Carl falls asleep after a satisfying romp in the hay with his wife, hoping they are out of their rut, and dreaming of tomorrow afternoon at the gentlemen's club.
Wendy feels the love, after two satisfying orgasms during her husband's ministrations of her erotic zones, concentrating on pleasing her before taking his pleasure. Wendy being nude and dancing could bring a romantic spark back into their marriage. She will know soon enough if all she has to do is be more open and naked to entice her husband. All night she is dreaming of the coming afternoon. In her mind's eye, she can see the dancing and taking off all her clothes, to the cheers of all the men and boys. She knows all of them and is proud to expose her naked body to them.
The morning sun coming in the window did little to disturb Wendy's sleep, but the smell of coffee brewing awakening Wendy from her slumber; she wakes up horny from her dreams and is confident she will be a hit dancing at the Gentlemen's club. Vacating the bed and going to the bathroom, commencing her morning ritual, turning on the shower and entering it. Wendy is taking an inordinate amount time in the shower this morning; to make sure she is squeaky clean in all her personal areas, for her show today. In the light of day her nervousness about her coming debut as a stripper is coming back into her emotions, even though finds she is comfortable being naked in front of a few people. Wendy has concerns about being naked in front of a large group.
Wendy is thinking of the dance, as she is toweling dry, and what the boys in her class will think of her after they see her completely nude and spread, will they laugh at her, think she is too old to strip and the foremost on her mind, will they respect her afterward. Will she be able to look them in the eye while dancing, and will she be able to face them in class on Monday.
The principal will be there also, will she be able to face him Monday, and will he think she is a slut for dancing; all these thoughts are going through her mind. Wendy had an idea. "I have to find a way for the school to benefit from my exposure, but how, that is a way to keep the respect of all present at her performance?"
Wendy is in a daze as she walks downstairs completely nude, going into the kitchen to see Carl cooking breakfast for her, something he rarely does. "This is another point in favor of me being more outgoing." Wendy thought with a smile.
"Hi, Carl aren't you a great husband, cooking breakfast for your starving wife." Wendy says while posing provocatively in the doorway and smiling. This is something she is doing now that never entering her mind two weeks ago.
Carl turns to see his wife nude. Getting a big smile on his face Carl is thinking. "A few weeks ago, I could never imagine my wife standing nude in our kitchen." Saying to his wife, "I like your outfit; and it isn't even your birthday. I think you should wear it more often."
Wendy suddenly becomes melancholy, her insecurities about her body are coming to the forefront of her thoughts, and she is near tears. "I don't know if I can go through with this Carl. They are going to see everything I have. I am not a young woman as Charlene is. What will the students think of me, the principal, and anyone else that will be there?" She is near tears presently.
Carl, turning off the stove says to Wendy, "Let's sit down and talk through you insecurities." They went into the living room, and Carl holding his upset wife says. "Wendy, Charlene dances; she was nude in our house, and in front of the two young men. What do you think of Charlene?"
Sniffing a little bit Wendy says. "I have a lot of respect for Charlene; she set goals, and is achieving them doing what she needs to do to achieve them."
"Wendy, you are right, and why are you dancing today?" Carl asked.
"So you can get the contract from Mr. Wentworth," Wendy answered.
"Wendy, there is more to it than that, think about it. Why are you required to dance this afternoon?"
"Because I didn't believe one of my students, and his father called me on it." Wendy said after the light bulb went on in her head.
"Yes Wendy, you're taking responsibly for you error, so I think everyone will be very proud that you did this." Carl said hoping to alleviate her concerns about the coming afternoon exposure.
"Thanks Carl, I feel better presently after this discussion. The only other concern I have, is what you will think of me after this afternoon." Wendy asked although she had a smile on her face.
"I already think I am the luckiest guy on the planet to have a sexy wife as you." Carl is saying with conviction, while giving his wife a kiss and her pussy a rub.
"Don't do that unless you mean it Carl, and don't start something we can finish." Wendy moaned as she captured his fingers in her manhole, while he is massaging' her G spot.
They went back to the kitchen hand in hand. Carl continued to make breakfast, and Wendy set the table. They sat down to eat, and chatted lightheartedly. Carl looked at his lovely nude wife, who sat across from him at the kitchen table, as he thought. "I never thought the day would come that my wife would come down to breakfast nude." Looking at his wife and smiling.
"What are you smiling at?" Wendy said wondering why he is smiling.
"You look so inviting sitting there in all your naked glory." Carl answering her question with love in his eyes and a hardon in his pants. Standing up he continues. "See you bring out the best in me with your outfit this morning. I am pointing at you." Showing his wife the tent in his pants she is causing, by her nude display.
"I bet you say that to all the naked ladies you meet." Wendy shot back as she arises from the table.
When done with breakfast, Carl cleaned up, while Wendy went to the master bedroom, to complete her preparation for her afternoon show, at the Classy Ladies Lounge
A short while later ready to leave, Carl packed a small travel case with all Wendy's outfits, and makeup in in the back his Rogue SUV. Wendy is dressed comfortably in a dress with bra and panties; she did not want to wear her costume for the show while they traveled. They were ready to go at ten thirty, for the hour trip to Whately, for her afternoon show at the Classy Ladies Lounge. The couple wanted to get there early, to watch the other dancers, before Wendy's afternoon debut, to see if she could pick up more pointers from them. They had a lively conversation on the way about the event to come, and her insecurities.
"How do you think my students are going to react, when I start removing my clothes, you know I am almost fifty-six years old?" Wendy said, questioning her husband again to see if she receives the same answer.
"First of all, they are not going to believe that you will be stripping completely, and doing a floor show, as Charlene does. I know a few teachers I had in school. If they did a strip as you're going to do, it would have been a dream come true, to see them naked, but to see them spread, it would have made me cum in my pants, just as Derrick and Shaun did the other night. I bet there will be a lot of sticky boxers, when you get done with your floor show." Carl said.
"What about afterward on Monday, I don't know if I will be able to face all my students?" Wendy lamented.
"They all signed the non-disclosure agreement, so they can't say anything, but I believe they will be friendlier to you, maybe even have a crush on you, after they see you naked, and you are brave enough to show them your intimate self. All there will see you not only as a teacher but as a sexy mature woman." Carl quantified with conviction that Wendy could hear in his voice.
