ROLE PLAY 3, STRIPPER AUDITION
My wife and I have gotten into role-playing, where we pretend that we are both other people and we do some fun things. I acted like I was a policeman and stripped and searched her. Then she acted like a wife whose husband owed money and she had to 'give it up' to the loan shark to delay the loan payment.
I asked my wife if she was okay with including someone else in one of our role-plays. She said, "I'm okay with it if you are."
We have a friend who owns a local bar. It's closed on Mondays, so we set up our adventure to happen in the bar. After dinner, I told my wife to put on her coat and come with me. She was wearing the clothes she'd had on all day. We drove to the bar and I told her to wait five minutes. I explained my plan to the bartender and came back out to get my wife.
I walked into the bar with my wife and said, "Rocco (not his real name), this is Trixie (my wife, not her real name). She wants to apply to be a stripper in your bar."
Rocco looked her over. "Take off your coat." It was the same raincoat she had worn the last time we left the bar. It was all she had been wearing when we left. Her clothes were still in a bag stowed behind the bar.
Trixie took off the coat. She was dressed conservatively. She had no idea what her role would be, so she was dressed like a suburban housewife, a buttoned blouse, slacks, sneakers and underwear. She turned around so Rocco could see her figure.
Rocco said, "What's your story, honey?"
'Trixie' made up her story. "My husband lost his job for stealing. He can't get another job as an accountant so he's doing day-labor. My day job doesn't pay enough for us to make the payments on our house and cars. I'm looking for a part-time job. I heard stripping pays pretty well."
He replied, "It does, but you work for tips only, so you have to please your audience."
Rocco went on, "We have an opening, but you look older than most of our girls. Have you had kids?"
"Yes, three. Why?" She answered.
"Well, usually once women have had a baby they lose their shape, have stretch marks. I'd need to see."
She said, "Here?"
He replied, "Yes, here, now. Strip."
Trixie said, "I'm not going to strip until I have the job."
Rocco said, "If you want a job, you'll have to strip for me."
Trixie nodded meekly and said, "Please, I really need this job."
Rocco went behind the bar and started some music. Trixie started to dance but Rocco directed her to a small stage in the corner of the bar. Trixie slowly climbed to the stage, acting shy.
I said, "Honey, you have to show us what you've got. Strip, like he says."
Trixie slowly unbuttoned her blouse while the music played. I motioned for her to move it along. She pulled the blouse off her shoulders and tried to throw it to a chair, but it missed.
I said, "Strippers don't wear sneakers."
Trixie pulled off one shoe, then the other and removed her socks, throwing them on the floor. She danced barefoot in her bra. I nodded for more.
She slid her pants down off her waist and pushed them to the floor and put them on the floor with her other clothes. "Satisfied? See, no stretch marks." She thought she was through. We could see her figure pretty well. She had on bikini panties and a conservative bra.
Rocco looked at me for direction. I said, "Keep going. We have to see your tits."
Trixie swallowed hard and reached behind her. She was stripping in front of someone other than her husband. She undid the bra and let it fall to the floor. She tried to modestly cover her breasts, but I motioned for her to put her arms over her head, which made her tits stand up. Her nipples were hard in the air-conditioned bar. She swayed to the music and her tits swung and jiggled. She was getting into it. She gyrated her hips and twerked her ass at us as she spun around. She was doing well.
I said, "The girls dance nude, honey. Let's see your pussy."
Trixie said. "Really?"
Rocco said, "If you want to be a stripper, you need to show us everything."
My dick was hard as I watched 'Trixie' pull her panties down and off her feet. She stood for a second and then began to dance again, totally naked now except for a necklace and earrings. She looked hot. Rocco was getting a treat. She spun around for us.
"Sit down on the stage and spread your legs. Show us your cunt." He said.
She smiled a wicked smile and sat on the edge of the stage. Rocco moved closer. She spread her legs apart and gave him a direct view of her crotch. She has a trimmed bush and her pussy lips and clit were a bit swollen. She was turned on. She let Rocco have a good look. She was embarrassed and turned-on at the same time. She kept her legs open for a while. She pinched her nipples to make them harder. She was brazenly showing us everything she had.
I took things to the next step. "Do you do lap dances?"
She said, "I don't know how, but I'll try."
Rocco said, "That's where you'll get a lot of tips."
I stood up and pulled my pants to my knees, keeping my underwear on. Trixie came over and sat in my lap. I felt the warmth of her pussy on my dick when she sat down. She began to gyrate on me, rubbing herself up and down my dick. With my thin underwear, I could feel the warmth of her pussy and her juices soaked my underwear, making it feel like my cock was actually touching her bare cunt.
She asked, "Is this the way to do it?"
I nodded and she asked, "Are the customers allowed to touch me?"
I said, "Per the rules, no, but what happens in the back room is between you and your customer. You are working for tips."
