My wife, Jess, and I moved to a nice new house, with a good local pub at the bottom of the road.
We were both in our early 30s. Jess is 5ft5 slim, size 10, brunette 32c. We enjoyed settling into our home and used to regularly attend the pub and became friends with a good bunch of locals.
We formed a good group friends/acquaintances at the pub, that we would drink with when we went out. All a mix of ages and backgrounds. All of us got on mostly well, apart from Jess and one other bloke, Steven. Steve was older, divorced, bald, beer belly, and highly opinionated. The sort of bloke you would call a bit of a gammon. My wife is quite liberal, but enjoys a good debate. He didn't care much for other people's views and would at times make the daily mail look left wing. Him and Jess would always end up arguing over politics or other issues. I think we and the group tolerated him, because before a few drinks he was mostly a nice guy and he would always stand his round!
Anyway, summer just gone, on one of the rare good days, there was a bbq at the pub, and wife and I went along. Wife wore a very pretty short summer dress and sandals, her toned smooth shapely legs on display. She looked gorgeous. All our regular friends were there, as was Steve, and we had a fun afternoon/evening of eating, drinking and banter in the pub garden. We started doing daft silly drinking games. Even Steve joining us. We stayed until closing time, and a few of us wanted to carry on the fun so I suggested we all head back to mine, as only live up the road.
Five of us went back, Me and Jess, another couple we know, and Steve. We got back to ours, put a music channel on the telly, opened some beers and the gin, carried on chatting and playing stupid drinking games and doing dares.
Back at ours, we were having a good time, playing a game called ring of fire, a card based drinking game, adding in stupid dares as we went. All quite drunk by now. I was feeling tipsy, occasionally checking out Jess in her little dress. Jess and Steve so far had avoided arguing, a few sniping comments but mostly lighthearted and bantery.
At one point Steve took the telly remote complaining about the rubbish music and started channel hoping up through the channels until he stumbled onto Babestation on the tv, and the sight of a slim brunette twerking in a thong.
We all laughed about it, but Steve didn't change the channel, and commented,
"I dont see the point in this, is this really all it takes to get some blokes off? It's like, strip clubs, I don't get them either, paying some bird to dance for you, it's not enough to achieve anything."
Jess laughed, and said,
"Haha, yeah right, you'd probably cum in your pants if you ever got a lapdance."
We all laughed at Steve. He didn't snipe back, but could see he hadn't liked the comment.
The other couple left, and it was just Jess me and Steve...babestation still on in the background with the dodgy music filling the room. Even drunker but still carrying on. Id noticed Steve looking at Jess, as she sat back down, catching her pull her dress down a little. We continued the game we were playing and Jess turned over a king leading to her having to do a dare.
"Right," Steve said "I want to see you do one of those lapdances you think are so sexy for men"
Jess sniggered "what?"
"You heard...you said I'd cum in my pants from a lapdance. Well, I want you to finally put your money where your mouth is, I doubt you could even get me excited from doing a little twerk in my face, let alone make me cum in my pants from a lapdance"
"I'm not giving you the satisfaction of ogling me while I dance...even though if I did it would be too hot for you and your little member" Jess retorted, "isn't that right hun?" She said to me.
"Yes hun, you'd over excite any man" I drunkenly slurred back.
In my drunken state, I kinda found it a little funny, Steve daring my wife for a lapdance. Was he being a lecherous perv or was he just trying to get back at Jess for her comment earlier.
Steve sat back "Haha trust me, I doubt there's much to ogle at really, you're not really my type, doubt you've got those sort of moves that could really excite a guy, so yeah maybe your going to have to forfeit the dare"
"Oh you think I'm going to fall that?!" Jess said standing up "I don't need to prove anything, a man like you wouldn't last 30seconds if he saw what a girl like me could do."
"Yeah if you say so...typical you this and your sort...talking the talk but lacking any convictions, like I said I doubt you'd know how to excite a man" Steve said back smiling smugly
I could see Jess fuming, wanting to wipe the grin of his face, but not wanting to the dare...
"Oh you..." she started saying "you know what, I'm gonna show you, I'm gonna give you your cheap thrill, and trust me old man, I'm going to give you the best lapdance you've ever seen, and I bet you won't last 30seconds...Alex turn up the music" she called back at me. Jess looked at me over her shoulder, gave me a smile a nod.
I smiled back and nodded, she looked even sexier when fired up and angry, I thought it would be funny her maybe over exciting this old sod at ours...at least that's what I thought at first in that drunken moment.
Steve sat there on the sofa in his shorts and polo top, hands on his belly, satisfied grin on his face "alright then...but I think it'll take more than you've got to excite me" I watched as Jess started walking over to him.
Jess stood in front of Steve who was on the sofa. I was in the chair opposite. Jess started slowly swaying her hips in time to the music. She raised her hands and started rubbing them down her body and legs, raising them back, her dress lifting a little, I caught a glimpse of her pert bum cheeks poking out under her dress.
Steve sat there looking nonchalantly at my wife in front of him
