Her First Time Ch. 19

Dani was stammering, "What if... I'm a teacher, could be fired, if someone..."

"Takes your picture? Sees you and complains? I have never seen you here before, where are you from?"

"Washington State, eastern side," she whispered, barely audible.

Anna smiled, "Then no one you know will be here, will they?"

"But... the internet... it could..."

"You saw the signs, they take it very seriously, there will be no video or photos," Anna explained to her. She got a smile on her beautiful face, began to put her blouse back on, "the girls here, we are not strippers, Maddie ― she is a grocery store clerk; Amber, the redhead before me ― she is a travel agent; I am a defense attorney. We do this because it excites us. You will come out with me, you will undress me, I will undress you... only when you are ready."

My wife was trembling, her eyes on mine, I was virtually in shock. Fuck, Dani was going to do this. Strip... in front of all those people! I shrugged my shoulders, I'm not the boss of her. Besides, here, she's Alan Ryder's woman, not mine.

Barely audible, I heard a tiny, "Yes," come from Dani's mouth. The blood had drained from her face. Mine, too. Alan's smile couldn't have been more obvious. Dani looked scared to death. My dick couldn't have been harder.

"Wonderful! We will have so much fun. You will see. One piece of advice, find a person, man or woman, a face you would love to have between your legs... look at that person, make love with him... or her with your eyes, let them know that you are doing this for them and them alone... it is how I found you."

She looked at the three of us, "Now, go, find your chairs. I will prepare your woman for the most exciting minutes of her life."

But before we parted, she whispered into April's ear. I didn't hear what, only saw April's blush and her response, "No, not without my husband."

Had Anna just asked April...?

Would Dani, if I weren't here?

My heart was pounding a hole in my chest as the three of us walked back into the main room minus my wife, my arm possessively around April, feeling that soft dress, her curves. But my mind was totally on my Daniella, wife of twenty-eight-almost-nine years. Our anniversary was in April, the 15th to be exact. I simply was not believing what was happening!

Our drinks were still on the table, exactly where we'd left them. I pulled out April's chair like a gentleman and helped her comfortably sit, then sat and took a big drink of that Singapore Sling. I needed it. The thoughts in my brain were a jumble; Dani on that stage, right now it was a brunette, what was her profession, maybe an accountant? The fact that these were virtually all semi-amateurs doing this for the sexual gratification made their show so much more fun. No wonder Alan wanted to bring Dani, had he known what would happen? I glanced at him across the table, was that a smug look on his face?

He couldn't have known, wouldn't have known that Anna was here tonight, wouldn't have known she'd pick Dani out from the crowd, he'd looked just as shocked at Anna's revelations.

What was Anna telling Dani? How was she 'preparing' her? God, that voice, it was the sexiest voice I'd ever heard. Would Dani actually do it... or would she come to her senses? Was Anna right, 'anyone wearing that dress was dying to take it off?' Dani had been mortified... but she'd worn it. I closed my eyes and shivered, closing my eyes and seeing Anna lifting Dani's dress above that thong, 'you undress me and I'll undress you'. Would we hear Dani's moaning?

Was Dani thinking about me back there? Or just Alan, her lover, the man she'll be madly fucking back at his house. How had Anna put it, 'He fucks me so hard after -- I cannot get enough.' That would be Dani with Alan, not me. And I wouldn't be there, the first time this trip, which made me think of April, the girl next to me, I'd be fucking her... and those toys I'd bought on the spur of the moment. God, my dick was hard!

I had no idea how long we'd been sitting there, the brunette was gone, replaced by a gorgeous blonde, and I hadn't even noticed. The blonde was just unfastening her bra, and I could see the excitement on her face. God, she had big tits, she was standing right in front of us. Is that where Dani would be standing? She hadn't come back to the table, did that mean she was going to go through with it?

I found out a very short time later, there was an announcer, I hadn't heard him before, his low, gravelly voice, "And now a special treat folks, the lovely Anna..." he pronounced it 'Anna', not 'Onna' like she had, "has enticed a beautiful guest, Daniella, to entertain us." I thought these places used fake names?

My heart was in my throat, I caught myself gripping April's hand much too tightly as I saw my Dani walking through the stage door with Anna, holding her hand. Dani was wearing her dress, her face no longer white like it had been just moments before. She had on a pair of dangly earrings, a matching set of dangles on her wrist, cheeks red with rouge, bright red lipstick, that dress still showing just as much of her as before. Except now, she was on the 'center stage', all the room's attention on her. God, she looked good.

'Onna' was wearing a completely different outfit, a modest button-up, sleeveless blouse, and skirt nearly to her ankles, her long hair in a bun on top of her head, a perfectly modest librarian ― or attorney in a courtroom, albeit a most beautiful one. Is this what she wears in court, I wondered?

Music began, not the loud, boisterous type from earlier; but soft, romantic. I had no idea what it was but it didn't matter. These two women, this sexy minx, and my wife stood facing each other directly in front of our table, about a foot above us. My hand was in April's lap, pressing against her, her hand over mine. Dani with a look of pure lust on her face; slowly, ever so slowly, the two women's lips came together in one of the most seductive kisses I'd ever seen, lips softly molding together, opening. I couldn't see it but imagined what Dani's tongue, or Anna's, must be doing. 'Onna' obviously knew how to kiss to match every other aspect of her eroticism.

Dani's shaking hands began to unbutton Anna's blouse; one, then two, then three, sliding it off her shoulders as she went, that kiss deepening into something else completely. If this had been 'choreographed', I thought the preparation had been forgotten and instinct taken over.

And a moment later, Dani backed away and slid Anna's blouse off her body. She had on no bra underneath. Dani simply stared at the woman before her, perfect tits, upturned nipples, reaching out to touch them, licking her bottom lip like she wanted a nipple in her mouth, but remembering that 'it is forbidden'.

April was pressing my hand into her pussy. She leaned toward me, tickling my ear with her tongue, and whispered to me, "I am bringing my husband here." Did she mean what I thought she did?

Dani had reached up, pulled a pin from Anna's hair, letting that beautiful bronze-colored hair fall to her perfect, naked back. She ran her fingernails over Anna's tight tummy, slowly circling her breasts, not touching her nipples. Anna's body was shivering, obviously enjoying this as much as Dani. Dani's fingers slowly lowered back down, to the button and zipper on the side of Anna's skirt.

They kissed again as Dani slowly lowered the zipper. Anna wiggled her butt a little and the skirt slid down, revealing she was naked underneath. The thought again went through my head, is this what she wears in the courtroom, known only to her? Did they know that one night a month, she becomes a femme fatale?

Anna's perfectly feminine, feline-type body was once again completely naked.

Anna's eyes were on us, whispering in Dani's ear, loud enough to hear, "Your turn."

She stepped behind Dani, turning her so she was looking out into the room, "Don't forget, find someone, someone you'd love to... you know what."

Dani looked around the room, finally settling in one place, giving a smile. I looked in the direction she was looking. There was a man sitting alone at a table, maybe thirtyish, but I'm a lousy judge of age. Good looking, dark, wavy hair, dark-skinned, like he spends a lot of time in the sun, flowery, like a Hawaiian shirt. He was smiling at her, like he knew. I was certain he was the one she was looking at.

Anna was nuzzling Dani's neck, toying, teasing with her hemline, running her hands up and down Dani's legs, occasionally cupping a breast.

"Tell me when you are ready. I will not do it until..." she said, her hands sliding up and down Dani's legs right at the bottom of her dress.

Dani's eyes were clamped tightly closed, "Yes... no..." she opened her eyes, finding her man about ten feet back, off to her left. I looked at him, he knew, staring at her intently like she was conveying what she was thinking, "Yes, now," she softly said.

Anna's fingers begin pushing up Dani's legs, this time catching the hem of her dress and lifting, "You can tell me to stop any time," she whispered.

Dani's face was glowing with her sexual excitement, staring intently at her man, not saying a word, Anna lifting the hem of her dress, her red thong coming into full view, then her flat tummy. Dani stared at him, breathing deeply, her hips slowly undulating. Anna lifted it higher, to the bottom swell of her breasts, to her her areolae. My heart was pounding, my Daniella was being stripped naked, the star in a room full of a couple-hundred very red-blooded men and women... and one that was getting a very special, personal show. Yes, she was pretending to be Alan's woman, but we both knew she was my wife, and now, my wife was being stripped bare.

Anna paused before exposing Dani's nipples, "You okay?" she asked. Dani nodded, raising her arm, hips still swaying back and forth, forward and back... and a moment later, she was standing on the stage, spotlight on her, wearing nothing except a tiny, red thong, nipples so swollen, and hard, so fuckin' turned on! What must the man she's been lusting after be thinking? I tore my eyes away from my wife for just a moment, to him, to that smile, almost a smirk on his face, like he knew this show was for him... that she would be his for the asking.

Anna moved to the front of Dani, off to the side just a little, leaned over, and took one of Dani's naked nipples in her mouth. Dani gasped, apparently, having no idea she was going to do that. The room erupted in a roar, I nearly passed out from the blood rushing from my head. Alan and April acted just as shocked.

Dani gripped Anna's head, ground her hips and moaned, "I thought... thought... was forbidden..." Dani's nipples were so sensitive, a direct connection to her pussy.

Anna pulled her mouth away, stretching out Dani's already swollen nipple in the process, looked up at her, "It is... but nobody is watching..." then sucked her other breast into her mouth. Dani moaned, grinding her beautiful, red fingernails through Anna's hair, only a couple hundred 'nobodies' watching.

Anna's hand went down to the front of Dani's thong, pressing, rubbing. Her mouth seemed to suck harder, "Your panties are so wet." Anna said, pulling her mouth away from Dani's tit. Dani moaned, I was wishing she had a microphone so everyone could hear as well as we could in the front.

Anna's thumbs hooked on the little strap of Dani's thong, "You ready to finish?" she asked.

That thong was all that stood between my wife and complete nudity. Well, that and her heels, but I didn't think those counted for much. Dani didn't answer so Anna removed her thumbs from under the straps and continued to rub with one hand and began squeezing a nipple with the other, Dani's chest heaving. She squeezed her eyes closed and let out a little whimper. Finally, after what had seemed several minutes, there was a little, "Uhuh."

"What," Anna asked, "was that a yes?"

"Y―yes," Dani mumbled, her eyes clamped shut.

"Don't forget to look at your man... think what it would feel like for him to suck the fluids from your pussy, wrap his lips around your clit," Anna said in that seductive, sexily accented voice. Dani opened her eyes, found the guy in the flowery shirt, and licked her lips, moving her feet slightly apart.

She hooked her thumbs over the thin elastic strap one more time and began to push down. I caught myself holding my breath as Anna began pushing away the last vestiges of my wife's modesty. She stopped after only an inch or so, removing her hands, and whispering once again to Dani, "You do it... for your man." The music had long since stopped, and the room was quiet, barely a sound except Anna whispering to Dani. I wondered if the guy Dani was staring at was able to hear what Anna was saying to her.

Dani hesitated, unsure what to do, and Anna took her hands, placing them where hers had been only a moment earlier, and gave a slight push, then pulled away, letting Dani complete the sexy job. She looked numb with lust as she stared at the man alone at the table, pushing her panties to the floor and stepping away from then, completely naked on stage.

God! What would Tom, her coworker she's been flashing in the break room, think if he saw her now? What the hell do I think now?

Once again, Anna whispered to Dani, "Spread your legs apart, let him see his prize." Dani did as asked, spreading her legs probably eighteen inches apart, never wavering her eyes from the man of her lust, her red, swollen pussy in full view.

Anna looked down Dani's body, "Ohhh, yes," she said, "I want you myself, to taste you." Dani turned and the two women kissed, a long, lingering kiss.

It hit me, watching Dani, stark naked, kissing the beautiful Anna, also naked, in front of hundreds of people, something that I'd been thinking about for the past week. I hadn't mentioned it because it was just a thought trying to form itself. Seeing Dani with Alan all week, then last night with Tevin, it was almost like she had a split personality; the school teacher, mom Dani, and the 'sex' Dani. But this is the real Daniella, the one I'm watching on that stage, the one that was with the eighteen-year-old Alan Ryder. She's been repressed deep inside for all those years and finally emerged with just a little coaxing and circumstance, poking her head out gradually, little by little over the last months, sharing a life with the Daniella I've been married to for twenty-eight years.

And I was pretty damned sure that this Daniella, the real Daniella, was not hiding away anytime soon again. She was here to stay this time. I liked this Daniella! I just hoped I'd be able to keep her, but I was certain as I was sitting here watching her that she wasn't going to be satisfied with the life we'd been leading.

If I'm not making a lot of sense here, there's a reason for that. I'd just watched my wife do a striptease in a stripper joint, not exactly an everyday occurrence. My thoughts were a bit jumbled, kind of like shredded dollar bills and trying to put them back together again.

This 'new' Daniella Shore and Anna last name unknown, broke away from each other, picked up their clothes, and walked together backstage, holding hands. Those naked butts!

April looked at me, looking shaken, and said, "That was... just... holy shit!"

Yeah, 'holy shit'! I couldn't have thought of any more precise description of what had just happened.

"I am going to fuck you so hard when we get home!" She wasn't doing a thing to alleviate the throbbing in my cock. "I am going to... when my husband gets home... we're coming here!" April said.

It was just a few moments later when Dani reappeared, walking toward us. The big change was that she didn't have on the thong. We could see her naked pussy through the knit material. She sat back down beside Alan, saying in a more than a little shaky voice, "You have to get me out of here... so fucking horny! She said she's going to be out in just a minute, to wait... but don't know if I can." And she leaned over, devouring Alan's lips, gripping his dick through his pants, "I need this inside me... so bad!"

About then, Anna was approaching, except she stopped to whisper to the Hawaiian shirt guy... and handed him what looked to be Dani's thong. They both looked our way, talked a few more seconds, then Anna walked our way. She had on the leather skirt and transparent blouse from earlier.

"Come with me," she told Dani, extending her hands. Dani stood, following, led by the hand back to where he was seated, Anna spoke for a few seconds and he stood, following the two of them to one of the private rooms, out of our sight.

What the fuck? I hadn't realized, but I'd apparently said it out loud. Alan answered, "It appears that our girl may not be through entertaining for the evening."

I sat, stunned. And so fucking turned on! The past minutes went roiling through my mind, Anna lifting Dani's dress off her, Dani pushing her panties off and standing completely naked, then what happened just seconds ago, Dani going to the back room with the guy she'd been ogling while getting naked. Those images would be ingrained in my mind for my lifetime, along with so many others. After the 'Unfaithful' movie Wednesday, Tevin, was he just last night? And so many others from the past week ― and even before.

I finally asked Alan, "Was any of that set up? Did you know?"

He shook his head, "I didn't know any of it was going to happen. I've never seen Anna before tonight."

I nodded, I believed him. We sat in silence, I took a long sip of my drink, what were they doing back there? There was another girl on the stage, but I'd lost interest, just wanting to get out of there, get April home... get Dani home!

Dani suddenly was back, walking toward us unsteadily, face flushed, nipples poking out through her dress, red and distended. "Go... now!" she demanded, pulling Alan's hand behind her. I got up, pulled April's chair, and helped her up, following out to Alan's truck. Dani was breathing hard, walking fast, a woman on a mission.

She leaned against the hood of the truck, arms outstretched behind her, supporting herself on her elbows, feet a couple feet apart, "Fuck me, Alan... now!"

He acted surprised, looking around, "Babygirl... people..."

"Don't... fucking... care! NOW!" she practically screamed, trembling. This, my wife?

Alan looked around the parking lot one more time, I followed his head movements, didn't see anyone. April and I were standing to the side of Dani, my arm around her, crushing a tit in my fingers, her pressing her body back against me. I felt...

Alan dropped his slacks, right behind Dani... "Ahhh!" she screamed, body convulsing. He was inside her! Her dress pushed up out of the way, his thrusts so fuckin' hard, each one lifting her up on her toes, each one eliciting a new scream, her head thrown forward and back.

I felt the impending crisis in my slacks, gave one last very quick squeeze to April's nipple, and jammed my hand into my pants, squeezing hard, painfully, pinching the tip, nearly buckling myself over with the pain. I'd have given almost anything to have that cage on at that moment, last fuckin' thing I wanted was to come right there in the parking lot.

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!" Dani was repeating, Alan thrusting his cock in and out of her, over and over again, her screams intensifying, oblivious to the fact that anyone in the parking lot, and probably further, was hearing her.

"Babygirl... you're... your cunt... so fucking hot!" Alan was gritting his teeth, grimacing, "damn, damn, damn!"

Dani's body was sprawled across the hood of the truck, legs spread apart, dress up past her waist, "Aaah, aaah... going to..." pushing her head up, screaming, her body convulsing, jerking, Alan's thrusts becoming short, hard, so fucking hard, a roar coming from his mouth befitting the size of man he was.