Chapter 31

Saturday evening, Michelle was once again getting ready for her new career path as a stripper. This time, though, she asked me to take her. On the way there, I asked her if she knew what she’d be doing tonight? Anything like last week?

“They haven’t said anything about it; I’m assuming I’ll be dancing and stripping like the other girls this time, though. I think last week was an initiation into their little club.

She hadn’t dressed in anything particularly provocative, just a short skirt and fairly low cut blouse. Probably different than she’d wear to the law office but she would to a dinner date. She hadn’t brought anything with her either so I was curious about that. She told me that what she’d taken last week was still there. Yeah, I’d forgotten about that. She did come home naked after all.

For once I didn’t have to pay the cover charge to get in. Michelle gave the doorman a little kiss of affection on the cheek, and I couldn’t help but notice the look of puppy love on his face. I mentioned to her, “I think he’s in love with you.”

“Kevin? He’s in love with all the girls I think.”

“Well, he gave you a look like he’s interested in more than just your mind.”

“Mmm, he is cute, should I invite him home sometime?”

I couldn’t help but grin at that thought. “It’d be his dream come true!”

“I think I’d enjoy it too, don’t you think?”

“Do it sometime!” He was pretty good looking and probably, at least, ten years younger than us, most likely more. I’d love to see him and my wife together.

Michelle had told me she’s the first forty-year-old in the club’s history. Most of the girls are in the early to mid-twenties. Nicole, for instance, is twenty-three. Maybe they’re younger I thought, but they’re certainly not more attractive than my wife.

Michelle walked with me to a table set a few feet from the stage and left me there, going down the hall into the back room. I watched the girl on stage, realizing it was Aura, the girl who had given Trisha a lap dance several weeks before. She was at the pole, expertly spinning herself around it with nothing on but a pair of thong panties and matching push-up bra. I was mesmerized as she seemed to turn effortlessly without moving a muscle.

I was enjoying watching Aura when out of the corner of my eye I saw a girl coming closer carrying a drink. When I glanced over at her, I was shocked to see my wife. I hadn’t known what to expect she might be doing tonight, but serving drinks never crossed my mind, especially wearing the micro, red leather shorts she had on. They couldn’t have been more than two or three inches in length and were skin tight, resting low on her hips. She had on a silky, white blouse tied at her midriff showing off her sexy tummy. A pair of red high heels and red bra finished the hot package.

She walked over to my table, bringing me a diet coke and did a little pirouette, asking me, “You like?”

I looked her up and down with my lust-filled eyes and couldn’t do much more than shake my head up and down.

“This is what I found at The Castle last week. I never got a chance to wear them then. Since I’m serving for a while tonight, I thought it’d be perfect.”

Uhh, yeah, it was more than perfect. I’d never seen anything like those shorts, they hardly covered any of her butt cheeks and were tightly pulled into her pussy showing her camel toe. Between that and the blouse, it was far sexier than naked would be!

She meandered around the rapidly filling room, taking and delivering drink orders, flirting with the men, intentionally leaning over to show off her cleavage and walking to exaggerate that sexy butt. One other girl who I didn’t know was serving drinks along with her. Damn, I was getting hard watching her interact with her customers. Occasionally she set her serving tray down and sat on the lap of some guy with her knees spread wide around his waist rubbing herself against his pants. I wondered how many men she’d cause to come in their pants before the night was over.

Then I realized something she’d said to me, “I’m serving for a while tonight.” I wondered what that meant, what else she was going to be doing? I could hardly wait to find out.

I turned my attention back to the stage where Nicole was standing spread-eagled on her tiptoes, her arms spread wide like she was reaching up for something and shaking her lace-clad behind a few feet in front of me. I felt like she was putting on this show just specifically for my personal benefit. I took a ten-dollar bill, stood up and pushed it into her the back of her panties. Mmm, that little feel alone was worth the ten bucks! I couldn’t help but wonder why none of the girls had taken off their bra or panties, however. Usually, they did. I looked at my watch and realized we’d already been there an hour and a half.

When Nicole’s song ended, she sauntered off the stage, and the Emcee came on, “Folks, we’re going to do something a little different tonight so get ready to enjoy yourselves!” Now, it sounded like it was going to get interesting. I looked around and didn’t see Michelle or the other girl anywhere. None of the other girls were out on the floor either.

I kept looking, wondering what was going on when the girls started walking out onto the stage. Six girls, Michelle (i.e. Amber to the club), Nicole, Aura, Daisy (as in Daisy Duke) and I didn’t know the other two names. They were wearing sexy, very expensive looking negligees, all different. Michelle was among them, wearing a tiny, pink baby doll with a pair of transparent panties that tied with a little string at her hips. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her breasts and nipples clearly showed through the thin material. Oh God, she looked good! The other girls wore different types of negligees; all sexy but none of them seemed nearly as delicious as my wife. They might be younger, but she had that beauty that comes with a little more maturity and confidence in herself.

I was gaping at my wife, turning around showing off what she was wearing from all angles when the Emcee came back on, “Folks, if you like what you see, it can be purchased in whatever size you want. If we run out, we’ll have the rest by next week.” He went on, telling how to buy them but I wasn’t listening any longer; I was watching my wife stepping down off the stage down onto the floor, walking toward me.

When she got to me, she took my hands, placing them on her side to feel the soft, sexy material on her beautiful body. She said, “I want you to buy one of these, it feels so good.” Damn! She didn’t have to convince me, it looked good, and it felt good!

The Emcee had been explaining how to buy them, but I didn’t hear it. What I did hear though is him saying, “Our girls will be circulating so you can feel how nice they are. Don’t be bashful, our girls will be enjoying it as much as you will.”

Michelle moved away from me, letting other people’s hands roam all over her sexy body, feeling her nipples through the material and running hands over her soft butt. One lovely woman even nuzzled her face between Michelle’s breasts. I couldn’t take my eyes away! That is until Nicole strolled over to me with nothing but her pair of silk panties and bra. My hands roamed all over her body as she ground her hips against my hand between her legs.

The girls walked around the floor for probably forty-five minutes or so. The Emcee finally came back on explaining how to buy them again, “The girls are distributing papers with each of their names and a description of what they’re wearing. Pick the one you want, the size and we’ll bring them to the table and get your credit card information.”

I saw the paper and pencil and marked I wanted Michelle’s in a size six. They weren’t cheap, a hundred fifty dollars each but it was more than worth it. I liked the one Aura was wearing too, cut low, just barely covering her nipples and tied in the front, so I splurged and marked that one too.

While everyone was considering what they wanted the Emcee came on one more time, “As a special treat, we have another little incentive. For an extra three hundred dollars, mark the ‘special’ box beside whatever name you want, and you’ll get a chance for the actual garment that girl is wearing. You’ll be able to come up on the stage and take five minutes to remove it from her.” Hunh? I realized this was going to take on a whole new dimension!

I thought about the money Michelle brought home last week and decided we could afford this, so I marked the box beside Nicole’s name. I’d have loved to add Michelle’s as well, but it was going to be more fun watching someone else with her.