I was at work being my usual flirty self, teasing Adam, one of the young guys in the office. This guy was straight out of college and very confident with the younger girls but he was intimidated by me!
Probably it was my curvaceous figure and the tight revealing attire I would adorn. I noticed him on many occasions looking at my figure and one time I was sure I saw some movement in the trouser area after he spent a long time gazing at my tits!
You all know I did a bit of stripping and dancing a few years back and I'm sure Adam would have been privy to some of the office gossip regarding my dancing past.
I would take great delight in teasing him and getting a blush out of him as often as I could.
This day I was wearing a very tight pencil with a split up the back. Underneath were my obligatory garters and fishnet stockings with the 5 inch spiked high heeled court shoes. My skirt was so tight that the bumps of my garter straps were clearly visible if I bent slightly. My blouse was a deep red long sleeved affair with a very tight waistline and quite plunging neckline. My breasts looked awesome if I say so myself, and all of the guys had been having sneaky looks at my attire all morning.
I was prancing between desks all morning making sure every guy got a good look and I did spend more time than was usual around Adams desk. As the morning came to an end I found that most of the office had cleared out for lunch and I was just finishing off a few things before I was going to head out of the door for my own lunch, when Adam approached my desk and after a few seconds of awkward shuffling plucked up enough courage to ask me a question.
"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" he stammered.
I leant forward giving him a bird's eye view down my tight blouse, revealing an ample amount of cleavage.
"This sounds interesting!" I said in a warm tone as I smiled seductively.
His face reddened but he soldiered on to ask his question.
"Is it true that you used to be stripper?" His eyes looked at the floor below as he felt uneasy at this line of question.
"I most certainly was and for a brief period before I married my husband, I worked part time as a lap dancer! They really are two very different things but with the same end result!" I informed him.
"You must have been something special as most of the girls me and my friends have seen in lap dancing clubs, don't have half the figure that you have!" he said which I found so sweet.
"So you frequent lap dancing clubs?" I quizzed.
"Only for special occasions, birthdays and stuff!" he replied defensively.
"They're OK I suppose but strip clubs were in my opinion much sexier! The girl would be onstage and distant, whereas lap dancing is too close up for you to see the girl's movements!" I informed him.
"I've never seen an actual striptease, but I've seen plenty of lap-dancing!" he smiled.
"If you can keep a secret I'll tell you that every now and again I do a private striptease for Bachelor parties or Rugby clubs, but it's always a private function!" I teased
He looked me in the eye and with a boatload of confidence he said.
"If me and a few friends booked you to do a striptease at our re-union would you be ok with that?" he enquired.
I looked him square in the eye and smiled!
"Of course I would but if word got out I would be furious and so would my husband!" I emphasized.
"It would only be me and a few of college friends, probably around at my apartment. How much would it cost?" he quizzed in a business-like manner.
"As you have never had the privilege of seeing a striptease, then I'll do it for free, but you'll have to get me a taxi there and back as I'll want to have a few drinks with you and your friends!"
"Will your husband be OK with it?" he asked gingerly.
"My husband will not be there if you don't want him to be there, and my husband is fine with my stripping and partying! We have a quite open marriage and never hide anything from each other. It doesn't suit everyone but it works for us!" I exclaimed.
"If its OK with you then I would prefer he wasn't there as you know sometimes guys make comments and with your figure my friends are definitely going to make comments and I would feel more comfortable if your husband wasn't there to hear them!" he proclaimed.
I leant further onto the desk revealing even more cleavage. I'm sure that my nipples were almost exposed as I smiled at Adam and asked
"What kind of comments would your friends be making?" I teased.
Adam swallowed hard as he blushed slightly and said
"Things like cor! Look at those tits or wow check out her ass!"
Smiling I decided to take it up a notch!
"Would they not say hey look at her smooth shaved pussy! Or hey she's fingering her asshole!"
Adam almost burst at this point. He stopped dead in his tracks as his eyes bored deep into me. Casting furtive glances up and down my body, his hand visibly shook as he drank my sexuality with eyes.
"I'm wearing quite sexy underwear today, so why don't we go round to your flat after work and you can audition me as your private striptease dancer!" I smiled.
Adam looked directly into my eyes and smiled like a cat that has just got the cream.
"Sounds great to me. At four thirty we'll walk to my flat as it's only two blocks away!"
"Make sure you have some wine chilled!" I teased
Adam smiled as he turned from my desk and made his way to the exit, turning back for a second he said.
"You'll definitely come to mine and have an audition?" he queried.
"I'm looking forward to my audition already! Just me and you at your place at 4:30!"I teased.
Adam walked out of the exit and headed off for his lunch and hopefully to pick up a bottle of wine for me. I felt the all too familiar tingle of sexual arousal as I watched the young man head off into the distance.
I was already imagining dancing naked for him and getting his cock hard through my tantalizing dancing. I picked up my phone and gave hubby a quick call to tell him I would be home later than usual!
Hubby picked up his phone promptly answering.
"Hi babe how can I help you?" he said in his deep masculine tone.
"I'm just calling you to let you I'll be home later than usual!" I casually replied
"Any particular reason?" he queried.
"I'm going to Adam's apartment, one of the young guys I work with to audition as a stripper for him!" I stated
"Sounds like you have more than an audition on your mind!" he chuckled.
"Could be, as he is quite hot! I'm wearing very sexy underwear today and he has asked if I'd strip for him and some of his college buddies at the weekend, so I'm offering an audition this evening. I'll just do a striptease then if he gets me hot I'll probably fuck him then head home and show you the proof!" I casually remarked.
"So you'll be stripping and fucking him then!" hubby giggled. "I'll see you when you get home! Call me when you leave his apartment."
"Will do honey!" I said and hung up the phone.
I popped out of the office for a quick convenient lunch and then headed back to the office.
It was difficult to concentrate on work, knowing that I was going to be parading around Adams apartment in my underwear later. All afternoon we kept exchanging little knowing glances with the odd quirky smile thrown in.
I emailed Adam and asked if he had any preferences music wise, for me to disrobe to? I also added that I was looking forward to dancing for him and hoping that he would find my naked body attractive!
He replied that as long as the music had a driving baseline then he would be happy, but anything would please as long as it meant he was getting to see me naked. He also responded that he was aroused as hell with me fully clothed and would probably spontaneously combust if I was naked.
I looked over at him and giggled as he blushed ever so slightly. I placed my hand under my breast and stroked my bosom.
Adam was the only one who could see this and I was wishing that he was in such a position where I could raise my skirt and he could watch me stroking my shaved pussy! Adam gulped as I massaged my breast, staring at the spectacle before his eyes. I stopped stroking my breast and began to type the following:
I can't wait for you to see me naked and then stroke my breasts slowly. My pussy will be wet after you stroke my nipples! Adam looked at his screen and his face went scarlet!
He typed: I can't wait till 4:30. I've bought you some white wine so I hope that's OK for you? I typed back thanking him for his purchase and that white wine would be excellent as I could pour some of it on him and lick it off without staining anything.
Again his face went scarlet and he fidgeted in his seat. The afternoon continued in that theme with me sending horny sexy emails to Adam to keep him hot and bothered for our audition later.
Before you knew 4:30 had arrived and Adam and I headed for the exit. We both casually left the building and began walking toward his flat. He looked at me with a cute boyish grin emblazoned across his face.