The club!

It was toward the end of our marriage, perhaps a month maybe two left at the most! Of course I didn’t know this at the time, but it didn’t hinder our good time that night.

I don’t know how we came upon the decision, but to a man in his twenties it seemed like a fantastic idea. It could have been we were just worse off then we imagined or maybe she was feeling guilty for having been cheating on me. I didn’t find that out until after our last crazy night out at a Philadelphia strip club.

The strip club is located a short drive from the sports venue stadiums. I had been there in the past with some friends and such, and it’s generally a good time. It’s a full nude sports bar. It’s not the best one In town but probably one level lower than a hustler club. It was mid summer and me and my wife had decided to go to this club, she wasn’t ever a fan of me going but she seemed warm to the idea this time.

It felt like we arrived in the ghetto even though it’s actually not a bad part of town, however in a country boy at heart so everywhere but home seems that to me. We stepped out of the car around 930 pm ready to have some fun, how much fun was unforeseen at this moment.

As we entered we were greeted by the bouncers taking the cover charge fee at the door. As we got into the club my wife’s jaw dropped. Like it went from normal expression with a hint of smile, to what the fuck are we doing here wide open. I realized I was more concerned with my wife’s reaction as any good husband would be more so then the environment. She was looking straight ahead at a stripper standing with her legs spread bent over at the waist, ass in the air stretching her arms out to hold the stripper pole with her butthole and vagina staring right back at my wife. It was amazing! I loved every second of her reaction.

We took a seat near the end of the stage to give us both a few minutes to take it all in and relax from the drive. I ordered a corona to start my night and she ordered some concoction of a shot that came in a test tube shaped glass. It seemed as if this night was going to be legendary!

It wasn’t long maybe 20 minutes had passed she had consumed two shots of this green liquid out of a test tube. “I know she’s a light weight” I thought to myself as I watched her sway a little to much already. “I know those drinks can’t be that strong.” Or I could be wrong who knows. I stood up and walked behind her so I could still be close but be prepared to catch her if she went down off the stool. Some recaps from the Phillies game was playing on several televisions, Some golf highlights on others. We continued to sip drinks and converse about the woman, football, and other trivial things. Tonight was going on without a hitch. ! Now I’m not sure if you know this or not but when you take a female to a strip club with you, you receive all the attention. From customers, baristas, and even the strippers.. ALL OF IT!

She had done her makeup and looked amazing! She was wearing a skin tight skirt that barely covered her ass cheeks and continually needed to be adjusted! As one patron came up to me and pointed out by saying “Is this your wife?” “Yes!”I responded proudly. “Lucky you!” He said reassuringly. He was right I did feel lucky even though I became curious as to why he had to come tell me that. At that moment I looked down and realized her skirt was all but all the way up completely exposing as much as any stripper in here. The patron smiled knowingly at me as I rolled my eyes and helped her to her feet to fix the skirt. She stumbled as she stood! Confused as to why she’s so drunk only after a few drinks I asked “are you ok? Did you take something?” I expected the “no” answer I received, but I also know she took Xanax sometimes for her anxiety so I wasn’t sure. Since she was standing she was very adamant about conversing with an actual stripper.

We found one that was very appealing to both me and my wife. We kept occupied for another minute watching the stage waiting for this stripper to finish with the patron she was flirting with and casually walked up and introduced ourselves to her. She said “heyyy I’m Tory!” And asked if “we had been enjoying ourselves.”We responded in unison in the affirmative and the conversation carried on. Tory told us how she was an aspiring playboy bunny, which was hard for me to believe but could be plausible. She was hot I just don’t know about playboy bunny hot. Tory explained lap dances to my wife in great detail and was interested in giving her one. My wife consented and as I stood out there watching this incredible event transpire I realized it was going to be an anything goes kind of Night!

Twenty dollars and twenty minutes of ass grinding and shaking later they came out of the hallway where the dances take place discussing the possibility of a private room. It could have been all the excitement, it could have had some darker meaning, it could have just been me being young and horny and consumed by some alcohol, but I consented and figured out what this back room was all about. From what I gathered it’s a private room other than the fact that a bouncer will be outside in a lobby like area watching the room on a security camera. Apparently for the low sum of 250 dollars you can get an hour in a private room with the stripper if you choice! Of course Tory was it, and you get you’re own private showing. Sounds great except for the fact there’s no touching the stripper and you’re being watched. Regardless we walked up to the bouncer who watches the “private” rooms and he explained the rules once more, only adding that me and my wife “can do whatever we want to each other but can’t touch the stripper” for good measure he said “here’s the condoms if you’d like to buy one.” Now this made it way better, we had a good sex life so it wasn’t an issue but any added stimulation was a plus in my book. I’d get to have sex with my wife while watching a stripper dance. Sounds good to me! We walked in the room, as Tory undressed I noticed her and I also noticed the 3 cameras that would be watching us. The nervousness didn’t last long. My wife pulled at her skirt from the bottom exposing her bottom and from the top exposing her breasts as she laid down on the huge sofa! I guess this was the cue to begin because Tory started to dance and it didn’t take but seconds to start getting my money’s worth. She stated that now we’re back there we could indeed touch just not to the point of penetration! She grabbed my hand and placed it right on her chest, I looked at my wife and she smiled and grabbed my cock and told me to put it inside her. I did as I was told and it just added to the ecstasy of the moment. It felt amazing. My wife seemed to be enjoying it maybe a little too much because she reached out and pulled Tory a little closer by grabbing her ass. As she got closer to my wife’s face her left leg extended and went right over top of my wife’s face landing in a way that she had landed with her pussy straddling my wife’s face. I couldn’t take it anymore, this is insane it was so hot! I decided it was time to take it to the next level and pulled out of my wife’s vagina and slipped my cock right into her asshole. We have done it before plenty of times so it wasn’t unusual, this just made her go harder and harder at licking Tory’s pussy! This caused Tory to get more worked up and she leaned in to kiss me. We interlocked tongues like it was our destiny. So now me standing up fucking my wife in the ass as she lay there. While she ate pussy for what I thought was the first Time of the woman who was grabbing the back of my head kissing me. My wife screamed in ecstasy “fuck my ass” to which I replied “I already am” it kind of made me feel inadequate at the moment, but I had better things to worry about. I came so hard and so fast I damn near collapsed when I finished.

Tory gave us her number, I guess she felt we were a lot of fun. She said “get up with me we can meet at my house soon where anything can go”. It seems she’d be making more money that way which i would imagine is prostitution, but I didn’t care. I happily took that number and got dressed and we left!

On the way home my wife’s attitude flipped. She kept telling me to “pull over” she wanted to get out and she “wanted a divorce.” What the fuck to me right? Well I didn’t pull over and we didn’t get a divorce right away. The next morning she was clueless as to what happened the previous night. I had to explain every thing from our perverse night and I could see she enjoyed some and cringes at other things. Overall she was disappointed she couldn’t remember. A couple of months later I found out she had been cheating on me which probably explained most of her actions from that night.

True story!