Author's note: This is the second in my series of several short stories featuring more explicit/sexual takes on various famous "strip" scenes from movies and television, that actually didn't feature any stripping or had barely any nudity. This one is based upon the strip sequence of Jennifer Aniston's character in We're the Millers, but now with Casey also joining in.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights to We're the Millers or to any of those characters. I've never met Jennifer Aniston or Emma Roberts and the characters in this are meant as parodies of real-life individuals.
"The only reason I knew her before was because she also worked at the strip club!" shouted Rose pointing at her fake daughter. "Wait, you said they're strippers?" Rose smiled, looking at her fake teenage daughter, Casey. "Yes, we are, mister Chacon. Give us one chance to prove to you that we two are worth much more alive than dead." she continued, slowly, teasingly, opening the three top buttons on her shirt, giving him a good look at her cleavage, while Casey opened the button on her beige shorts and pushed them down just enough to show off her panties.
Mister Chacon nodded, grinning. Commanding One-Eyed to pull out an old and shop-worn stereo, he and his crew sat down to enjoy the show, pressing play. "Sweet Emotion" by Aerosmith started blaring through the garage.
Rose walked in sensually from behind a stack of tires, Her hair was no longer tied together, falling down on her shoulders. Her fake daughter, Casey, crawled on her fours from the other side, showing how tight her three quarter shorts were to the awaiting male public. Standing up, Rose turned around towards the young nubile body of Casey and pushed herself into her awaiting hands. Using this moment, the younger blonde unbuttoned and unzipped Rose's pants, giving her ass a smack before Rose proceeded to walk towards the stairs leading upwards. Sitting down on a chest, the so-called "cheap stripper" kicked off her loafers, looking her captors in the eyes with a slutty gaze. Her "daughter", not to be outdone, crouched down spreading her legs and running her hands along the seam of her pants, pushing down the zipper.
Looking towards the staircase, Rose proceeded to walk up with an exaggerated swing in her step, stopping to shake her head. Still wagging her hips she pushed her butt out and pulled down her pants. Casey, in the meanwhile, saw that the place where Rose was just sitting was just long enough to support her small figure and laid down on her back, running her hands along her petite body, rubbing her breasts and her pants. Sneakers already undone before the performance, she pushed her pants down to her hips, before sitting up. Following the course of gravity, her pants fell down to the ground, allowing her to spread her legs wide open, pushing her hand down the front of her panties, rubbing it a couple of times. She grabbed the now unnecessary garment with her right hand, throwing it into the direction of her pretend father and winking. He loudly swallowed.
He was not prepared for a double attack.