How date night with my shy wife ended up in the VIP room… [MF] [FF] pic included

This is a true story about one of the hottest experiences I’ve ever had with my wife. I’ll warn you, I can get a little wordy sometimes, so my story might be a little longer than most…

Picture of us for reference (I know people like visuals)! – https://imgur.com/a/loIpbSx

Being in our 30’s with a couple of kids under the age of 6, we’ve come to the point in our life where we really need to work to prioritize each other, especially when it comes to sex and branching out from our routine. One thing I’d been wanting to try was going to a strip club with my wife…

Our first attempt at the strip club was in Vegas a few years ago. It was my idea, we were planning on going alone, but ended up running into a group of friends at a Luke Combs concert. We didn’t know if they’d be in or out and were too nervous to ask but then one of them actually suggested we go. So we hopped in a cab and headed out… $50 cover, nowhere to sit, nut to butt, impossible to get a dancers attention, $15 domestic light beers… not what either of us were looking for at all. We cut bait after about 20 mins. I thought it might never happen again. I’ve since learned that the ONLY way to do the Vegas strip club is by limo service.

Our second experience at the strip club was during a staycation and couldn’t have gone much better. We booked a nice hotel in town we live in, dropped of the kids with the grandparents and went to a fancy dinner. After dinner we went to a bar across the street. I noticed a nice SUV advertising a strip club parked outside and immediately the wheels started turning in my head… after a few drinks she went off to the bathroom, I was so busy in my own thoughts (trying to figure out how to bring up the idea of going to this club) that I didn’t even notice two women approaching me.

They were wearing tank tops advertising the same club as the SUV parked outside and started chatting me up about going. I told them I wasn’t the one they had to convince, they bet me $20 they could talk my wife into it. Talk about a win-win situation!

When my wife returned, they went to work on her right away, which was probably good considering she didn’t know who the hell they were or why the hell they were talking to me! Ha! They started complimenting her on her shoes, clothes, purse, etc. and they were quickly winning her over. They offered to shuttle us to the club and to buy our first two drinks when we got there. She was hesitant, and even cited our last experience as a reason why we shouldn’t go, but I promised her we’d stay for the free drinks and that if she wasn’t having fun we could leave immediately. She gave in, and we were off!

It was only like 9:30 when we got there so it wasn’t too crowded, which helped ease her anxiety about going in the first place. We sat at a table, our waitress was gorgeous and she made my wife feel comfortable right away. This was the polar opposite of our Vegas experience. We had a couple drinks, talked to a few dancers and were having fun. An hour went by really quickly, but I knew she was enjoying herself so I didn’t say anything.

After about 3 drinks and a shot, I suggested she go tip one of the dancers that we had been talking with, she took my ones and went up to the stage. This chick was the hottest one we had talked to. Blonde, maybe 5’10” in her heels, so probably close to my wife’s height without them, body of a yoga instructor and about a C cup. Watching her shake her tits in my wife’s face got me hard immediately…

When she got back to the table, she said she had a surprise for me. I had a feeling I knew what she was up to but I didn’t want to ruin it so I just said I couldn’t wait to see what it was. My suspicions were confirmed when the dancer, Lacy, came over and grabbed us both by the hand to the corner of the room for a lap dance.

She paid much more attention to my wife and I didn’t mind at all. She straddled her and started grinding, her hands went EVERYWHERE. She turned around at sat on my wife’s lap facing away from her. My wife ran her hands down lacy’s sides to her hips, stopping short of going anywhere “inappropriate”. Lacy grabbed her hands and moved them up to her tits and started rubbing herself with my wife’s hands. I was about to burst in my pants watching it all… this carried on for about five songs before Lacy suggested we should move to the vip area for more privacy. I knew it was going to be expensive, but I was way too turned on to care. I looked at My wife, she nodded and off we went.

When we got back to the vip area I found out it was a little different than up front. It wasn’t a “pay as you go” situation, but we had to purchase an allotment of time up front. We could do 30 mins, an hour, or more by hour increments. While I tried to negotiate with the guy at the door, Lacy and my wife were cuddled up together on a couch, chit chatting and looking at me and giggling. My wife gave me a look that told me to quit negotiating so I quickly paid for half an hour and joined them on the couch.

The first song came on and Lacy’s top came off as she sat down on my lap and told me that my wife wanted me to have the first dance. I was still sporting a chub from watching the lap dance and Lacy quickly got me hard as a rock again. She could see my bulge extending down my thigh and she started rubbing it over my jeans telling me how big it was. (I’m not naive, I fully realize that they would say this even if I had a 3 inch cock). I’m not some porn star with a giant dick, but I’m also not small. It doesn’t get old hearing a woman compliment my size, even considering the source! The hottest part of all of this was that my wife watching me basically get an over-the-pants hand job, and she was enjoying it!

My wife asked if I was having a good time, I nodded and smiled at her. She reached towards Lacy’s hand and said she could tell… now they were both rubbing me and I was just trying not to be overwhelmed by the whole situation.

Lacy looked at me and said she was going to start giving my wife some more attention, which I agreed to quickly. I liked watching that even more than i was enjoying my own lap dance. This was about to escalate to a place I couldn’t have imagined before hand… Lacy slid over on to my wife and straddled her as they faced each other. Lacy pulled my wife’s into her chest, i thought I saw my wife’s tongue run over her nipple, but thought I had to be seeing things… that couldn’t be possible, could it?! Lacy’s hand ran down to my wife’s leather pants over her crotch and started rubbing. They were now cheek to cheek facing me, my wife quietly moaning, Lacy giving me the dirtiest look…

They turned to face each other, their faces only inches apart, my wife looking up longingly. Lacy’s hand was still rubbing over my wife’s pussy as she asked if she wanted to go further… my wife nodded and Lacy kissed her lightly on the lips. Her hand moved up the back of my wife’s shirt and expertly undid her bra. She pulled her top down exposing her small, perky tits (she’s had them done since this story) and grabbed them both. I started stroking myself over my pants, I think it was just instinctive at that point. I couldn’t believe what I was watching, but it was only getting started.

They kissed again, this time a little deeper, with Lacy’s tongue darting across my wife’s lips as they gently pulled away from each other.

“keep going,” Lacy asked?

My wife looked at me and nodded again. She was enjoying this just as much as I was!

Lacy still had her left hand fondling my wife’s right breast as her right hand slid back down towards my wife’s waist. She deftly undid my wife’s button and zipper revealing a lacy (pardon the accidental pun) red thong. Lacy’s hand slid down between my wife’s pants and thong so now there was only a thin layer of fabric separating them, and started working her clit. My wife’s eyes shot wide open and she let out another moan. Lacy had both of us on the verge of cumming in our pants.

At this point I think they both completely forgot I was in the room. I was hornier than I’ve ever been in my life and my cock being locked up in my pants was no longer an option. I nervously looked around and saw no one within eyeshot and pulled out my dick and started stroking. I was sure I wasn’t supposed to but I didn’t give one single fuck. My wife, who, outside of making out with a friend or two in college, had NEVER had an experience with another woman, was on the verge of an orgasm right in front of me.

Lacy noticed what I was doing first. She looked over at me, I got embarrassed and started to put it away but she smiled and nodded. Basically giving me the ok to keep going. Then she leaned down and whispered to my wife, “look what we’re doing to him.”

She looked up at me like she legitimately forgot I was there! But then she motioned for me to come closer. The look in her eyes was a familiar one, she was about to cum. I scooted up next to her as her focus returned to Lacy, who was still vigorously working her clit from outside her panties. My wife reached over and grabbed my cock and started to stroke, about 30 seconds later she had a powerful orgasm. Her moans along with her hand sent me over the edge and I blew a load all over my jeans and the floor while Lacy looked on smiling, obviously very proud of herself.

Our time in the VIP area was over and worth every penny. Lacy even asked us if we wanted her to accompany us back to the hotel, I left that up to my wife who politely (and expectedly) declined. She said she was ready to get me back to the hotel alone. Lacy understood, I tipped her, and just like that she was gone. We cleaned ourselves up, got dressed, called and uber, went straight back to the hotel and had passionate sex until we both passed out from combination of exhaustion and alcohol.

If you made it to the end, I hope you enjoyed it. I know I enjoyed telling it… bc now I’m rock hard again.

Off to find the wife!!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n50vfe/how_date_night_with_my_shy_wife_ended_up_in_the