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Friday night, Sept 22, 2028

I had a hard time sleeping that night. It had been fun teasing Addie about Samuel, when I had thought he was just another guy she had a major crush on, that she was probably one in his stable of girls, like Jonah. But after Jonah’s little speech, Addie’s obsession with him took on a whole new dimension.

From the beginning, Jonah never worried me about taking Addie. Not that he had any moral turpitude about taking another man’s wife, but it was obvious that his only interest in Addie was sex; to be blunt, fucking her. Samuel, though, he obviously wants my wife as his own. Not only that, but Addie is obsessed with him, too. I was fine with that obsession when I thought it was just the sex she was obsessed with, but now I’m not sure, not at all!

And there wasn’t a damned thing I could do about it. Panicking, running off to Sacramento and trying to find her, calling her to tell her to come home, would lead to nothing except exacerbate her obsession and drive a wedge between us. No, I knew I had to trust my wife and let this weekend play out.

Finally, after convincing myself that I trusted her, I managed to get some sleep.

I woke up in the morning feeling better. Problems always look better in the morning than in the middle of the night. I say morning, but it was almost nine-thirty. I can’t even think the last time I slept that late. The first thing I did was check my phone, see if there was any kind of message. There was, from Jonah. It simply said, ‘7 pm’.

So I had all day. My ‘teleporter’ would be dead until seven. That reminded me, the battery. I found it where I’d set it down the night before; technically, I guess it had been in the morning, and plugged in the battery to charge. Then I made myself some breakfast, a cheese and crab omelet with hash brown potatoes. I wasn’t used to making breakfast for just myself and didn’t like it much. I chuckled to myself that at least I could drown it in salt as I liked without Addie chastising me about giving myself a heart attack.That thought made me laugh, her worrying about 'salt' giving me a heart attack when it's what she's doing that would cause any man to have a heart attack.

After breakfast, I wandered out in the backyard to look at the pool construction. They had finished the grouting and it actually looked like a swimming pool. It wasn’t very pretty yet, but that would come. On one end, there was a section for the kids, only eighteen-inches deep with a barrier to the rest of the pool that was up to eight feet deep. Addie had wanted a diving board, so part of it was deep enough for diving. I smiled, thinking about that first time in Tanya’s pool when she convinced me to jump off their diving board. Thought about the swimsuit Tanya had been wearing that morning, too.

I wondered what to do with the rest of my day and what Addie would be doing with hers. I presumed Jonah would have something fun for them to do, which undoubtedly would include some variation of fucking. Then I thought, speaking of ‘fucking’, if the porn from her first trip was still out there, floating around on the internet.

I went back in the house, hooked my laptop up to the TV and found that website. When the little box popped up with the word ‘password’ in it, I rummaged through my phone messages and found the password Jonah had sent me way back then and entered it in the little box.

My TV came to life with Jonah telling my wife, “Okay, bitch, I don’t think I like your name so good. Gonna give you a different one.” It was still there! Right then, I decided how I was going to spend my day. Before, I’d turned the volume down low because the kids were in the house. This time, though, I wanted it up, loud and clear.

This was so different than watching with my new goggles. This was watching a 3D, real-life porn flick, my wife in the female lead role, not that I’d ever watched a porn flick before, though. Except, of course, the last time I’d watched this. The goggles were more like actually being there, part of it.

So that’s how I spent my day, reliving that excruciatingly hot weekend two months earlier. There were several times that I had an almost irresistible urge to take my cock out of my pants and relieve myself. I didn’t, though. I didn’t know what was going to happen later and wanted to be ‘on edge’ for whatever it might be. It was funny, too, the more I watched this, the less I was worried about Samuel. Go figure. As Addie would say, men are strange creatures; at least her man was.

Yeah, one thing did cross my mind when I was watching it. Jonah could literally make a fortune selling this video. Somehow, I didn’t think he would though. Maybe I was dumb and naïve, but in spite of his crude demeanor, he seemed to me like a guy that had some integrity. At least I hoped I was right.

Breakfast had been late so I skipped lunch. By six, though, I was hungry and made myself a ham sandwich. At a quarter till seven, I put my goggles on and turned them on. As I suspected, all I could see was blackness. It still fascinated me what darkness, with a total absence of any light at all, is like. I shivered, thinking what it must be to be totally blind. Especially, blind and deaf, which for the moment, I was both.

I sat in that darkness and quiet for the next several minutes. It’s hard to realize that even the ability to judge time completely escapes me when sight and hearing are taken away. Even a few minutes seems like forever. I had been really privy to that phenomenon the night before when I sat here nearly four hours in darkness.

This time it wasn’t nearly so long, though. My sight, or I should say, Jonah’s sight suddenly popped up. One cool thing about these that I’d forgotten to mention; when they first came on after being in darkness, they came on very dim and gradually brightened, to allow my eyes to adjust without blinding me.

We were in Jonah’s living room again. He looked up at his clock, showing me that it was exactly seven o’clock. I’d only been sitting in darkness for the last fifteen minutes. “Good evening, friend Matthew, I hope you had a nice day,” he chuckled, “I know I did… think your wife did, too… after a bit.”

“We had Damian and some friends over, his girlfriend, too. Did some swimming and soaking up the sunshine. My woman said that you liked that swimsuit I bought her. My friends and I like it, too. She looks damn good in it… course, I like it even better sittin’ on the edge of the pool all by itself, and her floatin’ on her back without it.” He laughed, "So do my friends."

Ah shit, he knows how to get me hard! “I’ll tell ya, we never screwed, not since last night when you was watchin’. Damn, that was good, wasn’t it? Hope you enjoyed that half as much as I did. Seems like you mighta, too.” Then he laughed, “That cunt ain’t been used yet, though, and she’s achin’ for it to be filled. She wants it bad... really bad!”

“Waitin’ on her now to get ready for my birthday dinner. We’re goin’ to a good Thai place, best in town. She’s a helluva fine birthday present, preciate your givin' her to me this weekend. Think Samuel might preciate it, too, before the weekend’s over… course, that’ll be up to you how much he preciates her,” he said, laughing.

I heard a door open and close. “Here she comes now. Hope you like what we found for her to wear tonight.” I heard Jonah’s whistle when she walked into the room and I could see why. His eyes looked her up and down. She had on a dark red, silky-looking, short skirt and a reddish blouse. I say reddish because all it was was a red tint covering naked skin, totally transparent. Addie’s breasts, her nipples were right there, for all to see, just a reddish tint of totally see-through material covering them. “Damn, woman, you look good enough to eat!” I expected he’d be doing exactly that, and a lot more, before the night was over.

Her face looked scared as hell. “Jonah, I can’t wear this. I’ll be arrested!” she protested to him.

He laughed, “Shanice, babe, you’re in California, not Idaho,” he told her.

Addie’s face was red and she was trying to cover herself with her arms. I guess she figured that going out in public dressed like she was would be a little different than walking completely naked through his club the night before... and apparently today with his friends. “Is there a jacket, a cover-up, anything?”

His eyes looked her up and down one more time, “Nah, I think you look perfect just the way ya are… except for one thing.” He moved her arms away from her front and took her nipples, one in each hand, rolling and pulling them between his thumb and forefinger.

Addie closed her eyes and moaned, “Oh God, Jonah, that feels so good!” Her hands went over his, her fingernails digging into the back of Jonah’s hands trying to pull them harder onto her tits.

After a few moments, he stopped and pulled his hands away from her, leaving her nipples hard and distended. “There, that’s better,” he said. “Now we can go.”

As they walked out to the car, Jonah said, apparently to me, “Gonna shut you off now, but ya might want to stay alert, might pop it back on now an’ then,” and I went dark, blackness.

I took my goggles off after a few seconds, going from Jonah’s living room back to our own. Shit, my wife going out to a restaurant, in that? She might as well have been naked from the waist up. Damn, what she was wearing was even hotter than naked! The front was totally see-through, but the back was just the opposite, completely opaque. The same with the long sleeves, sheer in front and solid in back. Crap I was hard!

Okay, I admit it, yesterday after dropping the kids off, I stopped and bought vodka; whipped cream flavored vodka, thought I might need it. I can’t even think the last time we’ve had hard alcohol in our house. I was right. I needed it! I mixed a glass about half with orange juice and sat down to drink it, putting my goggles back on first and turning them on. Then I couldn’t find the damn glass of vodka I’d just set down! I had to peek under the bottom of the glasses to see where I’d set it. Drunk already I guess, just from smelling the damned stuff.

Mixed with the OJ, it tasted a little like the orange creamsicle cups we used to have when we were kids. This time I held onto the glass and pulled the goggles back down over my eyes. Then I sat in darkness, holding my drink and occasionally taking a sip of it. Even finding my mouth with the glass was a struggle until I’d done it a couple times. Then toward the end, it started to become a struggle again, but for a different reason; well, the darkness, too, but mostly because I was getting tipsy on the stuff.

When it was gone, I took off my glasses and made another, this time with a little less vodka. When I put my glasses back on, there was already a picture as soon as it detected that I had it on. I saw Addie sitting at a table with Jonah on the opposite side. He was looking around the room, I think showing me how crowded it was and how exposed my wife was, sitting there practically topless, probably barely legal. I have no idea what the illegalities might be in California concerning public nudity or near nudity, I should say. Apparently a lot more lax than they are in Idaho, not that we have that much experience with the issue here, though, either.

A waiter was just taking their order. Jonah was watching him fumble with his notepad, trying to pretend to not be watching Addie. I had to laugh a little, thinking about all the times I’ve read about a woman saying, “My eyes are up here.” That was their waiter and I didn’t blame him a damn bit. What red-blooded American (or any other) guy is not gonna be looking at those tits? Addie acted like she was enjoying every second of it, dragging her order out, making him question every detail of her meal. I had no clue what it was she had ordered. I didn’t recognize any of it, except there was some goofy-sounding salad.

Addie and Jonah had just started talking about his birthday when, in mid-sentence, it went dark. That worried me that something had maybe gone wrong. I didn’t see where Jonah’s hands were, whether he could have been reaching in his pocket, but before it had always been at the conclusion of something when he shut me off. I took my headset off and changed the battery, just in case, and plugged the used one in the charger. It was still dark with the new battery, so I assumed he’d just turned it off, at least hoped so.

But the vision of my wife sitting in a restaurant, virtually naked above the waist stuck with me; and that Addie seemed to be enjoying it so much. She’d probably been embarrassed earlier but when Jonah turned me on (that sounds weird!), she was beyond it and seemed to be enjoying teasing the drooling waiter.

I sat some more, wondering if Jonah was going to give me another glimpse but it didn’t come. It was long enough that dinner was obviously over. I didn’t have any choice but to keep myself in the dark, waiting, though.

My vision came back on in front of a house that I didn’t recognize. After waiting just a little bit, Samuel came out the door. I was surprised, on Jonah’s birthday? He climbed in the back seat and Addie craned her head. This was the first time I’d seen Samuel up close. It’s no wonder that Addie is smitten with him, he’s a good-looking guy; slim waist, muscular body, fairly handsome, I guess, if you’re a woman.

Addie turned around and stared at Samuel. I could see the lust on her face, not even trying to hide it. Samuel was taking a good, long look at my wife, too. “Nice!” was all he said. Then Jonah turned me off again, hopefully not for so long this time.

He turned it back on outside a big steel building. They were in a big parking lot and there weren’t any signs on the building. It was weird. We went inside. I say ‘we’ because it felt so damn much like I was there. Addie asked Jonah, “You own this one, too?”

He laughed, “Nah, wish to hell I did, but I can barely afford the membership fee and occasional entrance. Just the initiation fee is five thousand dollars then another thousand a year.” The guy behind the counter greeted Jonah by name and Jonah handed him what must have been his membership card. “Credit card’s on file and this is all I need,” he explained, “two-hundred for me and three-hundred for guests.” He explained, “Only way in is to be a member, and gotta get approval for that, or be a member’s guest.”

Holy crap! Eight-hundred bucks for three people? One evening! And I assumed any drinks would be on top of that. “Manager’s a good friend of mine. Tried to hire him away, but he laughed at me and said I couldn’t afford his secretary.”

They walked past the desk; I noticed Samuel and my wife were holding hands, then into the main room. It was huge, gigantic! “Pretty impressive, huh,” Jonah said, “can seat over a thousand people on a busy night.” He scanned the room with his eyes, “Looks like prob’ly ‘bout half that tonight.

We walked in. I noticed a lot of heads turning to check out the hot, practically naked chick holding hands with Samuel. Said hot chick asked Samuel, “What about you, Samuel, have you been here before?”

“This is just my second time,” he answered. “Would love to be able to come more but can’t afford it… boss don’t pay enough.”

Jonah glanced around and settled his eyes on a naked girl who looked like she was floating about ten feet above the floor. What the hell? Addie noticed, too and her mouth gaped open. Jonah didn’t seem surprised by their reaction, “I’ll explain after we find a table,” he said.

There were two girls dancing on the stage and they were gorgeous, then I saw another naked girl in some kind of transparent enclosure overhead like the first. The last girl I saw was actually closer than the first and she was right above a table, giving them a very erotic dance. How? I had no idea.

The three of them sat at a table about four or five tables back from the stage and a waitress showed up almost immediately, asking them what they’d like to drink. Jonah and Samuel ordered some drink and Addie, her usual strawberry lemonade. When she left, Jonah gave his attention to one of the girls inside some kind of enclosure, it looked like about eight feet or so in diameter, slowly rotating just above a table. “They’re unbreakable glass, floor and all. They’re lit and the glass is so clear you can barely tell it’s there. The thing moves by cables, all computer operated.”

Then he pointed to a big TV monitor. “Big screens all over the room showing the girl. There’s two cameras inside the enclosure so everyone gets a good view.” No wonder this place was expensive! Jonah was watching one of the big screen monitors. The girl inside it, black hair down to her naked waist, was doing an erotic dance; rubbing her hands up and down her body, pushing her boobs together and pinching her nipples.

He pointed out, “If you want a table dance, you have to give a tip. Here, let me show you.” He was trying to explain how the place worked, but when he looked toward my wife, she was engrossed in a deep kiss with Samuel. It seemed like she wasn’t paying that much attention. He took out his card again and put it in a slot in the center of the table, then punched in some numbers on a little keyboard. I couldn’t see what they were, he was too fast. “I just gave the closest girl a tip of a hundred bucks. See what happens.”

We waited a few minutes watching the girl and her glass enclosure gradually came toward us, about ten, fifteen feet above the floor, until she was right over us. Jonah looked up and we could see through the floor, right up into her pussy, the naked girl was slowly revolving and lowering right over our table. When she was just a few inches above the table she was doing an erotic dance, rubbing her tits and running her hand down her body over her pussy like she was teasing herself. The fascinating thing was that it looked like she was just floating on air, about six inches above our table. Addie, who had finally broken away from kissing Samuel, reached out and touched the glass enclosure to be sure it really was there. I wanted to, too. I’ve never seen or imagined anything like that.

After a few minutes, and the enclosure had done a complete rotation, the girl just started to just lift away.

It had to be one of the most fascinating things I’ve ever seen. It almost looked like she was just floating, inside an almost completely invisible enclosure.

It hovered over another table a little way away from us, then lifted once again and both the enclosures stopped over the stage. A glass door opened, the girls both stepped out and the girls who had been dancing on the stage stepped inside.

After the new girls started moving over the room, I heard Addie’s voice asking Jonah, “Do they do amateur nights here?”

He looked at her, “One night a month. Unfortunately, though, tonight’s not the night.” I thought I saw a flicker of relief on Addie’s face... or maybe it was disappointment.

The pattern continued, new girls performing and trading into the glass enclosures every little while. I had no idea of time since with my goggles on I couldn’t look at my watch. I simply couldn’t quit marveling how it seemed that I was there with the goggles and headphones I was wearing.

I will say one thing, the girls performing were all spectacularly beautiful. They started out doing their strip-dance in various costumes; some in the kinds of things I would expect, like cheerleader outfits or sexy nurse’s costumes, and some in skimpy dresses, but all ended up naked and then doing erotic routines inside the glass enclosures. Jonah put in a couple more tips to have a girl do a table dance for them similar to the first one.

Whenever Jonah looked in the direction of my wife, she and Samuel were snuggled together, making out, and at one point, Addie was sitting on his lap, his arm wrapped around her cupping one of her tits in his hand. Addie’s face looked like all she wanted was to fuck him. The lust on her face couldn’t have been more palpable. I guess she assumed that after this, Jonah was going to let them. It had now been forty-seven days since she'd last come and she had to be out of her fuckin' mind with lust.

A new duo had just started dancing when I watched a black woman approach their table, probably the most beautiful black woman I’d ever seen: raven-black hair down to her shoulders; a pixie-like face with a tiny little nose; high, sexy cheekbones; a beautiful body curved exactly right. There wasn’t a thing about her that wasn’t perfect. She was wearing a tight, narrow band around her boobs and skimpy little shorts low on her hips. She was like a black Tanya; beautiful, sexy and perfect. There had been a couple of black girls dancing but never this woman.

When she got to the table, she greeted Jonah with a kiss on his cheek and I could almost smell her perfume and feel her lips on my own cheek. “So this is your girl,” she said, motioning toward Addie, who was then back on her own seat beside Samuel. “You’re right, she is beautiful.” She moved around the table and took Addie’s hand, “Shanice, what a pretty name,” she told my wife, “Mine is Ashanti, come with me,” Wow, I thought, what a pretty name matching her.

Addie’s face had a look of shock, like she had no idea what was happening. When she didn’t stand right away, Ashanti tugged her hand just a little harder, “Come, you’ll have fun,” she said.

Addie stood and started to follow, but after a couple steps she stopped and turned back toward Jonah, “I thought you said they didn’t have amateur night?” she asked him.

“Ahh, but remember what else I said, that I was friends with the manager?” he retorted. “And besides that, you’re hardly an amateur anymore.”

When Shanice turned to follow the beautiful black woman, I heard Jonah say after her, “Don’t forget… the rule.” I presumed ‘the rule’ was that she wasn’t to let herself come.

I watched as my wife was led off, only to disappear into a back room somewhere on the opposite side of the building. I thought about what Jonah had just said, was my wife actually becoming a real, professional stripper? She certainly was learning to enjoy baring her body in public. Would she ever be my sweet Adriana again?

Of course, I have to admit that my cock had been hard all night, knowing that she had gone out dressed like a slut and I was even harder now, anticipating what was coming. This place was so different than the little ones where she had danced before; Jonah’s club and the one in Umatilla. There were hundreds of people there, all dressed nicely and obviously well-off since it was so damned expensive. It was the kind of people that Addie would love to have as customers in her stores.

When the last set of girls finished, two girls stepping out of the glass enclosures and two new dancers stepping in, the announcer spoke, “Please welcome Chanel and a new girl I’m sure you’ll all fall in love with, Shanice.”

The two women sexily sauntered to opposite sides of the stage. Seeing my Addie on that big stage in front of that many people sent a thrill of excitement and pride through me, straight to my steel-rod dick. The other girl, Chanel, was an absolutely gorgeous, long-legged blonde, with hair down to her waist. She looked quite buxomly, too, wearing a wrap-around halter-top and short skirt. I don’t think she was quite as tall as Kayla, but she had beautiful, long legs, going on forever. I wondered if she played volleyball. Dumb!

Shanice, i.e. Addie, was still wearing the same transparent blouse and skirt she’d worn all evening. The two women had apparently discussed their routine, as they simultaneously stepped to their respective poles and began swinging in unison. I was proud how my Adriana was every bit as skilled on the pole as any of the other girls had been all evening. They put one foot adjacent to the bottom, held on with one hand, extending the other and did three effortless circles around the pole. It looked like these two had been practicing together forever.

After the three circles, they moved back to the center of the stage, stood back-to-back and took off their tops, Addie undoing her buttons one at a time and the other girl slowly pulling the slip-knot holding hers together.

When Addie’s top came off in front of all those people, I nearly lost control of my will to resist coming. She’d been practically bare all night, but seeing her actually topless and seemingly proud of it, was almost too much to bear. Yeah, I know, I’d seen her do it before… but not in front of probably five-hundred people! And I was right, the other girl was quite large on top. Damn, I would have loved to wrap my lips around those titties!

I was surprised; through the rest of their routine on stage, neither girl dropped their skirt. They both danced, spun on the pole, climbed up on it like Addie had the night before in Jonah’s club, but never took any more off. Jonah never took his eyes off my wife, ignoring the two girls that were currently in the glass enclosures. That is, until the beautiful black woman, Ashanti, came back into his view. He watched her approach his table.

“Your girl’s quite talented,” she said to Jonah.

His head nodded up and down, “Yeah, she is,” he agreed.

“Think she’d want to work for us? She could do very well for herself,”

Jonah’s comment that she was hardly an amateur anymore came back to me. I wondered to myself if she would want to actually do it regularly, as a paid stripper. Hopefully, not there, though!

“Have to ask her,” he said. Then, “But other things first… today’s my birthday… how’d you like to come home with me and help celebrate it?”

She got a smile on her face and asked, “But what about Shanice? Isn’t she going home with you?”

Jonah glanced over toward Samuel who looked like he was transfixed, watching my wife, oblivious to anything else in the building. “Think maybe she’s gonna be a little occupied later,” he told her.

Wow, I guess that answered the question I had been wondering about, whether or not he was going to let Addie sleep with Samuel later. The thought sent a shiver of fear through me, knowing how much she’d been craving him. Excitement, too, though.

Jonah’s attention was still on Ashanti, who still hadn’t answered him. She was looking up and down Jonah, settling her gaze on his groin and smiling, “Have to wait until closing, though.”

“We can do that.” Jonah’s voice seemed to have taken on an air of excitement. I did too, thinking about Addie and Samuel together.

Ashanti walked away, wriggling her butt sexily at him. Then Jonah turned his eyes back toward the stage. They had obviously finished their stage routine and were just stepping into the two glass enclosures. Shit, I hadn’t even thought about Addie being paraded, putting on a show inside one of those.

Jonah looked toward the nearest big-screen monitor. I don’t know how big they were, but a hell of a lot bigger than our eighty-inch, probably at least double and 3D. And they were scattered all over the room, He’d been glancing at them during the evening, They showed different views, switching back and forth between the two enclosures and the two cameras in each, sometimes showing the girl from the front and sometimes from the rear or side. It seemed like they had infinite control of the cameras and could move them around wherever they wanted. I had no idea how, since when the thing was close to us, I couldn’t see any sign of anything that looked like a camera. Like I said, it looked more like the girl was just standing on the air with virtually nothing around her.

I wondered what it would be like from the inside, looking out, feeling the glass floor, but not able to see it. Looked like it would be scary as hell to me, looking straight down at the room floor way down below, and nothing in-between. I guess maybe sexy, too, knowing they were so exposed. It reminded me a little of the pictures I'd seen of the glass enclosure at the Grand Canyon.

And now my Adriana was inside one of them, still wearing her skirt and high-heel shoes but nothing else. Well, not that I could see, anyway. I still didn’t know what, if any, panties she might be wearing. Jonah watched and I saw, like I was there, Addie being lifted off the stage and the glass enclosure she was inside start to move over the crowd.

Jonah swiped his card in the machine in front of him, leaving a ‘tip’ for the girl inside the enclosure, then his gaze went back to Addie on one of the big monitors. The camera had zoomed in on her face and tits showing how sexually excited she was. She was rubbing her breasts, pinching her nipples floating about ten feet above the floor.

Then Jonah looked back at the enclosure with my wife inside it. It was slowly settling down over a table with two men and two women sitting around it. Addie had been standing about in the center of the enclosure but stepped to the edge closest to one of the couples so that she was only a couple feet from them, making it start to sway back and forth slightly. She reached behind her and began to unzip the back of her skirt, then with some erotic hip moves, slowly pushed her skirt off.

Oh shit, so that’s why she didn’t take her skirt off on stage, so she could do it staring in the face of some guy.

Jonah moved his gaze back to the monitor, showing her from behind. I could see Addie’s panty-less butt; well, not completely bare, there was a little satiny strap around her waist and a string that disappeared into her butt-crack. The couple was directly in front of Addie; the men’s faces were only a tiny way in front of Addie’s pussy.

The camera from the rear showed her motioning to the woman; a pretty redhead about our age. The woman blushed and shook her head no, but when Addie persisted in motioning, the redhead pulled her top down just long enough to show off one of her tits, then hurriedly pushed it back up. She’d been intently watching Addie and I wondered if she realized she’d just flashed the entire room on the monitors.

The question was answered when the guy next to her whispered in her ear and pointed to a monitor that clearly showed a close-up of them. The poor girl turned bright red and covered her face with her hands. It reminded me of how bashful Adriana had been playing strip poker after the reunion only a few months earlier when she had to uncover her boobs.

When Addie’s enclosure started to rise away from their table, I couldn’t help but wonder about the next lucky table it took her to. Jonah watched as it drifted around the room. The camera had zoomed back out so it was showing her entire body, including the tiny, little patch of black panty covering her pussy. She’d spread her legs apart a little which was obviously giving those directly under her a very nice view.

I was having trouble believing what I was seeing with my own eyes, well, technically Jonah’s glasses, but that was kind of irrelevant. My wife was being paraded around the room with several hundred people, almost, and likely very shortly to be, completely naked. My heart must have been going a couple hundred beats per second, surging blood straight to my rock-hard cock. It was so hard that it had started to hurt inside my pants. I had to unzip them and let myself free, fighting the urge to wrap my hand around and pretend I was inside Addie’s cunt.

Addie came closer and closer to where Jonah and Samuel were sitting and I couldn’t believe it when right above them, it started lowering her down onto their table. Jonah and Samuel were sitting side-by-side and Addie was right in front of them. Like she had at the other table, Addie stepped to the edge of the enclosure and was looking right at Samuel when she pushed her panties down, revealing her freshly waxed pussy. She had just had it re-done the day before she left.

Jonah glanced up at one of the monitors, showing a close-up of Addie’s bare cunt. He glanced around quickly at other monitors, showing Addie’s face and others showing the same type of pictures of the other girl in the other glass enclosure. I’d completely forgotten about her.

Then his gaze went back to my wife directly in front of them. Addie was gazing straight at Samuel and one hand was slowly pressing down her stomach, past her belly-button and between her legs. Ah shit! When she spread her legs apart and her fingers pressed inside her cunt, I lost it. I started coming so damned hard. My hand involuntarily went to my cock and squeezed, working up and down the now slippery skin.

Addie’s lips were formed into an ‘O’, and her eyes had a glazed look while she bucked her hips and pushed her fingers inside herself. I could tell she was fighting her need to come. I didn’t know what Jonah would do if she did, but obviously, Addie took his threats seriously. She looked so much like she was on the verge of an explosive climax when she pulled her fingers away and put her hand with pussy-drenched fingers on the glass right in front of Samuel’s face.

She started to lift away from their table just as she had started to suck the juices off her fingers. I had just had another mind-blowing orgasm and my cock had softened a little, but not very damned much. I don’t know if I’d ever seen anything so damned sexy! Jonah glanced away from her at some of the monitors, still showing a close-up of Addie’s lust-driven face, sucking the pussy juice from her fingers.

The next several minutes were a blur for me. She had been lowered down over several more tables and kept up her erotic movements, rubbing herself, caressing and pinching her nipples, and so on, but as far as I saw, didn’t press her fingers inside herself again. I didn’t get to see all of what she did, though, as Jonah’s gaze often went to the blond Chanel in the other enclosure. She’d taken her skirt and panties off as well, but I had no idea if she had as provocatively as Addie.

Eventually, the two enclosures were back on the stage. Addie and Chanel picked up their clothes and walked back into the back room, hands around each other’s waists.

A little bit later, Addie was walking back toward the table wearing her original clothes, her nearly bare nipples hard and erect. She sat down next to Samuel and said, “Can we get out of here? I’m so damn hot I don’t think I could stand another minute.” I noticed that one hand was clenched, that she put into Samuel’s pocket very briefly.

“Sorry, babe,” Now she’s ‘babe’ to Jonah? What happened to ‘slut’ or ‘whore’ or one of his other filthy pet names I wondered. “Gotta wait till closing.” He looked at his watch, “Bout an hour. We’re gonna have a guest go home with us.”

Addie groaned and reached over, wrapping her fingers around Samuel’s cock and squeezing. Her hand looked tiny compared to the big tent in his pants. He put his hand over hers for just a moment, then lifting her hand away, said, “Can’t do that, Shanice, you’re gonna make a mess.” I guess he was in the same horny situation she was in. I tried to imagine what it’d be like later… and it scared the shit out of me!

She did take her hand away, but gripped his and pulled it up under her transparent blouse over one of her tits and held it there encouraging him to take up where she’d left off earlier. While Samuel was groping at Addie’s breast, rolling her nipple, she leaned over and kissed him… hard, Jonah watching the whole thing.

Most of the rest of the evening, Jonah watched the girls on the stage or in the glass cages. To be honest, I wasn’t interested in either, only in my wife; what she was doing with Samuel and what she was going to be doing with him later.

I didn’t think anything about it when the beautiful black woman, Ashanti, walked to their table. “Shanice, that was fabulous. You can have a job here any time you want. We’d love to have you.”

“Thank you,” she said, “I’ll certainly keep it in mind… but right now, I just want to go home and fuck! I couldn’t believe how sexy that could be. I’m so horny right now.” What the hell did that mean, ‘she’d keep it in mind’! Just being polite, I hoped.

Ashanti got a big smile at that. Damn, so did I! She asked Addie, “Then maybe you’d be interested in another time while you’re waiting? Chanel would love to do a duo with you.”

Addie’s eyes got big and wide. “I… I… I… don’t know if I can.” Her face almost turned white.

“It wouldn’t be on stage, just inside the cage… I think you’d enjoy it, and make a lot more money at the same time.” I was thinking, yes, do it Addie, do it!

Jonah was watching her. She hesitated a little longer, then scooted her chair back and stood. YES, now my interest was piqued!

After she left with Ashanti; God, that woman is gorgeous! She reminds me of how beautiful Tanya is. Anyway, Samuel reached in his pocket, the one Addie had reached into, and pulled out a tiny pair of black panties. He told Jonah, smiling, “They’re wet.”

A little bit later, I heard, “Now, ladies and gentlemen, a special treat, Shanice and Chanel!” The two women came on the stage hand-in-hand. One of the ‘cages’, I guess they call them, was waiting. Both stepped inside and closed the door behind them. They were wearing the same clothes they’d started their earlier performance; Addie’s skirt and sheer blouse and the beautiful Chanel, her skirt and halter-top. The other cage was sitting empty and no one was on the stage, so these two were going to be the stars.

It lifted away and began to drift around the room. The girls were standing inside, just watching, when I heard Addie say, “Okay, what are we doing?” Wow, that was a surprise. Apparently, they have microphones inside as well as cameras. They hadn’t been turned on before. Maybe, because it’s only the one being used now. Their voices were loud and clear, filling the room, picked up by the microphone in Jonah’s glasses. I wondered if Addie knew she was going to be heard as well as seen.

Chanel answered, “Well, let’s start with this,” and she stepped in front of Addie, putting her lips on Addie’s, then backed away just an inch or so, one of the cameras focused on their faces, filling the monitor screens. “Have you kissed a girl before?”

Addie nodded, “I like it,” she said.

“Good, let’s have some fun, then, okay?” She didn’t wait for an answer, closing the inch gap between their lips. Their kiss wasn’t hesitant. Both their mouths worked like long-lost lovers. The camera was still zoomed on their faces, then even closer on their lips, and Jonah zoomed his own camera so that the monitor was filling my own vision.

Then the monitor suddenly split into a split screen, filled half with each camera. The other was a wider view, showing bodies; namely Chanel’s hands undoing the buttons on Addie’s transparent blouse. When she finally had all the buttons apart, Chanel pushed it open and started kissing down Addie’s neck, to her left breast and kissed all around her nipple, at one point sucking until I was sure she’d have given Addie a hickey.

Addie’s arms were around Chanel’s back, her fingers opening and closing, scratching at her back. Addie’s face was a vision of pure lust, mouth opening, and closing, eyes closed, groaning noises coming from her lips. Then Chanel moved her mouth over Addie’s nipple and a loud groan escaped her mouth.

Jonah glanced away from the monitor a moment and looked toward the glass cage. It was hovering and slowly rotating over the same table as before, the one where Addie had coaxed the pretty, redhead girl to flash her naked tit.

This time, with Addie staring right at her, Chanel sucking her nipple deep into her mouth, the redhead unbuttoned her top, pulled her bra down and pulled the guy sitting next to her, his mouth down on her own tit. The camera moved around, zooming in on the redhead. The other guy at their table got her attention, poking her shoulder and pointed to the monitor. The girl’s face turned red and she pushed her boyfriend/husband away, quickly covering her boobs. I loved it! I bet if she had the chance, she’d be inside the glass cage.

I was disappointed when it lifted away and Chanel pulled her mouth away from Addie’s distended nipple. The camera reverted back onto Addie and Chanel. Chanel hugged Addie’s body tight to her, and unzipping her skirt and pushing it down onto the glass floor. Addie didn’t have any panties on underneath.

She rubbed Addie’s butt with both hands, pulling their groins together. “Mmm, I like you naked. Now it’s your turn to get me naked, too.” Addie’s hands were shaking, pulling the slip-knot holding Chanel’s halter-top together. It opened and Addie cupped Chanel’s breasts in her palms kissing her once again, their mouths open and tongues exploring each other’s mouths.

The cage was moving from table to table. There were people in the background, mostly out of focus since it was so zoomed in on the two women. Every so often, Jonah’s gaze went from the monitor he was watching to the cage itself. I don’t know which was more exciting to watch, the monitor showing close up video or the actual glass cage with the two women inside writhing together.

Chanel’s skirt was gone and she and Addie were crushing their bare pussies together. I hadn’t paid attention to Chanel either, because of… well, it was rather obvious why not, but now… Damn, she was sexy!

Moans from the two were filling the room. There wasn’t another sound in the room. They were alternating sucking each other’s tits, lathering each other’s bodies with kisses licking up and down each other’s bodies, kissing and grinding their hips together. There was only one thing they both appeared reluctant to do in front of several hundred people. Two things actually; neither would actually touch the other’s pussy with either hand or mouth. Maybe Addie had told the other woman they couldn’t because she knew it would give her an instant orgasm, which was still forbidden to her.

I wondered how many men were going home with sticky pants. Mine would have been, all over again, if I had still had any on. As it was, it was only my hand that was wet and sticky. Well, the rest of my body was wet with sweat, too… as were both of the girls in the cage who had been seriously making out together.

I had no idea how long it had been, but it finally ended. The glass cage settled back down on the stage and the two picked up their clothes and stepped out, taking their naked bodies and clothes back through the door off the stage.

After they’d left, Jonah looked over at Samuel for the first time since that last little exhibit started. Samuel’s face was sweaty and he was breathing hard. “Sorry,” Jonah said, “Already spent more’n my budget.”

Samuel looked confused, then a look of realization, “That’s okay, I didn’t even think about it… guess my brain was a little paralyzed.”

I guess they were talking about the fact that neither had ‘tipped’ the couple so they never got the close-up view. I hadn’t even realized it either. But now, I was disappointed that my wife and her make-out partner hadn’t been brought to Jonah’s table.

A few minutes later, I saw Addie walking back to their table; wearing her skirt… and nothing else. Seeing her walk among all those people completely bare on top, tits swinging back and forth, with a huge smile on her face, made me hard all over again.

She sat on Samuel’s lap, her pale breast and swollen pink nipple pressing against the side of his dark-skinned face. “Is it time to go yet?” she asked.

He looked around, “We’re waitin’ for Ashanti, hopefully not long,” he told her. Other people were all getting up to leave. It must have been closing time. I would have loved to know what time it was, but I didn’t want to take my goggles off for even long enough to check my watch.

It was a good thing I didn’t. Samuel’s mouth opened and my wife’s nipple popped inside, making her begin moaning all over again. She began pulling at his face and pushing her tit inside his mouth.

Jonah looked away and watched Ashanti approach. She handed him a paper, looking like a check. He looked at it and my jaw dropped open. It was a check made out to Adriana Jeppeson, in the amount of $4,950. He folded it in half and handed it to her. “This is your share of tips from the night,” he told her.

She unfolded it and her eyes got wide with shock. “Is… is this normal? From one night?” she stammered.

Ashanti told her, “No, but for you it likely would be if you repeat tonight. Chanel’s pretty happy with her check, too. We’d love for you to perform for us every weekend.”

Addie looked at the check again, “I’ll… I’ll think about it,” she answered. This time, she sounded more sincere, like she actually might.

Holy shit! That got my attention. What the hell does she mean ‘she’ll think about it.’ What is there to think about, big check or not?

That was when Jonah stood and asked Ashanti, “Ready?”

“I am, off duty now,” she said.

Addie and Samuel walked out first. Everyone she went past stared at the pretty, bare-breasted woman with her arm around her to-be black lover. Once inside the car; Addie and Samuel in the back seat, Jonah and Ashanti in the front, Jonah watched in the mirror. Addie and Samuel had resumed their making out, Samuel's lips alternating between Addie's lips and sucking her bare tit, Addie's groans filling the car with the sounds of her lust.

Then he looked down and started writing a message on his phone, “Do they fuck tonight or not? Thirty seconds.”

What the hell? My phone made a short buzz in my shirt pocket. I pushed my goggles off and looked at, seeing the message, “Do they fuck tonight or not? Thirty seconds.”

My first thought was how weird that had been, watching him write it on his phone, then seeing it on mine. My second thought was, “Holy shit! He’s asking me to give permission to my wife to fuck Samuel… or the other way around, Samuel to fuck her. My third thought was… thirty fucking seconds to decide something that could affect the rest of our lives! The ramifications rushed through my mind; no and she’d probably never forgive me, would be obsessed with the ‘what if’; yes and what the hell then? Thirty fucking seconds!

I frantically typed out my message to him and hit send, “Yes”.

I didn’t think to put my goggles back on to see his response, just watched my phone. It didn’t take long, “Three seconds too slow, sorry.”

I stared at it. He couldn’t be serious! Three fucking seconds? I was shaking. I’d seen how she was, desperate for sex, nearly insanely horny. If he denied her after so much… and so long, forty-five days now, she’d be crushed. Maybe he intended to fuck her himself, a threesome with Ashanti? Somehow, I doubted it.

I sat a moment, dumbstruck. Then I remembered the goggles and hurriedly put them back on. Jonah was just backing out of his parking spot. He was watching his backup camera but glanced up at the mirror. Addie and Samuel were still making out, just the same. Lots of male and female moaning noises. I wished I could see lower, where his hands were. Apparently, Jonah hadn’t said anything. Maybe he was just shitting me.

“Ahh, that feels so good!” he said and glanced down. Ashanti had his big, hard cock out of his pants, working her hand up and down on him.

“I don’t think it’ll fit inside me,” she told him.

“Guess we’ll find out, won’t we?”

He pulled the car out on the highway, driving through city streets and a short stretch on Interstate Five, then off the freeway and back into a residential neighborhood. He’d glanced occasionally into his mirror, watching my wife and Samuel making out before stopping at a house I remember seeing earlier, where he’d picked up Samuel. “Samuel, I’m afraid I gotta let you out here. Asked Shanice’s husband and he was too slow in answering, so no-go for tonight.” He was watching the mirror as he spoke. Addie’s face went into shock, turning white, as was Samuel’s. Well, his didn’t turn white, though. He looked like he was about to say something, object, drag Addie out with him in spite of Jonah, but Addie shook her head no, silently telling him not to.

She kissed him, a long, lingering kiss, then he opened his door and climbed out. Jonah watched him in his mirror as he drove off. Then his gaze switched to the inside mirror and looked at Addie in the back seat, covering her breasts with her arm and glaring back at him. “Sorry babe, your husband…”

“Fuck you, asshole! It wasn’t my husband and you fucking well know it!” Whoa, I don’t think I’ve ever heard my wife talk like that! I guess this is the new her. She wasn’t even this angry at me over what I did to her with Daryl. Maybe she was.

“Feisty,” Jonah chuckled to himself, “I like it,” glancing over at his date for the rest of the night.

“Don’t look at me, I’m staying out of this,” Ashanti said.

At Jonah’s house, Addie sat in the car, her arms still crossed over her breasts, her face fuming, while Jonah and Ashanti went in. Jonah made some kind of mixed drink and they were drinking it when Addie finally decided to come in. She glared at Jonah, “Where am I sleeping?” she growled at him.

“Bedroom right across from mine,” he told her.

“Thank you.” She didn’t sound very much like she meant it. Jonah watched my wife go down the hall. Then he turned his attention back to Ashanti, leading her to his bedroom, leaving the door open, apparently so that Addie would be able to hear everything. Once inside, he lay down on his bed and said, “I presume you’re well versed in the art of strip-tease? It would make a nice birthday present.”

The beautiful, black woman smiled and began to unbutton her blouse. Yeah, she knew how to take her clothes off, slow and seductive. She had just started to crawl up the bed on top of Jonah when he turned his head toward the door. My wife stood in the doorway, completely naked. “Jonah, I’m sorry I blew up at you. I know what you’re doing.” She paused, then went on, “I’m so fuckin’ horny right now. Can I stay and watch?”

Jonah motioned toward the chair next to the wall and Addie sat, pressing her legs apart a little and one hand over her pussy, rubbing herself slowly. Then Jonah’s eyes went back toward the beautiful, sexy, naked black woman on her hands and knees in front of him. She was smiling and slowly started to unbuckle Jonah’s belt.