Author's Note: I originally posted this story with a different title under the name zeke81. Time has passed and I've had several suggestions about improving this story so I am submitting this updated version. Assuming Literotica doesn't remove the original story please feel free to read the original story posted under zeke81 and let me know which version you think is better. The title of the original story is "What the hell?"
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As soon as I walked through the door Julie gave me a big kiss. She was bouncing around excitedly.
"Okay, what happened?" I asked.
"I got a job today." Julie said.
"You did?" I asked.
"Yes, I'm so excited about it. I'll finally have a reason to get out of the house, and it pays well enough that I'll be able to stop bugging you for money to keep up with my shopping habit." Julie said.
"You know that your shopping habit and not having a job has ever bothered me." I said.
"I know Luke, but I'll feel better knowing that I'm contributing to our finances." Julie said.
"Well, I'm obviously not going to tell you that you can't work; if you've found something that you want to do go right ahead and enjoy it." I said.
"Oh thank you sweetie; I just know this is going to be a great thing for both of us." Julie said.
Julie not having a job for the first 3 years of our marriage hadn't really bothered me; and it hadn't affected us financially. I'm paid very well for what I do so I could easily provide a comfortable life for both of us.
Julie wasn't exactly one of those high maintenance wives, but she did love to shop. There had been quite a few times that I thought she had gotten carried away with what she spent on a shopping trip; but it never put us in any financial trouble.
The idea of Julie having a job that she said would feed her shopping habit was welcome news to me as it meant that we would be able to put away more of my paycheck for other, more important, things like paying off our house.
Julie seemed really excited about her job, but for the first few months she wouldn't give me very many details. She was keeping some strange working hours. She would be gone some nights until around midnight. I finally got curious so I talked to her about it.
"Sweetie, you've had your job for a couple of months now, you seem really happy with it, you seem to really enjoy it, but I must confess, I have no earthly idea what you do." I said.
"You don't? I swore I told you all about it. Oh well, I'll tell you now. I work for a company that handles parties." Julie said.
"Parties?" I asked.
"Yeah, you know, wedding receptions, anniversaries, banquets, that kind of stuff. We do pretty much everything. We handle invitations, decorations, we find locations to have the parties, we do the catering, we take care of the music and entertainment if any should be required, if it's done at a party we do it." Julie said.
"Oh, okay, no wonder you've been keeping unusual hours. There aren't a lot of parties on Tuesday afternoons." I said.
"You'd be surprised how many there are, but most of the work is on weekends or weeknights." Julie said.
Julie is a great cook and she's great at putting together parties so it seemed like the perfect job for her. I assumed that she was either working for the catering end of it or she was helping people plan their parties. Either way it explained the strange hours that she started working as people have parties at all times of day.
For the next five months things were great. Julie was spending as much as ever when she went to the mall, but she wasn't asking me for any money to go shopping with because she had money of her own.
In June one of my coworkers was getting married and all of the guys from the office were invited to the bachelor party. I decided it sounded like a good time, but Julie doesn't like me to drink or anything like that without her around to keep an eye on me so I didn't tell her about the bachelor party. I told her that I was going to be playing cards with some guys from work. It turned out that she had to work a party that night anyway so we both left the house at the same time; neither one of us feeling bad about leaving the other home alone.
The bachelor party was being held in a banquet room at a local hotel. I drove over to the hotel, went inside, had a few drinks and talked with the guys for a while. There was a lot of alcohol, a lot of cigars, an all around good time.
Everybody knew that a stripper was coming, we just didn't know when.
Eventually John, the best man, brought the guy that was getting married forward, put him in a chair in the middle of the room and turned on some music.
A blonde woman had slipped into the room without me seeing her. She walked up next to the guy in the chair and started dancing. The woman was dressed as a school girl, and from where I was standing I could only see her from behind at first.
The stripper pulled off the white top and the skirt of her school girl outfit leaving her in a bra, panties, and some white thigh high stockings. She turned around to let the guy in the chair unhook her bra for her and immediately my heart sank in my chest.
"What the hell?" I asked almost mindlessly.
When she had turned around so I could see her face I recognized the sexy stripper as my sweet innocent wife Julie. She was wearing a blonde wig over her red hair, and she was wearing a lot of makeup, but there was no doubt that it was Julie.
Now some guys might have been curious to see what their wife might do in a situation like that, but not me.
I was absolutely pissed off to find her stripping at a bachelor party, and I decided that I was going to get her out of that room before things had a chance to get out of hand.
Julie hadn't seen me yet because I was standing at the back of the group of guys that had gathered around to watch the show and she was concentrating on her dancing. I had to fight my way to the front of the group, but at six foot three two hundred forty pounds I'm a pretty strong guy so I was able to make my way up to the front of the circle and even into the circle itself pretty easily.
When I stepped into the circle Julie was facing away from me again. She was rubbing her tits on the guy's face. She leaned back as far as she could so the guy could kiss her belly button.
Julie had her eyes closed at first, but when she opened them she was looking right at me. The image she had of me was upside down so it took her a moment to comprehend what she was seeing, but when she saw me standing there she released her grip on the guy's arm, fell off the guy's lap to the floor, and immediately scrambled to grab her clothes and cover herself in shame.
I moved closer to her took her by the arm, and started pulling her towards the door. The guys were all mad at her for stopping and started yelling at me for ruining their fun. John, the best man, came up to me.
"What the hell are you doing man? We paid for a full show." John says.
"You are not getting a full show from my wife." I said firmly.
"Your wife?" John asked in disbelief.
"That's right, my wife, now get the hell out of my way." I said.
