[Erotictimes]

Originally posted in "unexpected incredible sexual experiences"

I was in my mid 40's and we were on the way home from dinner - celebrating my birthday. D suggested out of the blue we should stop in and have a beer at the local strip club if I was up for it. We had never discussed the idea at all, this was a complete spontaneous surprise. Of course I was game, so in no time we were sitting along the catwalk placing dollars and sipping cocktails. I definitely enjoyed watching the wife interact with the girls far more than tucking bills myself. She was enjoying the environment as much as I. After a few drinks we were approached for a private dance out back, and everything seemed good so off we went.

The dancers on stage at this club were often entirely nude by the end of a routine, however private dances required a minimum of a thong. Back in a dark corner of the back room my wife and I were sitting on a couch with a girl nearly half my age straddling me in only a thong. I was completely dressed of course, and patrons touching the dancer was supposed to be "limited" so I remained well behaved not wanting to attract the attention of the management or cross that invisible line with D. She danced and ground away on my lap, running her hands up and down my arms, across my torso, and around my back. I expected D may become a little jealous at some point, but I honestly had no idea where that line may be. I was watching D very carefully of course, and much to my surprise she was actually getting really worked up. D asked me if I was enjoying my birthday as her hands moved to me for a few moments, then her attention shifted to the dancer on my lap. From next to me on the couch, D leaned in and ran her hands softly and methodically over just about every inch of our nearly naked friend. I was amazed, loving this and soaking in every visual memory I could bank.

When the song ended I gave our dancer her $20, and suggested that D have a turn since she seemed to be enjoying herself so much. As the next song began the dancer straddled D the same way she had me, and their time together started out with an extended french kiss. Wow! D then took off her shirt and bra, now only in a pair of tight jeans with the dancer on her lap. The girls continued to pet each other top to bottom, tasting each others nipples and kissing a few more times. For a couple brief moments D's fingers slipped inside the dancer's thong, which she allowed for just a few seconds each time before gently tugging her wrist away. They continued halfway into the next song before a bouncer came over to nicely remind them that no touching was allowed. I think I gave the dancer $50 for her time and bought her a drink as we returned to the main room.

There was a little bit of discussion between D and the dancer privately and between D and I about where things could end up that evening after closing time, but alas it was not meant to be. We had never talked about something like we just experienced, let alone a threesome. Deep inside we were both definitely apprehensive about crossing those lines at that time in our lives. To this day I am amazed that the evening went the way it did, best birthday present ever from the wife!