Wife’s Birthday Job Interview

Wife’s Birthday Job InterviewIt was winter, February on Long Island, my birthday coincides with the President’s Day long weekend so we got a babysitter, our son was 4 months old at the time, we hadn’t been out, the wife looked incredible all the baby weight and then some was gone from the stress and she wanted to go out and celebrate us. Our first stop was a local Inn for a late Sunday evening dinner and drinks. I wore my usual jeans ,boots etc. The wife, well she was wearing black leggings over a sheer lace lilac g-string,come fuck me pumps, a matching camisole ,that disappeared somewhere between this and our next stop. She wore a short jacket over this. We started with cocktails hers was essentially a big glass of gin passed off as a martini. After 3 of these and a light dinner I asked what she would like to do next. Sge suggested we take a ride down Sunrise and scope out the strip clubs. So off we went. bursa escort The only one remotely interesting was one we had been to before for happy hours etc. So we slid in at the far end of the bar and the wife had another martini. As I’m talking to the manager whom I’d gotten to know I feel the wife take my hand and thinking she wants to hold hands I pay no mind. Next thing I feel is her wet pussy under my hand. It was dark at our end of the bar but we were also right opposite the door. I looked around and she had her leggings down around her thighs, grinning and grinding on my hand. The manager glanced over and made a joke about all ladies keeping clothed when not on stage. So as she took turns teasing me and the boss, we played along until he had to do something. So we’re sitting there watching the girls onstage. (This goes back to a wonderful time when a loophole in the law allowed full nude stripping bursa escort bayan in Suffolk clubs.)As the boss comes back she says, ” you know I always wanted to try that”. (It was probably one of the few things left that she hadn’t, but I digress.). After a while the barmaid fixes us up and asks me where the wife worked. I brilliantly said she just became a mom, why? The answer launched a second career, she said, she looks great and the girls love her and so did all the other customers in the bar. Apparently she just started dancing near the juke and the stage. The girl onstage asked her if she’d like to come up and dance with her. Within one song they were both baby butt naked and doing things on the floor of the stage that I didn’t know the wife knew how to do, I’m talking exotic dance moves here, nothing else she does surprises me, trust me. Any way before the next dancer’s set the boss asked escort bursa me if she’d be interested in working weeknights there as a barmaid/fill in dancer. She came over wearing a t-shirt and her come fuck me pumps and smilingly accepted the offer. She then went into the back office for her “photo shots”for her “portfolio” as well as a short video of her blowing the boss. All the girls at this club went thru it, they called it well-cum to the club. So the wife followed up with two more sets that night, displaying more pink than Elton John’s WC, having the time of her life.As she stood at the bar trying to see if she had all of the clothes she came in with and how much she had to put on to make it out to the car, one of the other dancer’s came over with a wad of cash in her hand and said, “Honey, we don’t give everybody that much for free ever! These are yours, you left them on the stage.” The wife wound up stripping there for over 18months. That first accidental audition night she made $400.00 and change. Oh and she blew me and two other guys in the parking lot after because she was still so turned on. What a great birthday!