Becoming a Slut Wife - Episode 25
21-07-25 (18:20)
Kathy - Loving Wives
Sometimes a 'boys night out' can be a pretty life-
changing event. I know one of them changed my life -
big time!
My 'boys night out' has always been a bone of
contention between me and my wife Madge. But then
it seemed like everything was a bone of contention
between us. Truth be told Madge and I never should
have gotten married at all. We mistakenly thought that
sexual passion was love and when the fire went out
about three years after the wedding we suddenly
found out that we didn't have anything else going for
us. The fact that the marriage stumbled along for the
next seven years was more of a tribute to our
indifference that anything else.
Since I didn't care to stay home and argue with her I
filled my nights with bowling leagues, poker parties and
other activities, none of which torqued off Madge more
than 'boys night out'. That night, which only took place
on the average of one night a month, was when a
group of us guys would go out drinking, usually to
some titty bar, and then I would stagger home at four
in the morning and fall into bed. What pissed Madge off
was that she was a light sleeper and when I fell onto
the bed I woke her up and she couldn't fall back to
sleep. The end result was that she would be bitchy and
irritable and would whine about it all the next day. I
could have put an end to it by simply ending the
marriage, but I was just too lazy (or too cheap to pay a
lawyer) to go to the effort.
Six years ago a 'boys night out' changed all that. It
changed the lives of several others also, some for the
better and some for the worse. As usual it took place
on a Friday night. One of the guys had heard about a
new titty bar in Newton, a town about thirty miles from
us. We had plenty of titty bars in town and we hardly
ever went anyplace else, but that night the boys were
feeling adventurous. The group was short one man that
night. Norm's wife had gone back to school and she
was working nights as a security guard to earn the
money to pay for it. Imaging Kathy as a security guard
was a major, major stretch of the imagination and we
all tried to picture it until she laughingly broke down
and told us that all she had to do was monitor TV
screens and call the cops if she saw anything.
Anyway, Norm had to stay home and watch the kids.
We made the trip to Newton, got a fairly good table
and settled in to enjoy ourselves. We had just ordered
our second round when Harry sat straight up in his chair
and said, "Holy sweet Jesus!" We all looked at him and
he pointed, "Is that who I think it is?" and we looked in
the direction he was pointing and my jaw almost hit
the floor. On the other side of the room, giving a
customer a lap dance was Norm's wife Kathy. We all
watched as Kathy did everything except fuck the guy.
Mack said, "You think Norm knows or does he really
believe the security guard bullshit?"
None of us could answer that question. Over on the
other side of the room Kathy had finished her lap dance
and she went into the back room. Two minutes later
the girl on the stage finished her set, the music changed
and Kathy came on the stage and began her dance. We
had all seen Kathy in a bikini at pool parties or picnics
at the beach and we knew that she had a great body,
but we had never seen this Kathy. She fairly radiated
sex as she twisted and turned, dipped and strutted for
her audience along the length of the stage and allowed
them to tuck bills in her bikini bottoms and the garters
she had on her legs. I watched her work her way
toward our end of the stage and I wondered what
would happen when she saw the five of us sitting
there. It was not at all what I expected. I saw the
instant recognition in her eyes, but her routine never
missed a beat and she never gave any indication that
she knew us, not even when Mack tucked a five into
her waist band.
When her set was over she came straight for our table
and sat down. As usual a waitress immediately
appeared and we were supposed to buy the dancer a
drink. The way it worked was the dancer ordered
champagne or some other high dollar drink that that
we would pay for and then the waitress would bring
the dancer ginger ale or soda water - something non-
alcoholic that looked like what the dancer had ordered.
As soon as the formalities were taken care of and the
waitress had gone Kathy said, "You guys going to tell
Norm?"
Now Norm is a good friend, but Kathy was a friend too
and I had no doubt in my mind that Kathy was dancing
here because it paid one hell of a lot more than being a
security guard. I couldn't see that it was hurting Norm
at all and I didn't see any need to upset the apple cart,
but before I could say anything Harry said, "How bad
do you want to keep it from him?"
I saw a side of Kathy I'd never seen before. Her eyes
went hard and she said in a flat voice, "What are you
getting at Harry?"
Harry said, "What are you willing to do to insure that
we keep our mouths shut? How far are you willing to
go?"
Kathy looked around the table at each of us and then
said in a cold flat tone, "I'll do whatever it takes."
Harry said, "I've watched you parade your body around
us for years in bikinis that left nothing to the
imagination. I want that body. That's my price."
Kathy looked around the table again, "All of you feel
that way?"
When her eyes met mine I said, "Not me. I'll have no
part of this" and I saw something in her eyes but I
don't know what it was.
She said, "All right. I get off at eleven. I'm not allowed
to have anything to do with customers so you will have
to meet me away from here."
Harry said, "No problem. I'll get a room at the at the
other end of town. You can meet us there."
Kathy gave him a hard look and then she got up and
walked away. I just sat there and watched as the guys
laughed and high-fived each other and talked about
their good luck. Mack looked at me, "What's the matter
with you?"
I just shrugged, "You all seem to be forgetting that
Norm is our friend and that's Norm's wife you are so
gleefully getting ready to blackmail."
He said, "You've seen my wife. Do you honestly think I
would pass up a chance at something as nice as Kathy
given the chance? Besides, Norm doesn't know she's
dancing here and it hasn't hurt him and he won't know
about what we are going to do so that won't hurt him
either. One other thing to think about; do you really
think she would go along with this if all she was doing
here was dancing?"
I looked at him, "What's that supposed to mean?"
He snorted. "You saw that lap dance. She did
everything but fuck him. What do you want to bet that
she gets off at eleven, but dear old Norm doesn't get to
see her till three or four. What do you think she is doing
with those extra hours? I know what I think and I'm
betting that it pays more than dancing."
I remembered Norm telling me that the worst part of
Kathy's job was being woke up at three in the morning
when she got home. If she did get off at eleven what
did she do with those extra hours? Still, she was a
friend and what the guys were going to do was wrong. Don't forget to leave a Comment 
