My wife set this up or was it me she set up

My wife and me started a business where if you were about to get married we did bachelor or even bachelorette parties. We supply everything needed.

My wife who is a former teacher, and myself were tried of the bullshit with our jobs. We sat down one night thinking there had to be a better way to make a living. I mean me as a doorman for a world famous hotel, I was working from 6 am to at times midnight. I told my wife that I had to set up all kinds of parties for rich pricks and only got a couple hundred for my efforts, meanwhile the people I bring in made the big bucks. When my wife’s mother passed, she left her a few grand. We decided we should go into business for ourselves.

I had all the contacts so when our first client wanted a place with a live band, strippers, plus extra company for their clients from overseas, we pulled it off. Within 8 months we had so much business just from word of mouth that, we were getting run off our feet. The money was, well we made more in the last month then we would total together in a year. Sure we did have to pay off a few cops here or there but nothing major.

One of our first clients came to me for a bachelor party for his son who was getting married, but he wanted something a bit different, he wanted to have dancers, live music and a open bar. He wanted exotic but tasteful. I knew we could do it no problem, or so I thought. Well like I said we were so over loaded that I had let my wife help with bookings of what we needed as entertainment. She knew who to call for the dancers and so on.

I guess I should say now that when my wife worked as a teacher, to make ends meet, she also taught belly dancing on the side. There are some women who like it to keep in shape and to put some spice in the bedroom. My wife was taught by her mother who did a living dancing in her early years. It was one of the only things I liked about her mother, cause other then teaching her how to dance, she was one of the biggest bitches I had ever met in my life. And that’s saying a lot being a former doorman.

On the night of this bachelor we had a band who were very much up and comers with what I thought was a well supplied bar with a very good bar tenders. But as things got going I asked my wife what happened to the dancers? She said she would check and be right back. Well there was 8 guys who by now had ate the dinner we had made for them, nothing special, just Lobster and or prime rib. They we drinking way to much due to no dancers when my wife walked in in her belly dancer outfit. I looked at her, saying there was no fucking way she was dancing for a bunch of drunk 20 something guys. She said that she had screwed up the dates, and she just could get anyone to come at this short of notice. I say OK but if anyone gets out of line that I would put a end to it. She then said that she may as well tell me now that she as so screwed up the beer order, and that we were down to our last case of beer.

This client is not a man who you fuck up anything you do for him, and this would be as they say, the straw that broke the camel’s back. I said for her to wait until I got back before going out there and dancing for these guys. I didn’t want my 27 year old blond blue eyed wife out there with those guys without me here to stop it if it got out of hand.

I wasn’t gone more then a half hour get 15 cases of beer so there would be no way of running out. I had the delivery driver put them in the colder with a large tip as I went to tell my wife she could go on. When I rounded the corner I could hear the guys yelling and whistling as my wife did her belly dance for them. As I watched one guy got up and grabbed her around her waist. I watched thinking she would tell him to take his hands off, that she was only there to dance for them and nothing else. I was just about to go in when a couple cops showed up I didn’t know.

OK maybe I didn’t have a license for the booze, but I had never had a big problem in the past, and I didn’t this time either, only I had to do a bunch of talking before a pile of green backs got handed over. I went back thinking my wife should be almost done her first set. Then after a break she would do one more before calling it a night, as per what the client wanted. He had been called away and couldn’t be there which may be a good thing the way things were going,

When I got back to the windowed door my heart stopped. There was my wife trying to dance now wearing nothing but a few bells, with a new guy behind her as naked as she was fucking my wife. That’s when I realized she wasn’t trying to dance, she was meeting his thrust, she was fucking this guy. I pushed on the door finding it locked or blocked or something, it just wouldn’t open it. When I stopped banging on the door I looked in to see, the groom walk up naked in front of my wife, grabbed my wife’s hair lifting her head. As her head came up her mouth was wide open but, soon filled with that fucking cock. They both seem to get into a rhythm where they both pushed forward at the same time before pulling back. My wife had never deep throated me or anyone else that I know of, but the groom had his fucking cock down her throat before pulling out enough for her the take a breath, before going back down her throat.

I decided to find something to get that fucking door opened. I was gone maybe 15 minutes. When I got back I was about to break the window out but, I looked to see what was happening first. What I saw made me almost throw up. My wife was now on top one one of the guys with the groom now behind her with his cock up her fucking asshole. This black asshole holding her hair as his cock slid in and out of her mouth and throat. As I was about the swing the hammer I had found into the window, my wife pulled away from that dripping wet black cock as she orgasmed as I watched. I have gotten good at reading lips and to what I could see it looked like my wife was telling these guys to fuck her.

The party was to be over by midnight but, with 8 guys in there plus 5 more from the band and, 2 more bar tenders, the fucking gang bang of my wife wasn’t over until 4:30 in the morning. I didn’t see a single condom being used. But I didn’t see my wife trying in anyway to stop it from happening either. But as I watched I thought back to when she taught school, how she would talk about how good looking this student was or, how fit some other student was. I think she may’ve had the hots for those young students. I now wonder if she was doing more then just dreaming about those young men, or boys, or whatever you want to call them.

As I watched the guys either passed out or got dressed leaving my wife in a pool of cum on the floor. I walked in after the ones that could still walk left. I bent down to my wife looking her in her cum covered face and said that I was going home, and she could do whatever she fucking wanted but, if she came near the door of the house I would kick her ass back out on the street.

It’s now past midnight, 2 days later and I haven’t seen or heard from her, so maybe she’s with one of the guys. I just don’t give a fuck.

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