Edited by sexnovella and sniperboy010.
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As I headed out that night I wasn't really expecting anything other than a few quiet drinks at the bar. I was at a loose end and as I stepped into the bar it didn't look like anything much was going to change. There were some familiar faces as I looked around but everyone were in groups, chatting and laughing, having a good time.
I got a few nods from people as I made my way to join the other loners propping up at the bar. To one side of me were the usual older guys and businessmen drinking alone while to my right I could see 3 guys crowding around a cute brunette in a short, tight red dress. As the guys circled around her I would catch glimpses of her curvaceous bum and pretty face, but not a lot else.
Seeing as she had her hands more than full, I ordered my drink. As I savoured the first sip, I glanced over at her again and just happened to catch her eye. As I was thinking how beautiful her eyes were, she winked at me and my interest was immediately aroused.
I sipped my drink slowly, wondering whether the pack of dogs would ever leave the girl alone and if I would ever speak to this unknown beauty. As the bottom of my glass drew closer the 3 guys moved away and I got my first full view of this mysterious girl. I had been mildly interested before but when I saw this girl's figure I was entranced.
Looking her up and down she had smooth long legs, that lead to a shapely bum, tiny waist, long flowing hair and huge beautiful breasts. Once I saw these, I was transfixed. It was rare to see curves like that on such a slender frame.
She must have caught me staring as she giggled quietly to herself before she said:
"Hi."
"Hey," I replied back.
"Another drink?" I asked, noticing her empty glass on the bar.
"Sure," she said moving closer to me.
As her ample bosom rested on the counter I found it hard to keep my focus on her face, pretty though she was. The barman brought us our drinks and I introduced myself.
"I'm Nicky," she replied smiling as we sipped our drinks.
The conversation and the drinks flowed pretty freely from then on. We were finding out just enough about each other to keep both the interest and the mystery.
As flirting replaced conversation, the topic of the 3 guys from earlier came up. Nicky told me that they had eventually given up because she wouldn't dance for them.
Intrigued I asked:
"Dance?"
"Yeah," Nicky replied.
"Did I not tell you I'm a stripper?"
It was at this point that I realised that if it wasn't before, my quiet night was well and truly over.
"You're a stripper, really?" I asked trying not to sound too shocked.
"Yes I really am a stripper," Nicky replied grinning, with that mischievous glint in her eye that had been drawing me in all night.
My mind was struggling to process the images that swirled through it. Nicky and her amazing breasts twirling around a pole seemed almost unbelievable. I laughed to myself.
"Well I guess you can't blame those guys for wanting a dance."
"Oh I don't," Nicky replied.
"But like I explained to them I will only dance for one guy at a time. Just so it's really special and exactly what he wants."
At this stage, it wasn't just my interest that was at aroused as I felt my jeans becoming tighter.
"Interesting," I managed to say as Nicky continued.
"I'm not the dancing-round-the pole-in-a-club kinda stripper you know!"
"There are different kinds?" I asked innocently.
"Well sure, I'm a 21st century kinda girl who uses a webcam to perform."
"Oh. Oh wow!" was all I could muster as it dawned on me I was talking to a real life cam-girl.
"So like I told those guys I only go private with one guy at a time." Nicky said staring straight into my eyes.