Chapter 2: Lexi Learns About Tips

Lexi showed up right on time Monday after school, wearing a little plaid school skirt and her white button-up white blouse. The blouse was not tucked in and as it flowed around the skirt, she gave Jack a few glimpses of her tight abs under the shirt. The plaid skirt was nearly knee length, but it still showed Lexi’s lean and sexy legs, even though her calves were mostly covered by the pink knee socks she wore with her red Chuck Taylor’s. Jack looked at the girl, and told her to stand in front of him, so he could take a better look.

He slowly turned her around, holding her hips, and running his big hands up her thighs, and under the skirt, to feel her firm butt cheeks.

“That tickles,” Lexi giggled as his fingers slid inside her panties and slid up against her tightly closed labia.

Ignoring her, Jack said,”This little school outfit could be a very sexy little costume with a few minor modifications, Lexi. You want me to show you how to make it sexy?”

“Yeah,” Lexi smiled, “that would be great.”

Jack took hold of her skirt, and lifted the skirt by its hem and pulled it up over her hips, and over her tiny waist. Then he folded the material in on itself, once, twice, and a third time. Then he snugged it around her hips and told her to stand back, and turn slowly around, so he could look at her.

Lexi’s skirt now was shortened to about 8 inches, and from the front, it covered her panties-barely, but revealed all of her long lean legs, even her creamy white thighs. In back, it just barely covered the little crease where her ass met her thighs, and if she bent forward at all, her ass was revealed, encased in the white cotton panties she wore.

“That’s a better length for dancing,” Jack said, “and for letting guys get a peak at your hot little ass. Now take off you bra, so I can tie off that shirt for you.”

Lexi, turned and twisted, reaching under to take off her bra, flashing panties and ass as she worked to remove it. She tossed it to the side, and stood in front of Jack, her unbuttoned blouse revealing most of her succulent little a-cup tit cones, poking straight out at Jack. He couldn’t resist taking each in his hands, and massaging them gently before grabbing the shirt tails. He pulled them tight across her stomach, and then tied them into a tight knot, just under her young tits. The blouse gapped open in a deep v between her tits, and if she leaned at the right angle, one or the other tit was entirely visible.

“Very hot,” said Jack, grasping Lexi’s sexy waist, and turning her around again, to look at her back, now uncovered from her middle back to where the turned over hem of the skirt was stretched across her hips. Her dimpled lower back looked sexy, but he thought a dirty tattoo might add to the slut factor.

“Have you ever thought about a tattoo, Lexi,” Jack asked, running his fingers over the dimples at the top of her glutes.

“Mama, wouldn’t let me,” she said, “but I’d love to have one.”

“Great,” said Jack, as he lifted a portfolio folder and spilled the contents on his end table. “Here are some temporary tats, and you can see what looks good. I’d suggest one like this, that says ‘Daddy’s Little Angel’ in a Gothic script, with a wing on each side. He held it up along her lower back, where it covered her lower back from one side to the other.

“Sure!” Lexi agreed, and Jack proceeded to moisten the tattoo, and then hold it in place against her back. “A little tramp stamp will help me look sexy.”

“That’s right baby,” Jack chuckled, “and a big tramp stamp like this one, will make you look nice and slutty.” Looking at the tattoo, Jack thought it should read ‘Daddy’s Little Cockslut’ across the cute dimpled skin.

“Now,” said Jack, “I know those cotton panties are cute, and what you wear to school, but we need something a little dirty for the strip club. How about this little white thong, he said, holding up a tiny piece of fabric.

“Put ‘em on.” He told her. “And take off the sock, too.”

Lexi giggled, holding the tiny thong. She reached under her skirt, and pulled down her cotton panties, giving Jack a full view of her pale tight ass cheeks and her pink pussy, as she pulled the panties from around her ankles. She stayed bent over to pull off her socks, contuinuing to flash her hot pussy and ass at the dirty old man giving her instructions. She stood and tossed them aside, and then bent over again, to step one foot at a time into the tiny thong panties. She shimmied them up her legs, and snugged it around her pussy, pulling the back strap between her butt cheeks.

Jack grabbed her hips, and slowly turned her around, lifting the short skirt to look at how the translucent triangle of fabric in front showed the clear line of her pussy slit under the filmy material. In back, when he lifted the skirt, her firm butt cheeks were on full display, with just a hint of the thong emerging at the lower end to hold the tiny front in place over her fat labia lips. Jack ran his hand under her crotch, and his finger along her slit, drawing a soft moan from Lexi.

He turned her around, so she faced him.

“Now, Lexi, that there is your money clip,” he said, grasping the thin strap of the tiny panty just above where it attached to the little triangle that barely covered her pussy mound.

“When you see a guy with a bill, and especially a big bill, in his hand, you just take hold right here, pull this little strap out, and thrust your teen pussy right at him, and give a big smile.” Jack instructed. “He’ll know to slide his money right there, so it’s right up against your pussy. Give it a try.”