It started innocently enough, I thought. My 28 year-old wife was helping her friend's sister out by filling in for her as a model/performer for a strip-o-gram service a few nights a month while I watched our two young kids. We needed the extra income and I know how much Suzy loves to show off her hot little body. Suzy has long blonde hair, beautiful green eyes, nice pert little B-cup titties with small pink nipples, and one of the nicest, roundest asses I have ever seen. She works so hard at keeping her self looking so good, by teaching aerobics a few nights a week and working out every day, that it seemed natural she would want to take advantage of her great assets.
The thought of my wife dancing and stripping in front of other men took some getting used to, but I was happy to have the extra money and Suzy seemed very happy about contributing to our finances after a few rough years. I would get a glimpse of Suzy's outfits as she packed them before she went out, but she was reluctant to do her striptease for me. I really wanted to see her in the hot little schoolgirl outfit (black high-heels, white thigh-highs, plaid skirt) or her policewoman outfit (complete with handcuffs and nightstick), but Suzy thought I'd get jealous or mad at her. I would wait up until she got home from her "gig" and although she would not give me any details, she was always very happy and very horny when she came home. Although I had to wonder just how revealing and naughty these performances were, I was digging the extra hot love-making sessions that invariably followed, so all was well.
I was working out with a buddy at the gym when he invited me to a bachelor party that he had planned for a guy he worked with. He said that they were going to primarily play poker but that they had ordered a stripper and a keg of beer. I told him I'd have to check with the wife and get back with him. As luck would have it, Suzy had a "gig" that night and I had to watch the kids, so I told my buddy, Oscar, that I couldn't go with him, but I got directions to the house in case Suzy came home early enough and I could stop by for a few hands of poker.
As Suzy was getting out of the shower and preparing to get dressed to go to her gig that night, I asked her, "So . . . where are you going tonight?"
Suzy replied "You know I have a gig tonight, honey" as she lifted her foot up onto the side of tub and began to rub lotion over her tanned legs.
"Where is the gig? Is it here in town, I want to try to make it to Oscar's tonight if you get home soon enough" I said.
"I have to look at the directions, its on Maple Street I think . . . I should be home by midnight anyway, is that okay, baby?" She replied as she continued to get ready. "Who is Oscar anyway?"
"I don't think you've ever met him, I work out with him at the gym. He's a Puerto Rican guy . . . he's the guy who sold me those tires last year." I explained as it dawned on me that my wife was probably going to be the stripper for the bachelor party I was invited to.
"Midnight is fine, those guys will party be partying all night anyway."
As soon as my wife left, I got on the phone and arranged for a babysitter. I was finally going to see what my wife had been up to for the past few weeks. This was going to be good, I thought, as I got ready for the evening.
"Hot-damn!" I said as I pulled up to the house on Maple Street. My wife's car was parked in front and I could tell there was only one party going on in the area. I walked up to the house and knocked on the door, but nobody answered. I could hear loud music coming from the basement area and could hear guys whooping and whistling. I didn't know the homeowner, Oscar was the only one I knew that was invited as a guest, but I suspected my wife was doing her "strip-o-gram" and I didn't want to miss it.
I walked down into the basement and saw a group of about twenty guys, mostly black and Hispanic, in semi-circle whooping and hollering. I approached to try to get a glimpse of what they were looking at when Oscar noticed me and came over.
"You got to check this bitch out, man, she is hot" he said as he pulled me over to the group.
There was my wife, Suzy, dressed as a naughty schoolgirl, dancing seductively in front a tall, muscular black man who was sitting in a chair in the middle of the group. I assumed he was the man of honor. I could not get over how sexy my wife looked. She was wearing black high-heeled shoes, like the platforms that strippers typically wear, with a strap around the ankle. Her tanned legs looked absolutely fabulous in contrast to her white, frilly ankle-high socks. She had a red plaid, pleated miniskirt and was in the process of taking off her white blouse that was tied at the waist. Her blonde hair was in two pig-tails and she was wearing some sexy looking black rimmed glasses.
Suzy was wearing a white push-up bra that pressed her boobs together and showed some very nice cleavage. I was proud of the way she looked as she playfully put her blouse behind the bachelor's neck and pulled him toward those nice little titties. She turned and strutted away from him, holding the blouse over her shoulder, and draped it over another guys face as she playfully pushed him away. Everybody was laughing and really enjoying her performance.
She squatted down a few times in time with the music and bent-over showing off her tight thighs and beautiful ass. Each time she stuck her ass out you could see she was wearing white cotton panties that had formed an enticing little "wedgie" and really showed off her round butt perfectly. She dropped down on all fours and crawled slowly toward the bachelor, as the guys were all craning their heads to get a good look at her gorgeous ass. As she crawled her skirt would ride up and down revealing more and more of her ass. Suzy was putting on a masterful performance as she looked over her shoulder and noticed the guys squatting and craning to get a better look under her skirt. She sat up on her knees, looked over her shoulder seductively, and then bent over again, this time putting her face down sideways on the ground and sticking her ass higher up in the air. She waived and wiggled her hips in time with the music and smiled wickedly as her skirt bunched up around her waist, exposing her round ass almost completely. I tried to stay hidden behind the guys, but was eagerly checking out my hot wife's hot ass as it swayed from side to side.
Suzy then continued crawling toward the bachelor and kneeled in front of him. He was wearing jeans and a button down shirt and was grinning from ear to ear as she spread his legs and looked down at his package. She rubbed his thighs slowly and looked up at him and then down at his package. She looked back at the group and smiled wickedly and licked her lips slowly and then bit her lower lip as she turned back toward the man of honor. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her hands run up his thighs and meet on his crotch. I could see her hands, red nails and all, massaging his manhood momentarily and then sliding up his stomach towards his muscular chest.
She unbuttoned his shirt slowly, all the while looking up at him and talking to him. I couldn't hear what they were talking about but they were both smiling and laughing. My wife began rubbing her breasts against his belly and crotch area she spread his legs further and leaned to the side. Now she was really putting on a show as she stuck out her tongue, looked up at him and slowly ran her tongue up his muscular stomach past his chest and right up his neck. She looked like she whispered something in his ear before she bit his earlobe and pushed him back on the chair, leaned against him and started to grind her pelvis on his. The yelling and whistling got louder as she turned around, arched her back, and slid down his belly with her ass stuck way out. Suzy sat right on his crotch and ground back and forth quickly a few times as she looked over her shoulder at the man of honor. She unbuttoned her bra and tossed it into the crowd, which was beginning to move closer and closer to her and the bachelor. She held her breasts together with her hands and closed her eyes as she teased and pinched her nipples and slowly ground her hot ass into the bachelor's crotch. This inspired an even louder ovation and the guys began tossing money towards my wife as she tossed off the glasses, let down her hair and, putting her hands on top of her muscular thighs, began to rub her pussy and ass on this big black man's package in earnest. The skirt was still bunched up around her waist and she was still wearing the white cotton panties as she rode this man wildly. He reached up and cupped both of her titties with his big black hands and softly rolled her nipples between his fat fingers. The contrast of his black hands and her white breasts was striking. She pulled his hands away, stood up and turned to face him. Playfully shaking her finger and shaking her head.