It was the first time I had taken Tanya to a strip club and I must admit the idea of my bi-sexual wife watching the girls dance was a turn on. The atmosphere in a men's club is always pretty sleazy and this one was no exception. We sat in a booth and got several looks from the guys in the place. We were the only couple there but I didn't mind the looks I knew they were going home with hard-on's and I was going home with her. The attention we received didn't just come from the guys either. The dancers paid us more attention than I would have suspected they would. Tanya was told more than once she should think of coming to work there. She would just smile and blush a little. Accepting compliments about how great she looks has never been her strong suit. Watching her watch the dancers was quite a treat. I could see the smile not just on her lips but also in her eyes. We sat close and I could feel the heat between us and knew when I got her home it was going to be one hell of a night. An attractive, tall blonde dancer with a great body came by, "Would you two like a lap dance?" Before I could tell her no but thank you Tanya came out with, "We would love one! Where do we go?" Shocked but not minding in the least she led us to a small private room.

The music from the main bar area was piped in here. "The only rules are no touching.", she informed us. Then she began to dance. Holding her hands above her head she gyrated her hips.

Then she bent over in front of us and looking at us between her legs reached back and slapped her own soft place.

Sitting back on me she wiggled and shook on my crotch.

Looking at Tanya I could see another woman turning me on was turning her on as well. Leaving my lap she leaned over Tanya and placed her breasts in her face and then parting my wife's legs she knelt down and simulated toying her softness. We were both really horny by the time the dance was over and gladly paid the 50. Returning to our booth I hoped we wouldn't be staying much longer.

Tanya left and went to the ladies room and I took the opportunity to grab the check.

When she came back she had a big grin on her face and said, "Follow me, baby." She led me back to the same room we had just left and closed the door behind us. I sat on the plush red couch again and she said, "The only rule is no touching." With a wink she began dancing to the music. Sliding her hands down her chest she grabbed her shirt, removed it and playfully tossed it in my direction. Grabbing her breasts she massaged them and rubbed her nippled threw her bra, still keeping time to the music. Unclasping her bra she thrust her breasts into my face and never one to follow the rules I toyed her nipple and tried to take her into my mouth. Pulling away she smiled and said, "I said no touching." Kicking off her shoes and removing her socks, she began rubbing her softness through her jeans. Unfastening them she slowly and seductively slid them down her thighs and stepped out of them.

She always wore a g-string and the sight of her in them was always a turn-on. Bending over and looking at me between her legs she slapped her soft place.

She was doing a lot more for me than the dancer ever could have.

Parting my legs she knelt before me and I quickly realized the no touching rule only applied to me. She kissed and chewed through my pants and my erection was soon at full mast. Unfastening my pants and removing my length she turned. Reaching behind her she slid my thingy inside her and still wearing her panties began to rock back and forth to the music. This was my kind of lap dance. She placed her finger on her personal place and slowly rubbed herself closer and closer to orgasm. Leaning further back she let her tongue find mine and this was the most erotic kiss I had ever received. As our tongues explored one another she tried to maintain the rhythm the speaker continued to blare out. Releasing her grip on my tongue she panted, "I'm cumming baby, I'm cumming!" After the paralyses of her orgasm dissipated she began to bounce rapidly on my length. Placing her hands on my legs for leverage she rode me hard and fast. The feeling of her tight softness sliding up and down on my length had me high with the feeling. I held back as long as I could before I shot my cum inside her. Turning back to me we embraced and once again let our lips meet. Kissing her was like sending electric shock waves through me no matter how often I did it. After I helped her gather her clothes and dress, we left our little room. Holding hands we began working our way through the crowded main room. The dancer from earlier was by the bar and we stopped as we passed. Tanya handed her another 50, "Thanks for letting us use your room."