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About a year later I began to notice that the night after her class she always wanted to have sex. I finally said something to her and she told me that Dancing made her feel sexy. Of course I was enjoying the benefits. I asked her if I could see her dance sometime and she kind of blushed and said the school had Dance nights and they also had nights that the students danced at Restaurants for an evening as well. I asked her if she wanted to do that and Amber told me she didn't have an authentic costume or anything. I asked her how much it would cost and she lit up. Well the style she liked wouldn't be to expensive about 300 dollars for the whole thing. I told her sure we could do that but she had to promise to Dance for me in private as well.

Packages began to arrive about a week later. She hustled them off and didn't let me see what she had purchased. She was also going in to practice an extra night a week. Amber came to me a few days before the big night and asked me something that shocked me. She wanted to have her navel pierced. I again asked her how much and she told me around a hundred dollars with Jewelry. We weren't exactly wealthy but I was sure we could swing another hundred bucks. Amber wouldn't let me see her uncovered at all for the rest of the week.

The big night came at last, I found a note on the Bar when I got home that told me to be at Al Sariff around Eight that evening. Al Sariff was a local upscale Middle Eastern Restaurant. I got there about 7:45 and was seated with a small group of men at a table close to the middle of the room. the center of the room had been cleared out. The Men at the table all greeted me and we began to talk as we all enjoyed the Turkish coffee and finger food that was included in the price of admission. The guys that I was eating with all asked me where I had heard of the Dancer night. I was going to tell them that one of the dancers was my wife but for some reason I decided to keep my mouth shut. I just told them a friend from work had told me about it. The subject of the conversation was all about the dancers. It turned out that the Amateur night was a big draw for men and there wasn't a female in the place. They were looking forward to it. They all told me there were some real hot dancers and they loved tucking money in their belts. They also said there was always a few new ones and they could be terrible or great you never knew.

This was sounding a lot like an amateur night at a stripper bar to me but I trusted my wife so I figured they were over stating the dancing for my benefit. I couldn't imagine my wife doing anything even remotely sexual in public. The MC came out and introduced the Dance studio my wife belonged to. The Music began and the first dancer started. She was attractive and could dance very well. I wouldn't say that it was all that sexy but she got a reaction from the crowd. Her costume was very elaborate. Jewelry hanging from her waist and neck. Little chains on her feet and hands. Little tiny symbols on her finger tips. And the skirt was of what appeared to be silk. She wore a veil and her top was covered by what appeared to be an embroidered vest. It was very colorful. The second dancer had a better body and her top was more like a Bikini top. She danced very seductively. And her skirt was more sheer than the first. The next Dancer was a Petite Blonde. Her eye makeup was very dramatic and her finger nails and toe nails matched. Her Outfit was much less intricate than the previous dancers and her veil hid her face except for her smoldering eyes. Her skirt hung very low on her hips and she had a beautiful stone in her navel. If I didn't know it was my wife I wouldn't have recognized her. She danced with grace and poise but much less seductively than the second dancer.

Her top was a colorful vest with gold buttons but it was cropped way shorter than I would have suspected my wife of wearing. She got a good round of applause but I could tell they had liked the second dancer much more. The next few dancers were very provocative. One had on nothing but tasseled pasties on top and her skirt was almost completely see-through. She got very close to the customers and every body stuffed bills in her costume.

The set Amber had danced was nice but much more tame than a few of the others. I left the table to use the john and as luck would have it, I found my sweet wife Amber in the hallway. She was waiting as some of the other dancers changed. She asked me what I thought about the Dance night. I told her it was very entertaining and she was very pretty. She told me some of the dancers made over a hundred dollars in tips. I asked her she got any. Amber looked down and told me she received ten dollars but she didn't let them tuck money in her cloths. I told Amber it wouldn't be that bad if she flirted a little and let them tuck a bill in her belt. It wasn't like they were touching anything that they wouldn't if she was dancing with them at a church social. She looked up at me and said do you think I could make a hundred like the feature Belly Dancer did? I had to be honest with her. I told her the other costumes were much more provocative than hers and much more elaborate.

Amber told me she would like to make enough money to buy a few more costumes. The other dancers had several costumes and she had just the one. I told my sweet wife I was sorry but maybe we could afford a new one next month. Amber then asked me how I thought the others were more provocative. I explained that the skirts were almost see-through, which showed off their legs. The main thing is the tops were skimpier and you could see most of their breasts. Amber said the skirt was easy enough but this was her only top. She then asked if I would be mad if she showed off as much as the other dancers. I told her it wouldn't be much more than she showed off in her leotards when she taught aerobics or any more than you see on a public beach. She touched my arm and I could see her blush. She told me to meet her in ten minutes right there and hurried off into the dressing room.

I went and used the john, which is what I was going to do before I saw Amber anyway and then went back to the hall to wait. Amber came out and I almost fainted. She must have removed a panel or panels from her skirt. She also lowered it further down on her hips. There was a space on both hips that clearly showed legs and thighs when she walked. The skirt was now almost transparent. Her legs were magnificent. Her short vest style top had been removed and in its place she had a piece of cloth wrapped around her and tied in the back. There was a knot in the material between her breasts. She was completely covered but the shape of her breasts was visible right down to the nipples. This was a woman that still felt uncomfortable getting undressed with me, her husband of five years in the room. She asked me if I liked it I told her I loved it. She asked if it would be OK if she danced like that. I said sure. She then asked me something I hadn't expected at all. She wanted me to go home. It made her uncomfortable to have me there while she danced for other men. I got a little jealous but I agreed. I told her she would have to dance for me in the bedroom when she got home. She agreed. As she turned to walk into the dressing room I got one last look at her from behind. She had slipped her matching panties up into her crack in the back and her ass cheeks were plain to see through her sheer dance skirt. I walked to my car and drove home.

I took a shower and got ready for bed. I lay there tossing and turning not able to sleep. The thought of my half naked wife dancing in front of a bunch of strange men bothered me. I was little upset but I also had the biggest hardest woody I could remember. The thought of the men at my table talking about her like they had the other dancers or slipping money in her pants or in her silk top made my anger flair. I was wondering why I had allowed her to do this.

Finally the garage door opened and I could here my wife's car slowly ease in. I lay there in the dark waiting for her. When she came in she was wearing her street cloths and carrying a garment bag. I asked her if she remembered she promised me a private dance. She smiled and said yes.

She put a CD in our little boom box and slipped into the bathroom. I flipped the covers off and got comfortable on the bed. I was only wearing boxers so my semi erect cock was bulging in the front. Amber came out wrapped in purple silk. She turned on the music and began to dance. When she dropped the purple silk wrap her back was to me. Her perfect round ass was plain to see through her sheer purple skirt. The dancer's jewelry sparkled on her wrists and arms as well as her feet. Her back was completely nude. I couldn't believe the sweet repressed pastor's daughter was dancing for me topless. Until today she had refused to wear a Bikini in public.

The music was hypnotic. When she turned I got the clearest view of her tits I had ever had. They were perfect. Her nipples stood out like dusky pink pencil erasures. Her areolas surrounding her nipples were puffy with excitement. The movement of her body was erotic and sensual. My prick burst out the front of my boxers. I couldn't stand it. I grasped my dick and started a slow stroke. Amber worked her way up on the bed. She was straddling me she released the clasp on her dance skirt.

It fell free of her body. She lowered her body to me I got a closeup view of her pussy for the first time in my life. It was almost completely shaven. The lips were glistening with moisture. Her jeweled belt hung to just above the top of the little bulge where her pussy began. The navel piercing was undulating before my eyes as she continued to dance. She kept time with her finger symbols. I was mesmorized as she lowered herself rhythmically to my lap. Slowly lower and lower until her pussy lips made contact with my stiffened cock. She hesitated for a minute and then began a slow undulation with her tummy and pelvis every roll sucked my cock further into her dripping pussy. I moved my hand as it was now inserted partially. The music continued and her back arched steadily back until I felt first her hair and then head contact my knees. My dick was now completely embedded in her toned luscious body. I was literally quivering as her body fucked itself on my shaft. I felt my entire body tense and then explode. Cum was seeping from her lips as they worked my cock by themselves. Amber collapsed with an audible moan. We both took showers and I got the best night's sleep I had enjoyed in months.

The next morning Amber was back to her normal sweet self. I asked her about the dancing and she blushed a little but told me she had earned enough money to buy a new costume. The feelings of jealousy came back and I asked her if any of the men had gotten fresh with her. She told me not really but they had all made some fresh comments. I asked her if she had kept her top on and she almost slapped me. What kind of girl do you think I am, was her reply. I told her I was sorry and asked her to forgive me. It was just she was so damn sexy in bed last night. She admitted that all those men looking at her had made her feel funny. I asked her what she meant by funny. She explained that it was a little embarrassing but exciting at the same time.

Our life returned to semi normal except Amber was know going to class twice a week and then three times a week. She began teaching the beginners classes and of course went to her monthly dance night. It was always at a local bar or restaurant. She asked me not to come as it made her uncomfortable. The dance I got when she came home always made it worthwhile to me.

Her wardrobe of dance outfits grew but at home she was still the same demure shy wife I was used to. I enjoyed when she modeled her new outfits and some were pretty daring. One in particular was a hip wrap that was very ornate. It was also very short. The front dipped down very low on her tummy and the wrap front tied in a knot directly in front of her pussy. The little tail hung down just barely below her pussy lips. The back came down in a V shape to about her knees but parts were almost sheer so her ass could be seen. When she modeled for me she wore a black thong panty under it. I asked her if she danced in it with nothing underneath and again I was shot down by a dirty look. There were brass anklets as well as Brass wristlets and ones on her upper arms above her elbows a matching brass collar was included as well. They were all about an inch wide and snapped shut pretty tight. The veil matched the hip wrap and the top was a brass and silk bra. The silk was transparent but the brass parts covered the important parts. It was cupped so low on her breasts that you could see the upper curves of her areolas. I was again jealous at the thought of her dancing in front of men dressed that way.

Our sex life was much improved. The muscle tone she developed in her abdomen allowed her to actually milk my cock. Amber was doing more and more dancing in the evenings but I was not allowed to attend. One evening while I was surfing the net I decided to go to the web site of her school. It was well-designed and offered all kinds of stuff. I went to their gallery and found several pictures of my wife as well as many other dancers. The costumes I recognized and the poses were pretty. I went to their video and DVD page and found lots of instructional videos as well as some performance DVDs. One in particular caught my eye. It was titled dance of the slave girl.

The thumbnail picture is what drew my interest. It was to small to see clearly but the outfit looked a lot like the new one Amber had bought recently. I clicked on it with feelings of curiosity and interest. The first thing that popped up was an adults only disclaimer notice. Know I was really curious. When the main page opened the picture was bigger and it most certainly was the same outfit. Now the brass anklets, wristlets and collar were all attached by chains. It still was unclear who the dancer was because the veil hid her face. By the body style and hair color it could easily have been Amber. The description was tantalizing explaining the dance of a chained slave girl and her tormentor. I had to order it right then and there. The shopping cart came back with a choice of the Club version or the adult version. I bought the adult version of course and asked for it to be shipped over-nite.

Amber and I had a normal evening of TV and I went off to work as I normally do. Just after lunch the shipping department delivered my FEDEX envelope and I ripped it open as soon as the delivery boy left. My DVD had arrived. I couldn't wait for the day to end. I rushed home from work and kissed Amber Goodbye as she left to attend a dance club. She left a phone number and name as she always did and kissed me goodbye.

I popped the DVD in the player before she was around the corner. The credits rolled and a few little ad clips ran then it started. The set was like an Arabian nights tent. There was a pole in the center of it. The dancer slowly danced on to the set. She was almost completely wrapped in black veils. Only her feet covered in jeweled sandals and her hands holding the ever-present finger symbols and her eyes were showing. I could tell it was gGet Rich Bang Bitch Divorces Femaledancerblonde K V Dancer Pics Hr Pictures Doggystyle1 Female Dancer Blonde Belly Dancerd n Female Dancer Blonde nGet Rich Bang Bitch Divorces Femaledancerblonde K V Dancer Pics Hr Pictures Doggystyle1 Female Dancer Blonde Belly Dancerc Passion