Expanding Circles
Friday couldn't get here fast enough!
I cleared my last class just after noon and headed for the Drama Department.
Karen had a French Maid outfit for me.
Sensible closed black shoes, white lace stockings going all of the way to my upper thigh with a white lace bow on top. Thin white panties, with a lace underlay that hid my treasure from view. A four inch black vinyl skirt that only covered the top of the panties, and a matching three button vest that lifted up my breasts, but did not cover them, acting more like a corset, with a tit lift. A puffy white, off the shoulder blouse, and of course the small black hat with white lace trim.
Karen's Academic Advisor was there to explain to me how this was more of an Austrian Maid outfit, circa 1850's, pointing out a few details here and there. Karen asked Karl to step outside while I tried on the outfit, and he tilted his head questioningly, and turned to me.
"Do I really need to leave Miss," he enquired.
"Not on my account kind sir," I answered in my best Austrian Maid voice.
I peeled out of my harem pants and blouse, and didn't hesitate to pull my sports bra up and off. My breasts bounced up and down for at least 3 cycles. Down went my modest matching flannel undies.
It was no striptease, and Karl did not raise a brow or hang his tongue. He just sat and watched as Karen helped me with the unfamiliar buttons, snaps and zippers of my new sexy wear.
Karl then stepped in, with a tape measure and adjusted my stockings as if I was a mannequin! Continuing his Scholarly investigation, he pulled the skirt down a half inch, then made sure that the fit of the vest hugged my breasts perfectly.
"Very nice," he proclaimed. "Except the blouse should be a button up to the throat," he finished with a sigh.
"Well, it is multi-functional," I informed him. "After I dust off your mantle, I can just flip this down," I explained as I flipped the top of the blouse down and off of my white mounds. "Then I can entertain the master of the house in other ways," I concluded with a witty smile.
Karl rapidly blinked, as if he was seeing nipples for the first time and sputtered, "I can give you a B, ...with a plus for functionality!"
Then he put away his tape measure, turned and walked away.
We giggled, as school girls do when we recognize how goofy males can be.
Karen told me I had better practice getting in and out of the vest and skirt, but declined to find any boys for me to practice with.
Karen was clearly only interested in men, so I kept my hands to myself, as I tested the snaps of the vest and the zipper of the skirt. Positioning my tits in the upturn pockets of the vest was the only real challenge, and I knew that my observers would be just as happy if I fumbled a bit.
Jimmy came over early, so we could have a bite, but I wanted more of a lick then a bite, so, an hour later we grabbed a burger on the way to the Gingerbread House.
Bruno was back on the front door, though there was no lineup at 7:30 he still had to check for age.
While Jimmy hurried to the back, I told Bruno that a few friends from school might drop by, and asked if they could get right in? When I told him that at least one would be female, he told me that it was policy not to make the ladies wait, unless they absolutely had to.
I firmly planted a kiss high on his cheek, then whispered in his ear, "I just left a perfect imprint of my lips."
Pulling back to arms length I peered at my lipstick brand on Bruno's cheek. "Leave it there," I ordered, then turned and entered the G.
Ben was back, as was the beautiful Gina.
Carol introduced me to four ladies before I started. One was an Ebony beauty from Staten Island. Mynx was her stage name, but the girls called her Mini.
Mynx wore three inch black heels over thigh length white stockings capped in lace, just under the bright red spandex hot-pants. Her ample bosom was covered by a heavy uplift bra that just barely covered the nipples. Cute and sexy. I couldn't wait to see more, and I'm sure that she knew it!
Mynx was the Feature Performer tonight, so I wondered if she had any 'hidden' talents.
I hit the main floor right on eight, and was soon sitting with Anthony and his lady friend Jill.
Jill was no more than 22 and could easily have held down my job, while her escort was at least 45, but still had good hair and a trim body.
Anthony insisted that the dance was for Jill, which really turned me on as he positioned my dais tight between her legs, while sitting back a ways, to enjoy the show.
Colon was setting the mood with his deep smoky voice.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," he crooned, "Welcome to the Gingerbread House, where our beautiful girls are eager to dance for you, so please call one over, or ask our staff to mark down your table on their dance cards."
"I love your outfit Shylo," Jill boldly initiated some conversation.
"It's an Austrian Maid outfit, but the blouse is not quite proper for the time frame", I managed to convey my entire knowledge of European fashion in the 18th century with one sentence.
"Oh that makes it even sexier, knowing that some maiden had to wear something like that every day, while working in front of an entire family," she mused.
"They did not have access to much porn back then I suppose," I quipped.
Jill laughed as the song started and I stood to dance for her.
I danced more intimately with Jill than I had with any man, outside of the Emerald Lounge.
She could touch me when she wanted to, and I had no fear of Jimmy taking her down. My body was all over her and she loved it.
Then I noticed her partner.
He was absorbing it as if he was the one touching me.
As her hand found my naked bum for a squeeze, his hand squeezed his thigh. When she licked my nipple during a deep move, his tongue flicked out for a second. It was the most intimate sharing that I had ever experienced and I vowed to write up a paper on this for future use as a form of therapy.
"So, how do you come up with these sexy outfits to strip in," my young patron asked.
"A friend of mine at the U is in costume design, so we scratch each other's back," I explained to Jill.
"I love the way that vest holds your boobies," she giggled, while I felt my juices flowing and my nipples engorging.
At the conclusion of my second dance, I straddled Jill's lap, pressed my naked bosom against her and went in for a deep French kiss.
Anthony handed me my 10er and thanked me in dismissal.
Jimmy waved me over to another table, and I moved on.
Surprisingly, though I was really attracted to Jill, I was not dripping wet from dancing for her.
As I got to my next table, Gina showed up to take a drink order. She was smart to hit them up just as their dancer showed up, cause nine times out of ten they will buy her a drink too.
"Attention Gentlemen and Ladies, please give a warm welcome to our feature performer, the beautiful, talented Mynx," Colon announced with a booming voice.
The stage lights came on, and little Mini sprang out from behind the curtain.
She was a tumbler. Doing somersaults across the stage like an Olympic Gymnast. Then coming down in the splits.
Sexy fully clothed, (if you could call these outfits 'fully closed') but soon she started to peel.
Her copper breasts glistened with an oily shimmer, and the darker contrast of her small areolas enticed our tongues.
She peeled out of her red hot pants, during one of her tumbles. One second there was pants, the next, only a silver thong.
As her first song ended, I marveled at the energy that she put out for her performance.
Mike finally showed up with Todd and Ryan and their two new girlfriends!
These girls were not the type you would expect to see at a strip club, but they were taking it all in, like it was a foreign land.
"No girlfriend for you Mike?" I teasingly asked.
"I was hoping to pick someone up here," he teased me right back as he looked around the room.
I was called to a table next to them, and set myself up right between the two girls, but facing my patron. I told them that I had to watch Mynx do her second act, and they were happy to enjoy my company while we all watched.
The music started and the Mynx sprang forth for her second song, what I now thought of as 'the pussy song'.
She came out with just her thong in place, strutting her perky tits, made even perkier with the 4 inch heels she was balanced on.
This time she went up on her hands and spread her legs so they were parallel to the floor, then she used only her hands to bounce about the stage.
Her breasts were bouncing in a totally unnatural way, but it was impossible to tear your eyes away.
After another tumble, the thong disappeared, and she was back up on her hands, with her glistening, and fully exposed pussy, bouncing it's full labia up and down for our viewing pleasure!
"Oh my," I said out loud to no one in particular.
The Mynx tumbled back to her feet, picked up her thong, and meandered off of the stage, to a raucous round of applause.
As usual, one of them stood to help me up to my platform. Men are born gentlemen, and they always treat you better when they want to know you better.
Though I danced for a middle aged man named Clive, I was also dancing for my new friends behind me.
Quan was a grad student in Computer Science from Taiwan. She could not have been further from her element, but she watched me with eyes wide and lips parted.
Tanya was younger, perhaps second year, majoring in Chemistry. She was another International student from The Republic of Nigeria. I don't know how Todd got the confidence to ask her out because she was gorgeous.
When I made my final move, to show my pussy to my clients, I bent back, in an arch, hoping to find Mike's table with my hands, but one ended up on Tanya's leg. She jumped up, like she'd been pinched, and this caused me to fall.
The ever attentive Mike saw it coming, and dove in to save me from harm, but the tangle of bodies, chairs and the platform made for quite a commotion, and brought the muscle running.
"My mistake guys!" I hastened to keep the testosterone down.
They all helped to return things to normal, and no drinks were lost, so all was forgiven. I sat with my table through the first dance of the next set, then gave them a fully nude dance as a parting gift before Jimmy came over to pull me into the Emerald Room.
When my break came at 11:30, I decided to sit with my college friends and find out more about these two women.
I sat between them, and had Gina bring me a real drink. Of course I intro'd Gina, and she was very warm towards them. The thought of exposing yourself like this was alien to Quan. So I told her that they have amateur stripping on Wednesday, but she turned red in the face and quickly squashed that idea.
"What about you Tanya," I asked, turning to Todd's guest.
"I don't think they would like me," whined Tanya. "My body is not perfect like yours Shylo," she continued with a frown.
"I have to use my brains to find a good man," she pouted.
I wondered what the girls were like in her neck of the woods, if she was not considered beautiful.
