While away at college I picked up a side job. It was a new company started by some upper classmen in my fraternity. It was male entertainment. We did different types for different parties. The prices were all different depending on the type of party. Was all stripping parties and price depended on how far the strippers went. The business was very successful so far.
I got asked if I could do a party for Saturday night. I asked about it. Was a birthday party for a lady turning 50. Was only supposed to be 3 ladies there and the package they bought was only supposed to go down to my tiny boxers. No nude or G-string. With this package and number of guests I would do this party alone. A bigger package or more guests another employee would accompany me. With the address of the party I knew tips should be well with it being in the nice neighborhood
I wore my military fatigues outfit because they were the easiest to get off and I figured this party would not last long. I had my shiny green boxers on and my green bikini briefs under them as that was as far as I would have to go. I arrived to the house at the time requested. Was let in by a nice looking lady whom I would guess was in her fifties. She had a wine glass in hand and I could tell the wine had been flowing as I saw three empty bottles sitting in the kitchen. She led me by the hand into the huge den where the other ladies were. One problem is that they were only supposed to be 3 ladies there but I counted 5. They were all from mid-40 to mid-50 in age. Despite being more there than was supposed to be I went ahead and set up my music and got ready to start.