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Who Says Marriage Is Dull

... went back to the room. Rachel was in the bathroom when I got back to our suite. I changed my clothes and called out to her. &#034Are you about ready, babe?&#034 Just then Rachel walked out of the bathroom. She looked stunning. She was wearing a dress that I hadn't seen before. It was red in the middle and black on the sides. The dress was cut an inch or two above her knee and it had large black buttons up the front to just below her breasts. The dress opened enough to show some cleavage but not enough for her breasts to fall out. It was fitted and showed off her curves. It was sexy yet elegant. It looked expensive. Her black stockings and high-heeled leather pumps complemented the ensemble perfectly. Her dark hair was fuller than she usually wore it and her makeup, which was usually understated, was done heavily, but not overdone. Her lipstick was a deep red that matched the color of her dress. Her blue-green eyes sparkled just like her crystal earrings. She looked as if she had stepped out of a magazine and I was completely bedazzled. As Rachel and I walked through the casino to the limo I had reserved, men's heads turned to look at her. Even the veteran husbands who'd long ago learned to just move their eyes to avoid the wife's wrath were craning their necks. Some women couldn't help themselves either and openly gawked. Rachel's self-confidence showed in her stride. It was extremely appealing and I couldn't help glancing at her myself. Rachel and I had drinks in the limo ...

... as we rode down Las Vegas Boulevard to our destination. It wasn't far, but Friday night traffic on the Strip kept us at a crawl and Rachel refilled her glass more than once. She rubbed my crotch with her free hand and got me all worked up before we got to the club. I had to keep my wits about me and not walk into the place with a hard-on. The limo pulled into the parking lot of the strip club. Finally, the moment had arrived. We walked into the vestibule and up to the ticket booth where I paid our cover charge. The host was waiting to take our tickets. He sat us at a table near the stage where the view was superb. We received a few curious looks from several guys; it appears we were the only &#034couple&#034 in the place. The Friday night crowd was in and the place was nearly full. A cocktail waitress came to take our drink order as we watched a gorgeous blonde with gargantuan tits swinging around the pole on the stage. Our drinks arrived and Rachel greedily drank her first one down and immediately ordered another. Rachel leaned over to me and asked, &#034What do I do to get a lap dance?&#034 &#034You just tip the cocktail waitress and tell her who you'd like to have a dance from. Pick who you'd like from the performers and when she comes over you pay her for the dance.&#034 We continued watching the show. Several dancers later, a hot brunette came on the stage and started doing her routine. She wore an outfit that was covered in rhinestones. She removed her top revealing ...