Here we were a group of our coworkers watching one of our own, Amanda C., strip in front of us. I know I for one had been fantasizing about this day, but in my wildest dreams I couldn't believe it would have happened.
I had been working with a gorgeous young girl, Amanda, who was a contractor at our workplace. She had long, light brown hair, a round, angelic face with tan skin and blue eyes. She was slender and very tall with a great figure. Although she was slender she had a nice, round butt and full breasts. Whenever she walked down the hallway in the skin tight pants she wore, all the guys would just watch her; I know I definitely did. However despite her attire which highlighted her great body, she claimed to be a fundamentalist Christian. Discussions with her revealed that she was very dogmatic about the Bible and how it governs our lives. But I also noticed that she had a stubborn streak, a sort of won't-be-outdone-by-anyone attitude. This played a factor in what transpired.
A group of my friends from work had gotten together at a local watering hole and during the conversation, it came up that in our pasts several of us had entered amateur stripping contests. An old girlfriend had talked me into it and two of the girls present, Allison and Jenna, had done so on dares from girlfriends. Several at the table said there is no way they would have done that but two said they could under the right circumstances. One was Paul, who was currently divorced and was trying to break out of his mold. The girls at the table said they would take Paul to a club they knew and would support his performance on stage by cheering him on. That got everybody laughing and a whole series of sexual jokes ensued.
The other was Amanda, who having three drinks and obviously feeling one upped by me, Allison and Jenna, wanted to show she could do what anyone else could. To Paul and I and several of the other guys at the table, who had fantasized about Amanda naked every time she walked by, this was very interesting. But it was Allison who laid down the challenge.
"Amanda, I happen to know, from my own personal experience, that the Club Pink has amateur night tonight. Are you game for the challenge?" Amanda balked and again Allison challenged her and threw in, "I've had enough to drink tonight. If you want, we can both participate, as long as Mark and Paul agree to do the same at a women's strip joint." Both Paul and I nodded. I was thinking: anything to get to see both Amanda and Allison, a dark brunette with a wild attitude, naked. I wasn't sure how I was going to explain that one, however, to my wife, but with a few beers in me I figured what the fuck.
Amanda finally responded to Allison, "No, if you and Jenna and Paul and Mark have done it, I sure as heck can do it." Boy did she fall for the challenge laid down by Allison and I wouldn't have to promise to strip in front of a bunch of my co-workers and have my wife find out about it later.
The Club Pink was only a mile away so we all piled into a couple of cars with Allison and Jenna driving Amanda in order to make sure she didn't back out. The club was a local strip club that usually wasn't too crowded in the early evening. They didn't even advertise the amateur contest; apparently you had to know about it by word of mouth. But apparently these amateur nights were popular and the place, normally not very crowded, was full of rowdy men and women.
We all squeezed into a table, and Allison and Jenna got Amanda registered with the DJ. Amanda came back to our table and had yet another drink to get over her nervousness. Fortunately for her and for us when it was time the DJ called Amanda first so she had no time to chicken out and she didn't even beg Allison to join her.
Allison, always the showman, escorted Amanda on to the stage, however. The crowd responded loudly. I think they thought they were going to see a twosome on the stage...Allison and Amanda stripping and doing each other.
But as the throbbing music started Allison backed away and Amanda began to sway as our table cheered her on.
She was clearly embarrassed to be up there and had a shy grin on her face and was a little flushed to boot. She was dressed in a modest outfit which made her dancing all the more erotic: innocent average girl takes her clothes off for the crowd.
After a few spins around the stage she loosened her blouse out of the top of her skirt and began to unbutton it from the bottom. "You go, girl," came out from several places in the club and Amanda blushed and grinned. But it encouraged her to keep going.
One button after another fell open until she was to the top button. She decided to take a few spins around the stage, rocking her hips back and forth and exposing her midriff by pulling her blouse up. Then she faced away from the crowd, opened the last button and shrugged out of her blouse. The crowd cheered its approval.
With an even bigger grin she turned around to face the crowd and dropped her blouse to the stage. She was wearing a flesh-toned soft bra that was fairly sheer so the audience and we could see the outline of her nipples under the bra's material.
Next Amanda kicked off her shoes and took a few spins around the stage until shouts of "Go, Amanda. You're beautiful, girl. Take it off!!" came from multiple locations around the club. At our table we were whooping and hollering to encourage Amanda to keep going.
She looked at the audience with a shy grin and pointed her fingers at her bra and then at her skirt. The crowd, clearly wanting to see some bare tit, was louder when she pointed to her bra. But Amanda chose to take her skirt off next. She slowly unzipped her skirt but still held it up. Again she made a few rounds around the stage rocking and swaying to the music but still hanging on to her skirt.
Allison, who had returned to our table, stood up and cheered Amanda on to keep going. She got Amanda's attention and yelled out, "If you do it, I'll do it." The rest of at the table stood up and joined Allison who was unzipping her pants. Paul, Jenna and I began to do the same so you could see everybody's underwear.
