I am Jessica's husband Tony. We have been married for just over ten years. I work as an engineer in aerospace. No I am not a rocket scientist. I design airframe components for fighter jets. My job requires me to go out on site at times to test gear installed on jets that are still secret-classified.
Jessica is a research specialist for a stock brokerage company. She sometimes has to travel in order to investigate company's books and operations. She has been on trips for up to one week doing her research. Jess, as I lovingly call her, travels quite a bit more than I do.
We have always trusted each other without question. I have had a few times when a beautiful woman has 'come-on' to me. I have never strayed. Not to say that it was a breeze to turn down a very good looking woman coming on to me. I usually would think about Jess and tend to calm down before I did something stupid.
Jessica is a well-built lady. Her body is tight and firm. She has wonderful blonde hair that cascades around her shoulders as she walks. Her ass was the first thing that caught my attention when we first met. She has one of those proverbial 'bubble' butts. Her breasts, well lets just say she is top heavy in a very well proportioned way.
Jess has always had that certain something that drives men wild. Her attitude and smile usually cause men who are not familiar with her to stutter or forget what they are saying. It has helped her in her job, since most of the corporate boys think she isn't smart because she is so well built and blonde. She is actually very sharp and intelligent.
When we first met it was at a beach party. She was facing away from me talking to a couple of people. Her bikini left very little to the imagination. I walked up as she was telling a joke about engineers. I had stopped to talk to a friend and he was taking me to introduce me to her.
I noticed her butt first simply because her thong bottoms showed it all quite well. My friend let her finish her engineer joke and as everyone laughed he stepped in to talk to her.
"Jessica, my friend Tony is here and I want you to meet him. He is the one I was telling you about, you know, the 'ENGINEER'." My friend, Bill, was laughing as he said that.
Jessica turned around and was blushing red as a single red rose among a sea of white carnations. Her joke had been very derogatory towards engineers, and even though I had heard it before I still found it amusing.
"I am so sorry! I didn't mean to imply that all engineers are like that one. I mean, you look like a nice intelligent... I mean geez, are you really an engineer? God! This is so embarrassing! Please forgive me, I had no idea!"
I let her stumble a bit and then just as I was going to let her off the hook, Bill stepped back into the conversation.
"Tony is a rocket scientist. WHOO HOO! Rocket scientist's can't understand jokes at all didn't you know that?"
Now everyone was laughing hard. Bill had a way of speaking that makes almost everything he says in 'that' way hilarious. In this case he had the whole party rolling on the floor. More due to his gestures and faces as he 'excused' Jessica.
We finally started to talk and soon we were alone in the crowd talking to each other. To say that we hit it off would have been very mild. We started to date very soon after that party and within two years we were married.
When we go out for a night on the town Jess will usually dress up in a sexy, tight dress that shows off her body and its assets. I will get looks of jealousy and envy while we dance or sit at a bar table talking. Men often hit on her, asking for a dance and sometimes Jess will dance with them. More often than not we dance with each other only.
The whole thing started with a trip that I had to take. Jess was going to be out investigating a company for that week also. She wasn't sure what city she would have to go to getting certain information because they had offices all over the country. She was sure that it would be one of those pain-in-the-ass trips dealing with some of the men she would have to see.
I left and was going to be gone for a week. I kissed Jess goodbye at the airport as she left to go to her flight and I left to catch mine. We promised to meet in one week at our favorite restaurant.
When I got to my destination I discovered the problem and had it fixed on the first day. I had to stay and train some technicians on how to locate and detect the problem. My contact person was always pushing me to go out each night and have a few. I finally relented and on a Thursday night we went to a club he knew of. It had 'special' entertainment, provided by amateurs who signed up when they came in.
I was not able to get a hold of Jessica on her cell phone and figured that she had it turned off because she was in a meeting or something. I met Jim (my contact) and we went to the club. It was basically a strip club that used 'amateur night' as it's main draw. It was 'amateur' night every night.
We found a good table in the corner of the club where it was quieter and a little darker than the rest of the place. We had a few drinks and watched some local girls dance. They weren't too bad and I was impressed with the talent showing it off.
I noticed that some of the girls would do table dances from time to time and seemed to go a quite a bit farther than most clubs would allow. I saw one girl sit right on the lap of a guy and rub her pussy around on his cock while he fondled her tits and pussy. The bouncers just looked the other way while this was going on. I had never seen a strip club allow touching like this.
Jim was getting fired up and soon a couple of his friends came in and sat with us. I never got their names but it was apparent that Jim and his friends were 'regulars' at this club. They had seen some wild stuff go on there and were very vocal about what they had done with some girls in the past and how it happened all of the time.
I could believe it after seeing another girl do a lap dance right across from us and she allowed the man getting the dance to actually finger her pussy with three fingers. He was stroking them in and out of her as deep as he could get them and she was moaning as he finger fucked her to an orgasm.
I mentioned how I couldn't believe that the owners of the club could get away with all of the stuff I was hearing about and seeing happen right in front of me.
"Man, these guys will let you gangbang a chick right here on this table if she wants it. The only time they stop anything is if the girl says no and the men don't stop. Then the bouncers step in and it gets stopped rather quickly."
"Yeah, one night a gal came in from another town. She was blonde and built like a brick shithouse. She had all the men worked up and turned on. She did a lap dance on one guy and he was grabbing and fingering her. She let him go and he finally got his cock out and was rubbing it on her pussy lips when she changed her mind. The bouncers stopped him immediately and hustled him out when he got uppity about it."
"Oh yeah, I remember that! One of the other dancers pulled a train that night and really loved all of the cock she got. That blonde chick slipped out after they ran off the goon who wouldn't take no for an answer. If he would have backed off I'll bet that she would have changed her mind. She was one hot babe and she was turned on up until he went a little too fast. Timing is everything with these girls. Take it easy and they won't get afraid of being hurt and you can get them to do anything. Once the fucking starts they really get going."
I was shocked. I couldn't believe that the owners would allow gangbangs and stuff like that. I guess they were left alone by the cops who were too busy doing other things to be bothered with small time crimes. As long as nobody complained they were allowed to run it as they saw fit.
Jim decided to get me a table dance, but how he did it was sneaky. He got up and went to the bathroom. While he was gone he talked to a little brunette and had her give me the dance. All I knew was that this naked girl came over to our table and asked who Tony was. As soon as she knew that she was in my lap and rubbing all over me. Her pussy was wet, since I could feel her juices getting my pants wet.
The other guy's at the table were cheering her on and making crude comments.
"Hey babe, give him the works. He hasn't been laid in a week. He needs it really bad."
"Yeah, get his cock hard and I will give you a twenty."
"Hell, get his cock off and I'll give you a fifty."
I was getting upset. I had never had a lap dance in my life and had no interest in getting one and they were trying to get her to fuck me as I sat there. I finally found my tongue and started to talk to her to get her to stop.
"Don't listen to them, I really don't want this dance thing. You are a nice looking girl and if I wasn't married I wouldn't mind, but I can't do this or let you do this. Please stop."
She looked at me in disbelief. The guys sitting with me got quiet and just stared at me. They could not bring themselves to believe that I would turn her down. I am sure they thought I was gay or something at that point.
She looked over at them and shrugged her shoulders.
"He's hard, does that count? I mean, I got him harder that a diamond here. He just doesn't want to cheat on his wife. What do you say guys?"
"Un-fucking-believable. He doesn't want to cheat on his wife? You sitting on his lap rubbing all over his cock and he doesn't want to cheat on his wife? Un-fucking-believable."
Jim got back to the table right at that point. He was listening and he just smiled and shook his head.
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