Derek and Mariana had settled into a time where they were together most of the time. The sex between them was frequent and hot. Still, the adventures naturally stopped. Although every night they were together ended in at least naked play, Derek started to feel that itch for something naughty.
Derek came up with an idea to go to a strip club. And after some internet searches and a few discrete calls, his plan was formed.
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Mariana was skeptical about going to a place where other women got naked and guys cheered them on. It was not exactly the place she normally thought about. Yet, as the day got closer, she could see that Derek was getting more excited. Plus, he had this glint in his eye she knew too well. There was an edge to his smile and it was rubbing off on her. The day arrived and Derek was acting like a kid on Christmas morning. He was constantly touching her, stroking her skin, kissing her neck, patting her ass through her jeans. It was endearing and arousing all at the same time. She was apprehensive, but curious what the night would bring.
On the way out of the house, Derek grabbed a bag and tossed it into the car with them. "What's in the bag," she asked. When he did not answer, she raised her eyebrows and he just blinked with a fake innocent smile. Shaking her head, she giggled and they were under way.
"You may as well settle in, I found this nice place in Providence, RI, and it's going to take an hour to get there," Derek said.
Mariana squeezed his hand. She was just a little nervous.
He squeezed her hand back, "Don't worry, Mariana. We will go and have a good time. If at anytime you want to bail, we will leave, no questions asked." Derek's eyes were serious.
"You won't be disappointed?" Mariana asked.
Derek grinned. "Of course I will be disappointed. But, I see this as a long term thing. If we only get our noses in the door and you hate it, we can try again. Maybe somewhere else, maybe not. It does not really matter. The point is for us *both* of us to have fun."
Mariana was visibly relieved, "ok," she nearly whispered.
"OK!" Derek said loudly.
She laughed.
They traveled to the highway, settling into a relaxing ride.
Derek, reached behind him and pulled the bag from the backseat. He plopped it onto her lap. "Open it up and put the contents on," he said.
Mariana unzipped the bag and peered inside. It was dark in the car, so she reached up and tapped the light on. She saw white lace, plaid, and silk. The white lace was a pair of sheer hose that ran up to mid thigh. The plaid was a short skirt, frilly and pleated. The silk was a thin buttoned down shirt. Underneath these were a garter belt and a set of garters. Notably absent was a pair of panties. Since Mariana never wore them under her jeans, she gave the contents one more search to make sure.
"You want me to wear all this?" she asked.
Derek nodded. "It's up to you. But I think we can have more fun if you give it a go."
Mariana glanced around, checking the neighboring traffic, which was relatively clear. She turned off the dome light, making it dark in the car. She unsnapped her jeans and tugged them off. Derek glanced over as she stripped below the waist. He caught glimpses of her completely hairless pussy. He could not be sure, but he thought he detected a fair bit of moisture. Reaching over, his finger grazed her swollen lips and he confirmed that, indeed, Mariana was quite wet.
She continued to undress for him. Tugging off her shirt, unhooking her bra. Before she reached into the bag, she was completely naked beside him, except for a pair of dainty socks. Although he was quite familiar with her naked form, somehow having it exposed this way in a semi-public setting made him super hard. She could tell he was watching, so she slid a finger through her lower lips and sucked on her finger.
Derek chuckled, "Naughty, naughty."
She blinked her eyes and smiled.
Mariana retrieved each item from the bag and laid them out carefully. Derek could tell she was drawing this out a little and his cock was twitching in his pants. He was commando tonight, so the bulge in his jeans was quite obvious. She reached over and gave it a little squeeze.
"Hi," she said, as if speaking directly to his throbbing cock.
Slowly, carefully, she slipped the garter belt on and pulled it up to her waist. Hooking the garters on was next. There was something extremely sexy in her framing her sex that way. Although she was completely naked just moments before, this outfit was making him even more crazy. Grabbing a lace stocking, she sensually unrolled it onto her foot, giving Derek an unobstructed view into her inner pink folds. Derek was concentrating will all his might to keep his eyes on the road. Another stocking unrolled. She was using the back of her hand to stroke her skin, teasing him as she attached each garter. It was super erotic and her smile told him she knew it.
She pulled on her shirt next. It was a thin shirt, so she glanced over at her bra. Yet, the excitement growing down below made her bold. She donned the shirt and dive a reverse strip tease with the buttons, slowly fastening each one from the bottom to the top. Soon, her breasts were no longer in view, but her hard nipples were plainly outlined. And she was still bottomless. Derek could not resist, he put the edge of his palm between her legs. They parted readily and the outside of his hand got soaked by her juices. She was a puddle. Her eyes were slitted, her chest stretched outward. "Mmmm".
The last item was the skirt, and she took her sweet time putting it on. As she moved it above her knees, she was startled by a deep horn beside her. A trucker had matched speeds with them and had clearly seen a lot of Marianna as she pulled her ass off the seat to tug her skirt up. Marianna was blushing. Derek reached over and gave her a squeeze under her skirt and the trucker gave a quick "honk" in appreciation. Derek's smile made it impossible for her to be angry at him. She just shrugged and they raced ahead a bit. Marianna chuckled thinking what the truck driver would say about the encounter later.
Having completed getting dressed, they were nearly to their destination. Marianna nervously tugged her skirt down. It was awfully short and she was not wearing much underneath! Derek saw that she was fidgeting and squeezed her knee. "Are you ok?" he asked.
Mariana looked down, "I don't know. This skirt is a little short."
Derek grinned. "Mmmm, it is."
She giggled.
"I just... I don't mind being sexy, I just do not want to be trashy," she kept her head down. Her eyes were downcast.
Derek glanced over and lifted her chin back up. "Look in the glove compartment," Derek said.
Mariana opened it, and found a pair of skimpy white lace panties. They clearly were a match to the lace stockings and garter. They were not quite a shoe string thong, but it was close.
"I anticipated this problem. Go ahead, put them on."
The expression of adoration directed at Derek was palpable. "I love you," she said. She squeezed his hand.
