Shaun was 25 and in his second year of law school. One of his buddies was getting married and a group of his friends had gone out for a pre-bachelor party night on the town after one of their more important exams was completed. Sort of a "planning" night of which places would be best to hit during the bachelor party etcetera. Not really his scene as Shaun much preferred going to places he might actually have a chance of taking one of the girls home but he went along because, well, Shaun like naked girls- even if they weren't sleeping with him.
Most of the clubs were seedy hole in the wall places that reeked of stale beer and had slobs in stained wife beaters as their main clientele. Diamonds, though, was an upscale place that had a good reputation and was a local favorite. The parking lot was well lit and had a decent number of cars and they even saw some attractive girls coming out as they made their way to the entrance. All good signs.
They walked in and Shaun felt the roar of the crowd as much as he heard it. He couldn't believe the noise in the club and they quickly paid their cover fees. Shaun tried to ask what was going on but couldn't hear the doorman over the crowd. They rounded the corner into the main club and Shaun was shocked. It was huge. It had to be 40,000 square feet and it was packed with people. Not just men, as Shaun was expecting, but men and women. And not a single stained wife beater in the bunch. The women all looked like they'd dressed for a night of dancing and the men were dressed nicely. Shaun felt underdressed in a Hawaiian shirt and jeans. They worked their way around the crowd to the bar and finally ordered some drinks. While waiting, Shaun watched a girl on stage, and wondered how she possibly got the job. She couldn't dance, didn't have any clue how to work the audience and generally wasn't super attractive. She did have big tits, though, so she was still getting tips from the one or two guys she acknowledged. When she finished, the DJ said her name and then announced the next contestant in amateur night.
"Oh sweet! Amateurs! Let's move forward." his buddy yelled in his ear and, as Shaun watched the girl moving from behind the curtain on the stage, he readily agreed.
She was already working the crowd way better than the previous girl and, at least to him, was a 10 plus. She had long legs above her heels and she was wearing a tight miniskirt with an oversize mens' button up tied at the waist, a vest, and a fedora. The song was "You Can Leave Your Hat On" and Shaun couldn't take his eyes off her. Shaun kept moving until he realized he was looking up at her from the bottom of the stage. She had just unzipped her skirt and slid it down her legs while dropping down with her butt right in front of him. She was wearing a g-string and slowly straightened her legs as she rocked her hips back, right over his head. Shaun swear he could smell her and she looked back over her shoulder and down at him then winked before she walked back to the center of the stage and spun around the pole a couple of times.
The shirt looked like a dress hiked up over her panties and she unbuttoned it while she worked her hips to the beat, then she pulled open one side after the other before letting it drop to the stage behind her. Now she was wearing a bikini top, g string, and a fedora and her skin glistened. Shaun couldn't decide whether it was sweat or she had sprayed herself down with something prior to going on stage but it didn't matter. The effect was magical and Shaun held up all the cash he had.
She looked him in the eye as she walked forward and dropped to her knees and then crawled the last couple feet between him and her. As far as Shaun knew everything else stopped. He couldn't hear the music or the crowd or, for that matter, see anything except her green eyes. She snapped her head around, swinging her long auburn hair and never once lost eye contact with him. To this day, Shaun can't figure out how she did it. Then she rocked back with her crotch in his face and put one hand by her feet and threw her bikini top into the crowd just as the song ended. When she sat back up on her knees again, she slowly reached out and grabbed the cash from his hand and put the fedora on his head. Then she said "thanks" and got up to collect the ridiculous amount of bills remaining on the stage while the crowd roared. Shaun never even saw her tits.
His buddies were whooping and hollering at him and passing the hat back and forth amongst themselves and then the DJ announced the competition had ended and it was time for voting. Five or six girls came out on the stage and awaited the results, by applause. Shaun's girl won, hands down. As she took her bow, Shaun walked back up to the stage and offered her the hat back.
Another slow reach and "thanks". Over the crowd's cheering Shaun tried to tell her his name but she couldn't hear him. Eventually she took a final bow and the girls all left the stage to be replaced by the professionals. None of them interested him and Shaun nursed his drink while he tried to spy his girl somewhere amongst the crowd.
When a feminine hand reached over his shoulder and put a drink down in front of him, he couldn't mistake the shine on her skin and nearly jumped out of his.
"Since I took all your money, I figured the least I could do would be buy you drink." She reached her hand out to shake his and his buddies started whooping again. She laughed and Shaun told them all to fuck off, which simply caused more yelling and laughter.
"I'm Shaun." Shaun couldn't figure out what else to say.
"Sophia. So, Shaun, you always throw your money away like that, or is this the start of a beautiful friendship?" The glint in her eyes and the self-satisfied shit-eating grin on her face told him this woman was a force to be reckoned with but Shaun couldn't escape it.
"This is definitely the start of something beautiful." It felt like that stupid line Tom Cruise gave Kelly McGillis in Top Gun but it just came out. And, apparently, it worked because she laughed like a mad woman.
