Joy knocked on the door to her girlfriend's apartment and waited patiently for her to open the door. The sign on the front door normally said "Clothing optional beyond this point" but the word "optional" had masking tape over it and written in felt pen instead was the word "forbidden." This was actually the rule of the house, anyone who was invited over was informed in advance that all clothing was to be removed upon entry, most assumed it was because of wild sex orgies or that the occupants were addicted to seeing naked bodies to fantasize and masturbate about. The real truth was that Devon and her roommate were naturalists and enjoyed being naked more than being clothed and since their home was their sanctum they chose for it to be a private nudist colony.
Devon opened the door in a robe and Joy slid inside promptly removing her top and shorts so that her better half could hang the robe up next to the door where it hung so that passer-by would not see naked bodies and possibly be offended whenever they opened the door. Devon's roommate was nowhere to be seen so Joy inquired why before sitting down on the couch.
"He got called into work today." Devon sat next to her and lit a cigarette, breathing in the smoke and letting it out in one long breath. "So what's up, you sounded freaked over the phone?"
"I met this guy last night." Joy stopped, unsure about how to continue, she looked at the floor feeling ashamed all of a sudden.
"So?" Devon looked confused. "You're free to fuck all the cock you want you know that. Just knock it off when we get married is all."
"I know, it's not that..." Joy couldn't bring herself to explain.
"Joy, what's wrong? You are seriously freaked out I can tell."
"I had a dream that this guy I raced against was a vampire and he followed me home to rape me and kill me." She blurted it out so fast Devon obviously didn't catch it all so Joy explained in detail the race and what happened after she got home.
"That's the weird part, I don't remember much of it but I don't remember ever lying down to sleep either, it's like my dream erased part of my memory and replaced it."
"Sounds pretty vivid too, definitely one freaky fucking dream. No wonder you're so bent out of shape." Devon took a drag on her smoke before continuing. "What do you remember about it?"
"I felt myself dying." Joy finally looked back at her partner. "It felt so real I woke up screaming. I thought I was dead."
"Dying? Wow, it's said that if you ever died in your dream you would die in real life too. What did that feel like?"
"It was like, slipping away. I could myself shutting down, I got cold, by limbs went numb and my eyesight and hearing gradually faded until I was almost deaf and blind. It was at the moment that I thought I had died when I woke up."
Devon and Joy just sat on the couch for a long time without saying anything to each other. They shifted uncomfortably and occasionally stared at each other. Devon finished her cigarette and mashed it out in a nearby ashtray.
"Thankfully it was just a dream." Devon broke the silence finally.
"Yeah, you hungry?" Joy finally asked.
"Nah I just ate."
"I'm going to grab some grub before going to work. Need a ride?" Joy stood and went to gather her clothes.
"Sure, wait up." They went to Joy's house first so she could gather her outfits for the club that night and put on her underwear. After that they went to a fast food place to get some food. They didn't talk much and Devon noticed that something was wrong with Joy's skin.
"You're getting red." She pointed out after they sat down. Joy looked at her arm and saw that a minor sunburn had formed.
"Well it's hotter than hell out there, guess I need to start wearing sunscreen again."
"Its not that hot Joy, its only the mid seventies."
"Come on you know how my skin is, I always burn easily its all that time I spend indoors."
"Yeah but its never been this bad, you should have it checked out."
"Ok I will, as soon as my vacation starts." Joy was worried about her skin though she hadn't been in the sun that long and she had never burned this easily before, maybe the stress from work? She couldn't see how.
"You're taking a vacation? I didn't know about that, when?" Joy cursed herself for letting her surprise slip out.
"Yeah, next week, I arranged for you and me to have one week all to ourselves to have fun, frolic and be crazy in Puerto Rico."
Devon yelped in delight and hugged Joy so tight Joy thought she was going to suffocate. Devon had always wanted to visit the Caribbean and now she was going to get her chance. For the rest of the hour and a half they had until they had to work at the club Devon didn't talk about anything else. She must have brought up five times about how she wanted to go snorkeling nude and see the famous Barracuda that sometimes swam up to tourists. On the way to Grinder's, Joy stopped and grabbed some sunscreen, it helped her skin heal up some and she didn't feel as hot as she had before.
When they arrived they saw Heaven walking the floor serving drinks. She was wearing a long skirt and long-sleeved shirt trying to hide the bandages that showed at the end of the sleeves. Her shirt was low-cut though showing what meager breasts she had. Joy walked up to Heaven to see how she was.
"How you feeling sweetie? You sure you're ok to work?"
"I'll be fine, just some surface cuts, didn't even need stitches. Mostly freaked out really but that murdering bitch is in jail so I feel safe." She walked over to the bar and ordered drinks for a couple of customers. "Are you ok Joy? You look awfully pale."
"I'm alright, had a freaky dream last night left me pretty rattled."
"All this horseshit going on it's a surprise we're getting any sleep at all." Devon chimed in. She gave Heaven a hug and wished her well before Heaven walked into the crowd to serve her customer's drinks. "Good kid, never should have happened to her."
"Bad things happen to good people unfortunately. Come on lets get ready to hit the stage." Joy spent less than thirty minutes getting her makeup and hair done up for her first set at six-thirty. She did have help though Devon danced the first song and then ran into the back to help Joy with her hair, naked she fixed Joy's hair up in an elaborate bun while Joy finished her makeup. Joy finally slid into a very tight evening gown that she normally wore for company functions and strapped on her favorite high heels.
Walking out onto the stage she kept her eyes closed and rubbed her body suggestively, the crowd seemed to grow quiet so that all she could really hear was the music. She counted her steps and stopped perfectly at the end of the stage before squatting in front of a young man who's jaw hung open looking up at her. She smiled warmly and danced in a crouch at the end of the stage moving from one guy to the next and then the next working her way back down to the opposite end of the stage mostly lying down and sliding out of her dress. Like two mountains on her chest her saline enhanced tits stuck straight up into the air as she arched her back and then laid back down flat again. Her nipples were erect and only added to the effect.
She kept her movements slow and tried to be more seductive than wild and crazy as she usually was. Although that wasn't normally her style it seemed to fit her mood at the moment. Tip money piled high in several spots on either side of the stage as she stood up and let the gown fall to her ankles, stepping from the garment and walking nude back towards the youth at the head of the stage she thought she spotted a familiar person sitting at a nearby table and made a mental note of where it was and to check him out later. She was more focused on the young man at her feet at the moment.
Spreading her legs to flash her crotch she crouched in front of him and pushed her tits together rubbing them and licking one of her nipples. As the song ended she grabbed the handrail and pushed her massive chest into his face, smacking them back and forth against his cheeks. His breath was hot and moist against her skin and almost felt like it burned. As the song finished smiled broadly, blew him a kiss and collected her bills. The crowd erupted in applause and some of the men at the stage even stood up. She was surprised at the reaction, she couldn't remember ever having a crowd get as excited as this for her. She must have put on a hell of a show.
She walked into the back room and counted her tips, over one hundred dollars had been given to her by the crowd. Pretty good considering the stage was half-empty.
"Wow, quite a hall." A dancer named Princess was staring her cash pile as if it were pure gold.
"Hey, leave some for the rest of us!" another dancer joked.
"Yeah we po'." Said Ashley, one of Joy's best friends at the club. She was a tiny Asian woman who barely hit five feet tall, quite a contrast to Joy's height of six feet two inches.
"Don't be hogging all the rich guys for yourself." Ashley wrapped her arm around Joy's shoulder and sat in her lap. "Oh Devon, I'm stealing your girlfriend!"
"If you want her that bad, you can have her!"
