Alissa sighed in relief as she got home from work. It's not that she minded her job as a maid. In fact she enjoyed most of the aspects of her job. Being able to see how the other side lives, what kind of things the people with money and power decided to display around their homes. She especially liked visiting the homes where explicit art and literature were on prominent display. It always made her interested in meeting whoever lived at those homes.
What really got her about her job was the so-called uniform she had to wear. A formless grey shift that came down past her knees. It was intended to hide up to a year's worth of dust, but it also hid the fact that there was a woman underneath it. And after a week of wearing that uniform, then coming home exhausted, she needed to remind herself, and the world, that she was a woman.
The uniform was off almost before the door to her apartment was closed, Alissa having decided she'd rather walk around her apartment naked than in that thing. The first thing she did was hop in the shower. She needed to get all the dirt and grime from work off of her, and more importantly, she needed to awaken her skin and get it ready for some fun. The hot pulsing spray of the shower seemed like the perfect way to do both.
By the time she got out of the shower, she'd already made up her mind for what she was going to wear. It took her almost no time to get into her bedroom and get dressed. The shirt was a simple one. Just a clingy white baby-T. The only really special about it at all was how thin and transparent it was. Most girls would consider the shirt too thin to wear without a bra. Alissa considered it too thin to ruin with a bra. Besides, her B-cup breasts were small enough that the shirt gave them all the support she needed. And she especially liked how you could see indentations in the shirt from the two small rings that went through her nipples. The skirt she wore with it was designed to flirt. A friend of hers had made it to her specifications. The skirt was made of a very light material and was cut so that it would flounce around as she moved. And the material itself was thin enough that it was slightly transparent, but all you could see were the vague shapes of her legs, and only that under good lighting. The front of the skirt was just long enough that it covered everything when she walked. But that was only if she wasn't moving around much. All she had to do was start shaking her hips in a dance and the skirt went flying every which way, which she liked. But the really interesting part was the back. She'd had her friend cut it so that as the skirt went over her sides, it gradually got shorter, so that it was several inches shorter across the back than across the front. She had a nicely shaped rump, and this showed it off quite well. The back bottom of the skirt ended up just resting on her rear, not hanging off at all, and leaving the bottom half completely visible. And as a special treat, she pulled on a pair of panties she personalized herself. They were plain white cotton panties, but on the lower half of the ass, she's written in a red pen the word 'Hi', completely with a smiley face dotting the 'i'. It was positioned so that if she walked by someone sitting down they might catch a glance of it, but if she bended over, the fabric stretched causing the letters to grow huge over her ass.
The outfit was topped off with some basic make-up and a pair of black pumps, just in case she didn't look slutty enough. As she headed out the door, she grabbed coat, more to keep the cops from complaining about her skirt than anything else. The club she was going to wouldn't care about the skirt, she'd actually walked around the re topless a couple of times.
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Once she got to the club, she decided to leave her purse and coat in the car, then she walked towards the door. She hung out in the parking lot just long enough to let the cool air perk her nipples up a little, then she headed through the door, ready to turn some heads.
The club was crowded, so not as many people noticed her as she would've liked, but she was still pleased with the amount of attention she got. After spending a few minutes sliding through the crowds in search of anyone she knew, she got up and started dancing. Mostly she danced alone, moving all over the dance floor, but occasionally a guy or girl would come and slide their body up behind or in front of hers. She didn't mind, actually she kind of enjoyed it, but she kept moving on because that wasn't what she came here for. Her eyes kept scanning the club, searching. She wanted to find some guy she could have her own brand of fun with.
As her eyes continued to search, she found someone she thought looked promising. He was dressed up a little, wearing slacks and a polo shirt. He stood out in a place like this, although he didn't seem to mind. He went straight to the bar and got a drink. Probably just the closest place to his office to get a drink, she figured. She wasn't sure he was the type, but if nothing else it might be interesting to talk to a business man who comes to a dance club just for a drink.
The man had a beer in one hand and was scanning the crowd when she slipped onto the stool next to him. "Just a beer? You could have gotten that anywhere, surely there's some other reason a guy like you is here."
The man jumped, not having realized there was someone sitting next to him. "Um.. well.." he said as he turned to face her, trying to regain his cool.
She reached out a hand, "I'm Alissa." She hoped that a more normal greeting would help his confusion out a little.
"Dan... I'm Dan" he said, shaking her hand. He shook his head a little to clear it, then smiled at her, "Long day at work."
She nodded knowingly, then smiled back. "You still haven't answered my question. What brings a guy like you here? You're not dressed for the club, so it leaves a girl wondering."
The confused look came over his face again, but quickly cleared away this time. "Just looking." He realized from the look on her face that that probably wasn't a good answer. "Um.. I just find after a hard day at work that its nice to sit back with a beer and relax. And I happen to find watching a group of people to be more entertaining than just sitting at home watching TV."
"Hmm.." Alissa looked him over, trying to find the best way to get what she wanted and start showing off for him without freaking him out. "You just like to watch the girls dance around in skimpy outfits," she teased.
