Jay sat in the audience of the Kitty Kat Club and waited to see something he never thought he'd get to see. He had always wanted to take his wife to a strip joint, but he never imagined that her first time in one she'd be a stripper, and not a participant. Jay had written the commercial insurance on the club as a favor to a friend whose company wouldn't insure strip joints. He took the opportunity of dealing with the owner of the club to arrange for his wife to perform on a one-time basis. Jay explained to the owner that he was just trying to keep the sex life spiced up. With the money the owner was going to be saving on insurance, he told Jay he could do what ever he wanted. So here he was on a Saturday night in the Kitty Kat Club waiting for his wife to come on stage and take her clothes off for men. The club was about half full; it was still too early for the main crown to hit. Missy was nervous, and didn't want to dance for the first time in front of a packed crowd. It was 6:00 so the heavy crowd wasn't due for another hour or so.
Fifteen men sat in the audience. Five were seated around the stage, and the other ten plus Jay were at tables. The five seated around the stage were college age, and looked to be two separate groups of friends; one group of three and another of two. The guys at the tables looked like professional types. A tall skinny blonde was on stage finishing her routine, and a couple of girls were in the audience doing topless table dances. The music finally stopped for the blonde's routine and she collected her money from the floor and disappeared off stage.
Missy didn't think she could get more nervous than she already was, but when the music stopped for the girl ahead of her, she did in fact get more nervous. She was sitting on a stool in the dressing room back stage. Four other girls were self-absorbed with primping and preparing for their routines. The girls were cordial and Missy was surprised at the camaraderie. When one girl came off stage, the first thing she did was tell the other girls who was tipping heavy. When Angie, the blond, came off stage and announced that the five college guys stage side were tipping heavy, Missy knew it was now or never. The stood up and adjusted her gown. The gowns were mandatory. All girls started in a stripper's gown and thong, and how much they removed was up to them. Of course, all of them removed the gown and danced topless, but maybe half removed the thong and danced totally nude. She shifted the gown around so that she had maximum cleavage. She wasn't a tall girl, only 5'3", but she was very curvy. Her 38D breasts didn't look out of place in a stripper's gown. Her heart was in her throat as she waited behind the curtain for her song to start. She had chosen "In The Air Tonight" by Genesis. She picked something slow because she didn't think she's be able to deal with her nerves and a fast dance at the same time.
The song began and the DJ introduced her as simply "Little Miss". She strutted out to the middle of the stage and began her routine. She had planned the first 90 seconds of her dance, and then she would work the guys at the edge of the stage. She tried hard to remember her 90 seconds worth of moves, but her mind was spinning. She walked up to the pole in the middle of the stage and stroked it up and down as she spread her legs and squatted up and down behind the pole. She had a few seconds to scan the floor and see the crowd. She saw the five guys trying to stare through her clothes at stage-side. She saw various suit and tie types in the audience and recognized one in particular. Jay sat to the left of the table area. His thin smile masked his rapid pulse, which was hammering away so hard he was lightheaded. Seeing Jay made Missy feel more relaxed. She decided to dance for him and everything else would fall into place. She walked to the front of the stage and pulled the drawstrings on the front of the gown. It fell off her shoulders and she held it up over her tits.
The gown was meant to come off easy, and once she let go it would fall to the floor. She turned her back to the audience and let the gown slide down off her shoulders. She put one arm over her breasts and slid the gown over her flat stomach and hips. She dropped it and let it fall to the floor, leaving her in her platform heels and a white sequined thong. She kept her breasts covered with the arm while she strutted back to the pole. She began to grind her hips in circles and bend at the waist to let everyone see her ass. She swung around behind the pole to face the audience and hugged her tits with both arms. Slowly, both arms moved to the side until her hands cupped her breasts. She pulled her hands away and her large boobs were swinging from side to side. She could hear the guys up front make some breathless noises in appreciation of her dance. She hugged the pole and squeezed each tit on either side of it and rubbed it in between her cleavage to simulate getting her tits fucked. The guys started elbowing each other and casually placing their hands on their laps to hide growing erections.
Missy strutted to center stage laid on her back on the floor. She pulled her legs back to her chest and then quickly spread them out as wide as they would go. The tight thong was all that kept the crowd from seeing her shaved cunt, and she wanted to show them everything. She pulled her legs back to her chest and grabbed the thong at her hips. She seductively slid it down her butt until she could feel the now-wet section of the thong uncover her pussy. The guys in front were exhaling harder as she pulled the thong from around her heels. Now, fully nude, she again opened her legs wide and let the crowd see her wet slit. She crawled over on her hands and knees and crawled back to the pole, wiggling her bare ass for the guys the whole time. She stood up by sliding the pole against her wet slit as she went up. Her wetness allowed her to slide easily against the pole, and its coldness shot electricity through her clit. Standing up, she walked to the edge of the stage and began to work the crowd.
She walked up to the spot in front of the first guy and knelt down. A dark haired kid, he put a dollar bill in his mouth and leaned forward. Missy put his face between her tits and pushed her boobs together and pulled back, taking the dollar bill from his mouth. She knelt in front of each guy and squeezed their faces with her tits; taking their money. The last guy held up a dollar bill with his hand. Missy squatted in front of him, giving everyone a clear view of her dripping cunt, and squeezed the guy's hand in between her boobs. Her song ended and she felt like she hadn't been up there two minutes, but it had actually been closer to five. She collected her money from the floor and walked off stage. Her heart slowly began to beat at a normal pace. The hard part was over, now it was time to work the floor doing table dances and trying to get $20 a pop lap dances. She put her gown back on and adjusted everything in place.
