Wife's Revenge

Brian was a little apprehensive that night and after dinner he said that he needed to talk to me. His manner was making me suspicious and I was a little sharp, as I agreed to talk. He said nervously that Sandra at work was getting married. I bristled at mention of her name. "To whom?" I asked coldly. "To young John in the warehouse at work." he said. "Does he know you were fucking his girlfriend?" I spat at him savagely. He looked at me shocked at my language "No, he stammered he doesn't know and I've told you it's over between us."

"Is that it?" I asked and he replied with a nervous "No, the boys at work want to give him a bucks night and they have asked me to come as they want to have it in the warehouse." "I suppose you expect me to let you loose at a bucks party with some slut of a stripper parading around so you can fuck her as well?" I snapped at him. "No, no!" He said, "I wouldn't touch her, the agency has been given instructions that they stripper was to pay special attention to John." "I suppose she is going to fuck him then?" I said a little less aggressively, as the beginning of an idea hatched in my dirty mind. "I don't know said Brian, the lady at the agency said that it was up to the girl if she would do that "little bit extra" and that we would need to arrange it with her on the night."

"You men are disgusting, I suppose you will all be standing with stiff cocks as you watch this dirty little slut get her cunt filled by some young stud." I said sharply. Brian was bewildered and lost for words; he had never heard me use language like this. "When is it?" I added. "This Friday night." He replied nervously. "I'm going to take a bath and I'll think about it, I said coolly, I just don't know where you get these girls to do these things?" I added trying not to sound too interested. "Just a local agency." he said pulling a card from his jacket pocket. I hid the smile as he showed me a card identical to he one I had in my purse. "Would you mind clearing the kitchen while I take my bath dear," I said almost pleasantly. He agreed quickly as I turned and went upstairs.

I almost tore of my clothes as I entered the bedroom and grabbed the vibrator. I plunged it into my boiling cunt as my thoughts raced about the dirty plan I had brewing. Afterwards I smiled to myself as I told Brian sternly that I didn't mind if he went as long as he promised that, no matter what the girl did or how tempting it might be, he kept his hands to himself. The relief on his face was almost comical as he expressed his gratitude.

The next morning I rang Rebecca and arranged to meet her for coffee that day. I said that I would consider her offer but only if I could do a particular show this Friday night. She looked at me with a puzzled expression, so I explained the situation. She roared with laughter, tears streaming down her cheeks. Once she had regained her composure she said that normally she required her girls to have a lot more training than just a few days however with some intensive training I would be OK because as she had said "I was a natural". The next few days were a frenzy of activity as we made arrangements for an outfit and commenced a hectic training programme.

Rebecca arranged for Paula, one of her top girls to take me through the latest routines and modify them to suit me. It eventually came time to do a complete dress rehearsal, or should I say undress, which made me really nervous. I wasn't sure how I would feel baring everything in a sexually provocative way to a woman. As I commenced I was a little stilted but as I progressed Paula offered word of encouragement and made comments such as, wow you've got a great body Diane, which helped to relax me and give me confidence.

By the time I was ready to remove my G-string I had immersed myself into the role and the exhibitionist in me had taken over. I was becoming highly aroused at the thought of displaying my naked body in all sorts of provocative and explicit poses to anyone who cared to look. Paula was getting quite excited now as well and her comments were becoming cruder by the minute when I removed my G string she whistled at the site of my shaven cunt and said "the lads will love that Diane."

I was now totally naked and cavorting into all sorts of poses such as, spreading my legs and bending forward totally exposing my cunt and laying on my back with my legs spread wide and my fingers teasing my lips which is what I was doing when I lost it. I had become so turned on that I was close to orgasm and became so preoccupied in coming that I was oblivious to Paula being there, I slid one finger into my wet pussy followed quickly by a second and third. The orgasm crashed through me as I writhed on the floor. I had not given any thought to what effect this was having on Paula and it was with a little surprise that I felt a hand on my inner thigh and opened my eyes to find her naked and kneeling between my legs frigging herself furiously. "Have you ever made love to a woman Diane?" She asked softly.

As I shook my head she lent forward and brushed my pussy with her lips pausing just long enough for her tongue to flick out and caress my still throbbing clit. She lifted her head and smiled saying, "Would you like to?" My response was to reach out and push her head down on to tingling pussy. She went to work on me expertly in a way that I'd never experienced before. Her tongue seeming to envelope my clit before darting deeply into my cunt and then sliding along to tickle the sphincter muscle of my arse. The sensations were wonderful and it took no time before I was squealing my way through my second orgasm. I opened my eyes to find her smiling whilst she caressed my breasts with one had while still busy on herself with the other.

She said "it's your turn now." and rolled onto her back opening her legs to reveal a neatly trimmed and very wet pussy. I didn't hesitate and although inexperienced, with a little guidance from Paula, instinct took over and soon Paula was wailing as she reached orgasm. Suddenly the door opened and in walked Rebecca, she was clapping as she said that was some performance girls we might have to think about a double act. She had been watching through a hidden window, as from past experience she knew that too many people in the room could be a little intimidating. "Well Diane you have passed with an "A", I certainly didn't expect that you would go quite so far, you really are a randy one aren't you." as she smiled. "I think your audience tomorrow night will be very pleased, what do you think Paula?" Paula grinned and said "I'd just like to be a fly on the wall."

The next morning I was quite warm towards Brian as he left for work, saying have a good time tonight and remember hands off. He said "I give you my word Diane." I could hardly contain myself as the day dragged on. I spent the afternoon going over my routine before bathing and doing my makeup. As I lay in the bath I smiled to myself at the irony of the situation. Brian had had an affair with Sandra and now I was going to fuck her fiancée. I was getting back at her as well as Brian. I had admitted to myself that I was really no longer angry at Brian and tonight was also intended to be a step towards his fantasy of seeing me fucked by another man, although I wasn't sure how he would handle it being in front of his employees. For that reason I had purchased a wig and tonight I was going to be a fiery redhead.

I rarely went to the office and apart from the odd social function, had no contact with the employees so I felt sure that the wig would be a sufficient disguise. My costume also included a mask, which was for Brian's benefit, as I felt sure that he would recognize me even with the wig. I had decided at the when the moment was right I would remove the mask so that he would know.

I spent the afternoon pampering myself ensuring that I would look my best for the evening, taking particular care with my makeup and making sure that the wig fitted correctly. I had agonised over what to wear to the show before deciding on a black micro mini, with a thin, white cotton blouse that tied in a knot just below my breasts and knee length black boots. I stepped in front off the full-length mirror and smiled. The tart that stood before me was a long way from the well dressed, upper middle class image that I normally portrayed. I added the lightly tinted sunglasses I had purchased to complete the disguise to ensure that Brian didn't recognise me when I arrived. I surveyed myself again and said, "Almost perfect, one minor change required." and proceeded to remove my lacy half cup bra and matching G-string. I had decided that it would be a little more exciting on the journey that way.

Rebecca normally provided a driver who doubled as a minder for these types of shows but given the circumstances I had decided it was not necessary. We had agreed that a taxi would suffice. By the time the taxi driver rang the doorbell to announce his arrival I was quivering with excitement, I had never been this aroused before.

I opened the door and stepped out; the taxi driver gaped before stammering an apology and offering to take the small carry bag containing my costume. I strolled to the car, hips swinging and breasts jiggling as the thin top, which relied solely on the loosely tied knot, struggled to contain them. I had not realised just how transparent it was and my dark pink nipples were clearly visible. The fact that they were rigidly jutting upwards did not help either. The poor driver, who was an elderly little chap, was blushing and attempting to hide his stare he scurried to the car and opened the door. It took little effort on my part to ensure that he got a healthy glimpse of my tits as I slid slowly into the car. I had positioned myself into the middle of the rear seat and smiled as he frantically adjusted his rear vision mirror before setting off.

We made small talk as we drove and I watched his eyes continually glance at the mirror. I noticed that his glances were focussing on my tits and I glanced down to see that my left breast was almost completely exposed. I looked up into the mirror and our eyes locked. "I'm a silly girl I said, I really should get buttons sewn on this, I know I'll end up retying it all night. You don't mind if I do it now do you?" I said innocently and undid it completely letting my breasts swing free before slowly retying the knot. The driver by now was aware that I was teasing him and cheekily commented "you've got lovely tits lady maybe you'd be better of with them out." "Like this you mean." I replied undoing the top again, this time making no attempt to retie it.

We travelled the rest of the way like that and it's a wonder we made it as his eyes were hardly on the road. When we arrived he jumped out and opened the door and stood there grinning as I retied my top. "This one's on the house love." he smiled waiting for me to alight. I put a look of disappointment on my face and said "Oh but I haven't given you your tip." He said "no, no it's on the house." "As you wish." I replied "but could you be a dear and check my heel, I think it's loose." With that I swung my right leg out of the car leaving the other with my foot on the floor of the car. Of course this caused my skirt to ride up totally exposing my naked pussy as he bent to examine my heel. He looked up and smiled saying, "you've made an old man very happy tonight love, and it's been a long time since I've seen anything like this. The boys on the rank are never going to believe this." I just grinned and said, "you never know."

I approached the building and stood at the door to compose myself. My nerves were jangling with a mixture of nervous excitement, fear and arousal. My heart was in my mouth and a little bit of doubt was creeping into my mind. You can still pull out Diane I said to me. Suddenly the door opened and a man appeared in the doorway. "Ahh perfect timing, the boss said to come down and keep a look out, as you would be here soon. We didn't want you getting lost." he said. It was Frank, the assistant manager, I searched his face for any sign of recognition, as he was one of the staff I knew quite well but there was not a hint that he had any idea who I was.

"This way." he said, beckoning me in through the door. Well it was too late now the decision had been made for me. He made no attempt to move forcing me to squeeze past him and as I did he made sure he got a decent squeeze of my tits. Frank followed me into the building and I heard him suck in his breath as he got a better view in the floodlit showroom. "The boys are going to enjoy this." he leered, looking me up and down. I wondered what he'd think if he realised who I was.

"They are out he back in the warehouse, love." he said and led me through the showroom to the warehouse. As we entered the warehouse I saw a group of about a dozen men drinking and laughing. I saw the first few heads turn and suddenly, a chorus of wolf whistles and ribald comments greeted me. God, this was good, being the centre of attraction of so many men, I was beside myself. "Where can I change?" I said to Frank a little hoarsely.

"There's a small office over here you can use." he said leading me into the room. I inspected the room and saw a mirror had been placed on a desk for me. "This will be fine." I said. He made no effort to leave so I smiled at him and said "I'll be right now thanks." "Oh right,\." he said, "sorry!" and moved towards the door. I turned and undid my top aware that he was still standing in the doorway, I half turned giving him a tempting glimpse of my tits as my top hung open and looked at him questioningly. "I forgot to tell you," he gestured, "the boss wants to talk to you about the show." before finally leaving. "Make sure you knock.",\ I called after him knowing full well he wouldn't. I quickly opened my bag and laid out my costume, it was important that I had the mask on before he returned with Brian. With the mask in place and my wig carefully brushed I quickly pulled on my suspender belt, stockings and G-String.

I was standing in front of the mirror when the door opened; it was Frank with Brian in tow. Frank's eyes bulged at the sight of my bare behind; he could also see my tits in the mirror. I was very nervous yet excited as I turned and faced the men making no attempt to cover myself. My heart was pounding at the fact that I was standing semi naked before my husband whilst another man stood beside him ogling me. Brian smiled and said, "You'll do nicely." He stepped forward extending his hand and said "My name is Brian; I'm the owner of this place." I took his hand and in very nervously replied "Hi I'm Flame." in the disguised voice I'd rehearsed. "Very apt." he said looking at my hair. "I wonder if she is a true redhead?" giggled Frank, looking blatantly at my G-String covered crotch. "You'll have to wait to find out." I responded.

Brian continued, "Look tonight's a bucks party for young John out there and we'd like you to really pay some attention to him." "Yes I know, the agency told me that." I answered. Brian smiled and continued "they also said that you might go a little further and do a bit extra." "Just what did you have in mind?" I responded trying to stay calm. "Well," said Brian pausing, "we were wondering whether you would go all the way?" he paused again as I looked at him questioningly, "you know actually screw him." I took half a step back, intending to play the role to the maximum, saying "well we don't usually go quite that far." "Look!" he said quickly, "I'll make it worth your while. Oh it's not just the money," I said, "there might be people out there that know me. I have my reputation to think of you know, taking your clothes of is one thing but fucking someone in public." I hesitated not wanting to sound totally opposed to the idea, "what if my husband found out?" He picked up on my hesitation and said "look we will really make it worth your while." "I don't know I said unsurely, I suppose I could just this once."

He pounced, "thanks I really appreciate this." he smiled and turned to Frank. "Go and tell the boys the show will be on soon." I smiled inwardly, if only he knew what he'd just done. He had bot only begged his wife to fuck another man in public he was going to pay her to do it. He turned back to me and counted out the money saying "that's the standard fee and here the rest for the extras." He then stepped closer and suddenly pulled me to him clamping a hand on my arse and another on my breast saying "how about a little preview for the boss?" You bastard I thought containing my anger, so much for hands off. I let him continue to grope only stopping him when his hand slid down to my crotch. "Not now, later." I breathed and pushed him away giving his cock a gentle squeeze through his pants as I did so. "I have to finish getting ready." He grinned and said "that's a date!" and turned to leave, he hesitated and turned back and said "you know you look a little familiar, have we met before?" "Probably at another show, I've been doing this for years." I lied. He nodded and left.

I sat and composed myself while I finished dressing. Once again I had mixed emotions, I was angry that Brian would do this yet secretly pleased that he found me attractive enough to try, if that makes sense.

A little later the door opened, it was Frank again to see if I was ready, I told him I was and gave him a cassette tape with my music. I waited for the intro music to get under way, drew my breath and stepped out to face my audience. Once again there were plenty of lewd comments and whistles as I moved out amongst the men who had formed a semi circle. I stood before them gyrating and dancing suggestively moving through my routine. I had played up to a number of the men but kept coming back to John, who had been pushed out in the centre.

Giving him special treatment was going to be easy, as he was a real hunk. I was now down to My G-String and bra and I was turned on to the max. I could sense the tension in the room increasing and there was a shout off approval when I draped my bra over John's head. Following the vocal encouragement he was getting he groped for my breasts and I let him play momentarily to the delight of the crowd before pulling away and dancing seductively in front of the others as they ogled me. I peeled off my G-String to a huge roar when they realised my cunt was shaven.

I was in seventh heaven, totally naked in front of a group of men who were all shouting encouragement with lust blazing in their eyes. I moved back to John, gently pushed him to the floor and sat astride him whilst removing his shirt. I turned quickly and removed his shoes with my bum pointing to his face, I knew he could see everything and as expected I felt his hands on my cheeks. I turned and in mock anger slapped his hands away and said, "naughty boy, don't touch." I then quickly removed his jeans leaving him only in his underpants, which were struggling to contain his straining cock. I squeezed it gently and gave it a little kiss to a huge roar before turning back to him. I slid up his body and straddled his chest, then reached forward and pinned his arms to the floor.

He tried to raise his head to reach for my tits, which were swinging above his head; I gasped as he sucked a nipple into his mouth. With my hands still pinning him down I stood, which meant I was bent forward giving the rest of them an excellent view of my arse and cunt. I then squatted over his face and again he raised his mouth to lick and suck at my dripping cunt. The men were going berserk and I was almost ready to come, I forced myself to get up and indicating to John to remain on the floor I rolled onto my back and looked up at the men.

Spreading my legs I used my left hand to open my lips before inserting one finger into my cunt then two followed by the third. I then proceed to bring myself to orgasm using my thumb on my clit. The music ended and there was a short pause as I composed myself. I looked up to see Brian looking at me questioningly, as if to say what about John. I winked at him just as the next set of music started. There was silence as I crawled back to John and removed his underpants pausing to suck his cock as the men began to find their voice again. "I want you to fuck me Johnny boy are you up to it?" I growled huskily at him. I turned and on my hands and knees and faced the men, I looked back over my shoulder at John and wiggled my arse inviting him to come forward.