Stripper For A Night

by Richard Carlisle

  “She thought when you called her over that I might have changed my mind and wanted to dance! Then added that any of the customers that danced got all their drinks for free. Apparently, they were serious and really would like me to dance tonight. I have to admit, it’s really flattering! Thinking about it kind of makes me hot! I just don’t think I could do it. I’d be too embarrassed.”

  “Well, if you really wanted to try it, this is the place! You certainly wouldn’t be seen by anybody we’d normally meet. We’re like forever away from home!” I laughed. Then I leaned over and gave her a kiss, my hand caressing her leg as I did. Paige giggled a little bit and then went back to her pounding.

  As the next skit was being put on, Paige leaned over and whispered, “You know, I think you’re right, I really could dance! I’d never actually do it, but you’re right, I still might have it! I know I’d be better than that last amateur who danced!”

  “You’d be better than the regular dancers! I mean it! You look just as good as they do and you can dance better than most of them. Remember, I’ve seen you dance, Honey. I speak from experience!” I replied.

  Paige watched the rest of the skit and then seemed contemplative as the next dancer came up. It was getting late and I thought that maybe she would want to go back to hotel. Boy, was I wrong!

  “Dave, get me another drink, would you?” asked Paige. Then went back to watching the dancer. It was almost like she was studying her. No way! Not my wife. At least, I didn’t think she’d actually do it.

  When the drinks came, Paige asked the waitress to sit down. “If… Just if, I said yes to dancing, what would be involved? What exactly would I have to do?”

  My face must have shown my shock and I swear that our waitress’s eyes lit up! “Well, first I’d escort you back stage and help you get ready. We’d have to see what underwear you had on and if it would be OK to dance in. If not, the management provides a bikini bathing suit to use. We also give you a garter for your leg, which you get to keep as sort of a souvenir. And, of course, you get to keep any tips you make and, like I said earlier, all your drinks tonight are free. Then, we’d help you select three songs to dance to and let you pick a stage name to use. You’d have to obey certain rules; no customer is allowed to touch you other than to slip money in your garter, you can’t touch any customers either and you can’t touch your pussy at any time.

  “There are things you can do though; you’re allowed to touch yourself anywhere other than your pussy, you can blow kisses to people, that kind of thing. There would be two other dancers out on stage with you, they’ll help you when you undress if needed and they’ll also cover for you if you don’t want to go all the way. Other than that, it’s pretty straightforward. You would dance one song dressed, one song topless and one final song totally naked! By the way, if you do decide to dance don’t try and climb the stripper pole! You can lean against it, swing slowly around it, but that’s it! I’ve seen way too many amateurs fall flat on their tutu trying to emulate the regular dancers moves on that pole!” she laughed. “It’s not nearly as easy as the regular dancers make it look!”

  With that, our waitress looked at me with a grin and started to leave. She hesitated a second, then turned back to Paige saying, “I really hope you decide to try it, I think you’d be terrific. You are one hot looking lady!”

  The entire time they were talking, I think I was still in a state of shock. I knew Paige could be an exhibitionist; she loved to show off her charms surreptitiously. And, after her revelations earlier tonight, I knew that she had once considered dancing. But, now faced with the reality of her seriously thinking about taking her clothes off in front of a room full of other men? Wow! I didn’t know quite how I felt. OK, that’s not entirely true. I found that my other brain, the little one, knew exactly how I felt! My cock was rock hard!

  “Earth to Dave, are you still here?” asked Paige. “Did I just blow your mind completely? I mean, are you OK?”

  “Uh… Yeah, I’m fine, Honey! I just was a little surprised. Are you seriously thinking about dancing naked in front of this whole place? In front of all of these men?”

  “No! I was thinking about dancing naked in front of you! If some others happen to be there, well… That’s OK, isn’t it? I’d be dancing for you, and only for you,” she said quietly.

  What could I say to that? Hell yes, it’s OK if she wants to dance naked for me! It’s just all those other men seeing her naked, wanting her, that has me on edge. But, she would be going home with me! I’d be the man who won her charms at the end of the night. To hell with the others! Finally, I looked in her eyes and said a little hesitantly, “Yes, I guess that would be OK. Are you really going to dance for me tonight?”

  “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m actually thinking about it. I think a part of me really wants to! I want to feel what it’s like to be up there in front of everyone naked. But, honestly, I’d only be dancing for you. I don’t think I could do it otherwise. And, like you said, we’re a long way from home. No one we know would ever find out. It’d be our naughty little secret!”

  “I think if you’re really sure you want to do this, I’m OK with it,” I replied quietly.

  “Really, you mean it? I can dot it?” she exclaimed excitedly. Reaching over she gave me a kiss and her hand found my aching hard on. Her fingers tracing along its length driving me crazy. “Mmmm… I guess you really are OK with all of this, aren’t you? I can’t wait to do this! I’m so excited!”

  I signaled our waitress and as she headed our way. Her grin growing as she saw Paige’s smile and bright eyes. “You’re going to dance, aren’t you? Yes! I knew it! Let’s get you back stage and ready!” Taking Paige’s hand, she hustled her towards a door at the back of the room, leaving me sitting alone at the table with my thoughts.

  Was tonight really happening? OMG! Paige was really going to do this. She was going to wantonly display herself naked in front of… What? At least seventy-five, eighty men? Each and every one of them would be staring leeringly at her lush breasts and her little pink nipples. Staring at her cute behind. Staring at her pussy and her little blond muff. Maybe even seeing flashes of her pussy lips as she danced. Each one of them would want her. Want to take her home and fuck her! Part of me wondered if I should stop her? It just wasn’t something that people normally did. I could still rush back stage and beg her not to do this. But, deep down, I think I really did want her to do it. My desire for her, my hunger to see her dance, stripping off her clothes up on that stage just for me, consumed all rational feelings. I was thinking with my ‘other’ brain, the little one. And, that brain was definitely winning at the moment!

  Then, I found the decision taken totally out of my hands as the DJ announced, “Everybody, please give a big hand for our newest amateur of the night, ‘Cotton Candy!’ She’s a bit nervous, so let’s treat her right!” The music began to sound with a heavy beat and I watched as two dancers emerged from the heavy drapes at the back of the stage. Then with a little bow they turned and parted the drapes dramatically; I sat mesmerized as I watched Paige emerge. OMG! My wife came strutting out on to the stage wearing just her lacy white bra, thong, spike heels and a sparkly white garter!

  Paige moved to the front of the stage, strutting those long legs of hers. She seemed a little hesitant but she held her head high. She slowly began to dance to the beat of the music, her eyes searching frantically until they found mine. A shy smile appearing on her face as she finally saw me. As her eyes locked to mine, her body began to move smoothly and sensuously to the music. Enjoying the heavy beat and letting her hair swing as she began to prance around the stage. She was really getting in to it!

  The other dancers stayed in the background, not wanting to intrude on her performance. It was like they understood that they weren’t going to be needed as backup. Not on this song. They were just there as eye candy behind the main performer. All eyes were glued on Paige as she swayed seductively. Men began to line up by the stage, waiting
to put money in her garter. Paige would swing over to the line of men periodically, stopping just long enough to let some guy stuff a bill inside her garter. They’d get just that instant of sensation as their fingers would touch her bare leg, then she’d dance out of their reach. Finally, the song ended and Paige grabbed on to the stripper pole for a second, getting support as she caught her breath.

  The backup dancers shed their tops. They moved a little closer getting ready to step in if the ‘star’ failed to remove her top. Paige saw them coming and determinedly shook her head no. Then, as the next song started up, she unclasped her lacy little bra and holding it tightly to her chest, she turned to face the audience and began to dance. Her hips swayed seductively, her eyes closed as she lost herself in the music. A few teasing seconds later, her eyes opened and she looked around the stage until she found me. Looking straight at me, I saw her take a deep breath to calm herself. Then, Paige shamelessly let the bra fall from her luscious breasts and tossed it to me to hold for her. Catching it, I blew her an air kiss. My cock rock-hard as I saw my wife topless up on the stage.

  With a wicked grin, she danced sensuously away from me. I watched spellbound as her naked breasts swung pendulously with every move. Her hips swayed, her long blond hair tossing about with her moves. Her hands seductively caressed her body, cupping her breasts as she strutted proudly around the stage. She was holding her breasts for all to see, leaning forward and offering them temptingly to the other men in the audience. Her delicate pink nipples now erect. The slightly darker aureole pebbling with excitement. I could see a slight sheen of sweat starting to form on her luscious curves as she danced around the stage. The hot lights glistening on her skin. The line of admirers grew longer as more and more men came up and stuffed money in her garter, their fingers tracing tantalizingly against her leg. Each of them aching to get an up close and personal view of her bare breasts. She was a hit! My wife, the stripper! My cock felt like it would burst through my trousers. I ached for relief as I watched her. I couldn’t have walked if I’d wanted to! At last, the song ended and Paige returned to the safety of the stripper pole, her back to the audience. I saw one of the other dancers’ lip sync to her, “Are you OK, are you going to do this?” I saw Paige hesitate a moment as she caught her breath, then she licked her lips and nodded her head yes as the music began again.

  This time it was a hard driving beat. I recognized Katy Perry singing “I Kissed A Girl.” It was one of Paige’s favorites. As the beat gave way to the first strains of the lyrics, I saw my lovely wife hook her thumbs seductively in the white lace thong and with her back to the audience, she slipped it down her long legs and off her body. Paige stepped gracefully out of the thong and held it in her hands. Her naked backside unveiled to the world. She turned back around, only that scant bit of white lace held in front of her, teasing the audience. Shielding the most private part of her body from their hungry eyes. Then she strutted seductively towards the front of the stage. She looked like some feral animal as she moved. Standing right in front of me, she looked me straight in the eyes. Then, she boldly tossed her thong to me. Paige was naked! My wife! Her body totally exposed to the whole audience! Whistles sang out around the room. The sound from the pounding drumsticks and the applause became almost deafening! Her neatly trimmed blond muff was fully visible, tantalizingly drawing all eyes to her well of life.

  Paige began to really sway now. She was a vamp, a seductress, the whole audience was clapping along with her, beating their drumsticks on the tables. Breathing hard, Paige moved rhythmically towards the back of the stage. She grabbed the stripper pole and pulled her body hard against the unyielding metal. Then I saw her slowly begin sliding down the pole, humping her body against the hardness of it. OMG! She was fucking it! Riding it like it was a cock! I watched mesmerized as Paige slid her body slowly down the pole, her pussy pushed hard against the unyielding metal. Suddenly, Paige’s head flew back, her golden locks flying as I saw her body spasm violently. I knew that look well! She’d actually orgasmed on the damn stripper pole!

  Paige hung there for a moment, regaining her composure and then swung her body around the pole to face the audience. Her eyes blazing with passion. Now only the hard metal rod stood between the audience and their ability to see her wantonly exposed pussy! Standing back up, she once again began to gyrate her body to the heavy beat. The place went wild! I think every man there, and even some women, lined up to give her money. Her garter was already bulging with bills, and still they kept coming. While she danced, I could catch occasional glimpses of her bare snatch as she twirled around the stage. Then, as she had seen some of the other dancers do, she got down on her knees on the stage, her bare pussy lips, now facing me and the audience. Her delicate pink petals spreading open slightly with the motion. After shaking her shapely behind a few times at her admirers, she rolled over onto her back and swung her legs high in the air. Her spike heeled legs opening in an inviting V shape. Her beautiful pussy lips were now exposed for all to see. Glistening seductively with her honeyed juices! Her excitement causing little rivulets of sweet nectar to run down her thighs. She was unbelievably turned on! Her face was flushed and the redness of her embarrassment spread attractively down her chest. Sweat glistened on her writhing body. She knew she was naked; she knew she was naughty; she knew all the men were watching her. Knew that they all wanted her. And, she reveled in it!

  Finally, the dance ended. Paige left the stage with an air kiss and a coy wink at me. Strutting her perfect, naked body seductively in just her high heels. I was speechless. Still in shock from what I’d seen. After a few minutes, our waitress came over and sat down next to me. “OMG! She was so great! I just knew she’s be fantastic!” she bubbled. “Why don’t you grab all your things, and I’ll take you back stage to be with that hot wife of yours,” she said with a knowing grin.

  I shook my head in the positive; I couldn’t trust my voice. Not just yet. I downed the rest of my drink with one gulp and gathered our belongings. Taking hold of my hand, she led me back stage.

  Chapter 4

  When we entered, I could see Paige standing there in the harsh lighting of the dressing room. Her two dancing partners were talking animatedly with her. All of them were still nude. When the two dancers saw me enter, they nodded in my direction and said something to Paige. Then, she gave them both a hug and a kiss on the cheek before turning to face me.

  Her body glistened with sweat and her hair was in wild disarray. Paige’s breathing was still hard and fast from her exertions. Her beautiful breasts heaving with the effort, rising and falling enticingly with every breath she took. She looked unbelievably sexy standing there, naked. Her body totally on view. An exotic creature that had totally captivated me with her performance. If we had been alone, I swear I would have thrown her on the floor and taken her right then and there! My cock was still swollen from her exciting performance on stage. I needed her so badly!

  Walking slowly, seductively towards me, she hesitantly opened her arms to welcome me into her embrace. We met in a deep French kiss as her body melted into mine. Our hands roamed freely over each other’s bodies. To hell with our audience! Finally, after a few whistles from the watching dancers, we came up for air. Our waitress was intently watching us with a sly grin on her face. “Congratulations! I knew you’d be great, Paige! My God, I swear you’re the sexiest amateur we’ve had up there for a long time!”

  Paige broke our embrace and turned to hug our waitress, “Thank you so much for convincing me to try this. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on in my life!”

  “My pleasure, Paige,” said our waitress as she leaned in and gave my wife a kiss of her own. One that quickly developed into a passionate French kiss, as their tongues dueled excitingly with each other! “You were absolute dynamite up there! Now, let’s get you dressed and I’ll let you both out through the dancers exit. Your drinks are all on the house tonight and any tips you received are yours to keep! You two drive carefully.” Then, with a co
y little wink, she added, “Have fun tonight! By the way, please consider coming back again. You’re welcome to dance here anytime!”

  Paige took her purse and under garments from my hands and, opening her purse, shoved everything in it. Then, pulling her tips from the garter on her leg, she shoved the wad of bills in as well. She left the garter on her shapely leg. Hot damn! She looked beautiful! Taking her dress from a little locker, she slipped it back over her head and I zipped it up for her. Hand in hand, our waitress let us out the back way and we literally ran to our car! When we got there, Paige turned to me saying, “God, I am so hot! I need you to fuck me! I want you so bad!”

  “OMG, Paige! I need you too! I don’t think I can wait either!” Glancing around, I didn’t see anybody around us. Pulling my wife to my hungry lips, I kissed her passionately. Then, I pushed her down, brazenly bending her over the hood of the car. Flipping up her short little dress, my eyes feasted on her inviting pussy. Its pink petals glistening delightfully in the harsh lights of the parking lot. Quickly unzipping my pants, I shoved my hard cock into her inviting depths. Paige cried out loudly as I bottomed out into her cervix with one stroke. No slow lovemaking tonight! Neither one of us was prepared to take the time for that. We were both consumed with lust! I fucked her! Right there in the parking lot of the strip club! Taking her hard, Paige crying out in ecstasy with every stroke of my throbbing rod.

  There was no way I could hold out, not tonight! Not after what she’d done! Not with my wife spread out before me as I plunged in and out of her throbbing womanhood. It wasn’t long before I exploded deep inside of her wanton pussy. Emptying myself again and again inside of her as she screamed out in ecstasy.

  Finally, I pulled her little dress back down and whispered, “Let’s get out of here!” As I helped her into the car, I couldn’t help noticing her soft blond muff sliding into view as she slid into the seat her short dress hiking up in the process. Her blond muff was now matted and damp, those sweet nether lips were red and swollen. Streaks of creamy cum were oozing freely from her soft petals, sliding down her thighs. She was soaked with our combined juices! We drove frantically back to the hotel, practically running through the lobby to the elevators. I’m sure we caused some looks as we hurried through; Paige’s normally perfect blond locks now in total disarray, sweat still glistening on her body.