It took six weeks for my wife’s body six weeks to recover from her adventure as a streetwalker.
She had to wear a very tight bra for the first month in order for her large breast to return close to their previous shape. They once again had the shape of nice size melons. All of her bruises had disappeared and her pussy and ass had tightened back up. She compared it to recovering from the birth of one of her babies. My birthday was coming in a few weeks and she promised me another evening performing as a slut. We had a theme all picked out. She would dress as a slut and see if she could get lucky in a bar catering to businessmen.
The big night came and we decided to drive into Omaha because we knew of a bar that filled our requirements and had an adjoining hotel so we wouldn’t have to drive home that night. After checking into our room, my wife took a shower while I went down to check out the bar. When I returned to the room the most beautiful sight greeted me. She had changed into her call girl outfit. It was a black cocktail dress that consisted of two-inch wide straps coming over her shoulders and slowly widened as they came together just above her belly button. As she turned nervously from side to side I could see the bottom of her breasts from both the open sides and deep v cut in the center. The dress was cut very tight around her hips and ended about mid thigh. It also had a slit up the front of her right leg ending slightly above her crotch. She then turned around to display her lovely backside to me. The dress was open -backed except where it tied around her neck. It was cut so low you could see the top of her butt crack. A pair of high heals completed her outfit.
She began walking back and forth in the room to practice her walk in her slut outfit. At first every time she took a step one of her swinging breasts would invariably slide out of her dress. She was eventually able to alter her gate in order to stop the side to side swinging. The result was her tits bounced straight up and down in a very lewd manner. The constant rubbing caused her nipple to stay at full arousal, protruding out through the thin material. When she passed by me in the right direction the split would open up for just an instant revealing her cleanly shaved mound. Her light pink pussy lips showed in sharp contrast to the black dress. It was all I could do not to rape her before anyone else had a chance, but I knew it would be much more exciting after her night as a working girl.
I let her wear my coat in order to walk to the bar without drawing too much attention. When we reached the sidewalk outside the bar she gave me my coat and I went in a few minutes ahead of her in order to get a good vantage point to watch her entrance. Upon entering I noticed the bar was fairly empty. There was one middle aged balding man and two younger men sitting at the bar. I also notice a group of businessmen huddled around a table watching a game on the television. I found a table in the corner where I could see the whole room. As soon as I was seated my wife made her entrance. All her assets were on prominent display as she glided across the room towards the bar. Her breasts were bouncing and her large soft ass was jiggling in a most provocative manner. The whole place came to a complete halt as every head turned to watch wiggle her shapely ass onto one of the barstools. She picked a spot between the old guy and the two younger men. The bald guy started hitting on her first, but she was giving looks to the two young guys. They soon took the hint and moved closer to her. After a short conversation the three of them moved to a secluded booth and the guys bought her a very tall drink. After about fifteen minutes of animated conversation, I notice the guys started taking liberties with their hands. The one on her right took advantage of the split in her dress to finger her bare pussy. The guy on her left slid his hand into the open side of her dress and cupped her breast, giving it a squeeze. She brazenly spread her legs and raised her arms giving them better access.
Soon the bartender came over to their table said something to them. After he walked away she gave me the sign to meet her at the restrooms. I got up before so as not to arouse suspicion and went around the corner to wait for her. When she arrived she informed me that the bartender told them they needed to get a room, this wasn’t the kind of bar that let working girls hang around very long. We agreed that she would take them back to our room and I would wait in the bar for her call when they had left. I took my time in the bathroom too make sure they would be gone before returning to my table. When the bartender came to check on me I asker him what happened to the beautiful woman that was with the two guys. He replied “I ran the slut off. We don’t let whores like her hang around too long. It gives the place a bad reputation.” He walked away as I started to watch the game and tried to imagine what the two studs were going to do too my wife. What follows is her word for word account of the orgy.
I loved all of the attention the bar patrons paid to me. I was especially attracted to the two young men at the bar. They paid me lots of compliments and seamed genially interested in me. They couldn’t believe I was the mother of two teenage kids. When we went to the booth they started rubbing me under the table. They became increasingly more aggressive when I didn't protest their advances. Eventually the bartender came over and was very rude. He told the boys to take the slut somewhere else After conferring with my husband I suggested we go back to my room. They couldn’t believe their luck. They were only in town for a couple of days for a convention. They complained it had been a very boring trip until I walked into the bar.