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Fall 2016. It was lights out a few minutes ago, but I can still see the sixty-two, twelve-inch ceiling tiles by the glow of the street lights coming through my window. I don't count the seventeen partial tiles, it just doesn't seem right. Yeah, things got really wild that day, but it allowed us to break down barriers we didn’t realize we had. Over the next three years, our love grew stronger than ever, and our playtime seemingly had no limitations, yet it seemed easier to keep them separate. Like I said, I don’t sleep much, and it’s nice remembering how things were, so back to my story.

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Early Sunday morning October 10, 2015. "AAAaa-hh!" I woke from a dead sleep with my cock and balls throbbing in pain as I looked at the red digits of the alarm clock. It’s 12:48 am, and now I’m smiling to myself as I remember why my balls are aching and tightly stretched half way up my painfully throbbing cock! It's my birthday present from Sandra, she gave me a chastity cage last year. It's really nice to have so many women in my life. I get presents from all of them on my birthday and at Christmas. Although, I guess that depends on your point of view!

I’ve been wearing it since I got home from work on Friday. Sandra was waiting at the door with a naughty smile in her loosely tied blue satin robe, wearing her long silver necklace, the key almost hidden in her perfect cleavage as she dangled my cage from her finger. It had been seven weeks since my ‘Hot Wife’ was naughty, and I couldn't wait to hear all about her day as she handed me my cage and her lock!

I looked back at the alarm clock, 12:51 am, as I laid there enjoying the memories and pain from yet another REM-sleep hard-on. I felt Lori roll towards me saying with a soothing sympathetic voice, "Poor baby! Sandra is such a bitch sometimes!" Lori always leaves our bathroom door cracked with the light on and could clearly see my condition.

"You could let me out," I jokingly replied, already knowing the answer.

"Oh no...! That's between you and Sandra, and I'm not getting in the middle of it!" Lori said quite seriously.

"Hey, you can't knock a guy for trying," I chuckled.

Then Lori threw off the covers and straddled me, rubbing her hot pussy against my hard caged cock as she leaned forward and fondled her tits in front of my face, "Maybe this will help!"

I grabbed her tits and hungrily sucked them as Lori slid her hot wet pussy lips up and down the reddish-purple bulges squeezing through steel wires of my cage. It wasn't helping, but I didn't care as I sucked in both her nipples and as much titty as I could with my cock throbbing in pain. Her whimpering moans of delight weren't helping either!

Then she suddenly stood and started playing with her wet pussy as she smiled down at me, "Maybe this will help," it wasn't. Lori was rubbing her hand over her pussy lips and mound, moaning as she dipped her fingertips with each stroke, "Is this helping?" she asked sarcastically.

"No!" I dejectedly replied.

"Poor baby, I just don't know what to do. If I make you cum in your cage, Sandra will be pissed! But... since you're up and well... I'm up too, would you mind, baby?" Lori asked as she lowered to her knees and deeply fingered her pussy over my face, her voice husky with lust, "Please baby... I won't tell Sandra,” she pleaded as she reached back and grabbed my cock, painfully pinching the sensitive purplish folds against the wires. What could I say? It's not like she even had to ask.

Lori playfully squeezed and jerked at my caged cock as I played along, answering with a painfully broken cadence, "I don't know... Sandra won't care that you teased and tortured my cock, but she is very jealous and says I am not allowed to have other women, no matter how many men she fuck's!"

Lori slid her fingers out and lowered her dripping wet pussy onto my mouth, her voice even deeper now, "I promise... I won't tell, baby."

I quickly lost my will and sucked in her lips from her hood to the tiny folds around her canal, deeply probing with my tongue as she gyrated against my mouth. After a few minutes, Lori rocked her hips and brought her clit to the center of attention, and I began aggressively sucking and licking her hard little bulb as Lori's cute whimpering moans slowly gained intensity, sending tingly waves of pleasure straight to my throbbing caged cock!

It wasn’t long before her hips started to quiver, and she went over the edge crying out, "Eat my pussy, you chastity caged little bitch!" as she began violently jerking and grinding on my face with each wave of pleasure! That’s when I knew Sandra had just taken over this ride.

Sandra rolled off my face and flopped on the bed as the last throes of her orgasm passed, seemingly spent, or so I thought! But then she quickly snatched my caged cock, gripping it tightly and twisting hard as I screamed like a little girl until she eased a bit, scolding, "How many times have I told you, Hubby." I screamed again as Sandra twisted hard, seething, "You little bitch! I should leave you in this cage for a week... That would teach the little whore!" then let go of my cock, huffing, "Next time your little pee-pee wakes you up, keep it to yourself and leave that slut alone, you hear me!"

"Yes, Dear," I quietly replied, not too surprised. I am Sandra's property when I’m locked in my cage.

Sandra stiffly rolled her back to me not saying a word as I laid there thinking, she has never kept me in my cage for more than three days, but there's a first time for everything! A few minutes later, I heard a sweet little voice say, "I love you, baby. Now go to sleep. I promise... I won't tell!"

I smiled to myself despite the pain, thinking how energetic and upbeat Lori has been lately. She was a little melancholy after Jane left for college. I guess Lori wasn't used to the house being so quiet and empty. By the summer of 2013, I could tell Lori was feeling a little out of sorts. The Tuesday sewing/girls nights had become hit and miss and the wives were only getting together every few weeks. Us sewing night widowers hadn't been getting together much either.

Sometimes I would catch Lori looking in the full-length mirror of our bathroom, poking at her belly and hips. To me, she was more beautiful than ever. Sure, she had matured and gained a dress size, but she had gained a bra size too! (I certainly wasn't complaining!)

I was being more affectionate and taking Lori out on more date nights. We were even going to more car shows, and Lori or I should say Sally would still get very excited if Tinker-bell won a trophy. I wasn’t sure what to do, our lovemaking and play didn't seem affected, and Lori was still very affectionate. I just sensed something wasn't right.

I talked with Kristin and Sue about it. They had noticed Lori wasn’t being her chipper self and agreed to come up with some projects to get Tuesday’s sewing/girls night going again. Tuesday nights had always made Lori happy, she actually liked making a big dinner and having the dining room table full of people talking and laughing. I think that was one of the things she missed most with the kids gone.

Kristin, Sue and Sandy had been going to aerobics classes at the YMCA for several years now and had been trying to talk Lori into going since they started. She finally caved and made a 2014, New Year's resolution to join the Y. She started taking classes with the girls, and after only a couple of months, Lori told me she wished she had joined when the girls first asked. I saw a big difference in her attitude and agreed it was a good thing for her to get out and be with her friends. (I was noticing other benefits too!)

As of this morning, things were really good again, and I couldn't remember being happier. Lori had been staying in touch and even skyping with Jane and Robby. Oh, I mean Robb, as he informed us, was his preference. Lori informed him that he will always be Robby to his mother! Jane was four years into becoming a veterinarian and Robby had been working for almost two years as a field technician for a big robotics company, and traveling to factories all over the world. Lori told me she was worried about Robby finding a nice girl and settling down because he was always on the road. I just gave her a passionate kiss and assured her that Robby would settle down when the right girl came along.

The red digits showed 1:28 am, and my hard-on was gone, but my cock was still throbbing and my balls ached. I will have long thin bruises from my cage for a few days, but I'll be fine! I was a little worried about Sandra's tirade! I knew that after three days of teasing and torture in my cage, my release and orgasm was a euphoric train wreck followed by a state of immobilizing bliss. Who knows, maybe after a week it would be even better! I should try to get some sleep and see how things go in the morning. I'm sure I'll be up a few more times with those pesky REM-sleep hard-ons.

It’s 7:23 am, and I can smell the coffee. Apparently, Lori has been up for a while, and I've been sitting here waiting for my throbbing morning wood to go down so I can use the key she left along with the note on my nightstand. It read, “I had a talk with Sandra and told her it wasn't your fault. She agreed to let it slide this time and gave me the key. I hope your okay, baby, and when you're ready, come get some coffee, I want to ask you something.” Signed, “Your loving wife, Lori.”

Huh... usually, if Lori tells me she wants to ask me something before she actually asks something, it's a question she has been deliberating over for some time. Well, I'll find out soon enough. Click, "Aaa-oww!” Damn that smarts! I guess I should have waited until my cock got softer, but I wanted some coffee, and by the looks of things, I might have these bruises for more than just a few days. I put my cage back in the nightstand drawer where it belongs and headed to the kitchen.

Lori was sitting at the gourmet counter smiling, "Good morning, baby, are you okay?"

I gave her a sheepish grin, "I'll be okay, honey, eventually!"

Lori gave me a poor baby smile, "I told Sandra that was uncalled for, but you know how jealous she gets!"

I poured my coffee replying a little sarcastically, "Oh, I know, but at least you talked her out of a week in my cage.”

Lori grinned, "I had my own motives for that."

I shrugged, "It might be a couple of days, honey.”

"But I was going to give you a really nice blowjob this morning, baby," she said with a naughty smile.

"That sounds great, honey, but I'll have to pass. Oh, yeah... what did you want to ask me?"

Her expression turned serious, "First of all, we need to get out of play-time mode. I don't want your perverted little mind to get any ideas."

I knew she was referring to Houseboy, "Okay, honey, you have your husband's undivided attention."

Her expression softened a bit, "I'm sorry, baby, I don't want you to feel pressured, but I didn't want you getting the wrong idea either, and if you're uncomfortable with it, I won't do it."

Okay… obviously, ‘it’ was important to my wife, so I guess I should find out what ‘it’ is. "Alright, honey, how about you tell me what ‘it’ is you are asking me about. Then I can say if I'm feeling pressured, getting the wrong idea, or uncomfortable with ‘it’."

Lori got an exasperated look, "Damn it... I knew this would happen! Oh, just never mind, ‘it’s’ not important anyway," she said looking like she might cry.

I took her hand with a loving squeeze, "It's okay honey... take a minute. Obviously, ‘it’ is important to you and we will figure ‘it’ out, just as soon as you tell me what ‘it’ is," I said with a smart-ass grin.

She punched my arm pretty hard with a bobble-headed smart-ass grin of her own, “Okay then, I want to go out Saturday night with Kristin, Sue, Sandy and our new friends, Patti and Connie from our aerobics class," she said, her expression now very serious as she waited for my response.

I thought to myself, okay, that was ‘it’, and now I wasn't sure why she had been fretting about ‘it’.

"That would be nice, honey. I remember Patty and Connie and their husbands Pat and Gene from last summer’s parties at Rick and Kristin's. We haven't gone out with all our friends in quite a while. Sure, that sounds like fun, where are we going?" I asked.

Lori was hanging her head, slowly shaking no, apparently, I hadn't got ‘it’!

"No, baby... I knew I would screw this all up! It's a girls night, and don't even go there!” she said defensively, “they've been going out every other Saturday, since last summer, and nobody is picking up young studs. They’re just having fun talking and dancing and usually leave by midnight."

Lori squeezed my hand expectantly as she looked deep into my eyes trying to gauge my reaction. She did know me better than I knew myself, and my mind had gone there as fast as the words, "girls night," came out of her mouth. I knew how much Lori loved to dance and I’m sure she was right, they were just having fun and blowing off steam.

I started to open my mouth, then closed it at a loss for words and feeling a little out of sorts. Lori knew I was struggling to rationalize her request, against the overwhelming amount of playtime and porn search nights we’ve devoted to this very scenario.

"Look, baby, I know… with all the ‘cuckold scenarios’ we’ve played, and all those ‘girls night out’ and ‘Hot Wife clubbing’ videos we've watched, and of course, all those stories you like to read on ‘Lushstories.com’, but that's not reality... I just want to go out and have fun dancing with my friends, and you know I could never do that to you. Oh Jesus! Now I sound like one of those wives from the videos and stories," she said rolling her eyes.

I started laughing at her little diatribe, but now I was curious, "So, what do all the other husbands think about their ‘Hot Wives’ going out on Saturday night without them, and how come none of them have mentioned it to me?" I asked.

"Well, from what I hear, It has apparently livened things up for everyone. It seems that after dancing and gabbing all night the ‘Hot Wives’ are pretty wound up when they get home," she replied, beaming me a naughty grin.

I thought, yeah, I could see that, but I wasn't sold just yet, "I still can't believe, in over a year, the guys have never mentioned this ‘girls night out’ thing to me."

Lori squeezed my hand, "I don’t know, baby... The girls told me, the guys have been going to the pub or hanging out at Rick or Dave's playing cards, and are always eagerly waiting for them to come home. I'm sure they'd be glad to see you more."

I was sure Houseboy was about to chime in any second, but he didn't, "I don't know what to think, I mean... it sounds like you have been working yourself up to asking me this for a long time, and I know how much you love to dance."

She could see and feel my apprehension, "Look, the girls have been pestering me for months, and I told them I’ve never gone out dancing without you. So, baby, if it makes you uncomfortable, or you will just sit around worried and moping, I won't go.”

I was feeling guilty and still out of sorts, "Can I take a little time to think about it, honey? I'm still a little twisted up from our play-time, and I don't want, you know who, trying to influence things. Let's just be us for a while and see how I feel in a few days, okay, honey?"

Lori smiled softly, "I understand, baby, like I said I don't want you to feel pressured. Take some time to talk to the guys and if you still feel uneasy, well then you can take me dancing. By the way, you have until next Saturday, no pressure!" she said, then squeezed my hand with a big grin, adding, "What would you like for breakfast, baby, eggs, pancakes, French toast or me?"

Over the next four days, Lori never brought ‘it’ up, she didn't even hint around about ‘it’. We did our usual Wednesday porn night, and I noticed how quickly Lori scanned past my 'auto parts' search history from Tuesday night. Of course, It was mostly videos of “Hot Wives” out clubbing, but she didn't say a word.

Eventually, she settled on some hot blowjob videos, and after watching a few of those she insisted on making up for last weekend. I was still a little bruised, but Lori was gentle, and after five days I don't think I passed out, but my aching cock wasn't bothering me anymore, actually, for quite a while nothing was bothering me, I'm pretty sure my mind took a little ‘walkabout’!

I had gone over ‘it’, again and again, trying to picture my wife at the club dancing without me. I know Lori radiates an unquantifiable sex appeal that turns men's heads whenever she enters a room, and I knew the ‘bad boys’ would all take their shot, hoping Lori really was that horny neglected ‘Hot Wife’ that would give them the ride of their lives. Surprisingly, Houseboy never gave me his two cents worth. I guess he didn't need to, my imagination was working overtime without any taunting from him.

It was Friday evening, and Lori still hadn't mentioned ‘it’ to me. I was out in the pole barn putting Tinker-bell away for the winter. We had taken her for a nice drive last Sunday afternoon, but fall was setting in, and it was time. Lori called me in for dinner as I pulled the last corner of the Tinker- bell’s cover tight, then I lovingly patted her fender and headed for the house.

I sat down at the dining room table and looked at all my favorite foods laid out before me as Lori set my beer down and gave me a kiss. She had on a tight mid-thigh dark blue dress and a touch more makeup than our typical stay at home dinner date. I knew it was time for me to make up my mind about ‘it’ as Lori sat down saying, "Dig in, I made your favorites, baby," with a purposely neutral smile.

"It smells delicious honey!" I said, genuinely smiling at my beautiful wife. I had already decided ‘it’ was okay, but I wasn't going to tell Lori just yet. I had thought about ‘it’ a lot, and I guess what settled ‘it’ for me, were my memories of going to clubs before I met Lori. It was hard enough to approach a girl sitting with one or two other girls, but a big group, forget it! Sure, if a guy loves to dance, a group of married women will wear you out and send you home, and there's always a cock blocker, or three, in a big group of married ladies.

We ate dinner exchanging polite smiles for about ten minutes when Lori finally broke the ice, "Did you talk to Rick or Dave this week?" she asked trying to be nonchalant.

"No, I mean what am I supposed to say. Hey, where is everyone getting together for ‘girls night out’? And anyway, you know us guys don't really talk we mostly just grunt what we mean."

Lori almost choked on some pot roast, then composed herself, "Okay... I guess this is all a little obvious, but really, I'm not trying to sway your decision, baby,” she said with a straight face, then asked, “would you like some more sweet potato casserole?" with a cheesy grin.

Now, I'm not nearly as good as Lori, at tarring and feathering a hapless victim, but this was a rare opportunity for me as I paused and let my smile fade to a serious look before replying, "This is all very nice, but I've already made up my mind." On the other hand, it was kinda fun!  

Lori patiently waited for my decision as I sat there stone-faced until she finally exhaled loudly, "Well?" she asked with an exasperated look. I cracked a big grin, "Really... you're okay with me going out without you?" she asked pensively, still not sure where I stood on her ‘girls night out’.

"Yes, honey, it's fine with me. I know I can trust you, and I'm sorry I let our play-time get in the way of that fact."

Lori looked satisfied that I was serious, and started grinning, "Okay then, I guess I should tell you that we're going to the ‘Wild Bull!’ I know you remember that club, you still complain about your elbow sometimes."

Huh, I was suddenly second guessing my decision, "Oh yeah, I remember that place, too many beers and a mechanical bull, not to mention it's near the college campus! But I've already made up my mind so go have fun, just not too much fun... Okay, honey!"

Lori gave me a loving smile, "Hey, you're the one who let the guys goad you into riding that bull, and anyway, after all my aerobics classes, even those college boys won’t be able to keep up with me."

I raised my eyebrows as cleared my throat, "Ah-hum! I am reserving the right to change my mind you know, and you're not exactly convincing me I made the right decision here!"

Lori laughed at my quip saying, "Baby, you know with all us wives together, if anything, it will be a competition to see who can knock the cocky-boys down a peg," as she came to my chair and gently cupped my face, looking deeply into my eyes, "I love you so much, baby, and if you ever feel the slightest bit threatened or uncomfortable, that will be the end of it. I'm not going to risk our love or put you through hell just to go dancing." Then she leaned in and kissed me softly, letting her moist full lips linger as shivers shot through my body. Lori knew exactly what she was doing to me.

I grabbed her waist as I stood and looked down into her big beautiful eyes, "I love you more than life itself, honey," I said feeling a little guilty for doubting her.

Lori smiled up at me with a playful frown, "Well... now that you said it's okay I'm not sure I want to go. It kind of takes all the fun out of it, and I guess I got all dolled up and made you this big dinner for nothing."

I squeezed her hips grinning, "Oh-no, you're going, and you better come home really wound up and convince me I should let you go again. As for dinner, it was perfect, and I really like this dress," I said as I pulled her into a deep passionate kiss.

Lori broke our kiss saying, "I thought I might have to bribe you, and I figured you would want some dessert after dinner," as she stepped back with a naughty smile and took a sexy spin.

"Dessert sounds really good right now!" I said as I pushed my plate and everything behind it halfway across the table, then placed my wife on the table right in front of my chair. We kissed deep and slow as I unzipped her dress and unhooked her bra. Lori undid my pants and slowly stroked my cock as I slid my kisses from her mouth to just below her ear while I slipped off her shoulder straps and cupped her tits, gently rolling her nipples between my fingers. Soft little whimpers were escaping her lips as I kissed down her left breast and replaced my fingers with my mouth, getting a shiver at the feel of her hard nipple between my lips.

Lori let go of my cock and wrapped her arms around my head with a long exhaling moan as I sat in my chair and greedily sucked her nipples while I slowly moved my right hand up her thigh. I could feel the moist heat coming off her dark blue satiny lace panties before I touched them, then I began gently rubbing her panties, getting a rush at the feel of her engorged lips. She gasped loudly as I moved her panties to the side and slid two fingers deep into her wet pussy, her whimpering moans building as I firmly worked her G-spot against her writhing hips.

Lori grabbed two hands full of hair and pulled my head up from her tits pleading, "Please, baby, oh please give it to me!” as she pulled me into a desperate kiss. I stood and lifted her legs high as I plunged my raging cock deep into her needy pussy, our desperate kiss deepening as I slowly pulled my cock out and plunged balls deep again. I started a rhythm of slow withdrawals and hard plunges as she whimpered into our kiss with each hard thrust. After several strokes I broke our kiss, laying her back on the table with her knees in the crooks of my elbows as I worked her nipples and took full strokes, pulling out each time.

Her whimpering moans crescendoed at the bottom of each hard stroke, and I could feel my orgasm building as I increased my pace. But I wasn't ready to cum yet and dropped into my chair, pushing her legs forward as I pierced my tongue deep into her ass. Lori let out a howl of pleasure as she began grinding her ass against my mouth and passionately chanting, "Oh yes, deeper-deeper, yes-yes-YES!" as I worked my tongue deeper into the smooth folds of flesh in her ass.

I was ready to go again and stood, pushing her knees into her tits as I drove my raging cock deep into her soaking wet pussy and began pounding with gusto as her face twisted with pleasure and breathless moans escaped her lips with each thrust. I slowed to keep just below my threshold, pausing at the bottom of each stroke to make it last as Lori caught her breath, moaning and chanting, "Yes, baby, oh yes, fuck me!"

I was getting close again as I dropped into my chair and began aggressively licking, sucking and fingering her hot wet pussy as Lori moaned loudly and grabbed my hair, grinding her hips against my mouth. Her orgasm was building fast, but I wasn't ready for her to cum yet and stood teasingly rubbing my hard cock between her hot wet lips as Lori begged, "Please, baby, I'm so hot, please, oh please, fuck me!" I thrust back in and took steady deep strokes knowing she couldn't cum that way, but I was going to get her as close as I could.

She dug her nails into my forearms, making loud cries of pleasure as I shook the table with each hard thrust. I was right on the edge when I dropped into my chair and began ravenously sucking and swirling her clit as Lori moaned and pleaded for me to let her cum. I was going to let her cum alright and just as she went over the edge I sprang up, grabbed her hips and started pounding her for all I was worth. Lori was in the throes of her orgasm and screaming, "FUCK ME!" mixed with outright howls of pleasure when I began involuntarily thrusting and bucking as my pulsing cock exploded deep inside her.

Our orgasms slowly faded and Lori tightly wrapped her legs around me as our breathing slowed. Then I lifted her off the table, and she wrapped her arms around my neck with my hard cock still throbbing in the mixture of juice and cum deep in her pussy as I held her tight and carried her to our room. I knelt on the bed and gently laid Lori down, then collapsed next to her as I thought to myself, how could it get any better! Lori took my hand and squeezed, "Baby, that was wonderful!” she said with a peaceful look of satisfaction on her face.

I returned her squeeze, “I love you, honey, and I love to make us cum together. I know I don't do that for you as much as I should, but this was a special occasion."

She smiled softly and questioningly cocked her head, "Special occasion?" not sure what I meant.

"I just wanted to remind you that none of those hot young guys at the club, who will be trying to talk you out of your panties tomorrow night, can do anything for you that I can’t do better!"

Her smile brightened, "I already knew that baby, but you should probably remind me a little more often," she said as we rolled into each other's arms and began kissing passionately. It felt just like the first time, again!

Saturday evening, October 16, 2015, the big day. It was going on six o'clock, and I was putting away my bike after a long cold ride. I had decided to start riding again when Lori took up her aerobics classes, and It was a good thing I did, I'm not sure I would have been able to keep up with her if I hadn't.

I could tell that dinner was almost ready by the smell as I took off my riding gear in the mud-room. Lori told me that everyone was meeting up at Rick and Kristin's around eight and the girls would all be riding together in Kristin's van and that Rick was getting out the poker chips to play Texas Hold-em with a five dollar buy-in, winner takes all or chop the pot when the girls got back.

Lori had been doing her nervous cleaning routine all day, and the house was spotless. I think she was worried I would change my mind, but I was okay with the girls going out, and I was actually looking forward to taking the guy's money. (I was a pretty good poker player!)

I breathed in deeply as I walked into the kitchen saying, "Smells great, honey!"

Lori was stretched up wiping down the stove vent when I slipped my cold hands up the back of her shirt, and she jumped screeching, "Damn! Your hands are cold," as she spun around winding up her cleaning rag and snapped me good. I grinned and leaned in for a kiss but only got a quick peck.

"Dinner’s almost ready, go wash up. I don't want to be late," Lori said.

She was definitely nervous, it takes less than five minutes to get to Rick and Kristin's, and there was plenty of time, "Take a breath, honey, It’s okay, I'm not going to change my mind,” I said trying to calm her nerves, adding with a smartass tone, “You will have lots of time to get ready and go out clubbing while your faithful Hubby stays home." Lori wasn't amused and crossed her arms giving me ‘the look’ as I quietly slinked away to wash up for dinner.

She had baked a chicken and made mixed veggies, and had everything set out on the gourmet counter when I returned, "Looks good honey," I said as I filled my plate. Lori took a wing with a small scoop of veggies and was staring at her plate looking to nerved up to eat, "It's okay, honey, I want you to go have fun with the girls tonight... really, I'm okay with it!"

Lori looked up at me frowning, "It's just that we have never gone out without each other since the day we met."

I smiled more to myself then Lori, "That's not exactly true,” I mused, "I can remember a couple of times that you went out without me, and had a great time! I've seen the videos!" Referring to the bachelorette parties for Lori, Kristin and Sue.

Lori cracked a little smile, "Yeah well, I seem to remember being home by midnight and waiting up past 3 am when somebody got dropped off and staggered in drunk with stripper glitter all over his face!"

“That’s true, but in my defense, I was tied to a chair and couldn't stop them, and Rick was the one that told them I liked to be smothered! I still wonder how he knew that because I’ve never told him?" I said with a sideways questioning smile. Lori grinned at me, and I was happy that I had gotten her out of her funk.

"I can't help it if Kristin has a big mouth. I told you us girls talk about everything, and I wouldn't worry about the videos if I were you. It's what happened after the camcorder ran out of tape that you should be concerned about, baby!" Lori said with a truly evil little grin.

"I'm sure I should be, honey, but dinner's getting cold so let's eat. I love you!" Lori and I have done this banter many times before and it's always fun.

"I love you too, baby," she said, looking truly happy as she grabbed a chicken leg and took a big bite.

Lori and I ate our dinner not saying much, there was still some tension in the air, but I figured once Lori actually got together with the girls, and they were on the road talking and laughing she would be fine. I helped clear the dishes, and then Lori went to get ready as I flopped in my recliner and grabbed my tablet to do a little reading while I waited. I wanted to help her get ready like a good Hubby should, but Lori had already made it clear that was not going to happen, she was sure I already had enough ideas in my head without encouraging me.

About fifteen minutes later, Lori came out wearing skinny jeans, cowboy boots and a long sleeve blue jean blouse with a brightly embroidered Southwestern pattern, and all but the top button done up with almost no makeup on.

I almost laughed out loud but caught myself, "Honey, I know it's a western-themed club, but I thought you were going out dancing, not to a rodeo. And I'm sure I would be amused to hear about all the tough ladies that hit on you all night, but you can do better," I said, motioning with my finger for her to turn around and go try again.

Lori gave me a big-eyed exasperated look as she turned and went to change. I was chuckling to myself, knowing that my wife is usually pretty conservative, unlike her naughty counterparts, Sally and Sandra. But tonight, she was obviously worried about what I was thinking.

Another fifteen minutes had gone by when Lori strutted into the living room wearing her sexy black fuck-me pumps with black nylons and that tight dark blue dress she had on last night. Her makeup was done nicely but not slutty, and I could see by her ample cleavage she was wearing a push-up bra tonight. I knew Lori wouldn't dance in her pumps, she always kicks her shoes off before going on the dance floor.

Lori stopped in front of my recliner, spun around with a take it all in hand gesture and struck a provocative pose. I was impressed, to say the least, but was curious about a few things, "Garter belt and stockings... or pantyhose?" I asked suggestively, the blue dress had enough pleats around her hips so I couldn't tell.

Lori grinned saying, "Garter belt, baby,” with a naughty lilt.

I was wondering about panties, knowing that if she let some guy get his hand that far up her leg, panties weren't going to slow him down anyway, "Panties!" I asked trying to keep a straight face.  

Lori tried to look offended but wasn't pulling it off, "That's for me to know and you to find out later!" she said with her naughty smile pushing through.

Then, sure enough, as clear as if Lori was still speaking Houseboy chimed in, ‘You're right, panties aren't going to slow down those hot young, smooth-talking, college boys. It's kind of funny though because when it happens, and it will happen, you won't be there to watch, and that's what you really want, isn't it? Why is your cock getting hard?’

Lori was giving me a concerned look when I refocused on her, "Are you okay, baby?" she asked.

My cock had started getting hard at the thought of my wife getting felt-up by some hot young guy, and I felt a little out of place right then, "I'm all right, honey," I stammered.

Lori got a look of recognition as she realized what just happened and decided to change the subject, stating, "We should be going." It was a little past seven-thirty, but Rick and Kristin wouldn't mind if we showed up early, Lori was the ten-minutes-early type.

When we pulled into Rick and Kristin’s, Dave and Sue were already there, and Patti pulled in behind us. Ken and Sandy showed up as we got out of the car and we all exchanged “hellos” as we gathered at the door. Kristin cheerfully greeted everyone, and by the time Ken and I had hung up our coats, Gene and Connie showed up, and the gang was all there. Everyone exchanged greetings and commented on the cold weather, and I was a little disappointed that Patti’s husband Pat had decided to stay home and watch their eleven-year-old son, I was looking forward to taking his money too!

I looked around at the ‘Hot Wives’ and quickly decided Lori was dressed about right, all the ladies were looking good! Kristin had on an off-white peasant blouse and a tight black mid-thigh skirt with a long slit and the same pumps as Lori. Sue was wearing a low-cut denim dress that zipped up the front and was a touch shorter than mid-thigh with sexy black heels. Sandy, Connie and Patti were in nice, knee-length, fall dresses and all the ladies were sporting plenty of cleavage!

Kristin pressed the remote-start for her van announcing, "The party bus leaves in five minutes, round trip to the Wild Bull, girls only!" and everyone chuckled. I was nervously wondering, while the girls huddled discussing who would be the designated driver. Lori was voted in, being the newbie, and she doesn't drink much anyway.

Kristin grabbed her coat saying, "Time to go, ladies," and everyone paired up for a goodbye kiss. Lori was feeling much better now and came to me with a giddy smile as she threw her arms around me, passionately kissing me. It seemed a passionate goodbye kiss was the ‘girls night out’ sendoff.

We were kissing deeply, and I didn't want it to end, but then Lori pulled back with a loving smile saying, "I love you, baby, have fun playing cards."

"I love you too, honey, have fun dancing," I replied, but I couldn't muster much of a smile.

Lori leaned in close, whispering in my ear, "You just keep thinking about later, baby. I already know I want to go dancing again and I will convince you it's a good thing!" then she hopped out of my lap and joined the procession out to the party bus.

The table was set up for the card game, and we all settled in as Rick brought a round of beers and collected our five dollar buy-in. Dave got the first deal, and I was sitting there looking at my cards when I noticed the guys looking back and forth like something was up. Then Dave grabbed my shoulder saying, "Hey, it's all good man, you look like your dog just died, and you don't have a dog!"

"I'm just a little nervous, Lori has never gone out without me before," I replied.

The guys were exchanging smirks, then Rick spoke up, "Yeah, we know, actually we're all little surprised to see you here. We never figured either of you would agree to it. But don't worry, Ken's cousin is a bouncer at the Wild Bull, and we have all figured out that the girls are really just having a good time gabbing and dancing."

"Yeah, I know, but there are a lot of horny college boys at that club," I replied, still feeling uneasy.

The guys started chuckling as Dave spoke up, "Well, actually... that's the best thing for us, the more guys hit on them, the hornier they are when they come home!" Dave said, grinning ear to ear.

The guys were outright laughing, and I finally cracked a smile as Gene tried to reassure me, "Really, the girls look out for each other, and you'll see later. Now, let's play cards!" The guys were really laughing hard now, and I joined in feeling better about everything.

The time flew by as we played, and it was just Ken and me vying for the pot when girls got back a little after twelve-thirty. It's about a forty-minute drive and like Lori said they usually left by midnight.

"Looks like we split the pot," Ken said.

Rick pulled the bills out of his shirt pocket saying, "Clint has the most chips, so here's fifteen and Ken gets ten," as he passed us the bills.

I could hear the girls giggling and talking from the time they got out of the van, and the guys were looking pretty excited as they came to the door. Rick was waiting to let them in, and as he opened the door, they came bursting into the house hunting down their husbands. Lori and Kristin were the last ones through the door, and Kristin embraced Rick as they started kissing passionately.

I had pushed my chair back and was turning to get up when Lori pounced on me, grinning from ear to ear as she grabbed a handful of hair and aggressively started kissing me, probing deeply with her tongue. I was caught a bit off guard, but quickly started kissing back, and after a moment I opened my eyes realizing this was going to last a while. I saw Ken and Gene were already getting their coats, and I was thinking the same thing as I leaned into our kiss a little harder. Then Lori pulled my head back, looking passionately into my eyes, saying, "Take me home, baby!"

"You took the words right out of my mouth, honey!"

We quickly got up, saying our goodbyes, as I grabbed my coat and thanked the guys for their money. I helped Lori into her seat, then quickly ran around and got into the car, but before I could put it in gear she was grabbing my cock through my pants, and we were kissing again. After a long lingering finish to our kiss, Lori sat back and buckled in.

I put the car in gear and took Lori’s hand, "I take it you had a good time."

"Yes, we had a great time!” Lori said, adding, “but I missed you, baby," with a little pout.

"I'm glad you had fun, honey,” I said, then asking, “Did you get to dance much?" already knowing the answer.

Lori put her head on my shoulder and started recounting her evening, rubbing and squeezing my cock through my pants as I drove home, “Yes, I had fun dancing, and my feet are a little sore, but we talked a lot too. I knew Connie was a Flight Attendant, but she really had us rolling with some of the crazy stuff she's seen and done flying all over the world. And no, not that kind of crazy! I can tell by the way Connie talks about Gene they are very much in love the same way we are."

I could tell Lori had a good time and I had nothing to worry about as I slowly worked my hand up her leg. She did say I would find out later and it’s later, ah-ha! She did have on panties, and they were pretty damp! I heard her seat belt un-click as I turned into our driveway, and she climbed onto her seat while I pulled around the house. The second the car was in park, we fell into a desperate horny kiss as she quickly unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard cock. Lori was wound up alright, as she stroked my cock and pinned me to the seat, aggressively kissing and probing with her tongue.

I knew why she was so horny, and I had agreed to it knowing full well, more than one guy had told her how beautiful she is and how stupid I was to let her go out alone. But as Lori dove on my cock taking more than half on the first lunge, I really didn’t care 'why' as I grabbed her hair and forcefully began to fuck her throat, knowing she would flash-back to all the bad boys at the club who wanted her to suck their cocks in the parking lot or bathroom! Yes, I knew why she was horny, and I intended to make the most of it as she gagged and choked but didn’t resist!

I roughly tilted her head back to see her face in the light of the dashboard as Lori coughed and sputtered drool, gasping a few precious breaths before I forced her balls deep again. I aggressively bobbed her head only allowing her a quick breath every few strokes, but she still didn’t resist! I was getting close and just before I filled her throat, like any one of the young studs at the club gladly would have, I pulled her upright and looked into her eyes saying, “Oh no... you’re not getting off that easy.” She looked at me like an impassioned high school girl who desperately wanted to lose her innocence, her chest heaving with drool running down her cleavage. Lori was in a rare submissive mood.

I pulled her into a sloppy kiss until she pulled away gasping for air, “We should go in, honey,” I said. She nodded in agreement, and I quickly went around to help her out, lifting her to me as Lori wrapped her arms around my neck and we began kissing again. I shimmied her dress up and grabbed her ass as I picked her up, setting her wet panties atop my raging hard-on. Lori wrapped her legs around me, and we locked into a deep tongue tangling kiss as I carried her to the house.

I fumbled through the door and carried her to the gourmet counter in the throes of our frenzied kissing. Then I set her on the counter and broke our kiss as I forcefully grabbed her neck, looking deeply into my beautiful wife’s eyes. I wasn't hurting or choking her, just conveying my primal instinct to reclaim what’s mine. I laid her back on the counter and released her neck, then lifted her legs high, pushing them back and wide as I began kissing her left thigh just above her garter-clipped stocking. Lori was vibrating with anticipation as my kisses approached the tender crease at the base of her thigh.

She was making barely-audible whimpers as I flicked and teased my tongue along the edge of her soaked panties, then I placed my open mouth over her engorged lips and exhaled, hot and slow through her panties, adding heat to her burning desire. I teased up the other edge of her panties, kissing my way up her thigh, but I couldn’t deny my primal instinct anymore and dragged her to her feet, snatching a handful of hair as I spun her around and shoved her forward over the counter. Lori didn’t resist as she gripped the edge of the counter arching her back and presenting her ass as I yanked her panties to the side and drove my raging cock home.

I held her cheek against the cool counter with my rock hard cock buried deep in her hot pussy as her legs shook and quivered. I let the first needy rush of desire pass, then slowly withdrew and slammed home again with a guttural grunt. Lori held firm and even pushing back against my thrust as I began easing out and slamming home, slowly increasing my pace.

She tried to suppress her moans at first, but as I began pounding faster her airy chirps turned into chanting encouragement, “Fuck me, oh yes, fuck me harder!” I was floating in that receding ocean of orgasm, just before the tsunami comes as I yanked her head back and Lori began howling, “FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARDER!” her voice vibrating with the tremolo of my rapid pounding, my animal instincts driving me faster and faster as her howls turned into unintelligible tongues.

Lori was gripping the counter for all she was worth as I gave her my last superhuman thrusts and the looming tsunami washed over me. I twisted and pulled her head back for a desperate kiss as I shook and pumped my seed, still thrusting already balls deep, until I collapsed and pinned her to the counter with my chest heaving as Lori wiggled and purred beneath me. Finally, I caught my breath and stood, picking her off the counter as I turned her to face me, “I’m convinced!” I said, looking lovingly at her impassioned yet satisfied face.

Lori arched up on her tiptoes, and I leaned in kissing her softly as she began playfully fondling my balls, then she broke our kiss saying, “I’m glad you’re convinced, baby, because I really want to go out dancing with the girls again,” with a happy grin.

I lovingly caressed her face, “Honey, I just wish you would have asked me sooner, about the ‘girls night out’ thing,” I said, then yawned and stretched, adding, “We should get cleaned up, honey, it’s getting late,” as I smiled down at Lori and she grinned up at me.

Then without warning, she twisted my balls hard, bringing me to my knees as she leaned in close, whispering in my ear, “Oh no... you’re not getting off that easy!” Then Lori squeezed harder with a forward jerk, and I couldn’t draw a breath as I collapsed forward onto my hands.

Lori let go of my balls, and I was trying to regain my wits when she stood on my fingers and pressed the pointy-toes of her fuck-me pumps into the back of my hands as I looked up into her devilish grin. Then she stepped off my hands, and I sucked in a breath just as she snatched a handful of hair on top of my head and started through the dining room. I was scrambling on my hands and knees, trying to keep up, as Lori aggressively dragged me through the house to our bedroom.

She never ceases to amaze me, and I love her more every day. I can't believe it's not a dream!