Simon Golthauer: My wife strips for my boss, Kartoniert / Broschiert

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It was one of those nights where my wife and I went to happy hour in the afternoon. By 8 p. m. we were pretty tipsy. We were on our way back home and took a detour to avoid the traffic. There was a strip connection along the detour. My wife egged me on about going to the strip joint, thinking it would be adventurous for both of us. I always complained about me and her being perverts and doing wild things. She wanted to prove that she wasn't a prude. She felt tipsy and it helped her open up. So I found parking easy and we both went inside.

When we got there we discovered that it was "Amateur Night" meaning they had night for regular girls to strut their stuff. They could also make money if the boys offered it. There was also a competition for the amateur girls and first place would win $250. It was ten dollars to get in and I jokingly asked my wife if she wanted it too. She looked at me slyly and said no. We sat away from the crowd and the stage; we had our own love places.

We had a few more drinks and watched the action on stage. There were about 6 professional strippers, they were different types; black, Asian and Hispanic. My wife asked if they were hot and I replied, "They're not bad" with a smile. She gasped at my answer but continued to watch the girls. My wife likes girls' butts, she loves them nice and curvy. She was busy watching one particular girl, a Spanish girl who seemed to identify her as Puerto Rican. Nice and big tanned ass, it was oiled. Her tits were a B cup, but round and firm. She had a pretty face that suited her and her hair also had highlights. I stared at her next to my girl.