Quickie (Club)
I convinced my wife to go with me to a strip club. With a bit of work I also convinced her the club had a dress policy for women, that they were all required to dress is slutty or revealing outfits of they wouldn’t be allowed in. So my wife wore a short skirt, see through blouse sans bra, lacy thong, stockings, and killer heels.
Even though she sat next to me at the club she received plenty of attention from the other men. A few of them even tipped her, and though she tried to politely refuse it was too noisy for the men to really understand what she was saying. They’d stare at her tits, she’d try to explain she wasn’t a stripper, and I watched while getting hard.