For years I have dreamed about watching my wife flaunt herself in front of other men. Well, some dreams do come true. One gift, a VCR camera, has turned my loving wife into the sexy show-off of my dreams. Liz wanted a VCR camera for her birthday so we could tape our son’s football and basketball games.

After several months, I finally convinced Liz to let me make a tape of her in sexy poses. After she saw the results, I got her to agree to let me tape us making love. To my delight, knowing that the camera was on turned her on. Liz has never been particularly fond of fellatio, but that night she sucked me hungrily, like a porno-film star. She loved sitting on my dick and spreading her pussy so that the camera could record my cock sliding in and out of her. She had three orgasms before we stopped.

Watching herself on replay got my wife turned on all over again. She couldn’t believe the woman doing all those deliciously dirty things was her. I think that for the first time, Liz realized just how sexy and desirable she was. I kept telling her that any man would love to watch her in action.

Saturday morning of that week, my wife called me at work and said the kids were going to spend the night at her mother’s and we could go out. We had heard about a new dance band playing in the lounge of a big motel, and we decided to go there. Although the motel was only a thirty-minute drive from the house, we decided to make a night of it and take a room. I told my wife to buy something sexy to wear.

When I got home that night, I found that Liz had our bags all packed. She was in her jeans and said that she’d change at the motel. Once there, Liz took one of the suitcases and went into the bathroom. She returned wearing a slinky black dress that fell to mid-thigh. Grinning, she lifted her dress to show me her garter belt and hose — no panties. “You like?” she asked. I told my wife she looked absolutely fantastic.

Liz told me to go ahead and that she would meet me in the lounge. I went downstairs and found a cozy corner table and ordered a drink. My wife joined me about five minutes later. Taking my hand and squeezing it, she said, “I’m so nervous, but I feel great. Get me a drink, please.” Later, after several drinks, Liz got up to visit the ladies’ room. As she came back to the table, I saw several men make passes at her.

Sitting back down next to me, Liz said she could feel their eyes undressing her. She also informed me that one of the men at the bar had asked her for the next slow dance, and that she had said she would have to ask her husband. Naturally I gave Liz permission and then watched as she walked up to the bar, took the man’s hand and led him onto the dance floor.

I cannot describe how exciting it was watching another man holding my wife close, her tits pressing against his chest as his hands roamed over her back and even down to her shapely ass. When Liz returned I told her how turned on I was and said that she could dance with anyone she chose. My wife rubbed my leg, smiled and said softly, “I love you.” She danced just about every dance during the next hour. As soon as she sat down at our table, another man would come over and ask for a dance. Her explanation to the men was that I had hurt my knee and couldn’t dance.

During the band’s intermission, one of the men Liz had danced with came over and asked us if he and his friend could join us. Liz squeezed my leg and smiled at me. I said okay. His name was Sam, and his friend was Dave. They lived in the area and were in their late twenties.

When the band started up again, the two guys took turns dancing with Liz. From the expression on her face and the way she moved on the dance floor, it was obvious that she was enjoying all the attention. Liz returned to the table after dancing with Dave and sat down across from me, between Dave and Sam. She gave me a sexy smile, licked her lips, glanced down and then started squirming in her chair. Pretending to have dropped my napkin, I bent down and looked under the table. I saw that Dave and Sam had their hands all over her. She was rubbing their dicks through their pants.

I sat up with my cock ready to bust through my pants. Liz smiled at me and mouthed the words “I love you.” I mouthed the same words to her. My wife got up and pulled Sam onto the dance floor. This time she really put on a show, placing her arms around his neck and grinding against him as his hands roamed over her body. She didn’t protest as Sam inched her dress up in back so that the bottom of her ass was showing. Dave, eager for his turn, quickly walked out on the dance floor and cut in. Liz gave him the same sexy treatment.

When Dave and Liz returned to the table, we all realized that one of our chairs was missing. “No problem,” my wife said cheerily as she sat down on Sam’s lap next to me. She was facing the table, and from the way she spread her legs and squirmed about, I could tell that Sam was giving her pussy a good workout. Smiling at me, she reached down between her legs and managed to undo Sam’s zipper. A moment later she was lifting herself and then sliding down on Sam’s cock, moaning softly as its hardness filled her juicy pussy. Moving the table forward a bit, Liz raised her skirt to her waist so Dave and I could see her riding Sam’s cock.

With his hands on her waist, Sam eventually let out a groan and came, which caused my wife to orgasm. Now Dave took Sam’s chair and without delay brought out his cock for Liz to sit on. A moment later she was bumping up and down and holding on tight to the table. At this point Sam informed my wife that people at nearby tables were watching us. She responded by saying that she was in seventh heaven and didn’t care.

Dave came inside my wife, and then he and Sam bid us goodbye, no doubt thinking they’d had the experience of a lifetime. Upstairs in our room, I told Liz how much I loved her and what a fabulous turn-on the night had been. She surprised me by saying that she’d always wanted to show herself off and do something outrageously sexy and that the videos I’d made had convinced her to go for it. She said she wanted to do it again.

A few minutes later, we were fucking like newlyweds. I had been so hard for so long that I came quickly, but Liz, using her mouth, revived me and we went at it again, the two of us screaming out our love as we exploded in orgasm.

I suggest that men seeking to spice up their marriages try videotaping sex with their mates — you just might turn your proper, conventional wife into a wonderfully joyful show-off.