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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

My wife called me into our bedroom and asked

True story from some exciting times in my life!

My wife called me into the bedroom and asked "How do I look"?

She was wearing black patent heels, black stockings, and a lacy suspender belt. On top she had on one of my white shirts. The hem came to just below her stocking tops and she had enough buttons undone to show a generous amount of cleavage. Her hair was tied up exposing her neck which she loves having kissed and when she turned away from me and bent forward the shirt rode up exposing her stocking tops and ass and I noted that she was not wearing knickers. She looked stunning and walking over to me smiled took off her wedding ring and put it in my hand, a symbolic as if to say ' tonight I'm not your wife' . Then putting on a long coat she left for the evening.

On arriving at her boyfriends she kept her coat on and walked into his kitchen. Placing a chair in the middle of the room she instructed him to strip off and sit down. She told him that tonight she was going to give him a lap dance and the rules were looking but no touching. He stripped naked and dutifully sat on the chair and waited whilst she slipped off her coat and turned away from him bending forwards giving him the same view she gave me at home, her lovely round arse stuck up in the air beautifully framed by her stocking tops and suspender belt. When she turned back towards him he was stroking his already hard cock and hands on hips she said "no touching includes yourself" and removing his hand started gently stroking it herself and to get him really fired up began flicking the end of it with the tip of her tongue. Standing back and removing her top and bra she gave him his lap dance, nice and slow, wiggling her arse at him and slapping it, sticking her tits inches from his face, inviting him to have a feel and then stepping back when he went to touch her. All the time he was groaning that it wasn't fair and the final straw came when she slid a finger between her legs and told him how wet she was. He suddenly leapt up from the chair, grabbed her hands and with her protesting and trying to get away from him, dragged her to his bedroom.................