Since being laid off I've been working on my house that my dad, a contactor, has been helping me build. I have been hanging out with my friend Jill, who is home after graduating from college.
I haven't been able to get a job. At this time the job market was very soft, unemployment was high. I needed to find a job, I was running low on funds building my house.
Jill and I were out having a drink, or two. We were getting caught up on our lives, with her away to college I only saw her a few times. She rarely came home, as the school was across the country. I said she must have some huge student loans, as her family was not wealthy by any means.
Jill told me she didn't have any debt after college. I asked how that was possible.
She said, "Don't tell anyone, but I was a stripper at a bar. Also I worked doing stag and birthday parties. I made a lot of money."
I remember her parents telling me they thought she was working at a manufacturing plant at night. I guess they were mistaken.
I told Jill I needed a job as I was getting short on money. I said I had been looking, but there weren't any jobs.
Jill said, to my surprise, "why don't you let me get you a job as a stripper?"
I said, "I wouldn't know what to do. I've never even been to a topless bar. I wouldn't want anybody I know seeing me and telling my parents."
Jill replied, "I remember you telling me your old boss had you strip, fuck and suck him. This will be much easier. I'll take you to a bar in the city that no one from out here would go to. A girl I went to school and worked with dances there. She has been trying to get me to work there also, but I just got a teaching job. I don't think the school would approve if they found out."
I told Jill I would think about it. The idea was appealing. I knew I needed to make some money and I enjoyed men looking at me.
Jill and I went out that Wednesday and I told her I was considering the idea of stripping.
Jill suggested we go to the bar where her friend Barb works so I could see what it was like. I thought that was a great idea. I also had worn sexy underwear, just in case.
When we entered, the bar was dimly lit. I quickly noticed we were the only females there, except the girls working. The men were almost all middle aged or older. All eyes were on us as we walked to a table, in the back, next to the wall. It made me feel a little uncomfortable, they seemed to be stripping us with their eyes. We sat down and a man got up and moved to the table next to us, sitting next to Jill. He said, "I hope you don't mind me sitting here." He was nice looking, dressed up like he just left his office, so we said "not at all."
The barmaids and waitresses were all good looking. They were showing a lot of skin, but nothing outrageous. We ordered a drink and as it arrived, Barb spotted Jill and came over.
Jill introduced us and Barb said, " So this is the girl you were telling me about. Jill won't dance anymore, she would rather teach young kids than old farts."
We had a couple drinks as we watched the dancer perform. Barb said she was up next and left to get ready. Jill told me to watch carefully when men approached the stage to tip the dancer.
The stage was in a corner with a railing around it, except for a small opening. When the men approached, the dancer would move to the opening and pull her G-string out so they could slide the tip in. As they left, she would smile and wiggle her tits at them. This happened many times. I was already counting the money I could make, just for showing my tits and ass to some strangers. I would learn it was much more complicated.
Jill asked me if I noticed anything.
I said, "not really."
Just watch where she looks when they get close.
Why?
She looks at their hand with the money in it. If it's folded or rolled up, it's only a dollar. She will turn sideways and pull out the side string for them to insert it. If it's not folded or rolled she will be able to see how much it is. If it's a five, she will face them and pull the front out, letting them put it in, giving them a peek. If it's more, she will pull it down a little and push against their hand as they put it down her G-string. After they tip, she removes the money and tosses it against the back wall so nobody can take it. When her set is over, she gathers her tips and locks them away out back in her locker.
Barb came out for her set and I thought she looked very hot. Her succulent breasts were spilling over the top of her bra and the G-string accented her very firm ass nicely. As she danced, I scoped out the room. All eyes were on her, even the guy sitting next to Jill. The side conversations seemed to come to a halt. She was obviously well liked. I watched as she played to the crowd.
She had great rhythm dancing to the music. She knew when to smile at the men and turn around, bend over and shake her ass at them. Barb hadn't removed her top yet and she already had a stream of men tipping her. Most got the side treatment, but some were given the frontal deposit. Midway through the second song, she removed her top. I watched how she took it off. Facing the room she unhooked the front, then turned and removed it, tossing it into the corner where she put her tips. She turned around with her hands covering her breasts, pushing them up and down as she danced. She said, "Here you go boys", to the crowd, as she threw her arms into the air, fully exposing her gorgeous tits. Eliciting a loud cheer and wolf whistles.
As I watched her dance, I thought to myself, "that could be me."
Seeing the reactions in the room as Barb danced, I became aroused myself. I could feel my pussy tingling as I squirmed in my seat. I could see the man sitting behind Jill, even though it was very dark, rubbing his cock through his pants under the table. I really wanted to go over and help him.
