She pulled back. "No, I can't. The director told us not to have any sexual activity this week until after the show. He said he wanted us to be fresh and eager when we were on the air."
On the night of the show, Alice dressed thoughtfully. She rejected a variety of clothes—pronouncing them "Not sexy enough." She settled on a sheer bra and a very brief Y-string thong with fishnet in the front. She wore no stockings and slip-on shoes. Her cotton blouse was modest, but form-fitting. Her mid-thigh-length skirt was full. She stood in front of me as if inviting comments.
"Did you select that blouse and skirt because they would be easy to unbutton and remove?"
Alice giggled and gave me a hug. Still laughing, she said, "Exactly!"
"You look like a proper young wife."
"Good."
"I kissed her. "Have a good time."
"I'm sure I will."
When I arrived at the theater, I was surprised to note how much it looked like a nightclub. The seating in the audience was nearly full—there were as many women as men. I spotted a seat in the front row, and I quickly sat down. The stage was dominated by an eight-foot wheel with large photos of four women arranged around its edge. I smiled as I recognized Alice's beautiful face. There were two platforms on each side of the wheel.
After a short wait, an emcee stepped forward on the stage. He briefly explained: "Four women will be playing a game for us. As the pointer on the wheel stops at a photo, that woman will perform actions that they have all discussed in advance."
The emcee introduced the women one at a time, and they stepped forward as he said their first names. Alice was the first one to take the stage, and she looked great in her simple blouse and skirt. She seemed at ease and looked around the audience and smiled when she spotted me. I grinned back.
The other three contestants had considerably more provocative clothing. One wore clinging yoga pants with a lacy top that left her stomach bare. Another had a mini skirt and a vest over a silk shirt—she obviously was not wearing a bra. The fourth wore a micro-mini skirt. All of the women were extremely sexy. They had round, firm breasts and a slim figure. Naturally, I thought that Alice was the most attractive.
The wheel was spun and the game progressed, and one woman after another removed clothing. A constant smile was fixed on my face when my wife proudly stood with her shoulders back and her hips pressing forward dressed in only her sheer bra and fishnet thong.
As play continued, one after another of the women stood nude, but Alice still wore her thong. Then the photo of one of the naked women turned up. She moved forward and the other three women grouped around. One woman put hands affectionately on the loser's breasts, and then kissed each breast. Another gently spanked her behind and then rubbed it sensually. Alice stood on the side and placed her open hand over the woman's pussy. She rubbed her hand up and down and kissed her repeatedly on the mouth.
After a time, the four women returned to their platforms. The wheel was spun, and Alice was relieved of her brief thong. All of the women were now in full view wearing absolutely nothing. When the wheel spun again, another woman was selected.
She seemed eager to be the victim. This time, Alice was behind her. She rubbed her back and buttocks vigorously. Then she looked intensely at the woman's butt and wiggled her hand around behind her. Meanwhile her nipples were twisted and a finger was inserted into her pussy.
Next it was Alice's turn. She stood with her hands on her head. Her first assailant held one breast in both her hands and passionately licked and kissed it. Her butt was squeezed and fondled. The third woman licked her finger and rubbed it over my wife's clitoris. Alice moaned a little and pushed her hips back and forth. Without removing her finger from her clitoris, the woman inserted a finger into my wife's vagina. She groaned with enjoyment. The woman moved her finger in and out slowly, and then inserted two fingers and rubbed more vigorously. Alice made chirping noises of pleasure, thrusting her whole torso around.
I heard a man behind me say, "Give her an orgasm!" Both men and women around me quickly joined the chant, "Orgasm, orgasm, orgasm!" My wife's pleasuring agent nodded without looking away from the fun she was having with Alice. She moved her fingers faster and faster and rubbed around and around my wife's clitoris. Alice moaned with continuing gratification. Then she put her head back, violently thrust her hips forward, and yelled with satisfaction.
The audience applauded and shouted in praise for the performance.
