A couple of weeks later Sue found herself back in the town again and wandering down the little side street to the shop. She hesitated outside the shop, unsure whether she really wanted to go back in or not. Last time had been an incredible experience, but could anything else live up to the same experience?
"Oh what the hell!" she muttered to herself, "my pussy and arse have recovered from that amazing party at last. Why shouldn't I have some fun!"
She pushed the door open and stepped inside as the little bell above the door announced her entry. The shopkeeper suddenly popped up from behind his counter.
"Aah Mrs Benn, I wondered if you would be back!" he smiled knowingly at her with a twinkle in his eye. "You seemed to enjoy your last visit and Mrs Brown said your costume went down very well at her party..."
Sue blushed, "Oh it went down very well, the other guests loved it and I won sexiest costume prize so thank you so much!" A little nervously she then made her request, "Mrs Brown has offered to help me host a party in a month or so time and I need to find a special costume as hostess. Would it be possible for me to try a number of different costumes so I can make my mind up?"
The Shopkeeper smiled widely, "Of course my dear, if you are to host it needs to be absolutely perfect for you. Something on the risque side again I am assuming?"
Sue blushed even more furiously again, "You know me so well!"
He moved from behind the counter and walked over to the door, "I'll put the closed sign up then shall I?"
He came back towards her and putting his arm around her shoulder led her to the back of the shop.
"I have a couple of new ones you might be interested in," he explained.
As they passed through the doors to the costume room, she felt a tingle run through her body, her nipples start to throb and her pussy moisten. There were indeed a number of new costumes on the racks in the naughtier section of the room. Indian Squaw, Elvira, tavern wench, a riding outfit with the bottom cut out of the jodhpurs, but the one that caught Sue's eye to try first was a Can-Can dancers outfit. It was a fantastic cacophony of red white and blue, with layer upon layer of voluminous petticoats. The shopkeeper lifted it down from the display rail and handed her a small package to go with it.
"The panties and stockings..." he explained.
Sue slipped into her dressing room and stripped off her clothes, wondering whether when she tried the costume on it might lead to another adventure. She slipped on the frilly panties and rolled the old fashioned stockings up her legs, tying off the blue ribbon to secure them around her thighs. The costume itself came in four parts, the layers of petticoats, the over skirt, then a gorgeous red bustier that laced up the front and finally a red white and blue frilly top. She tied her hair up with the ribbons in the package and stepped through the door into the viewing room. Only the viewing room wasn't there...she had stepped into the back stage area of a small theatre, surrounded by a dozen or so other laughing giggling ladies.
"aah there you are at last Mademoiselle Sue," said a small lady dressed in a severe looking black dress. "Let me check your costume quickly.."
As she spoke she dove under the skirts of Sues dress. Sue gasped as she felt her hands grasp the frilly panties and pull them down. She reappeared from beneath the skirts and threw the panties towards the wall.
"You might have worn those at the Moulin ma cherie, but those days are past, our customers want to see flesh not panties don't they girls!"
The other dancers laughed, "and want to cop a feel of flesh later as well if they can!" said one.
Just then the music started and Sue found herself in the line of dancers. As it had in the tent in her previous adventure, her body seemed to know exactly what to do and she was soon dancing out onto the stage. The flickering lights of the stage candles preventing her from seeing her audience, but the shouts and whistles led her to believe it was a very male audience. Kicking her way across the stage, twirling her skirts and shaking her legs to flash her nether regions gave Sue an incredible thrill, knowing a theatre full of strangers could see her legs and pussy. Then the troupe turned away from the audience and flicked up their skirts to reveal their backsides to the crowd, drawing an even louder roar of approval.
Sue's excitement was building, her breasts tingling and her pussy getting moist. Then she noticed the other ladies undoing their tops and slipping them off as they were bent over. She quickly followed and just caught up as the dancers stood up and turned back to the audience, who roared in approval. Then they formed a circle and in turn each of the dancers pulled on the laces of the lady next to her, releasing the bustiers and exposing their breasts. The crowd erupted, shouts, whistles sounded loudly, hats were flying in the air. Then Sue noticed purses of money being thrown onto the stage as they continued dancing, their bare breasts wobbling to the rhythm of the music. Sue's body lost control and she gasped as an orgasm rippled through her body.
The dancer next to her laughed, "It must be your first time showing off to a crowd like this," she shouted over the music, "had the same effect on me the first time! Much more fun than that boring Moulin chorus line with all the rules!"
One by one they all stepped forward from the line, shook their breasts, pirouetted and then flashed their bums once more before facing the audience and dropping into the splits. Sue was amazed at herself when she dropped to the stage, the cold wood sending a shock through her bare pussy.
"I didn't know I could do the splits!" she thought to herself.
Then the curtain dropped and they made their way off stage.
"Ok mes femmes," announced the little lady in black, "you know the routine, half hours rest and then back on for the next show. Then we have the sponsors party after that."
Sue looked at the lady who had spoken to her on stage, "sponsors party?"
