At the end of the first part I was describing how the girl I live with was enjoying my exhibitionist and submissive side by making me do things I wouldn't ever have done. This time, we were in a friend of hers new bar. Little did I know, what was to come next would be the more nerve racking part of the night.
She'd done it. Shed set me up an here I was sitting at the bar with her in her friend Jenna's place, wearing nothing but the slip on loafers she bought me with the outfit for tonight. Even though I was a few drinks into things and had a little buzz going on I could still feel my hands shaking as I sat there, trying to be nonchalant about things. Of course that's harder to do when you're the only one naked in a bar with people walking around. Especially, when your girlfriend of a couple years, is wearing a slinky little dress that leaves little to the imagination and she keeps brushing up against you.
"I told you I had this one under control," Suzi told Jenna as the girls carried on.
The entire time they were conversing I sat there as the center of attention as people migrated back and forth between the pool table, small dance floor and bar area. Jenna kept looking over the bar, leaning way into it, checking out my package and occasionally brushing a hand against my chest as she commented on my lack of attire. The majority of the conversation seemed centered on my package and how it must keep Suzi happy. That was when a song came on that seemed to get Suzi excited.
"Come on baby," she tugged on my hand as she hopped off her bar stool. "Let's go dance."
I was hesitant to go with her but what else was there to do other than sit there looking conspicuous. We made our way out onto the dance floor and even though it was a slower number Suzi managed to somehow turn it into an opportunity to play with me and show herself off at the same time. She started out with her arms above my shoulders before turning around and gyrating her ass against my bare and hardening cock. I was trying to play it cool, not really wanting to be sporting around an eight inch boner in a public place. Jenna might have been cool with all this but what if one of her customers called in the police. As much as I tried to maintain some resemblance of composure, it was all for naught. Before I knew it my little honey had grabbed my hands and placed them squarely on her half exposed tits as she continued to rub her ass into my now very hard cock.
"What are you trying to do to me?" I asked her.
"I'm showing you a good time," she said, grabbing my cock and giving it a squeeze right there for everyone to see. "I'd say a very good time judging by how hard this is."
"You're going to get me in trouble," I told her, gasping for air as my heart pounded in my chest. The combination of drink and the feeling of her firm, round butt against me as she shimmied side to side was getting to be too much.
"Oh don't worry so much," she told me, turning around and nibbling on my ear. "Jenna and I used to do stuff like this all the time in college and grad school. The best time of my life was when we were stripping together."
What! Wait a second. Now I knew that my publicly demure and reserved lady was a bit of a freak in her private time, but stripping. This was a new page in the mystery that was Suzi, one that I had never expected to find. As mysterious as she was at times I imagined that by now we knew everything about each other. This was something that I never dreamed of.
"Well it's not you now, is it?"
"No," she smiled, licking her lips as she coyly ran a finger down my chest, wrapping her had around my dick and stroking it until it was between her thighs.
As the song ended she'd put on quite a little show for those that were there. It was still a pretty slow night but the way she'd been teasing me and the act she was putting on had me, and I was certain some of the others from the looks of them, pretty excitable. I still couldn't believe some of what she'd told me as we sat back down. Her and Jenna, strippers. They had shared a pretty romantic kiss when we got there. I could almost see them playing together on stage. As good looking as they were today I imagined them in their twenties. The two together would have driven crowds wildly into a frenzy. It surely was a sight to imagine.
"Another round," Suzi ordered as we got back to the bar. "So what's the next bet?"
"Oh, I don't know." Jenna put her finger to her face as if striking a thinkers pose.
"Just wait one minute," I told them. "I don't think I'm comfortable with any more betting."
It was then that Jenna suddenly had a bell go off in her head sort of expression. She was definitely contemplating something. Suzi goaded her into finishing the thought she had out loud and boy was it a doozy.
"What if I was to bet that Jace here wouldn't go out on the dance floor with someone other than you if they asked?" asked Jenna.
Hum, I thought to myself. There were a couple of attractive young women there that I wouldn't mind rubbing up against if they were into it but I honestly until then hadn't thought about any of the other women in there being ballsy enough to take a naked man out to the dance floor.
"What's the stakes?"
"Maybe if he does it, I'll spend the rest of the shift in my bra and panties."
Jesus! That was an exciting prospect if I ever heard one. Jenna was a striking woman with a pair of 38 D cup breasts, a flat stomach, toned legs and a great ass that looked phenomenal in heels. As turned on as I already was, if she was going to do the asking I would definitely go out there with her. Hell, I'd go with one of the other girls just to see her in her next to nothings. I kind of perked up at the bar and asked her, "What color are you wearing?"
