After months of talking, I finally convinced my wife Christine, to go out dancing with me and to dress sexy. Christine loves to dance country but always wears conservative outfits. That means long heavy skirts and loose, full blouses. She stands 5'3" tall and has a fantastic body.

This Friday night will be different. She promised to wear a shear pink silk blouse with matching teddy and a short country style dancing skirt. Christine has beautiful long legs and this outfit would really show them off. On Friday night I wasn't disappointed. Christine looked super from her cowgirl boots to her long auburn hair. She was all legs. When she twirled around the skirt sailed up and I saw her sexy pink panties. I couldn't wait to show off Christine and her new "look".

On the way to the dance we stopped for gas and Christine used the ladies room. After a short while Christine hadn't returned so I went looking for her. Around the back of the station were the bathrooms and that's where I found her surrounded by a group of bikers. They were teasing her pretty bad and touching her all over, asking for kisses and some of them trying to peak under her short skirt. As soon as I yelled they backed off and Christine ran back to the car. As we were driving away I asked if she was alright and if they had hurt her. Christine said I got there just in time and she was fine. I did notice her looking at the floor board and blushing red.

At the dance hall, Christine immediately ordered a drink and washed it down quickly. For the first hour every thing seemed all right except Christine would only dance the slow numbers. She had two more drinks. In country dancing there's lot of fun action and I found myself sitting most of these dances out. Finally I insisted on dancing and practically dragged Christine on the dance floor. I was having a good time when I gave Christine a quick twirl and got the shock of my life. As her skirt twirled high around her waist, there were no pink panties, just naked ass cheeks and a light patch of her pubic hair. Needless to say we immediately sat down but not until several couples gave my wife a standing ovation.

After another rum and coke, Christine explained what happened to her panties. Back at the gas station she had to squeeze through the bikers to get to the ladies room because the bikers wouldn't move. By the time she reached the door numerous hands had grabbed her ass and several of the guys had kissed her. They blocked the door as she begged them to move aside. Her need was very urgent. The leader of the group told her to take a leak right there on the ground. Somebody said she might soil her panties and quickly reached under her skirt and ripped them off.

Christine told me she was frightened but at the same time very excited. The leader shouted at her to "Piss Hard Lady" and she squatted down and let go. All the guys were laughing hard as she urinated a long stream that seemed to go on forever. As she finished one of the men held up the front of her skirt and dragged his large dirty hand roughly between her legs to wipe her. He then licked a few drops of urine from the back of his hand. She stood up and a moment later was when I stepped around the corner. After that story, I ordered myself a drink. I needed it.