"Well?" Samantha asked. "Do you dare take the challenge?" She laughed lightly willing Polly to agree.
Polly looked at her friend wavering from the challenge obviously looking for a way out without losing face. "I'm not into that sort of thing. Surely you can pick something else less risky than some sleazy club."
"It's just a club Polly. I took you're challenge and completed it so now it's your turn. I don't know what you're laughing at Brenda because it's your turn after Polly." Samantha scolded her friend.
The three young women sat nursing their wine each silent in thought. This whole thing was getting out of hand. It had started with a silly dare while under the influence of a few white wines.
Samantha had been dared to kiss a stranger, nothing too outrageous but she had come back with a more challenging dare for the other two. Each week for some time they completed a naughty task and now it was Polly's turn.
"I was thinking of joining the club myself. You can find out if it's all they said it was or just a sordid mans club."
Polly gave her a flash of moral indignation. "I'm Just joking Polly. I know it is!" She laughed. "You like teasing and you are a bit of a flasher so it should suit you."
"No I'm not! OK! I like to tease a bit. But I'm no flasher." Polly interrupted her friend again erupting in indignation with eyes flashing and arms waving.
"Oh, come on. Look at that dress. Your boobs have been beaming away at the waiter all evening." Samantha told her. Polly looked down at them and gave her friend an innocent frown as though to say, 'what do you mean'.
"Every time he comes near the table you lean forward showing off your cleavage." Samantha laughed at her.
Polly dropped the subject for she had always admitted being a bit of a tease but that was all it was, just a bit of innocent fun.
"If you're too afraid to go then say so and you lose the game. The club is just harmless fun, unless you want it to be more than that. You never know you might enjoy it. You don't have to do anything just attend for an evening and report to us what happened. I'm dieing to know what it's really like and I'm serious, I might join." She giggled.
Polly was the youngest of the three friends by a year at twenty-six. She has long dirty blonde hair, fair skin with a gorgeous petite figure and green eyes. Most of all she was proud of her perky breasts. The way they stood out proud over a flat tummy gave her a chance not to wear a bra occasionally. Samantha was right, she did like to tease and she had been teasing the waiter all evening. Flashing her boobs and batting her eyes at him but had been disappointed for no free bottle of wine materialised.
Not that they needed it for two had wealthy husbands and Polly had rich parents. That was probably why they played the game, through boredom. "OK! I'll do it. But just you wait, I'll think up something for you, darling!" She mischievously told her friend with a tipsy laugh.
***
Polly walked from the dressing room into the bar area feeling nervous. Normally very confident it would not have been a problem to visit a strange bar by herself only she was standing there in bra and panties. She had chosen a sensible white set with plenty of coverage.
As planned she would spend the evening at the club but that is all. She wouldn't join in any naughty fun and games but keep to herself and hopefully find some hidey-hole away from everyone. A little teasing was one thing but the rules seemed to allow for far more than she was prepared to accept.
"Hi! I'm Joanne. Your new here aren't you." She said. The woman was statuesque, a real beauty. Polly was impresses by her muscular tanned body, especially as she was completely naked. Without thinking she looked down between her legs to see it perfectly trimmed leaving her vagina bare.
Embarrassed she looked up at her and said. "Yes, how did you know?"
"What you're wearing and you look nervous, positively frightened. Relax and take it easy. Let me get you a drink that will help. No one is going to jump you it's against the rules. Unless of course that's what you want." She winked suggestively.
Polly was embarrassed at the suggestion as well as a little excited at the prospect of joining such a lascivious group. Walking through the door from the bar into the main club had been a daunting task but with that edge of excitement building she began to relish the idea. Not that she would let anyone get too familiar with her.
"As it's your first time I'll escort you and introduce you around." Joanne told her.
Still not quite knowing what to expect she let the naked woman lead her in. 'At least all eyes would be on her and not me.' She thought. It was a surprise to feel a little jealous at the idea of not being ogled in her underwear.
The main room wasn't disappointing. It was lavishly decorated with low lighting giving plenty of seclusion to groups of people sitting around on plush sofas. Pleasant music was playing in the background not drowning conversation but allowing it to continue without being overheard unless sitting close.
The naughty woman introduced her to a couple sitting talking animatedly, or rather arguing over some political point, which she found difficult to pick up on. Their clothes or lack of them made it difficult to concentrate on the conversation.
Rather, her eyes roamed over the woman's leather outfit. A bask held up a large pair of breasts forcing them into an enormous cleavage and she wore no panties. Polly sat on the edge of an easy chair keeping her thighs tightly pressed where as the woman relaxed back on the sofa not attempting to hide her hairy pussy. Not blatantly showing off but simply relaxed as though wearing jeans and tee shirt.
'This is going to take some getting used to.' She thought. Relieved at not feeling everyone's eye upon her she also felt a little left out. She was a beautiful woman sitting in a club in her underwear being ignored. So this is what Joanne had meant about her outfit being out of the ordinary. If she wanted to be noticed she would have to try something more exotic than a sensible pair of knickers a bra.
For a moment she thought of returning to the changing room and accepting the offer of one of the clubs saucy outfits. Remembering she was there merely to submit to the dare she quickly dismissed the idea.
"Come on. I'll show you one of the rooms since these two are being so boring." She said to the couple more than Polly.
In a daze from trying to re-orientate her thoughts to this new and unexpected environment she quietly followed.
