High school was over, and now Donna was gearing up to go to college, except there was one problem:
Summer can be pretty boring when you're broke.
That was the crisis facing Donna, as her parents refused to give out an allowance, and any job she could find at this time of year was either already taken by the hordes of other high school graduates, or paying next to nothing.
Thankfully, there was one job that seemed conveniently unfilled, despite the great pay, and that was waiting at the Dirty Rose, one of the local strip joints.
And this wasn't just ANY strip club, this one had the privilege of being women only in both workers and patrons, lesbian women that is.
Other than the reputation strip clubs tend to enjoy, the uniform was another reason the applicants weren't tripping over themselves yearning to be hired; a french maid uniform with a neckline so open and a skirt so short it made the choice of underwear an important one.
Donna was interviewed by the owner of the club, a woman in her 40s with nary a wrinkle on her face and massive boobs, bigger than Donna's own Cs.
She was fairly keen on explaining the type of work Donna would have to do in this club, things involving the aforementioned outfit, the types of clientele they serve, the things going on in the background.
Donna. Of course, didn't mind one bit, and she was even somewhat disappointed when Cammie, the club owner, assured her that she will not be obliged to do any stripping as part of her job.
On the first day in the locker room, Donna was checking herself out in the mirror, dressed in the saucy maid outfit, consisting of a black bustier and skirt, a small white apron, and a pair of fishnet stocking and stripper heels, as well as a pair of innocent white lace panties and bra set, she looked like she could give an older gentleman a heart attack.
Unbeknownst to Donna, another maid walked in as she twirled to get a better look of her luscious ass peeking out from under her skirt in the mirror, a tall girl with black hair, small perky breasts and a cute tight ass named Gia.
Seeing Donna admiring herself in the mirror gave Gia an idea; this girl was a fresh 18 year old who applied to work in this place as a waitress, and was happy to be wearing such a scandalous outfit, Gia knew she could have fun with this sexy little thing.
Gia finally made her presence known, startling the engrossed Donna who immediately felt self-conscious, not about the outfit, but about her own ignorance of Gia's presence.
"You're new here?" Gia sidled up to the blushing Donna, her question clearly just an attempt at breaking the ice.
"Uh... Yeah, I am." Donna was surprisingly timid, as Gia exuded a form of womanly confidence that could only be acquired by someone who has been wearing the sort of uniform required for the job for a while now.
"Well, this job is the best job ever if you can enjoy it, think you can do that?" Gia slowly scanned Donna's scantily clad form from her feet to her head, which only made Donna more timid being devoured that way.
"I-uh... Yeah, I think I can do that." Donna tried to mask her enjoyment of the outfit and possible exposure she was bound to feel, but Gia was not fooled for a second.
"Well, the name's Gia, and if you ever need anything, just let me know." Gia left the locker room, leaving Donna with a smack on the butt just before she left, causing the latter to jump in surprise.
The first day went by very quickly, with Donna happily aware of the glances at her ass and breasts that she got whenever she bent over to talk to a customer, she was loving the attention this outfit was bestowing her, and it was all intentional.
Of course, Gia made sure to keep an eye on the new recruit, noticing quite accurately that she not only performed well with exposure as a factor, but actively seemed to enjoy the exhibitionist element that came with the job.
At the end of the day, Donna walked back into the locker room with about 300$, this was more money than she'd made at any of her previous jobs in a whole month!
Naturally ecstatic about her new windfall, Donna proceeded to change back into her normal clothes, however, she was interrupted mid change by Gia, who seized the opportunity to greet the half naked newbie, now in nothing but her lace white panties.
"What's up, new girl!" once again, Donna's heart skipped a beat thanks to Gia's sudden entrance, followed by a smack on the rear much like before she began her shift, this time however, Gia's hand lingered on Donna's ass, giving the luscious buns a good squeeze "How'd you do on your first day?"
"Oh um- I did great!" Donna showed her stack of tips, mostly consisting of 5$ and 10$ bills, but there was one 100$ in there "This is the most money I made in a day!"
The response made Gia chuckle, which mystified Donna a bit, she wasn't sure what was funny about what she said until Gia explained:
"Trust me girl, this is just the beginning, you'll be making so much money you won't know what to do with it." Gia took one of Donna's boobs and one of her cheeks in each hand and jiggled them, to great results "Imagine what you could do with these if I gave you some tips!"
Instead of feeling awkward at Gia's sudden intimate groping, Donna was seduced by the promise of more money:
"I could make more? How?" Donna gasped in anticipation, the reaction both surprised and interested Gia; this girl was going to be fun.
"Come by early tomorrow and I'll tell you, sweet cheeks!" Gia gave Donna another smack on the rear (god! Those were so satisfying Gia thought) and left Donna to once again finish changing.
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The next day, Donna was ecstatic to go to work, for once she had a job that pays great AND was tons of fun to do, she was stripping out of her normal clothes even before she made it through the door to the locker room.
Inside, she was greeted by Gia, who brightened up quite a bit when Donna stepped into the room, the prior already dressed for the job but was the only one left in the locker room, the other girls were already on the floor working their charms.
"Welcome back, Donna." Gia greeted the new girl cheerfully, who replied in kind.
Gia reminded Donna of her proposal last time of how she was going to help her make more tips today, Donna's face brightened up considerably; she was more than happy to receive this advice.
"So first, let's see the kind of underwear you have on." Gia smirked as Donna nodded and began undoing the white blouse and jean shorts she wore today, and soon Donna was standing in the locker room wearing a saucy set of black lace underwear, an excellent choice for this line of work.
"So what I will have you do today is do the same thing you did last night," Gia explained as she walked behind Donna's back, the latter puzzled as to what's going to happen, that is until Gia undid the clasp on her bra "Except this time, you won't be wearing a bra."
"... Huh?" Was all that Donna could say in response, and it didn't take long for Gia to explain.
"Your bustier is half transparent, enough to give a hint of your nipples but not enough to see them clearly," Now Donna's bra was off, and without even waiting, Gia's hands were taking in the size of the trainee's breasts "Even that should be enough to get you more tips, so try it out."
And with that, knowing she was at the best job she'd ever had, Donna excitedly began her second day at work.
And it was true, the customers were far more focused on Donna's half visible nipples, Sadly, despite a more favorable reaction from everyone, nobody seemed to tip more often than the first day, which really worried her.
She even tried to draw more attention to her nipples, doing everything short of pulling the bustier down and shoving her naked breasts in the customers' faces, and even that she considered doing out of desperation.
Dejected, Donna shuffled back into the locker room to change at the end of the day. Gia arrived shortly after Donna, although seeing the young girl change into her clothes was not as fun when she was so downcast.
"What's wrong? Didn't make much?" Gia rested her hand on the small of Donna's back, the latter undoing her bustier to release her large breasts before sighing, half frustrated and half relieved with the sudden loosening of her clothes.
"Two dollars more..." Donna elaborated, showing the wad of cash she made today, though it wasn't obvious, the amount of money she made was essentially the same as the day before "I mean, it's still a lot of money, but..."
"You were expecting more." Gia finished the sentence, and Donna nodded in agreement "I was hoping to save this once you got more experience, but I guess we need to ramp things up."
And before Donna could react, Gia's nimble hands took hold of Donna's panties and yanked them down. Donna didn't even register all of this happening before the last piece of clothing she had was down at her ankles, meaning her stumbling only helped Gia to decisively retrieve the item.
Standing there completely naked, Donna felt a severe blush spread across her body, sure she had gotten naked in locker rooms before, and she wasn't even alone most of the time, but for some reason Gia's forwardness and overpowering presence was really getting to her, and even more, she kinda liked it.
While Donna lost herself in her own thoughts, she felt yet another surprise hit her and jolt her back into the land of the living, a finger ran itself along the lips between her legs, and Donna instantly tensed up in response before looking down, where Gia was examining a little bit of stickiness that remained from her probing.
"Well, at least you're having fun on your job." Gia smirked, she was already loving toying with Donna's, and her perverted nature was getting more visible the more she did this.
Gia looked up to see the visible tension on Donna's face, she was enjoying this, but wondered what was in store for her. Gia decided to put the poor girl out of her misery and tell her what she should do:
"If taking your bra off wasn't enough, take your panties off too." Gia explained in a clinical manner, one that conveyed how mundane this solution was, even though it was anything but mundane "That'll get people's attention."