"Do you need a ride?"
"Yes, please," the pretty 18-year-old redhead answered, approaching the car. Her eyes then widened as she recognized the vehicle's driver. "Mrs. Wolfe, is that you?"
"Jennie Russo! Whatever are you doing outside in weather like this?"
"My car broke down about a half a mile back. I was trying to walk to a gas station when it started raining."
"Well, get in. You poor thing."
The rain was coming down in torrents as Nadine Wolfe quickly moved a couple of items from the front seat of her Mercury Sable to make room for the younger girl to enter on the passenger side. Pretty redhead Jennie Russo then slipped into the seat beside her.
"Thank you so much for stopping, Mrs. Wolfe."
"Don't think anything of it. You poor girl! You're completely soaked!"
The older woman's gaze took in her younger passenger. Even wet and bedraggled, Jennie Russo remained a stunningly beautiful young girl. Her slightly watered down make-up didn't detract anything from her gorgeous face with those bright green eyes, cute pointed nose, and small pouty mouth. Also, the delicious curves of her lovely body were actually enhanced by the now wet dress clinging tightly to her soft and decidedly feminine figure.
"Where were you heading?"
"Oh... you know... I was just out driving," the girl stammered in response. "Doing, like... errands... and, uh... and I was then driving over to my grandmother's house."
"OK, Jennie," Nadine said, patting the girl reassuringly on her bare knee, "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I'm not your mother."
The younger girl looked at the older woman with uncertainty in her eyes. Nadine Wolfe owned and operated the exclusive health club where Jennie worked out twice a week. She liked and respected the older woman in whose car she now sat.
Two years earlier Nadine had been Jennie's high school gym teacher. Back then the older woman had cultivated a kind of "biker girl" persona that all of the girls at school thought was really cool. Then she quit and soon after opened an upscale female fitness center in town that catered mostly to older, single, professional women.
But Nadine also desired pretty, younger women among her clientele, and had invited Jennie and a girlfriend to apply for membership to her Women's Health Fitness Center at greatly reduced rates. The facility was state-of-the-art, and both girls were overjoyed to be members. Nadine had even given them both free spandex exercise outfits which were skimpy but very fashionable, showing off their figures in a way that made both girls feel very sexy and desireable. Jennie also received some free personal training sessions from the older woman to help her develop a toned and trim body much like Nadine herself possessed.
"Mrs. Wolfe, if I tell you the truth will you promise not to tell anyone else?"
"That depends, Jennie. What did you do, kill somebody?"
She said this in a humorous tone, and then again laid her hand on the younger girl's knee, softly caressing it before continuing.
"You're not pregnant, are you?"
"No, ma'am, nothing like that!"
"Then tell me. What were you doing when you're car broke down?"
"Mrs. Wolfe, I was driving over to Cedar City for a job interview."
"A job interview? Nothing wrong with that!"
"No, you don't understand. I've got a job interview at a club called Wild Willy's. It's what they call a 'gentlemen's club.' I'm trying to get a job there as a dancer."
"I see..."
"It pays really well, Mrs. Wolfe. Marcie Baker, remember her? She joined your club back when I did! Well, she works at Wild Willy's and she told me that she sometimes makes over $500 in a single night!"
"I know all about Marcie Baker, Jennie. She's an airhead. And I helped her get that job. I made the phone call to Jack Gurelic that got her in the door."
"I didn't know that!"
"Oh yeah. I knew Marcie would make an excellent stripper the first time I saw her undressing in the locker room at the club. She's a natural. And that's really all she's got the brains for."
"But she makes really good money! And I think I could, too."
"Yes, I'm sure you could, Jennie." The older woman responded, glancing down at the wet body of her pretty passenger. Jennie noticed the woman's gaze travelling to the cleavage of her wet blouse and she blushed. Nadine continued.
"But there's no way you're going to make it over to Cedar City today. Not soaking wet and with car trouble. Why, you're shivering. I'm taking you to my house so you can dry off." She squeezed the girl's knee. "And then we can talk some more, OK?"
"Yes, ma'am."
Nadine turned into the driveway of her two-story condo a few seconds later and the two women then raced, laughing through the rain to her front door, the older woman fumbling momentarily with her keys before opening it. They both couldn't help giggling as it closed behind them.
"Let's get you out of these wet clothes, young lady," the older woman then said, ushering the girl into a bedroom on the first floor. "You get undressed and I'll get you a towel so that you can take a hot shower and warm up."
"But what about my appointment?"
"Don't worry about that. I'll call that club and explain to them why you've been delayed. I'm sure they'll re-schedule for a pretty girl like yourself."
Again Jennie blushed. "Thank you, Mrs. Wolfe. Thanks for being so nice... and for not judging me."
"Of course, Jennie," the older woman responded. "I was your age once. Now into the bedroom there and off with those wet clothes. And here's a bath towel to dry yourself off."
While Jennie Russo stripped out of her wet dress, Nadine Wolfe went into the kitchen and telephoned Wild Willy's. She asked for the manager.
"Hi, Jack! This is Nadine Wolfe. So, you're thinking of hiring one of my girls without going through me, are you?"
Nadine Wolfe was on good terms with Jack Gurelic, manager of Wild Willy's Gentlemen's Club in Cedar City. A lot of the younger women who worked out at Nadine's health club had gorgeous bodies, and the older woman knew a considerable amount about each and what their interests were. Three of his dancers worked out regularly at Nadine's Female Fitness Center. Jack had even invited Nadine over for occasional private showings at his club once he realized what a valuable contact she was for sending fresh young female talent his way. Nadine, he was pleased to discovered, also happened to share his interest in watching pretty young women removing their clothes and dance nude.
But Jennie Russo was not he kind of girl Nadine thought of as a potential stripper. While the older woman may have enjoyed ogling naked girls like Marcie Baker, she preferred young women more innocent and feminine like Jennie. The thought of the pretty redhead taking off her clothes excited her, but not in front of strange men at a club like Wild Willy's. She wanted Jennie for herself. And now she had her, at least for a night.
