite a bit after finishing her work on the computer and had decided it was worth the effort to try something new.

"Fantastic. There is a dress code, it's a semi formal affair. I'll have my suit set to change into when I get home, but make sure you wear a dress. Women are required to wear dresses and heels. No exceptions, dear."

"I'll get your suit set tomorrow so it's pressed and ready to go, and I'll be dolled up when you get home. We are still doing dinner, right?"

Rodger nodded confirmation while chewing on his salad. Between that, that was the end of their conversation for the night. Since it was their usual sex night, they went about their plain sex check list as if it were getting stuff from the grocery store. He fingered her until she was moist. She rubbed his cock until he was hard enough, and then entered and continued stroking until he got off. He'd stand up, go to the bathroom to wash off, and come back with a towel to wipe her off. They'd change into their bed clothes, and go to bed.

PART THREE

The next night, Rodger came home to find Janet had indeed, pressed his suit, and was dressed in a matching blue dress that accentuated her curves, but still left plenty to imagination. He considered her beautiful, telling her so, and then they left for the restaurant to meet Bob and Steph. Once there, the ladies were introduced to each other, and the four were seated at their table. Between the two couples, two bottles of wine were cleared with the delicate dishes the restaurant was known to push out of their kitchen. When 7:35 p.m. hit, the men gathered up the ladies and they all took a taxi to The Show.

The building isn't much to look at. It was in a section of town with an abandoned factory park around. The doors were guarded by two gentlemen on both sides that were burly, but not in an aggressive manner. More for guarding the people in the building.

Once the ladies and the gentlemen were reviewed and were welcomed into the building, they walked around a circular stage with lights shining down from above. The room was panted black with black velvet curtains keeping the heat inside a small subdivision in the room. It looked like a tent in a large warehouse but the tent would have been the velvet curtains. Inside those curtains, the heat was visibly noticeable as was the large king-size bed in the middle of it. The bed had four large black beams supporting it, and hawsers from each beam, as well as straps on all edges of the bed. Manacles were present and hooked up to the straps. Besides the bed was a small stand holding lube, a red silicone dildo, and a glass of water and towel.

Janet who had been holding onto Rodger's arm moved a little closer to him. The couple walked over to their assigned seats. Unfortunately for Rodger and Janet, because they were the last-minute add-ons for this show, they weren't given premium seating like Bob, and Steph, who were both members, in the front. Regardless, they were happy to be seated next to each other, even if it was in the back of the theatre room.

When the server came around asking for drinks, both were to explain they were on Bob and Steph's tab, and were given two very large glasses of chardonnay. When the server had made it around the room and had served everyone, the room lights lowered until only the bed was highlighted. Because the room was so dark with the blacked curtains, and painted walls, it seemed like being in a cave.

Slowly, both Roger and Janet snuggled into each other. He with his arm around her shoulder, and her with her hand on his crossing leg thigh. She rested her head into his shoulder. They were here, and they were ready to watch The Show.

Two people walked out of the shadows. One with black blind folds on, the other directing him towards the bed. The Gentleman, Gerry was muscular but not too bulky in size. The Lady, Fran was slim, with small breasts and a pert ass. Her pubic mound was trimmed and shaped into a landing strip. His groin was shaved clear, he was still soft. Once both were under the lights, the dark black waves of her hair shone out to the audience and his blonde hair was finally seen tied back into a loose bun. She had a mask on so was unrecognisable and the blind fold protected most of his face from the audience. She bit her bottom lip that was painted fiery red and slowly tied him standing to the end of the bed. His hands were brought up above him, and she slowly finished the last ties before she started focusing on rubbing him down.

Rodger felt Janet move a little as if to get more comfortable. Turning to her, he realized she had already finished half of her wine, and decided to catch up with her. Turning back towards the stage, he realized that while he was watching Janet, the couple onstage had started their show. Fran had grabbed the bottle of lube and was warming it up in her hands before grabbing his flaccid cock. Gerry's breathing picked up and he stretched out. His muscles flexing in his legs and then his shoulders. Swiping up and down the cock with the lube in a firm and steady manner, Rodger was starting to feel the blood rush from his spine to his cock. He, was actually getting aroused at the presentation.

Fran, on stage stepped back finally when Gerry was firm and erect. He was an average sized cock. There wasn't anything remarkable about his size but overall, he matched his body in proportion. Once he was straight and hung, Fran grabbed a black canvas from the side of the dark where Rodger and Janet couldn't see, to place it in front of Gerry. The audience looked around in wonder, what was going on?

After setting the canvas on the floor, Fran went back to Gerry, and started to tease him. Little kisses left red lip marks around his body, and slapping or pinching a spot of skin, only to go back and lick at the spot to relieve the tension. Finally, to everyone's pleasure, she licked the top of his wet tipped cock and slowly sucked in her cheeks to pull him in. Gerry groaned and pushed his pelvis forward into her mouth. She sucked down to the bottom of his staff, to release her lips... leaving a perfect circular red lip mark at the bottom of his cock. Some of the audience members clapped their approval.

Rodger looked down when Janet wiggled some more to realize that she was trying to fold her legs the opposite way. Rodger at this point had been imagining Janet doing all the stuff that Fran, onstage was doing... if not, somehow reversing it so HE'D be the one giving the pleasure to her. Looking at her face, he noticed the flushed look on it that he had not seen in a long while. The thought came unbidden to his mind. Was Janet... turned on by this display? Not even questioning his decision, he moved and Janet looked at him while he spread her legs open to the warm air.

The faint scent of her pussy, usually reminding him of honey and lavender, drifted to his nose. He couldn't recall the last time he had actually smelt Janet's cunt when she was horny, and was disgusted with how long it had been since they'd done something more than just have sex. His hand slowly went up her toned and smooth legs until his fingers brushed against her swollen lips. No... underwear? He looked at Janet and saw her lick her lips and bite her lower lip. She stretched and the tight dress slid up even further allowing him to stretch one of her legs over his lap.

Gerry moaned loudly as Fran sucked on his hard cock, working up spit and saliva to smooth the blowjob. She bobbed her head up and down and was holding his base tightly but slowly moving her hand in circular motions causing his cock to harden even more so and to enlarge. She pulled back with a pop as she stopped sucking his cock. Pre cum oozed from the tip of it. With a sigh, she got up and turned the knots so this time, instead of facing the audience, he was now facing the bad. Fran tied him up again, this time, tying above his knee to below it and allowing him to kneel at the end of the bed. Walking around him, she stood behind and murmured something in his ear. He nodded in agreement to whatever she had asked.

Turning away from him, she grabbed a hold of the lube, and squirted some into her hands and rubbed it onto her fingers. The lube was gooped heavily but didn't drip off of her hand. After showing the audience the hand, she wiped it off one hand with a towel, and turned toward Gerry.

Pushing his chest forward so his ass was in the air, with his scrotum and cock showing from behind, she grabbed his cock and did a small jerk. Then, she grabbed his scrotum and played lightly with the ball sack until cum had dripped again from his cock onto the black sheets on the bed and into her hand. She licked the cum off, and without any warning to the crowd of the audience, slapped his ass hard. The sound reverb echoed throughout the room and the swift intake of breath was heard by the audience from Gerry. Slowly, Fran moved her hand away to show a bright red hand print on his left buttock. Rubbing it slightly, she moved to the other side and slapped the right buttock. The second hand-print showed clearly to the audience when she moved it away.

Rodger was harder than he had expected over the display. It wasn't necessarily his preference to watch someone be in pain, but the idea of leaving a hand print on an ass drove him nuts. Janet, meanwhile, was oddly enough, super aroused by the display from both, Fran and Gerry. Though Gerry had displayed that he was in pain, the results showed that he enjoyed what was being done to him. Fran was leaving beautiful imprints of her hand on his ass. And, weirdly enough, Janet would have loved seeing Rodger's imprint on her ass.

Though her legs were spread and Rodger was rubbing her pussy back and forth, slowly causing her to get more wet, she wanted more. For the first time in a long time, she genuinely ached for more in an empty spot. With his fingers sliding through her crotch, she wanted to grab his fingers, tighten them and slowly fuck herself until she came. Looking at her Rodger with shadowed and aroused eyes, she grabbed his hand and forced his fingers into her cunt. The juices around his fingers slid down to her asshole. Rodger looked down and smiled. Where had this woman come from?