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Nikki's Vacation Fun
by Lingus (address defunct)

***

While on vacation in NYC, wife ends up joining in a 
strip club amateur contest, and things quickly 
escalated from there. (M+/F, slut-wife, exh, cuck)

***

After a year of saving up, months of planning and 
several weeks of getting my business affairs in order, 
Nikki and I were finally off on our first vacation 
since we got married four years ago. I breathed a big 
sigh of relief as I backed the van out of the driveway 
and headed down the street.

"We're off... finally. I thought we'd never make it 
the way things have been these last couple of weeks," 
I said to my wife.

"I'm glad for you, honey," Nikki replied. "You really 
need to get away. You've been working far too hard. 
Besides it'll be nice to get off by ourselves for a 
while too."

It's hard to take vacations when you're starting a 
small business. Two years ago, after selling and 
installing computer systems for someone else for five 
years, I took the big step and started my own computer 
repair business. I had been doing this sort of work on 
the side for two of my employer's large corporate 
accounts to earn some extra cash and because my 
employer's own service department couldn't handle the 
complex systems these accounts were using.

The repair work load finally expanded to a point where 
I was having a hard time handling it by myself and our 
basement was full of machines being repaired, machines 
I'd scrounged for parts and equipment to do the 
repairs. I was faced with a big decision when a friend 
who controlled another large account called to say he 
was very displeased with the service he'd been getting 
from his current repair service. He would give me the 
account if I'd hire an additional repairman to back me 
up.

Nikki and I talked it over and, with butterflies in my 
stomach, I quit my job, rented some cheap space and 
put an ad in the paper for an experienced computer 
repair technician. With Nikki's income as a 
programming consultant we felt that we could get by 
for the first few months as I absorbed the initial 
start-up costs.

Everything went according to plan except I had a 
terrible time finding the right person to hire. Most 
of the younger techs that I talked to had a real 
attitude problem. The older ones were very opinionated 
at to which platforms and which operating systems were 
great and which were "junk" or "crap" or some other 
four letter expletive. Our customers used a variety of 
systems and I knew they wouldn't take kindly to being 
told their systems "weren't worth shit" as one guy 
said about a major computer brand.

One day after two very unsatisfying interviews, I got 
a call from Nikki.

"Sweetheart, I just had an interesting call from my 
mother. I don't really know how you might feel about 
this, but she told me that my brother Bob wants to 
quit his job so he can continue his education and he's 
looking for work. He wants something that has flexible 
hours so he can work it around his class schedule, but 
there don't seem to be many jobs like that around that 
pay more than minimum wage. He can't afford tuition 
and living expenses on that."

Bob had been working for a large computer repair 
outfit and seemed to be pretty good at it. He and I 
talked a lot about various technical matters, and I'd 
even called him a time or two when I'd been stumped by 
a problem. He was just the type of person I was 
looking for.

"Hmmm. That's very interesting," I said pondering the 
news. "Do you think he'd want to come help me?"

"That's the impression I got from Mom. She said he 
didn't want to ask, but he's getting sort of desperate 
because classes start in two weeks so he has to make a 
move now or wait for the next term."

I really needed to get someone on board soon, so I 
called Bob right away and we struck a deal. Since I 
was concerned about cash flow and Bob needed a place 
to stay when he came here for college, my deal 
included converting my old basement electronics 
workshop into living quarters. He told me to leave 
some of the workbenches in so he could even work there 
at night if he needed to. We agreed on a reasonable 
salary, but probably much less than I'd have to pay 
anyone else with similar credentials. It was a good 
deal for both of us.

The only drawback was that Nikki and I no longer had 
our home to ourselves. Our getting away on vacation 
was all the more a thrill for us because we missed our 
privacy. Nikki had to stop running around the house in 
the nude, and I hadn't had sex with my wife on the 
kitchen table for a long time. We used to do crazy 
things like that before Bob was around.

Our vacation wasn't going to be anything very exotic. 
We really couldn't afford that. We talked about going 
to New York City or Chicago or even some of the other 
large mid-western cities, but we abandoned those ideas 
when we found out the cost of nice places to stay and 
eat. Yes, there were less expensive places that we 
could have settled for, but we chose to wait until we 
had the money to do those destinations right. Instead 
we decided to take a leisurely drive around some of 
the small towns of eastern Iowa and western Illinois 
and seeing some historic sights that we read about in 
our guide books. Since we were both from small farm 
communities, we thought we'd find this itinerary 
relaxing.

**

Our first day out was typical of what we had in mind 
for our week away. We drove through a few small towns. 
In one we stopped and took a walk in a pretty little 
park along a river that ran through town. In the next 
we walked around the courthouse square and browsed in 
the shops. We were amused to find no computer hardware 
or software anywhere in sight. One sales clerk told us 
that the Wal-Mart on the edge of town did have that 
sort of thing, but we'd resolved not to have anything 
to do with computers during our vacation.

We ate lunch at a small cafe on the square where it 
appeared many of the locals ate as well. The people 
were very friendly, and since I guess everybody in 
town knows everybody else, the first thing they asked 
was where we were from. I noticed a few of the men in 
the place eyeing Nikki, but I'm used to that. My wife 
is a very pretty blonde with a robust figure. She was 
wearing short cut-off jeans with a short-sleeved red 
bandana shirt that she had tied above her waist. She 
had been sunbathing a lot this summer so she had a 
nice tan and, although I doubt that anybody could 
really tell, my wife had decided to be naughty for 
this trip and she wasn't wearing a bra. In fact she 
hadn't even brought one along.

"It's not a vacation for you if you have to wear a 
necktie," she reasoned, "and it's not a vacation for 
me if I have to wear a bra."

Since I was not about to wear a necktie, I accepted 
her logic.

By late afternoon we had made our way into another 
small town. We found the best looking of the two 
motels and took a room. Although the furniture was 
pretty dated, the place was clean and for $18 per 
night, we thought it was a real find. After we'd 
gotten checked in and freshened up a bit, we went out 
to look around for a place to have a beer and 
something to eat. On the way into town we'd passed a 
large rambling place called "Harry's Bar" that 
appeared to be well patronized. The parking lot was 
full of cars anyhow, so we headed back there thinking 
it was the place in town to go.

As we opened the front door of the place, even before 
the odor of stale cigarette smoke and spilled beer 
overwhelmed our senses, we heard a booming voice say 
"Let's have a nice hand for Nancy." Then we heard 
applause and a few cat calls. Nikki gave me a puzzled 
look as we walked out of the small vestibule and into 
the main bar area. At the same time we both realized 
that we'd just entered the local strip joint. One 
completely nude gal was gathering her clothes from 
guys around the runway while the other was getting her 
paraphernalia set up.

My quick look at both of the women on stage told me 
they were very pretty gals, but I was instantly very 
concerned thinking Nikki would be very uncomfortable 
here. "I'm sorry," I said to her. "Let's go find 
someplace else. OK?"

"I didn't see any place else," she replied. "Look, 
it's alright. Let's have a beer anyhow. Then we can go 
find someplace to eat."

"You sure?" I asked doubtfully. "I don't want you to 
feel embarrassed or uncomfortable."

"No, I'll be fine. I would never come into a place 
like this alone, obviously, but I'm sort of curious. 
I've never been to a strip joint before. I'd sorta 
like to see how they do it."

As Nikki and I made our way to an empty table along 
the side of the room, I noticed that every man in the 
place was looking at Nikki. The dancer who was about 
to start her routine had suddenly, but temporarily, 
lost her audience. At this point of the evening Nikki 
was the only woman in the audience. When I pointed out 
to Nikki that she had everyone's attention, she 
giggled and said "that's nice."

A waitress soon arrived at our table, but before she 
asked for our drink order she asked Nikki "are you 
here for the contest?" Nikki gave her a funny look.

"What contest?" she asked.

"Oh, every Wednesday night we have an amateur 
contest," the waitress replied.

"There's a $100 prize for first place and it starts at 
9:00" she went on.

"No, we're just here for a drink actually," I answered 
for Nikki. "Could you bring us each an Old Style?"

"Oh, sure," the waitress responded. "Coming right up."

"I'm sorry, honey," I said to Nikki as the waitress 
left. "I hope you're not embarrassed. I had no idea 
what sort of place this is."

"I know that," Nikki replied. "It's sort of strange 
because every place like this I've seen has something 
like 'Girls, Girls, Girls" or 'Nude dancers' on a big 
neon sign out front. This place seems to keep what 
goes on inside almost a secret."

The waitress quickly returned with our beers and 
collected $3.00 which I thought was extremely cheap 
for a place like this. Before she left, Nikki said 
"what do the contestants have to do in your contest?" 
I was very surprised by my wife's interest in the 
subject.

"Well, darlin', they just take off their clothes, just 
like that dancer that's up there right now. Then when 
everybody's through, the audience votes for a winner. 
She gets the $100. Actually it's pretty good pay for a 
few minutes work if you win, but you couldn't get me 
up there for any amount of money. No sir."

"Planning to enter?" I said jokingly to my wife when 
the waitress was gone.

"Well, a hundred dollars is a hundred dollars. Like 
she just said, that's pretty good pay for a few 
minutes work." Nikki wasn't laughing or even smiling 
as she made that remark and I wondered if she might be 
serious about it.

"Would you be upset if I did something like that?" she 
asked.

I figured that my wife was kidding and maybe needling 
me a little for having brought her to a place like 
this so I gave her a flip response. "Nah, if you want 
to get up and take your clothes off in front of this 
room full of men, go right ahead. I do know one 
thing," I said seriously, "if you did it, you'd win. 
No doubt about that."

Nikki didn't say anything more for a bit, but she 
drank her beer and watched intently as two dancers 
went through their routines. Since she was watching, I 
figured I could watch too, and by the time the second 
dancer was done parading up and down the runway with 
nothing on, I felt my cock getting pretty hard. The 
next dancer was preparing to start, and I was already 
imagining what she'd look like naked, when Nikki 
regained my attention.

"Hell, I can do a better job than that," she said 
quietly but very firmly. "If the amateurs aren't any 
better than these pros I've got the hundred in the 
bank."

My wife's remark startled me. "Does that mean you're 
going to enter?" I asked.

"I'm thinking about it. Didn't she say the contest 
started at 9:00?"

"As I recall, yes," I replied.

"Let's go get something to eat and some fresh air and 
then come back here later. OK?"

We found a place in town to eat and as we were having 
our hamburgers, I asked Nikki if she was really 
serious about entering the contest.

"I'm not sure," she replied. "Were you serious when 
you said you didn't mind?"

"Ya, I guess so, although I really didn't take it as a 
serious question. Is it the hundred dollars? Is that 
it?"

"No, not really, although that would be nice to have 
for our vacation. You see, Al, I guess I've never 
mentioned this before, but I've always had this 
fantasy about stripping in front of a room full of 
men. Weird, huh? I almost did it once in college on a 
dare, but my boyfriend got upset and wouldn't let me. 
This seems like the perfect place to do it. No one 
around knows us, so there won't be any 
repercussions... and who knows, I might just win the 
money."

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed. Here was my wife that I 
thought I knew pretty well, telling me something 
wilder than I'd even imagined. I didn't know what else 
to say.

"Does that offend you? If so I'm sorry," Nikki said as 
she put her hand on my arm. "Let's forget all about it 
and head back to the motel."

"No, sweetheart, I can't say it upsets me. It sure 
does surprise me though. It also excites me, I guess. 
Anyhow, I've just gotten very hard just listening to 
you talk about it. Let's go back to Harry's and see 
how you feel when we get there."

As we walked back into Harry' Bar, the waitress saw us 
and came directly over.

"So are you entering the contest?" she asked.

I was about to say we were thinking about it when 
Nikki said "yes. How many other contestants are 
there?"

"Four so far counting you, hon'" she replied. "And 
just between you and me" she whispered, "you're a 
cinch if you're any good at all at dancin'. I've seen 
the others before and they're no great shakes. Hell, 
if I got up there I could probably beat them."

It was hard to find an empty table because the place 
was filling up fast. When we did sit down, Nikki 
noticed the look of surprise that I still had on my 
face. "You're not changing your mind on me now, are 
you?" she asked.

"No. Not at all. I'm just surprised that you're really 
going through with it."

The contest started pretty much on time and Nikki 
watched carefully to see what her competition did on 
stage. I watched intently too, but I was watching just 
because I like to see women take their clothes off. 
The first contestant went through the motions but 
lacked any enthusiasm. She looked like she had done 
this many times before and was just anxious to get 
done with it.

"Not a very good act," I said when the first one 
finished.

"Why do you say that?" Nikki asked. "She is pretty and 
she moved real nice."

"There's only one thing I can tell you about what men 
like at a show like this," I confessed. "We want the 
women to look like they're enjoying taking their 
clothes off for us. We each want to think she's 
interested in us personally. She looked very 
mechanical and disinterested."

"That's interesting," Nikki said as the second 
contestant took the stage. This one was much more 
animated than the first. She was a little pudgy, but 
she seemed to enjoy teasing the guys and the guys 
responded accordingly. I suspected that she was a 
local gal that did this often and really got off on 
it.

"Much better," I said when she was finished. "Not 
great but a lot more personality."

Dancer number three clutched and left stage without 
removing her panties. The crowd began chanting "skin 
to win". The chant turned to boos and hisses when she 
grabbed her clothes and ran from the stage.

"Our next contestant is Rhonda," the MC announced. 
This was the name that Nikki chose to use just to be 
sure she wasn't recognized by someone who'd wandered 
this far from home. "Let's give Rhonda a nice warm 
welcome. This is her first time here at Harry's."

I gave Nikki a kiss and a pat on the ass as she 
sashayed up to the stage. The crowd was very 
enthusiastic in their reception. She was the only 
contestant who they hadn't seen before, except for the 
one who got cold feet.

I felt my heart in my throat as my wife loosened the 
knot on her shirt and began to unbutton it. I knew 
that her bare breasts would soon be on display, but 
the crowd went wild when they realized Nikki wasn't 
wearing a bra. Nikki's lack of tan lines was 
immediately apparent. She sunbathed topless in our 
enclosed patio so her breasts were a warm tan tipped 
with dark pink nipples. Her nipples stood out proudly 
telling the audience that Nikki was getting excited.

Nikki opted not to throw her shirt out into the 
audience as the first dancer had done. She told me 
later that she was afraid she might not get it back 
and would have to leave the place topless. I thought 
that would have only added to the excitement, but I 
guess it was the prudent thing to do.

In a minute or two Nikki began to tug at the zipper on 
her cut- offs. After she'd teased us for a bit, she 
turned her back to us and stuck out her ass as she 
slowly worked her shorts down over her buns. The 
entire crowd including me roared in excitement when we 
realized that a bra wasn't the only thing that my wife 
hadn't worn today. She wasn't wearing any panties 
either.

 When she'd slid the cut-offs down to her thighs she 
let them fall to the floor and stood in place slowly 
rocking her weight from one foot to the other. Her 
perfectly shaped cheeks rolled from side to side as 
the audience cheered. Then she took a step back toward 
us, slid her feet far apart and bent as far over as 
she could to pick up her cut-offs. Everyone in view 
got a fantastic open view of my wife's wet pink slit 
framed in brown fur. Again the crowd erupted. Nikki 
was a big hit.

Nikki completed her show by striking various poses 
that made it possible for every man in the room to get 
a good view of her delicious pussy. As her finale she 
bent over again facing the back of the stage and 
repeated her previous pose bending over. She ran her 
finger tips up the insides of her thighs and finished 
by rubbing her fingers through her dripping slit. 
Finally she turned around to face the audience as she 
licked off her fingers and blew us a kiss. No one 
needed a vote to know she'd just picked up the hundred 
bucks.

The MC called for the vote even before Nikki had a 
chance to put any of her clothes back on so she was 
still nude when the MC held his hand over her head and 
asked for applause. My otherwise reserved wife rubbed 
her left breast with her right hand while she reached 
down and stuck the fingers of her left hand into her 
cunt. I suspect that what she did was illegal but no 
one there was about to object and she was declared the 
winner. Nikki grabbed her clothes and ran back stage.

In a couple of minutes I saw her trying to make her 
way back to our table. She was having a hard time 
getting through the crowd and as I watched I realized 
why. The men were all grabbing feels of her along the 
way. Some grabbed her breasts, even reaching under her 
shirt. Others were trying to get their fingers inside 
her cut-offs. One of them succeeded and I saw a look 
of pleasure on my wife's face as he either rubbed her 
clit or got his fingers into her opening. She paused 
for a moment to savor his touch.

"That was some show," I said as Nikki struggled the 
last few feet to where I was standing.

"Thanks. I can't believe I actually went through with 
it. Was I really trashy?" she asked. "I tried to be."

"You were," I confirmed. "The crowd and I loved every 
minute of it. Did you get the money?"

"Not yet. I have to go back to the office. The boss 
keeps it in there, I guess.

I'll be right back... that is if the crowd will let 
me."

I laughed as I watched my sexy prize-winning wife head 
off for the office. I kept my eyes on her until I saw 
her go in and close the door. Then I foolishly heaved 
a sigh of relief thinking that her ordeal was over. 
When she hadn't come back out in ten minutes I began 
to get concerned, but the crowd had quieted back down 
and the regular strippers were about to come back on 
stage, so I ordered another beer and turned my 
attention back to the show.

Dawn, the first dancer was a very pretty gal who 
really had a clever act and looked like she was 
enjoying herself. I was so captivated by her that I 
momentarily forgot my concern for Nikki. During Dawn's 
act she tossed her G-string my way, so I waited 
excitedly for her to come to retrieve it. 

As I waited I noticed that the other men who'd caught 
parts of her costume were getting a feel of her bare 
breasts and a passionate kiss when they returned their 
booty. I waited impatiently for her to make her way 
back to me and followed the lead of the others by 
caressing her breasts for a few seconds before she 
gave me my kiss.

"Hey, mister, just what do you think you're doing?" a 
voice called from behind me. I turned to see my wife 
watching as I handed back Dawn's G-string.

"Darn, you caught me," I laughed as a sense of relief 
passed over me. "Where have you been for so long? I 
was getting very worried about you?"

"Yeah, I saw how worried you were," Nikki said in mock 
disgust. "Let's get out of here. I'll tell you about 
it in the car."

"So what happened?" I asked as we drove away from 
Harry's.

"Well, first Harry offered me a contract. He really 
wanted me to stay and dance professionally here. When 
I told him we were just passing through and I couldn't 
do that, he made me another offer and I hope you're 
not upset by it."

"What was that?" I said as I felt a lump in my 
stomach.

"He offered to triple my winnings if I'd have sex with 
him."

"Oh my gawd! And you did it, didn't you?" I said in 
astonishment.

"Yes, I did. I hope you're not angry. Now that I've 
had some time to think about it, I know I shouldn't 
have done it. I mean that's no way for a married woman 
to act, and that's no way for him to operate. But when 
he first made his offer I was really turned on. That 
dance got me hornier than I remember being in a long, 
long time. You saw me let those men grope me. I can't 
imagine myself letting that happen. Then when I got in 
the office and he made his offer... and pulled a big 
hard dick out of his pants... I went nuts. I'm sorry, 
sweetheart... very sorry."

I didn't acknowledge Nikki's apology. I was too busy 
trying to absorb the significance of what had just 
happened. This morning we left for a nice quiet 
vacation. Tonight I'm heading back to our motel with a 
wife who's just stripped naked and done very 
explicitly erotic things in front of dozens of 
strangers before going into another strangers office 
and fucking him.

"This has the makings of a very interesting vacation," 
I said as I leaned over and kissed my wife. "I wonder 
what other unexpected incidents lie ahead."

For the next few days Nikki and I did the more normal 
things vacationers do. We drove from town to town 
seeing the sights, eating, sleeping and generally 
relaxing. Our wild night at Harry's Bar was never far 
from our minds, however. As I drove, visions of Nikki 
flashing her cunt to her captivated audience or 
getting her cunt filled with Harry's "magnificent 
cock" kept popping into my head. No matter what we did 
during the day, in the evening, we always ended up 
talking about it. We ended each day with a passionate 
and satisfying fuck.

On our last night out, we ended up in a motel room on 
the first floor. The room had a large window which 
looked out over a courtyard and the swimming pool. As 
Nikki undressed for bed, I noticed that the drapes 
were not closed tightly. That gave me an idea.

"Do you still like the idea of undressing in front of 
strange men?" I asked.

"Yes, I sure do. Why?" my wife asked.

"Well, I don't think you've noticed but the drapes 
aren't closed completely. You may have already been 
seen by people passing by, but I was thinking of going 
into the motel bar and telling the men there that 
there is a very sexy woman walking around her room 
nude and with her drapes partly open.

"Al, sweetheart, I was the one who left the drapes 
open, but if you want to get an audience for me, I'd 
love it. Maybe I could get dressed again and do a 
strip-tease for them."

"That sounds terrific. You'd better get ready, because 
I'm on my way. I'll cough loudly when we're outside. 
That's you cue to start the show."

I went to the motel bar and found nearly a dozen men 
there.

"Hey guys," I yelled excitedly as I burst through the 
door. "There is some real sexy babe undressing in one 
of the rooms, and her drapes aren't completely 
closed." I got their attention real fast.

"Where? I gotta see this!" the first retorted.

"Yeah, take us to her," called another.

"Ah, I'll bet she's gone by now," whined a third.

"Well, anyone who wants to see the show, follow me," I 
called as I walked out the door.

As the group gathered outside our room, I counted 
eleven men including the bartender who'd left his post 
to see my wife undress. The first of them peeked in 
the window as I coughed loudly.

"Hey, bud, be quiet," one of them said. "You'll spoil 
the show."

I knew my wife wasn't about to close the drapes. In 
fact while I was gone, she'd opened them even further. 
There was now an opening of nearly two feet. Nikki 
stood right in front of the window and began to 
undress. She'd put on a red plaid blouse and a blue 
full skirt. It was another of my favorite outfits. At 
first she played with the buttons on her blouse before 
unbuttoning it completely. She left in on, however, as 
she started to tease us by lifting her skirt until it 
almost showed something. Then she dropped it again.

As she continued her tease, the men realized that 
Nikki knew we were there. Since only a few of us could 
see in the room at any one time, one of the bolder or 
drunker guys tapped on the window.

"Hey, babe. Open the drape some more," he shouted. 
Several of the others thought the show would end 
immediately. I wasn't sure how my wife would react, 
but we were all delighted when she found the draw cord 
and pulled the drapes completely open. The light from 
the room now made our faces visible to her so she 
walked from one end of the window to the other, 
blowing kisses to each of us.

"Wow, who is this babe?" the bartender asked.

"Yeah, man. She is hot," another agreed.

"Man, I'd give anything for some of that," muttered 
someone else. Nikki, my sexy wife, was a big hit 
again, and she hadn't even taken anything off yet.

Finally, Nikki pulled her blouse open far enough for 
us to see her tits. The men cheered their approval. I 
was a little concerned about the noise thinking 
someone might call security. I caught Nikki's 
attention and gave her a signal to hurry things up. 
She threw the blouse across the room and began playing 
with her skirt again. This time she lifted it high 
enough to show that she wasn't wearing any panties for 
this show either. Again a roar of approval from her 
audience. I was starting to get real nervous.

Nikki must have sensed the urgency of the situation 
because she quickly discarded her skirt and pranced 
around the room completely nude. The men insisted in 
expressing their delight in spite of my admonitions to 
keep the noise down.

Nikki's finale left every cock out there as hard as a 
rock. She climbed onto the bed and rolled around a bit 
before laying down with her feet toward us. As she 
slowly spread her feet, she began to lift them in the 
air. As she did so, her pussy became more and more 
visible. When her legs formed a "V", she paused and 
then ran her fingers down her thighs until she reached 
her wide open cunt. She played with herself for a few 
seconds before licking her fingers.

I heard voices approaching just as Nikki was blowing 
us a final kiss. I signalled her to close the drapes. 
She did just as a security guard and the manager 
walked up. Our group disbursed without incident. Even 
the bartender was able to get back to his post without 
being seen. The only remaining evidence of my wife's 
blazen display were eleven hard cocks.

Before I went back to our room, I stopped back at the 
bar. I wasn't going to let this erotic experience end 
so quickly. I thought the bartender looked like the 
type Nikki would enjoy.

"How'd you like the show?" I asked as I took a seat at 
the bar.

"Jeez, man, that was terrific. Do you know that 
woman?" he asked sounding rather envious.

"Sure do. She's my wife." I answered proudly.

"You're kidding!" 

"Nope. That's the missus. Every inch of her, in fact."

"You're one lucky guy," he went on. "I'd sure love to 
have something like that waiting in bed for me."

"Would you like to see her closer up, and maybe get a 
sample of just how sexy she is in person?" I asked.

"Hell, who wouldn't?" he answered.

"How soon do you close?" I asked.

"I can close whenever I want. The other guys in here 
are mostly my buddies anyhow. Why?"

"Why don't you and a couple of your buddies come by 
our room in half an hour or so. Bring along some beer 
and maybe a bottle of champagne. Maybe we can persuade 
my wife to do another show for you...something a 
little more personal even."

"You serious man?" he asked doubtfully. 

"Sure am," I answered. "We'll see you in room 111 in 
half an hour."

I practically ran back to our room.

"Where have you been?" Nikki asked. "I was afraid you 
guys got in trouble. Is everything all right?"

"Sweetheart, it's more than all right. It's fantastic. 
Your show was a big, big hit."

"I'm glad you liked it," my wife replied. "Did the 
other guys like it too?"

"They liked it so much some of them are coming by in a 
few minutes for a closer look," I said. I hoped that 
Nikki would be excited by the idea, but I wasn't at 
all sure. This part was something we hadn't talked 
about. I just figured that since she'd let Harry get 
in her pants, she was open to the idea with these 
other guys. I knew the very thought of her doing it 
with them had already made me very hard.

"What do you mean by a closer look,'" Nikki asked.

"Well, the light wasn't very good from out there and 
the glass was sort of in the way, so they hoped they 
could see better if they were in here. We wouldn't 
have to worry about security either. Is that OK?"

"I don't know," she said. "It sounds sort of fishy to 
me. I'll see."

I was a little worried that Nikki didn't like the 
idea. I did notice, however, that she didn't bother to 
put on any clothes even though she knew we were about 
to have guests.

The bartender and his two friends arrived five minutes 
early. When we heard the knock at the door I thought 
Nikki might take that as her cue to put on a robe or 
go into the bathroom, but she didn't.

When Nikki showed no signs of covering herself for our 
guests, I asked if she wanted to open the door. She 
didn't bother to answer, but walked over and threw the 
door open. "Hi fellas. Come on in," she welcomed them.

I watched as three jaws dropped open. I guess none of 
them were used to being greeted at the door by a 
beautiful naked woman.

"You guys have sort of met my wife, Nikki," I said in 
greeting.

"Hi Nikki. I'm Todd," said the bartender.

"I'm Jim," said one friend.

"And I'm Ben," said the other.

"Well, I'm naked and I'm horny," my wife said. "Todd, 
would you mind pouring me a glass of that champagne."

It was my jaw's turn to drop as I listened to my 
wife's bold acceptance of what she must have realized 
I wanted to happen.

Todd uncorked the bottle and handed Nikki a glass of 
champagne. She took it and laid back on the bed in a 
very seductive pose. Her legs were pointed toward the 
three men with her thighs parted just enough to give a 
partial view of her pussy. She lifted the glass to her 
lips and took a small sip. Then she spread her thighs 
further so that the entire length of her slit was 
visible. She held the glass over her pussy and poured 
a small stream down onto her cunt.

"Would any of you men like a taste?" she asked.

The three men stepped forward at once but Jim was the 
quickest and I watched as his tongue dipped into my 
wife's champagne flavored slit. I nearly came from the 
sensation.

Todd didn't want to be left out so he stripped and 
climbed onto the bed. His cock was sticking straight 
out and looked to be about seven inches long. He took 
Nikki's champagne glass and poured a bit of its 
contents onto his pole.

"Would you like a taste of mine?" he asked. Nikki 
quickly began licking the head of Todd's tool. I 
watched closely as she circled it with her tongue. The 
sight of my wife getting and giving head was an erotic 
experience unlike any other I've known. Nikki sucked 
Todd's cock into her mouth as Jim increased the 
intensity of his licking her pussy.

"Come on Ben," I said. "Let's not be left out." I 
poured some champagne on each of Nikki's breasts and 
pointed at one as an invitation to Ben. He had already 
undressed anticipating being part of the action so he 
climbed onto the bed and began to run his tongue in a 
circle around Nikki's left nipple while I did the same 
to her right. I could hear Nikki beginning to moan 
softly.

I think Nikki was too engrossed in sucking Todd's cock 
and enjoying the sensations caused by so many tongues 
on her body to notice when Jim stopped eating her and 
moved up over her nude body. I saw him and watched 
carefully as he placed his cock at the entrance of her 
vagina. He lunged forward and my wife was instantly 
impaled on his erect dick. Nikki and I gasped 
simultaneously at the sensation of his penetration.

I was so excited by the sight of another man fucking 
Nikki that I couldn't breathe for a few seconds. I sat 
back and stared at the juncture of Jim's cock and my 
wife's wet cunt. Slowly Jim began moving. As he 
increased the tempo Nikki let Todd's cock fall from 
her mouth while she concentrated on the pleasure of 
her loins. Her soft moans increased in intensity and 
volume as Jim's cock pistoned faster and faster into 
her.

Suddenly Nikki threw her head back. "Aaaghhhh!!" she 
shrieked.

Jim didn't break stride as he worked toward his own 
orgasm. Just as Nikki began to respond again to his 
thrusts, he came. I had just seem my wife take a load 
of another man's cum. The two of them laid motionless 
for a few seconds before Nikki returned her attention 
to Todd's still raging tool. She sucked him vigorously 
until Jim had moved out of position.

I looked at Nikki's pussy when Jim withdrew and saw a 
stream of his cum running out of her. It was 
incredible. That's the only the word I know that comes 
close to describing it. I continued to stare at my 
wife's recently fucked cunt until my view was blocked 
by Todd as he moved into position to take his turn. 
While I watched Nikki was penetrated by another cock. 
Ben moved up by Nikki's head and placed his hard prick 
in her mouth. 

She immediately began to suck on it while Todd started 
ramming into her. Todd didn't begin slowly like Jim 
had done...perhaps because Nikki was full of cum and 
very slippery. Instead he put the pedal to the metal 
and gave my wife every ounce of his energy like he was 
running a hundred yard dash.

Nikki backed away from Ben's cock. "Just a minute," 
she said to Todd. Then she pulled away from him and 
let his cock fall out of her. I watched as a glob of 
Jim's cum came out with it. Nikki turned over onto her 
hands and knees and said "now fuck me, Todd. Fuck me 
hard." As soon as Todd reentered her, Nikki reached 
back and began to rub her clit. In her new position 
and with her own assistance Nikki came quickly and 
Todd came seconds later. Then she fell forward onto 
the bed with Todd on top of her.

Nikki recovered quickly and Todd crawled away and sat 
down on the floor as he continued to recover. "Ben, 
baby, it's your turn. Let's see what you've got," she 
said. "Lie down here and let me get on top this time."

In one motion, Ben was prone on the bed with his pole 
waving in the air. My wife climbed up over him and 
looked back at me as she positioned herself over him. 
Slowly she settled down onto Ben's cock. As she did, 
she blew me a kiss and whispered, "I love you." 

Of all the positions she'd been in this one was the 
best for me. I had a perfect view of Ben's cock as it 
moved in and out of my wife's cunt. She bounced up and 
down slowly at first. I saw Ben reach up and begin to 
knead Nikki's breasts with his hands. She increased 
the tempo of her movement before settling down onto 
Ben's tool and rocking her pelvis back and forth. Ben 
began rotating his hips to match Nikki's movements.

Both of them began making moaning sounds indicating 
that success was close at hand. The intensity of their 
noises grew steadily until I heard a duet of passion 
when they both went over the top. Both of their bodies 
were rigid for a few seconds. Then Nikki collapsed on 
Ben's chest. They stayed that was for several minutes. 

I was too mesmerized by the sight of Ben's cock still 
implanted in my wife's cunt to do or say anything. As 
I watched his cock slowly shrank and finally the tip 
of it appeared followed by a flood of cum. It was no 
wonder why so much white fluid escaped Nikki's 
opening. She had three loads in there... three big 
loads based on how they felt when they blasted into 
her, so she told me later.

When Nikki recovered enough to move, her three lovers 
gathered up their scattered apparel from around the 
room and began to get dressed. Nikki sat up on the bed 
looking like a tired but satisfied woman. When they 
headed toward the door, Nikki held out her arms to 
them. They each got a passionate "thank you" kiss. She 
stroked each of their cocks through their pants and 
said "thanks for sharing these with me. You are all 
wonderful lovers. I had a marvelous time."

When our guests had left Nikki suddenly seemed very 
pensive. "Are you upset with me for acting that way?" 
finally asked.

"Sweetheart, how could I be upset when I set it all 
up. My only complaint is that I haven't had my turn 
yet."

"Well, that's easy to fix," she said as the laid back 
down and held her arms outstretched inviting me to 
take her.

"I have to have some champagne first," I said as I 
picked up the bottle. I poured champagne on Nikki's 
cum filled cunt as she watched in dismay.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm going to have my taste now," I replied.

"You can't do that," she answered. "That's a mess. At 
least it sure feels like a mess."

"Well, it looks like a mess too," I assured her with a 
laugh. "Here, would you like to see it?" I continued 
as I reached for her mirror lying on the dresser. I 
held in for her so she could see her cum matted and 
cum filled pussy.

"It looks like my wife has been busy, doesn't it?" 

"That looks pretty slutty, if you ask me," she replied 
as she pushed the mirror aside.

"Yes, that's a good word for it," I agreed. "How does 
it feel to have three loads of cum in you? It sure was 
fun to watch them being put there."

"Did you really enjoy that?" Nikki asked. "It was a 
lot of fun for me. I've never come so many times or 
had so much attention, but I don't see what was in it 
for you."

"I loved it!" I said emphatically. "I can't explain 
why though...but enough said. I think it's a husband's 
solemn duty to clean up his wife after she's been a 
slut." I dove between Nikki's thighs and began eating 
her. I didn't know what to expect with the combination 
of the champagne, cum from three different men and 
Nikki's own juices, but I found the taste and 
sensation indescribably terrific. 

Nikki protested and tried to move away, but when I 
wouldn't stop she soon acquiesced and let herself 
enjoy my efforts. "You know, sweetheart, I love having 
my pussy eaten, and you do it so well. You're much 
better at it than Jim."

After I got as much of the cum out of her as I could, 
I finally took my turn fucking my wife. We fell asleep 
as soon as we both came. I was still lying on top of 
her, I think.

The next morning we had to get packed and on the road 
early because we still had a good day's drive ahead. 
Nikki seemed somewhat distant while we packed and had 
breakfast although she did assure me that she felt 
fine. We exchanged a kiss and "I love you's", but I 
knew my wife's mind was elsewhere.

When we got on the road I decided that it would be 
best to clear the air, if there was a problem about 
last night. I didn't want us to return from vacation 
with any bad feelings.

"So how do you feel about last night?" I asked 
figuring I might as well be direct about it.

"I don't really know," Nikki replied. "How do you 
feel?"

"To be honest, I loved it," I said, "but it's more 
important how you feel?"

"Why's that?" she asked. "You were the one whose wife 
cheated on you... and for the second time on this 
trip."

"Is that how you'd describe it?" I asked.

"It's not a matter of how I'd describe it," she 
replied. "That's just what it was. I had sex with four 
other men. That's cheating."

"Did you enjoy the sex?" I asked as I tried to change 
our approach to the issue.

"Oh, yes. I enjoyed it a lot. I'm sure that was pretty 
obvious, at least last night when you saw me doing it. 
You see, I guess that's what's really got me 
confused," Nikki confessed.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I feel guilty about what I did, but I enjoyed 
doing it so much... and have this strange desire to do 
it again sometime."

"If what you did is OK with me, what have you got to 
feel guilty about?" I asked. "You know, I really 
enjoyed it too. I enjoyed last night especially when I 
got to see those three guys doing it with you. The 
feeling I got when I saw each of their cocks enter you 
was unbelievable...and unexplainable, I guess."

"That sounds really strange to me, I must admit, but 
if you say you really liked it, I'll take your word 
for it. I guess it doesn't really matter much now 
anyhow. Tomorrow it's back to the world of computers 
and other mundane things. We'll even have to start 
being careful about having sex again because of Bob," 
Nikki lamented.

"True," I replied, "but there's always our next 
vacation. With your three hundred dollar prize money, 
maybe next year we can go to St. Louis."

"Hmmm, that sounds like fun. I wonder if they have any 
amateur contests there."

"I sure hope so," I replied. My cock started getting 
hard at the thought.

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