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The club was ladies only, and I began a conversation with the door man, who turned out to be a nice guy. He allowed me to hang out at the door, chat with some of the bouncers, had drinks brought out. After one hour, I was allowed to go inside and check on the progress of the party.

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The girls were having a blast. The bride to be was being screwed hard on the table of their area by one of the strippers, her legs flying in the air with each thrust. One of the other girls was lavishing her tongue over the stiff cock of second stripper, and my wife was rubbing herself while jerking a third one off, her little blond friend sitting on her knees in the "catch" position.
No husbands would know, so it was okay.
I was glade everyone was having fun, but I would make my wife pay for this later, and not in a bad way.

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I went back outside when I noticed one of the bounces was wearing a tattoo for the Juggalos on his shoulder. Striking up a conversation with him made the time go faster and got me invited to a get together they were having. I thanked him , but turned it down, those rubber masks were just not my style.

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Finally, the group began to stagger out of the bar, smelling like sex and wetness, some with cum stains on their shirts. We piled in taxis back to the condo and they crashed for the night inside while I again stayed outside.
I wanted to go inside and have my way with each of them, lord knows they were in the mood, but I behaved.

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The next day, it was a return trip of pain killers, vitamins, and slightly embarrassed glances. I know that two of the girls had hooked up the night before, but the rule was no tattling when they return.

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So, we got back to town, the girls got to the spa where the dark circles were magically removed from their eyes, and the wedding was the next day. I love weddings. Not for the romance, for the way everyone dresses up.
My wife was wearing this long gown that had no shoulders, black and flowing at the bottom and carrying her bouquet of flowers as a brides maid should. I rented a tuxedo..not because I was in the wedding but because I felt like James Bond.

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It was at the reception, I put my devious plan for my wife in action.
When she went into the bathroom, I followed close behind and pushed her into one of the stalls.
Kissing her hungrily, I reached under her dress and found her silky panties.
"You're wearing stockings, you bad girl" I said, rubbing her slit to make her wet while she moaned in my mouth. I pulled them to the side and inserted my finger. She let out a gasp, but I suddenly opened the stall door and left the room.

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Later, I caught her over by the cloak room, grabbed her and pulled her in. From behind, I quickly pushed the top of her dress and strapless bra down her front, locked my lips on the spot between her shoulder and neck, and began to fondle her breast. She reached behind and rubbed my cock threw my pants. As I felt her gyrate be buttocks against me, I spun her around and dashed out the room, leaving her to get dressed. I could hear her protests as I left.

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When the reception was over, during the ride home, she kept trying to rub me while we were driving, but I ignored her advances.
"All the teasing, you better make good on this." she said.
"On my terms dear, only on my terms" I answered.
She pressed for answers, but got none.

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We got as far as the inside stairs when I reached up and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the stairs. She turned to face me and kicked it down the steps. Standing in her sheer strapless bra, her nipples hard, her white silk panties that were wet at the crotch, white garter and nude hose, I had planned to make this a long drawn out affair, but this was too much.