Darin spotted the young gal up on the stage the moment he walked into the bar. The gaudy sign outside clearly showed that this was a dancer bar, so having some time to kill, he wandered in. One thing Darin liked most of all was watching girls on stage putting on a show.
Often he could see just as much out at the beach, but it just wasn't as much fun. On stage they were teasing, it was deliberate.
The girl up there at the moment was slender, muscular like most dancers were if they had been at it any length of time. Once in a while he would see a new one that looked sort of soft, but that never lasted very long.
This woman had on a tiny white G-string, and a pair of matching pasties. The pasties were on the large side, considering her breasts were at best an A cup. Darin liked that, for some crazy reason the smallish breasts turned him on.
Darin got a beer, wandered up to the edge of the stage. It was full, but one guy got up and left so Darin grabbed that seat.
The stage was about three feet off the floor; the view was excellent, right up her barely covered crotch. It was clear the girl shaved at least some of her pubic hair, but it was also obvious she had some left because every once in awhile some dark hairs appeared, barely. That was sort of against the law, but the dancers sometimes let a tiny bit almost show if the tippers were good.
Assuming of course the bartender whose job it was to keep a lid on things knew enough to be "busy" if one of the girls was teasing a big tipper.
The girl was athletic also, she did hand stands with ease, letting her legs splay outward in the full split position, spectacular. He had no idea how the crotch of the thing stayed in place when she did that.
The waitress brought a 2nd beer as the young woman vanished back stage. The next one up was voluptuous, she shook things around all over the place. But Darin was not as interested in her, even though she was very pretty.
Three songs later, the slender one was back. Darin slid a dollar bill onto the stage, getting rewarded with a sweet smile. She danced right in front of him for a few seconds, letting her legs part for a moment. The wisp of cloth did not cover very much but it also stayed right in place.
He had planned to have one beer and leave, but a couple of hours later he realized he was now getting drunk.
With just $10 left in his pocket, he went out to his car, got in and put the seat back. No way did he dare drive, he had enough wits about himself to realize that. He also pulled the keys, remembering the incident a couple of years earlier that got him two nights in the local jail.
Keys in the switch meant you were driving, even asleep, that Cop had no sense of humor at all.
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Someone was knocking on his car window, Darin woke with a start. His dream of that young girl, up on the stage, naked in front of him and showing everything was in his mind.
Of course she hadn't really shown that much, she wore those silly pasties and G-string the entire time, so he really didn't see anything at all. All his tipping did was get more wiggles in front of him, that was it.
His mind filled in the blanks in his dream.
Only once in his life had he ever actually seen that, it was at a local club he was a member of and they had those "visitations." Other clubs would visit, and always brought along a dancer that would strip for the men.
Men only clubs did that a lot, usually it was some older woman working the circuit, and while they got nasty it was always with the lights very low and just glimpses.
Until that one time.
Man, she not only had the lights left on, she lay down on her back and spread her legs, then used her fingers to reach down and open herself up!
That was as close as he had ever came to blasting off in his pants without even touching himself. In his dream he imagined the slender young woman doing the same thing, but of course that could never happen, not with the laws restricting all of the dancer clubs.
Darin loved that, she was slender also. Earlier in the men's club bar, he had tried to talk to the woman and got nowhere. She moved away from him like he was poison which hurt his feelings.
But he was used to that, he didn't have much luck with the girls back in high school, and it was only barely better in college.
Darin was 22 years old when he finally got to 3rd base, but that time he was overly excited and exploded way too quickly.
That woman, her name was Barbara, would not go out with him after that.
It was his one and only sexual experience, he just had that problem of getting tongue tied. There was not an aggressive bone in his body, quite a handicap when dealing with trying to compete with the jock types. Women looked at him as a big brother type, a nice guy.
So, he went to the clubs, got to look.
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"Are you OK, mister?" The girl from inside was peering in at him.
"Uhhh.. Yes, I am fine, I just drank a bit too much." He told her through the glass.
"OK, then. Have a nice night, and thank you for the tips." She gave him a bright smile and turned to leave.
She actually talked to him, even smiled!
Darin made a spur of the moment decision.
"Hey! Miss?" He called out after quickly rolling down the window.
"Yeah?" She asked, turning back.
"Would you like to go.. I mean.. maybe some Coffee or something?" He asked.
She hesitated for a few seconds, studying him.
"OK. You look like a nice guy, so sure. I will follow you down to Denny's in my car." Another smile, a few seconds later she pulled alongside, and they drove down to the restaurant.
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Coffee turned into some hash browns and eggs, then Darin realized the Sun was just coming up.
They talked about everything, he found out her name was Lee and she had left her husband who was in the military back in Germany.
She mentioned that he seemed to like picking up the German girls and she finally just got tired of it, so she flew back to the States. Now she lived with her sister until she could get back on her feet.
Unable to find any real work and about out of money, she had applied for and landed the job dancing for the area agency. They got 20% of her pay but she got to keep any tips.
The bad part was she danced in clubs all over town, all of them 3 hour shifts.
Darin then mentioned that he loved the way she danced, and really liked the way she looked.
"Most of you guys go for the ones with the big boobs." She laughed.
"I don't. I like sleek looking, like you are."
"Sleek, huh?" She laughed again, then she jotted down her next week's schedule.
"You come by and watch me dance, OK?"
That was it, they left. No kiss, they didn't even shake hands. Darin was excited all the way home, and again dreamed of her.
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Darin couldn't go watch Lee dance on the day shifts because he was busy running his brother's gas station.
That drove him a little bit nuts, he wanted to. Hell, he had seen literally hundreds of dancers, for some nutty reason this one stuck in his head. But during her evening and night shifts he was there every single time.
