Wife exposed at Stag night. Part 1.( archive photo)
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First night .
I parked near the Hotel, went to find the manager. He paid her fee, showed me a room on the first floor where she could get ready.
The stag party was in the large lounge bar, I was shocked .
We both assumed it would be in a private room, but this bar was open to the public .
There were a 50 or so men in the room, all good natured.
I told her, thinking she might call it off, being in public, but she just had a big grin on her face.
“That’s ok, what difference does it make? No one knows me there.”
She arrived in a long coat , went up to the room and came out a few minutes later with black uniform tunic and skirt , brief see through panties , stockings ,suspenders beneath, white blouse with tie .
A quick brush of her hair and spray of L’air Du Temps perfume and she was ready.
I led her to the bar, the best man pointed out the stag, a slim man , 30 , or so,
As soon as they saw her, they realised she was the Stripper; a cheer , whistles and cries of,
“Get ‘em off “and “Show us yer t**s!”
She sat the groom down, put her arm around him, sat on his lap, read the ditty. This was quicker than I thought , and now, there was no turning back.
Part 2 to follow.
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First night .
I parked near the Hotel, went to find the manager. He paid her fee, showed me a room on the first floor where she could get ready.
The stag party was in the large lounge bar, I was shocked .
We both assumed it would be in a private room, but this bar was open to the public .
There were a 50 or so men in the room, all good natured.
I told her, thinking she might call it off, being in public, but she just had a big grin on her face.
“That’s ok, what difference does it make? No one knows me there.”
She arrived in a long coat , went up to the room and came out a few minutes later with black uniform tunic and skirt , brief see through panties , stockings ,suspenders beneath, white blouse with tie .
A quick brush of her hair and spray of L’air Du Temps perfume and she was ready.
I led her to the bar, the best man pointed out the stag, a slim man , 30 , or so,
As soon as they saw her, they realised she was the Stripper; a cheer , whistles and cries of,
“Get ‘em off “and “Show us yer t**s!”
She sat the groom down, put her arm around him, sat on his lap, read the ditty. This was quicker than I thought , and now, there was no turning back.
Part 2 to follow.
( Feel free to message )
