After graduating from college in 2003 I moved to Brooklyn for two years, I had a pretty wild time there. The first really naughty thing that happened to me was after I'd been working in NYC about 6 months and was hanging out with a group of friends mainly from college and upstate who had gravitated to NYC.
I was in a bar one night with one of my fuck buddies, Noel. He's an artist and I used to model for him but that's another story! He was telling me he was organising a bachelor party for his friend Pete who was getting married soon. His friend was coming from Ohio to spend the weekend in NY with a group of Noels friends from back home. He'd booked a private room in a bar in the East Village. I asked Noel if he'd booked any strippers, he said he hadn't got around to that yet and was worried he'd left it too late to get a decent one. I guess I'd had a few too many Sam Adams but I asked if I could be the stripper, it had always been a fantasy of mine. After a bit of discussion and a phone-call to me the next morning to check I was still sure, it was agreed. I made it clear I wouldn't accept any money for it though as it was purely to fulfill a fantasy on my part.
I spent all week thinking about outfits, shoes etc. and realised I didn't really have anything suitable other than the black basque and g string (shown on my profile page) but I wanted to strip off more than that. I also didn't have much cash. Saturday came and I went to a couple of charity shops in Park Slope and ended up getting a second hand cheerleader dress and my first proper pair of stilettos (also 2nd hand) for $10. I also got my first ever wax, leaving a little tiny triangle of fur, that cost a lot and hurt like an s.o.b!
We'd arranged for me to arrive at the bar at 11.00pm so I left my apartment wearing my outfit covered by a trench-coat a couple of hours before. In my purse I had my vibrator, several condoms and a big bottle of baby oil. I had several drinks to calm my nerves and when I arrived at 11 pm I was a little tipsy and more than a little horny.
As I entered, the DJ started to play Da Funk by Daft Punk, do you know it? There were about two dozen guys in the room, shooting pool, drinking, listening to the music and watching a porno on the TV with the volume muted, the only one I knew was Noel who pointed out the groom to be, Pete. I loved dancing to Da Funk (still do) and I shrugged off my coat, pulled Pete, into the middle of the floor and started gyrating around him. I was getting a load of hoots and whistles, more so when I flipped the short skirt up to reveal my g string clad ass. I turned my back to the guy and told him to unzip my dress which he did. I gave a shimmy and the dress was at my ankles, I kicked it to the side of the room and started grinding my ass into the guys' crotch. A minute or so later, I pulled my tits out of the basque cups and gave them a wobble, the guy grabbed them and cupped both breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers. I was conscious the song was coming to an end so as he was occupied, I hooked my thumbs into the sides of my g string and shimmied out of it, letting it drop to the floor just as the song was ending.