She was tanned and very good looking with the longest dark-brown-hair that I had ever seen. Most everyone in the bar was staring at her as she enjoyed her drink. Although this was my first time in the particular bar I was beginning to feel that this girl was some kind of a regular. There she sat with a skirt so short that it left nothing to the imagination and a blouse so open that even a blind person could read her nipples like a braille letter.

I had just ordered my second beer when the lights started to dim and the house music came up a lot louder. With that I turned my attention towards the back of the room and saw a very sensuous lady pick up the microphone and announce the first act of the evening. “Ladies and Gentlemen, please give a big round of applause for our first act tonight ... Here is Becky, our most exotic of exotic dancers!”

With a flash the house lights came completely down and the bright spot light shown with a new brilliance directly on the center of the stage illuminating Becky in the cutest little plaid school-girl dress that I had ever fantasized over. Just as I had seen a hundred times before this dancer worked her body with precision hitting every note in the song being played. Becky’s hips went right and then left, then she squatted down and smacked her ass lightly on the polished stage floor. Wow, that spread gave me and everyone else in the audience a really good look at her very, very hairy pussy.

Her pussy hair was so long and so thick that I was surprised that it wasn’t braided! Now I have seen many a stripper but usually they keep their panties or G-string on until the end of their dance. But not Becky, this exotic dancer shoved her hairy nest out to the edge of the stage within inches of the lucky sex hound’s nose sitting on their seat’s edge.

The song continued on and Becky’s dancing became even more erotic. She began to trade-off her squatting for a sexy peep show of her 34C breasts. A flash here and a flash there ... little by little there was nothing left to anyone’s imagination. With her tits already out of the bag [so to speak] Becky began to slowly lift her tiny halter top over her head. Since the bright spot was focused directly on her, not a sole in the entire bar missed this hirsute honey’s hairy armpits. They both jutted out as if they were each its own pussy patch just waiting to be ambushed! Now with her halter top off Becky focused upon continuously showing off her bushy armpit play-grounds. The spot light man helped all he could by keeping the light tightly focused and aimed directly where everyone’s eyes were already riveted ... Becky’s hairy pits.

The longer Becky danced the more eye contact she and I made. I could already feel my cock begin to twitch! The more she looked at me the more I looked back and smiled! I smiled as if my life depended on it. I could tell that she was getting a little confused. I mean here I was watching her as if she was the only lady in the world and yet I wasn’t setting there at the edge of the stage flashing a dollar bill! Finally her dance song came to an end and Becky left the stage with all of the class like the lady she was.

I was now drinking down beer number four and was thinking I was pretty much done with my fun filled evening. Suddenly, and quite unexpectedly, I felt a hand softly touching my shoulder. I quickly turned around and found Becky standing there with that same big smile on her face. Before I could say anything, she popped out with, “I must ask you why you were smiling so I me?” I answered her back saying, “I was smiling because you are the prettiest and most professional dancer I had every seen.” Then I continued my praise by saying, “Although I had seen hundreds of exotic dancers, not until tonight had I seen the ultimate of all dancers! ... you Becky!” I said, “When I saw that you were a hirsute lady, and saw how proud you were of your hirsuteness, I knew that that no other dancer could hold a candle!”

Then Becky took me by the hand and had led me off to a private table. Once there we continued to talk. While our conversation continued, Becky took a moment to slip off her halter top once more. We both knew that she didn’t need to do that to show me her hairy armpits so I figured there must be something else that see wanted me to see.

Well, fellow hair lovers, there was! Right in front of me was Becky’s perky 34C tits and each of them had beautiful little dark hairs growing out around the nipples. As you can imagine, a big smile came back to my face! Becky told me that she had never had anyone complement her so on her hairiness! In fact, she had had several of the other dancers tell her to shave off that ugly hair! She went on the say how good I had made her feel wonderful and that she was so happy to meet someone that really appreciated her for just being her.