My Wife or a Whore 1 - Sex Stories

My Wife or a Whore 1

... show!"

Nancy finished her routine with a few high kicks and a deep bow.

"Let's hear it for Nancy!" the emcee yelled into his microphone. When the shouting and whistling died down, he said it was time for the audience to judge the dancers. Each came to the stage clad only in her G-string and shoes as her name was called. Nancy was the sixth and last one. She still wore her leather cap. The crowd jumped to its feet when she came out. She was the clear favorite. Her prize was a check for five hundred dollars.

Suddenly I heard my name being spoken on the loudspeakers. "Will Jim Howard please stand up?" In shock, I stood up. "Gentlemen, this lucky guy is Nancy's husband. Unlike you he gets to take her home tonight. Today is his birthday. He's a double winner tonight to have such a beautiful and talented wife in addition to celebrating his birthday." A raucous cheer went up from the crowd. "Nancy," the emcee continued, "will you lead us in singing Happy Birthday to Jim?" Another cheer went up as she stepped forward with a microphone in her hand and knelt before me. All I could hear was her sweet alto voice singing to me as she looked lovingly into my eyes. The audience had joined in, but I was unaware of their participation. Her huge boobs were right in front of my face, but all I could see was the love in her eyes. As the song ended, she bent over, placed a hand on the back of my head, and gave me a deep kiss. I caressed her nipple with the palm of my hand as the mob ...

... cheered us.

When the stage curtain closed, two-thirds of the crowd left. I turned to ask the guy next to me to explain his remarks about "personal" thanks from Nancy, but he was gone.

The staff had cleared most of the glasses and beer bottles from the tables when Nancy sat down beside me dressed as she had been when we came in. "How did you like my dancing?" she asked.

"I couldn't believe it," I said. "I'm afraid to ask what's next."

"Next we go home," she said.

"What did the emcee mean by 'welcome back'? Have you done this before?"

"Sure. I need something to do when you're gone. I'm not into knitting, as you know?"

"Is this your idea of a hobby?"

"I'll admit it is a little unusual, but yes it is. I love dancing. You know I had dance lessons when I was a little girl. This seemed like a good way to apply what I had learned. I didn't do too well the first few times, but I've been winning a lot lately. This brings me up to four thousand dollars in prize money so far this year."

"If you wanted something to do, why didn't you get a regular job? You could make more as a salesclerk."

"It wouldn't be as much fun. Besides, I have to be near the phone in case you get calls when you're out of town."

"But displaying your body to a mob like this?"

"What's wrong with my body?"

"Nothing. It's just...."

"You think you own it. You think it's not proper for others to see it."

"It isn't."

"I saw you gawk at the waitress when we came in. I thought I'd ...