Sue and I had been texting back and forth when we got time, but we hadn't hooked up for a while. We were coming up to our roommate Stan's birthday and we usually had a party for birthdays, and I texted and asked her to be my date. She'd replied sure, she'd accompany me.
A few days before the party on Saturday, Kyle and I had discussed an idea, and I figured I'd see what she thought. I called her cell phone.
"Hello sexy," I said when she answered.
"You must want something," she said.
"Funny you should mention that," I said, "you know Stan's birthday party is on Saturday?"
"Yes."
"Well, we were wondering if you'd strip for Stan. Whatever you want, just a party hearty joke sort of thing. Kyle suggested we get a stripper, but..."
"They're expensive and you're broke?" she finished.
"Well, yes. And it's late and we just thought of it."
"So we're not going together then?" she asked.
"Sure we are," I told her, "this is extra."
"Fine," she said with a sigh, "I'll do it. You owe me though."
"I always do," I said. I was smiling.
We said our goodbyes.
On Saturday, we tied balloons to the door and put the music on, then started getting the party ready - food, drinks and so on. I also set up a GoPro to record the evening's events.
As the afternoon rolled into the early evening, people started arriving.
I was in the kitchen talking to a couple of old friends, Diane, Mark and Dan, when I saw Sue come in, looking around. She was wearing a tight little black dress and heels, and her hair was in a ponytail, showing off her long neck.
I'd been looking forward to seeing her, so I went straight to her and gave her a quick kiss.
"I'm so glad you could make it!" I told her.
"Guys," I told them, "this is my plus one, Sue."
She shook hands with everybody.
"Sue's going to help me out with a little gift for Stan," I told them like it was a big secret.
I leaned in, squeezing her ass said quietly "and we can play afterwards, if you're up for it."
She shrugged.
I handed her a red Solo cup with white wine in it.
I quietly told her about the GoPro while we were all chatting, then concentrated on keeping wine in her cup.
I offered to take her bag and she gave it to me. I went and dumped it in my room. When I came back, I grabbed her hand, and said "Let's go find Stan."
We went back to the living room and spotted Stan.
"Stan, buddy, look who it is!"
Stan turned from the group he was in to see Sue, and smiled.
"You two should dance," I suggested, miming dancing, "do your thang."
Sue held her hand out to Stan, and as she passed me I patted her on the ass.
They were the only couple dancing, and people gave them room and watched.
I was trying to get Sue to do the stripper thing, and I'd been gesturing to her. I saw her lean in towards Stan and hoped she'd got the hint.
Stan slid his hands from her waist up her sides, hooked his thumbs in the straps of her dress and slid them off her shoulders.
She pulled her arms down through the straps and put them back on his shoulders. Her dress slipped down to her waist so her lacy black bra was showing.
She glanced over at me and I gave her a thumbs up with both hands.
When the next tune started, Stan's hands were on her hips. He pushed her dress over her waist and it slid down her legs.
She was wearing a small lacy black thong and stepped out of her dress when it hit the floor.
Stan led her aside a little and I went and collected her dress and dropped it off with her bag.
When I got back, they were still dancing but everybody else was standing back, watching to see what happened next.
I went and got one of the mismatched chairs from our dining table and put it on the edge of the dance floor. I pointed to Stan and then the chair.
Sue danced Stan over to the chair, and I grabbed his shoulders and sat him down.
Sue was standing in front of him in her heels and underwear.
"Well," I told Stan loudly enough that everybody could hear, "here's your present, and it looks like you've already unwrapped most of it."
There was laughter and Sue blushed a little. People weren't laughing at her though and she seemed happy and relaxed.
She turned away from Stan and sat on his lap. She started writhing against him, sliding backwards and forwards in a lap dance.
She reached down and put his hands on her hips so he could guide her.
When the next tune came on, she got up and turned to face him. She straddled him and sat on his lap again, rubbing her bra-covered tits up and down his front.
She got up again, bending at the waist with her hands on his hips and started undoing his shirt buttons with her mouth. When she got down to his stomach, she pulled his shirt out with her teeth and went back to the remaining buttons.
She pulled his shirt open and sat down again, rubbing her bra-covered tits on his bare chest.
We were cheering her on, but she seemed to be ignoring us.
She took Stan's hands from her shoulders and put them on her tits. She then leaned back with her hands behind her head so everybody could see what him kneading them.
When the next tune started she slid her bra straps off her shoulders. She took his hands and put them under the cups of her bra. He grasped her tits, and a few seconds later she unhooked her bra and took it off, with Stan's hands still covering her tits.
She tossed her bra to me and put her hands behind her head, leaning back.
Another tune started and she stood up, tits coming out of Stan's hands so we could see them. She bent forward and rubbed her tits over his face until he caught one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked one nipple, then the other for a short while.
She backed up a little and ran her fingers across his shoulders and down his bare chest. She ran her fingers around his waistband, then reached in and undid the button on his jeans. She pulled his fly down and with his help pulled his jeans all the way down to his knees.
She went back to running her fingers over his hips and sides, then up and down his thighs, insides and out. Every now and then she ran her fingers across his dick or his balls, but mostly she was teasing him.
She leaned in and ran her tongue down his chest, to his the waistband, down to his dick. She ran her mouth along his dick and was sliding it up towards the tip when he twitched and he came in his pants.
He was mortified and as soon as he stopped twitching pushed her aside, pulled up his jeans and ran for his room.
She stood there with her hands covering her tits and we all watched him go. The music played on.
"Wasn't she great?" I called out as I went over to her and everybody seemed to relax.
"Can I have my clothes back?" she asked as I put my arm around her.
"Why?" I asked her, "everybody's already seen you in your thong."
I handed her her white wine, and she took a drink.
Going forward, the party started going again. People were dancing and Sue was getting asked to dance. One of the other girls even took her top off and everybody seemed to be having fun.
As the night wore on people started leaving. Stan never came back out and I figured we should leave him to calm down.
Eventually it was just Sue, me and Kyle and my old friends Diane, Mark and Dan.
Kyle said he was going to bed, but he'd mostly just been listening so I didn't think we'd miss him. I did go and turn down the music a bit.
When he'd gone, we sat listening to the music for a short while, then Dan said something about one day getting one of Sue's awesome lap dances. He said he was sure he wouldn't cum in his pants.
"Ha," I said, "we should all get a lap dance before everybody goes home."
I'd kind of been joking, but they were all into it.
Sue sat as I arranged the chairs into a rough circle so we could all watch.
"Here you go," I said to Sue, "you can go around the circle, dancing for each us."
"First," she said, "I'm the only one in my underwear, and I think that's unfair."
Well, that was easy to fix, so I led the way by immediately jumping up and stripping down to my underwear. I patted my lap, hoping she'd start with me now, but she shook her head - she was going to wait for everybody else.
Slowly Dan and Mark took their shirts off. Diane wasn't getting undressed.
When they'd both taken their jeans off, we all looked at Diane.
"Uh uh, no," she said.
"Oh go on," said Dan, "she's been almost naked all evening."
"Yes," she said, "but that was her choice. I choose not to."
