Tag: Fantasy

Wow, she looks hot! My wife. She looks voluptuous and beautiful in her new black dress. The deep plunge accentuating her cleavage, the flare around her hips hinting at just how shapely her ass is underneath. What a sight. That long flowing hair perfectly framing her beauty. Not only is this lovely lady my wife, but we are heading to a gentleman’s club at her request! We’re away from our closed minded home area and are ready to let loose a little, enjoy the pleasures of the big city and warm weather. Since we had such a good experience at a particular club the year before, we were hoping our luck would hold out for another visit.
We step out of the taxi into the warm evening, we’ve made it early enough the crowd is sparse and the bartenders aren’t too busy. With a wad of ones and lust not so thinly veiled behind our eyes, we find a couch to make ourselves comfortable on and enjoy the dancers.
The floor show provides a wide variety of ladies, some noteworthy and worth tipping. Either their beauty, their body, or the unbridled enthusiasm and athleticism makes them stand out. Unfortunately not all who visit the club are gentlemanly, but we were in luck that a dancer came our way just as Mr Creeper settled into the table next to us. We went back into the lap dance area for a private show. The girl was enthusiastic and attractive, but had underpaid for an overinflated set of boobs that were a bit more like glass snow globes than soft voluptuous breasts. We had a great dance with her and went back out to find seats sans creeper.
We enjoyed the floor show and another private dance, then we saw her. She came out for her floor show bursting with enthusiasm erotic energy! A beautiful dancer who was enjoying the art of seduction, not just grinding it out for a $1. Her stage name was Kimberly. She was lithe and blonde, not at all my wife’s “curvy type”. That didn’t deter her beauty and energy from drawing my wife to the stage to tip and compliment her. My wife came back a bit flushed and visibly excited. Then she was gone, working in the VIP section. We weren’t sure she’d be coming back to the main stage.
It must have been an hour of waiting and watching the floor show before Kimberly came back to the main stage. She spotted my wife right away and asked her to wait until she was done with her stage dance so they could have a private dance.
Kimberly danced through her songs, then whisked us into the private dance booths. I’m glad this happened later in the evening as it gave my wife a chance to relax and come to terms with why she wanted to be there and what she wanted from the experience.
The first song, Kimberly was seductive and sexy and getting us hooked. She had no qualms about opening the front of my wife’s dress and playing with her 36D’s or spreading her legs to allow easy access. As the first song wound down, Kimberly could see the desire in my wife’s eyes for a woman’s touch and the flush of her skin. So could I and promptly paid for three more songs before anything spoiled the mood. Kimberly asked permission to slide my wife’s panties aside and put her fingers in just the right spots to illicit a moan and writhe from my wife. Our private entertainer then moved aside her own panties to show us her prominent, swollen clit making both of our mouths water with desire wishing we could tongue it in turns to an explosive orgasm! She continued to stroke my wife’s pussy and clit at just the right speed and pressure to let her ride the edge of release for what seemed like a whole song before Kimberly pushed her crashing over the edge into a rock her world orgasm. Her first by the hand of another woman! My wife was completely flushed and breathing raggedly as her pleasure and the dance wound down. Wow, what a powerful spectacle to behold, to see my wife’s orgasm consume her! It was such a great reward for keeping my hands to myself and not trying to get my own jollies in during the dance. I knew mine would come later. Kimberly stayed and talked with us while my wife recollected her wits and her dress. Our dancer was gently trying to nudge us towards the next plateau of fantasy when she started discussing how hot threesomes can be and the different positions that allow all involved to give and receive pleasure. Neither one of us were ready to take that step, so we bid Kimberly goodnight with a generous tip and friendly hugs all around.
It took another 20 minutes watching the floor show for the surrealism to subside and be ready to call a cab back to our hotel. The rest of the night and next day was a whirlwind of primal fucking and orgasms even if I couldn’t bring the sapphic touch, I channeled my inner lesbian when going down on her and did my best to slake her desire.
That is the story of the night my wife got her dessert first and mine came second.