Jenny and I are now empty nesters. Our youngest of two children just went off to college and we were now thinking of all of the things that we could do now that we didn't have the day to day requirements of being parents. Sure, we would miss having them around, but we were excited about the travel potential and even the opportunity for loud sex in any room in the house. But, we also understood that much of our lives revolved around the kids and their activities and there could be some melancholy with them both being gone.
Jenny encouraged me to do more things with friends and I did the same for her. She hosted a ladies night the last Friday of each month at our house. Typically, there would be 10-15 women and each night would have a different theme. The last one was bunco night. Bunco is basically a no skill, low stakes game that allows them to be loud and have fun while playing without having to pay close attention to the game. In short, it is perfect for the wine drinking ladies that came.
I typically have dinner with a couple of the guys whose wives attend the night at our house and we end about the same time. When I came home that night, two ladies were still there, and the three of them were talking and laughing hysterically when I arrived. I went in and said hello and watched Sports Center until my wife came in and cuddled next to me on the couch. We hung out for a few minutes and then she got up and sat in the chair to the side so that we could talk and see each other.
"How was bunco tonight?"
She replied, "It was a lot of fun." She then laughed and said, "I won $9."
"Well, that should more than cover the six bottles of wine that you all consumed. Or are we buying boxes of wine since we have college expenses now?"
She laughed again and then got a concerned look on her face. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure. Shoot."
"Do you ever go to strip clubs when you travel for work or with the guys on those golf trips?"
My wife and I have a deal. I never lie to her. I don't have to incriminate other guys, but I do have to tell the truth. Now, I don't necessarily have to volunteer things either. So, we operate on a premise that one of us will ask questions that they want to know the answers to. I am not saying we have an open marriage. I do not have permission to be with other women and she does not have permission to be with other men.
We have had two very erotic adventures with others since we got married. The first was in Monte Carlo. I have written about that adventure before. The second was in the Bahamas at the Atlantis resort about seven years later. In both cases, my wife and I had sex with other people in the presence of each other. Both nights were amazing and had scratched whatever itch that we had to be with others. Both had been the subject of many hot dreams of mine afterwards. But, when we came back home, we decided that we would not keep doing those things as a regular part of our lives. We were not swingers or in the swingers' lifestyle. We also had not chased the high that we both got from those adventures. Occasionally, one of us would bring up one of the two nights and we would bask in the afterglow. Neither one of us had ever suggested that we plan something like that again. (Both nights were basically unplanned).
Getting back to her question, I had no idea where she was going with it. I thought maybe she was going to suggest that we go to a strip club together. I was thinking that the answer would be definitely no if it were local but maybe Ok if it was on a trip where we were not likely to see someone we knew. So, I answered "Yes."
She looked at me again. "What towns do you go to clubs in?"
I thought about it and wondered where she was heading. "I have been to clubs in Dallas, Phoenix, Vegas, Miami, and Myrtle Beach."
"Ever been to Detroit or Providence?"
"I don't think so. Why?"
"I'll get to that. Ever been to a club where the girls offered to go home with you?"
"A few. Definitely in Vegas. Their clubs there are actually really tame so the girls hook up with guys back at hotel rooms. I have been offered an hour for $1000 or more. I have always turned them down. It's just not my thing."
She pondered. "Have you ever gotten a blow job at a club?"
I started to say no, but stopped. "Once, I did have a girl start to suck me off in Miami. I stopped her before I finished. So, I would say kinda never."
She laughed. "Always the lawyer answer."
"OK. What's with the strip club questions?"
"Well. Becky and Alexis were here after everyone else left. Becky starts talking about how her sex life is getting pretty stale. She wanted hints from Alexis and me about what to do to keep things hot. We asked what she did now, and she told us she gave her husband a glimpse of her tits or upper thigh."
I laughed so hard that I almost spit out my beer. "A glimpse of her leg? What are they in middle school?"
"I know, right?" she responded. "She told us that she does not shower in front of him and that she always takes off her 'night clothes' in the bed and he never sees her naked. She thinks that has always kept him interested and wanting more."
"Well, I guess it's safe to say that Becky and I would not have made a good couple."
Jenny laughed. "Yea. I didn't tell her that I get ready naked or topless every morning. But when she left, Alexis asked me how I felt about nudity. I told her that I was naked a lot at home and that you and I both liked it that way. Then Alexis got this funny look on her face and asked me if we ever role played. I told her that we did. She asked if I ever role played as a stripper and I told her sometimes. Then she made me promise not to tell anyone else what she was about to tell me. I told her I would tell only you and she agreed to tell me."
"This sounds juicy. Is she a stripper with a Lone Ranger mask at our local club?"
"Well, no. But she told me that her husband loved when she role played as a stripper. She even has a pole that she can assemble in their TV room that can be taken down. They have been to stripper stores to get outfits and everything. Out of town of course. Apparently he loves fucking her in those huge stripper heels."
"That is not that surprising. She did get those fake boobs a few years ago. It's not like we didn't notice her going from A cups to Cs."
"I haven't gotten to the secret part. You have to promise you won't tell anybody. And, she only told me because she thought I might be interested."