"Alan... I can't wear this!" Dani, sounding almost frantic. I looked, saw why. It looked like a knitted dress, all different hues of red, well above her knees, but, and it's a big 'but'. My mom knitted an afghan, fine until you stretch it just a little, then the knitting pulls apart, leaving gaping holes. That's what this was, at least two sizes too small, not hiding a damned thing.
She had on a red thong, you could see it clearly, her dress tight between her legs, and virtually nothing covering her tits, nipples poking through the holes in the knitting. She's worn some pretty, umm, revealing clothes on this trip, but at least SOMETHING was covering her boobs, even if it had been transparent. And of course, with those, she'd had those painted-on eyes, blinded so she couldn't see just how revealing. But this was just plain showing bare skin, naked nipples. And she could see just how damned exposed she was.
"Babygirl, you look exactly like I pictured you in that dress, I had it made especially for you... you look... incredible!"
Dani looked down at herself, looking like she was nearly ready to cry, "But, Alan, I'm nearly naked under it, isn't there at least a bra to go with it?" If I wasn't mistaken, she was actually considering wearing it out? At home, she wouldn't have even worn that in the house ― with the drapes closed, just the two of us. I glanced at April, she looked incredulous.
"A bra? No, there wasn't one matching that shade. Besides, that would ruin it." Dani was whimpering, I think surrendering to her fate. I liked it! No damn wonder Alan was insistent on us coming back. Now, the million-dollar question ― where were we going?
She was wearing red heels, probably four inches, they made her bare legs look incredible. Dani's blush was a deep red stepping outside that night, almost matching the shade of her rose petal peach lipstick. She had her arms crossed over her chest, trying to cover up at least a little. But, that thong and her butt, you could see the thin strap, the red triangle between her legs and everything else... just, oh my!
Dani climbed in the front passenger seat beside Alan. April and I slid in the back, her in the center. I'd left our truck at Alan's restaurant because of having a couple drinks earlier. I couldn't believe this was happening, Dani going out in a dress that... hell, a couple months ago, she wouldn't have been caught dead in it outside the house. It just screamed sex! Me, with this hot, sex-siren beside me... fully planning to take her to bed very shortly... and more, thinking about what I'd bought earlier.
April nibbled on my neck and ear, occasionally letting me feel that tongue tickling me, especially the tender part of my ear, that I'd never realized was such an erogenous zone. Of course, in my present state, pretty much everything was an erogenous zone, especially with April's mouth on it. God, I wanted to let my fingers crawl up her leg. It was a conundrum that the two things I wanted worst; to let my fingers crawl up to April's panties, and that button holding her dress together seemed to be her only 'NO'.
I wasn't paying any attention to our surroundings, being somewhat occupied with much more interesting things (use your imagination), until Alan's truck pulled into a parking lot of what seemed for all the world like a big industrial building. What the hell?
"We're there, Babygirl, you ready?"
My question was where the hell was 'there'? Dani was in her seat, arms again crossed over her nearly naked breasts. "What... what is this?" Dani managed to stammer out.
"It's a club I've been to a few times. Only way to get in is to be a member or the guest of a member, I joined a month ago, hoping to get a chance to bring you."
I looked around, it seemed to be in an industrial area, but despite appearances, it seemed pretty obvious that this was not an industrial building. At least, not anymore. Question was, what was it? There was no sign, nothing to indicate that it was anything but industrial.
After considerably more coaxing from Alan, Dani finally got out of the truck. April and I followed along behind, walking into the building. Watching Dani in that 'dress' was an experience in itself. I wondered if she had any clue what it looked like from behind.
Inside, Alan showed an attendant what I presumed was his membership card and gave him a credit card. All of us, Alan included, had to sign a register. It made me wonder because on the back wall were big signs stating, 'NO VIDEO', 'NO PHOTOS', 'NO RECORDING'. On the bottom of each was smaller print stating that violators would be removed, permanently banned and devices forfeited. When it was my turn to sign, I saw that at the top of the register were the same stipulations. Seemed like they were serious about it.
Another couple was in front of us. I noticed that when they opened the door, it was a double-door arrangement so that the first door closed before the second opened. There was no indication of what was inside before that second door opened, quite the security arrangement. I was still wondering what the hell it was. You couldn't even hear anything.
Before that first door opened, Dani tried one more time, "Alan... please...," still trying in vain to cover herself.
"Babe, you're going to love it, we'll get you a drink, it'll help you relax," he told her, giving her a squeeze, then taking her hand. The thought went through my mind that Tom, her co-worker at school, the one she's been flirting with in the teacher's lounge so much, would love to see her like this.
We waited, the attendant pushed a button and the first door opened; we all went through, the door closed, and the second door opened.
The atmosphere changed a thousand percent, all of a sudden, music booming, what seemed like hundreds of people sitting at tables in a huge, open room, an upper-level mezzanine, a long ornate wooden bar ― and a large stage with stripper poles on each side, each with a girl gyrating, another in the center, all in different stages of semi-nakedness. The place was a freakin' strip club! I felt like an idiot for not figuring that out long before. What else could it have been?
Neither Dani nor I had ever been inside one, at least I assumed Dani hadn't. But with what I'd learned over the last months about the teenage Dani... maybe? It wasn't anything like I'd have imagined. I would have pictured some kind of sleazy joint smelling like smoke, probably pot, too, drunks falling or screaming at the girls, and this wasn't that at all.
But it was FULL of people; as we looked around, young, old, men, women, what seemed like hundreds. There were what I presumed were waitresses dressed a lot like I'd seen pictures of Playboy's skimpy bunny costumes. But everything was orderly, if not loud. There were pool tables, foosball, and other game tables set around in several locations, even a good-sized dance area where people were dancing, some of the women topless! No wonder Alan was convinced that Dani in her dress would fit right in.
One of the bunny girls led us to an empty table, I was surprised there even was one, right in front of the center of the stage. Then I realized, this was Alan Ryder, Tampa Bay football hero. The 'reserved' sign on the table was a slight hint, too.
Dani was getting nearly as many, maybe even more, stares than the girls dancing, from men and women. I couldn't blame them. For one thing, she was with Alan Ryder, for another she was gorgeous, another, she was sexy as fuck, still trying to cover her nearly naked tits, not even trying to cover her midsection! Speaking of fuck, that's exactly what those guys and girls wanted to do to her. Not that April was any slouch, either, not by any means, but she wasn't dressed like Dani was. She was just... gorgeous!
Dani and Alan sat on one side, April and me on the other. I was mesmerized by the place, obviously, Dani and April were as well, although maybe not as much as a guy would be, this guy, anyway. The girl in the center of the stage seemed special in comparison to the other two, she was more than beautiful, gyrating like she was flirting, looking out into the audience, seeming to enjoy what she was doing. The other girls, I don't know, seemed almost bored.
