You encourage her.

"Babe, you were so good tonight..." You began to say as you gazed over at your stunning wife. She was fixated on the mirror while fixing her hair up. She gazed over at you and smiled.

"Thanks hon... I'm glad you made it." She replied. "You don't think the dress was over the top?" She asked cautiously.

You shook your head. "It's... sexy. You look great in it. I'm pretty sure every guy there tonight would have agreed." You said. For some reason the thought was very arousing, and you wondered if it was for Jessica too. You saw her cheeks flush red at the mention.

"Oh. Thanks. I'm a bit worried... That was the most decent outfit Matt had. I was wondering if maybe I should decline, after all..." She began to say before you cut her off.

"Nonsense. You were so good. So what if you have to dress a little sexier on the stage? I don't mind at all, and I think you should be proud of how sexy your body is." You said while watching her reaction from the corner of your eye. "Every guy was watching, no doubt..." You added to see Jessica squirm the slightest bit. You paused. "...and the extra money doesn't hurt, either."

She nodded in agreement, much to your silent delight.

"When's the next show?" You asked.

"Three days." Jessica said.

You frowned. You were working that night, too. Jessica seemed to catch your expression. "Don't worry, hun. I'm sure you'll be able to come and see a lot of my shows... You'll eventually get sick of them." She said. You offered her a reassuring smile.

You arrived home and immediately went to bed. The next few days passed with little incident until the day of Jessica's next show. You could tell she was nervous that morning while drinking coffee at the kitchen bench. She was fidgeting and absently staring.

"Babe." You said.

She blinked and looked at you.

"Stop stressing. You've done it before, you can do it again. Hell, you won't even remember the most of it." You tried to speak reassuringly.

She gave a hesitant nod. "I know." She gave you a smile which you returned.

"And don't worry about the outfit. You look absolutely gorgeous no matter what, remember that. Okay?" You asked as you put your empty mug into the sink. "Yes, okay." She agreed.

You gave Jessica a kiss on the cheek before leaving for work. The day breezed by quickly, which was a nice change, but you still worked hard and late into the night. You left the office and arrived home later than usual. Jessica was already home. She greeted you with a deep kiss and a loving gaze, which took you by surprise.

"How did it go?" You asked as you uncluttered yourself from the work you brought home. You only just noticed that she was wearing a long, dark trench coat.

"It was a full audience tonight! I was so nervous, but Matt said I did great. He even gave me a bonus." She spoke excitedly while leaning against you.

"Great! I'm glad for you. What's with the trench coat?" You asked.

"Oh. The outfit was a little more daring than last time, so I wanted to cover up after the show." She offered a nervous smile.

You only nodded, but couldn't bring yourself to ask to see.

"I'm going to go to bed babe, I had a long day..." You said as you detached yourself from Jessica. She frowned then nodded.

"Okay honey. My next show is in two days. Can you make it?" She asked. You thought for a moment then slowly shook your head. You were working again. She frowned then shrugged. "Okay, next time then." When you climbed into bed, you soon heard Jessica come in a few minutes after. She cuddled you for a while before rolling over and going to sleep.

The next morning you woke up early and left for work without waking Jessica. You had some reports you needed to finish early. Your workplace wasn't a particularly busy or lively place, but you heard some chatter throughout the day. While on your break, you heard two guys talking about a show one of them went to the night before. Your ears perked up at the mention and you listened in.

"The guy's a magician, but to be honest noone gave two fucks about his performance. It was the chick he had on stage. So fucking hot. She was wearing this tight black dress that hardly covered her ass or tits. I swear to god, man. I'd go again just to see her." The man spoke enthusiastically to his workmate. You barely knew the guy, he worked in another department. You were pretty sure his name was Craig, and the guy he was talking to was Ethan.

"Fuck, when's the next show? I'm gonna go watch." Ethan asked as he leaned against the table to speak with Craig in a hushed voice.

"She could honestly ditch the guy and just do stripping. I swear to god! She'd be rich in days. I'm not fuckin' kidding. The guy asked her to do some typical magician shit, but she did everything in some slutty way. Her tits were fuckin' huge, and I swear she wasn't wearing a bra." He continued. He was trying to keep his voice down, but apparently struggled to keep the excitement from his voice.

You felt your cock stir in your pants while listening to the guys talk about Jessica, and you really wished that you had seen it. The thought of a bunch of guys perving on your wife really turned you on. You wanted it to escalate, but you weren't exactly sure how you'd do it...