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            Kyla Autumn had grown up in a small town in the south and she was from a strict Baptist household. So she was kind of conservative in some of her views when she went off to Carlton College in Minnesota. It was there that she and Brandon met. He was her first love and on their wedding night, he became her first lover. She didn’t know much but Brandon never complained about her lack of skills. But lately it seemed as if their sex had become a bit routine. Though he didn’t show any signs of it, she was afraid he might be getting bored with her. So after worrying herself into a frenzy, she decided to ask someone that she considered an expert in the bedroom, her good friend Nicolette.

            Nicolette, Nico for short, was one of her friends from college. She had never been married and amazingly, wouldn’t have it any other way. Though she had managed to dodge the matrimony bullet, she was never short on male companionship. This was because Nico was, is and will always be a straight-up freak. So Kyla could think of no better person to advise her on matters of a sexual nature.

            “So how far do you want to go with this?” Nico asked after Kyla had filled her in on the situation.

            “Well, I want to be exciting and different but not too outrageous. I don’t want Brandon to think that I’ve lost it or I’m cheating on him or anything like that,” she replied because she knew that any radical change in her behavior would trigger suspicions from his private investigators’ mind. He always said that was one of the main clues your partner was cheating.

            Nico laughed, “Isn’t that the truth! So, I think I know the perfect thing that will get both of your juices overflowing while being special. But you have to remember, just like Cinderella the magic wears off after a little while. This will just be the kindling.  You’ll have to keep the fire going by trying new things.”

            “What am I supposed to do? Call you every time I want to up the freakiness in my bedroom?”

            “Oh no, because I would have to start charging you for my expertise. And Baby girl, you couldn’t handle what I know anyway,” Nico said. “I recommend books, ‘The Sex Chronicles’ is one of my favorites, and the Internet.”

            “Okay, okay. But that’s for later, what about now? What’s this perfect plan of yours?”

            “Strip.”

            “Excuse me? Did you say ‘Strip’?” Kyla asked incredulously.

            “Yes, but not any old routine. We’re going to work on something special, just for you and Brandon. You know what he likes, what turns him on. We’ll use this information to turn you into his ultimate fantasy. We’ll also throw some of your fantasy in with it. That cabin will be filled with the smell of sex for years.”

            Thankful they were on the phone, Kyla blushed. “Nico, I don’t think I could strip, even for Brandon. That is just too wild for me.”

            “Girl, stop blushin’ and listen to me. I know you can do this . . . ”

            “How did you know I was blushing?” Kyla interrupted.

            “Be serious, Ky. You blushed when we watched ‘Dirty Dancing’. Now as I was saying you can do this. It doesn’t have to be raunchy, unless that’s his fantasy and even then, I’ll figure out a way to clean it up for you. So when do you want to practice?”

            “I guess I can come by your place tomorrow. But . . . ”

            Nico cut her off, “Great be there around seven. Tell Brandon that we’re going to start working out or something. I’ll see you then. ‘Bye.”

            Ky sat with the phone next to ear until it began buzzing angrily. As she replaced the receiver she whispered, “What have I done?”

            Well, Nico came through as only she could. Ky was glad that she did indeed tell her husband that she and Nico were beginning a new aerobics class, because she sure was coming home all sweaty. You would have thought that she was preparing to go on Broadway from the way that Nico trained her.  Kyla had protested at one point she was so tired.

            “Nico, we don’t even have a pole at the cabin! Why do I need to learn pole work?!  Come to think of it, why do you have this pole in your basement?”

            “We’re going to put one in the cabin that is why you need to learn and you’re not old enough to know.” Nico said in that maddeningly patient way of hers.

            “I’m a year older than you!”  Ky responded indignantly.

            “Yes I know, old woman. But I’m talking about sexually. I’m an ancient compared to you. Now, no more talk. As Mr. Creed says in his song, ‘Girl, drop that thang!’”

            Now with their anniversary just a couple of days off, she was beginning to have doubts. The men had called and let her know that they had installed the brass pole in the master bedroom of the cabin. So unless she wanted to come up with another explanation to give Brandon as to why there was a big pole in their room, she pretty much had to go through with this. She told him that she would meet him up there after she got out of a late meeting. In actuality, she would be there before him all set up and ready.

            She had to admit, whenever she thought about the evening’s events she got a tremble between her thighs. While still afraid of making a fool of herself, her nipples hardened at the thought of Brandon ravishing her after the ‘show’. It was these thoughts that got her through the drive to the lake that Friday. By the time she arrived at the cabin, the sun was just beginning it’s descent and she knew her husband would be getting on the road about then. That left her with just about two hours to get everything prepared.

            She went in and put the foreplay food in the refrigerator. Nico said that they wouldn’t be using any of it because Brandon wouldn’t want to do anything but feast on her after “the show” but Ky didn’t want to take an chances. What if he wasn’t turned on by her act? She needed something as a backup and she knew he loved chocolate dipped strawberries and whipped cream as much as she did. Then she began setting up for the striptease, if you could call it that. It was more interactive than just taking off her clothes. Brandon would be doing some things, as well he just had no idea. Feeling suddenly sexy, Ky smiled to herself and began getting ready.

            When Brandon arrived right on schedule a couple hours later, he was surprised to see his wife’s Jaguar already there. Thinking he may have gotten the time wrong, he hurriedly removed his gifts and the dinner food from his SUV and trotted to the door. Letting himself in, he found it was dark on the first floor. Putting the food in the kitchen and the gifts on the dining table, he went upstairs. Entering their room, he gasped and froze in the doorway. That couldn’t be his wife!

            “Well, are you just going to stand there or are you going to come in and enjoy your show?” Ky asked him with a command in her voice that she didn’t quite feel yet.

            “Ky, what is all of this? Is that a pole? What ‘show’?” he asked incredulously.

            “Please sit down. You’re upsetting the dancer, sir. You asked for this private VIP room and now you act as if you don’t know what’s going on.” and she used the remote to start the music. Praying that he would like what he saw, she began dancing to ‘My Nasty Grind’.

            Smiling and deciding to play along, Brandon sat on the lone black chair in the middle of the room as the stranger that was his wife danced before him. Just looking at her had his dick throbbing. Her thick black hair was loose and wild; she was wearing a sheer black and lace corset teddy with garters and thigh highs. The black ‘slut’ pumps and ‘kiss me’ red lipstick set it off nicely. As Ky straddled him and grinded against his thick cock, she pulled his head back and began licking and sucking on his neck and his ears. She whispered to him, “You’re the only customer that’s ever gotten me so wet,” smiling as she felt his dick jump against her pussy, she continued the role-play that she knew was his fantasy, “When you were watching me on-stage, you were looking at me so hungrily, that I could almost feel you inside me. Just look.” She stood up and being sure to go slow, removed the garters from her stockings and pulled the teddy off. Ky then took Brandon’s hand and stuck three of his fingers inside her pussy.

            “Umm, ooo baby...that’s it...ooh...” she trailed off as Brandon, getting into it now, pulled one of her golden titties into his mouth. He licked and sucked her nipple while she rode his hand for few seconds, then she pulled back.

            “That was nice but we’re getting ahead of ourselves. I still have dancing to do, sir.” With that, the next song ‘Darling Nikki’ began. This song always made her feel sexy. So she approached the pole with confidence, first using it to prop herself up as she gyrated and played with herself. She smiled as she saw Brandon take his chocolate stick out and start stroking it. Then as “Nikki” took Prince to her home to turn him out, Ky pulled herself up to the top of the pole and slid down slowly with her legs spread apart, her clit just barely touching it. It was enough though to allow Brandon to see the wetness that began shining from her pussy from the turn on. ‘That’s mine’, he thought to himself. As he got up and quickly strode over to his wife he said, “Shows’ over. Time for dinner.” as he pulled her by the hand and sat her on the king-size canopy bed.

            Staying in character, though she recognized real hunger in his eyes, Ky protested with a smile as he was undressing, “But Sir, you paid for an hour of private dances. Surely you don’t want to stop now?”

            “Stop, no. Fuck and make love, yes.” And before she could reply to that, he was on top of her, plunging all the way in on a groan. He couldn’t believe it when his shy and sweet wife wrapped her legs around him and began giving him thrusts as good as she was getting. He was further undone when she rolled them over so she was on top.

            Grabbing his hands and placing them on her full and sensitive tits she said, “My show, my pleasure.” She began riding him like he was a mechanical bull; the sounds coming from her were primitive moans of ecstasy. Leaning back slightly so he was rubbing against her spot, she felt the beginnings of her climax. Wanting to feel Brandon cum with her, she began to move faster, the way he liked. He grabbed her thighs so he would be even deeper with each thrust. The sounds of skin slapping and heavy breathing filled the room. Ky began rolling her pebble-hard  nipples in her fingers as she felt the eruption building. When Brandon dug his fingers into her and began pumping hard, signaling his climax was on the way, the pain/pleasure combo sent her over the edge. She began thrashing like a wild woman as his hot cum hit the top of her pussy.

            When they were finally spent and lay holding each other, Ky whispered, “So did you enjoy the show, Sir?”

            Brandon laughingly replied, “It was wonderful but who are you and what did you do with my little, meek and shy Ky?

            Smiling and slowly sliding down the length of him she said, “Shy Ky is gone now. Mrs. Autumn has arrived and she’s hungry.” Brandon laid back and closed his eyes as he his new wild wife demonstrated she wasn’t referring to food.

The End

 

 

 

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