Carolyn smiled and said, "This is my friend Tom," nodding her head towards him.
"Good to meet you Tom," the bouncer said, enveloping his hand in a bone crushing shake. "Any friend of the Doc's is a friend of ours."
It was all Tom could do to manage an, "Hello," before a young woman came bouncing up with a similar greeting for Carolyn. Bouncing was the right description. Like the other waitresses Tom could see working the crowd she was naked except for a very short skirt and of course a killer set of heels. Tom had noticed her boobs were bouncing beautifully as she arrived. Carolyn smiled to herself as she watched Tom's distraction but simply introduced him as her friend Tom. The girl was Lucy.
"What the hell," Tom asked himself. "How does Carolyn know all these people?"
Lucy quickly showed them to a small table down near the stage, whisking away the reserved sign. "I've got to work Doc but I'll try and come by later. Janey will get you two something to drink."
The music was blaring a pounding rock beat. On the stage a few feet from them a tall, lean, black woman was just finishing her number. She was completely naked and as the music ended she quickly gathered up the few garments she had arrived on the stage with at the beginning of the set and all the cash the appreciative patrons had tossed at her during her number. As she stood she looked down and saw Carolyn. Her eyes lit up and she waived Carolyn a quick hello before she departed to be promptly replaced by another dancer.
Tom leaned toward Carolyn, straining his voice to be heard over the play list beginning for the next set. "How do you know all these people Carolyn?"
Before she could answer another half-naked waitress arrived with a couple of beers. Carolyn exclaimed, "Janey, you're still here." She jumped to her feet and wrapped the nearly naked bar maid in a hug with the rest of their conversation being drowned out by the music.
Janey's arrival was repeated several more times by other equally excited half naked waitresses all of whom seemed to be on close terms with Carolyn.
After about the third or fourth girl Carolyn leaned over to Tom and said, "Don't worry about them. They're just friends. Watch the show. That's what we came for."
They sat through three dancers each sexier and more seductive than the last for Tom. After each number Carolyn reached into her blouse which was opened well down her chest, retrieved some cash from the lacy undergarment she appeared to have on, and tossed it on the stage as a tip.
After the third dancer Carolyn leaned over and yelled, "Having fun yet?" When he didn't answer immediately she reached across and put her hand in his lap squeezing his swollen dick through his pants. "I thought so." Then she asked him, "Ever had a lap dance?"
Tom gave her a slightly terrified look to which she responded, "I thought not. I think you need to have your first lap dance. See anyone you fancy?"
Tom shook his head in wonder.
She waived down Janey who was passing by with a tray of drinks and stood speaking quickly to her in the noise. When she sat back down she leaned over to Tom and said, "Were set. Room Ten in five minutes. You're going to love this."
They finished the beer. Weak as it was Tom wondered why they bothered. Carolyn threw more cash on the table for a tip and then she led him to the back of the room. They walked down a dimly lit hallway until they came to a door marked 10. The inside was better lit but still not bright. It must have been insulated because once the door was closed the noise from the main room was gone. The paint on the walls was a bit dingy, but the wooden floor was swept clean. There were two chairs, more or less the same as the simple chairs at the tables in the show room, one in the center of the room and one to the side near the wall. There was a boom box on a small table.
"You sit there Tom," Carolyn said, directing him to the chair in the center of the room. "I will sit here. And watch. "Carolyn smiled as she remembered how much she enjoyed watching one of the girls teasing her late husband with a lap dance.
They sat as Carolyn had directed, Tom sitting straight up looking more than a little uncomfortable. Carolyn was leaning back in her chair with her legs crossed, her conservative skirt showing a good deal of leg. Tom again started to ask a question but Carolyn simply said, "Wait, I will explain later."
Moments later the door opened and the tall black woman who had just finished her set when they arrived walked in. She was a bit older than the other performers and wait staff, but still stunningly beautiful. She first walked directly to Carolyn who stood and hugged her. The door was still open so Tom couldn't hear their brief conversation. Whatever was said it left both women laughing. Tom being a natural introvert with a bit of innate insecurity immediately assumed he was the subject of their amusement adding to the insecurity he already felt.
"Tom," Carolyn said loud enough to be heard, "This is Shauna. She is going to dance for you today. There's just one rule here Tom. No fucking."
"Uhh, yeah sure," he stammered in response. Carolyn's tone was firm and he knew he should be looking at her, but Shauna was distracting and aside from a momentary flick of his eyes at Carolyn Tom's attention was riveted on the stripper. She was tall, at least 5-9 or 5-10 plus the four inch heels she was wearing. Her flawless skin was a soft chocolate, hair trimmed short and growing with an intense curl that simply molded her scalp. Her makeup was intense around her dark eyes, but the rest of it was simple, enough foundation to accentuate her high cheek bones, and a tan lip glaze. As she walked towards him her long, lean, legs swung out of the barely fastened robe, muscular from her long dance training but still lean like a high fashion model.
"Hello Tom," she said when she reached him. She seemed to Tom to tower for miles above him. He quickly rose from the chair still finding himself a bit below eye level. She thrust her long arm and hand out from the open sides of the robe showing him even more of her smooth chocolate skin. Her long nails were finished with a soft tan polish matching her choice of lip gloss. The hand Tom shook was warm and confident. "Doc says you're new to this. She's asked me to take good care of you and I'm going to do just that. Just sit down and relax." She smiled a huge smile that lit up the room with gleaming, straight, teeth and then leaned forward and nuzzled Tom's ear with her lips, saying as she pulled back, "We're going to have a good time, I promise." There was an aroma to her that Tom had never quite smelled before. Strong and very feminine. She put her hand on Tom's shoulder and pushed down lightly causing him to sink immediately into the chair.
Carolyn had sat silently against the wall, her legs crossed as she watched Tom and Shauna.
Shauna walked quickly back across the floor, her heels clicking on the hardwood, until she stood before her music source. She selected a disc from a collection and inserted it into the player. Before she hit the play button she reached down and released her heels sliding them off so she stood barefoot facing Tom. Her hips were thrust forward as she leaned against the table staring at Tom as she thought about her dance. Then she reached behind herself and let the music begin. It was not the pounding rock he had seen Shauna dancing to earlier. It was softer, more melodic with a full orchestra. As the sounds filled the space Shuana begin to dance smoothly about the room as though on stage in a legitimate theater.
Tom quickly saw that the robe she wore was very sheer, concealing nothing beneath it. It was open at the sides so her movements exposed long beautiful soft chocolate arms and legs. As she danced he could see her large breasts swing and jiggle in time with the music. she wore a bra but it seemed more for appearance than effect. When she leaned forward, briefly touching her toes before leaping with the music he could see her hips, narrow but obviously strong with muscles that created a shelf where her back met her butt. Beyond the bra the only garment Tom could identify through the nearly transparent robe was something he assumed was a G-string, dark thin lines around her waist disappearing between the globes of her ass and reappearing so minimally in the front as to be hardly there.
The music soared in tone and beat and she approached on mincing steps on the balls of her feet until she reached him leaning forward with her hands resting on his shoulders just as the tone and pace of the music died again. Following the music's suddenly slowing pace she dragged her hands gradually down his chest pressing with her finger tips and bringing her hands together at his waist to caress the lump in his trousers that was his erect cock. Continuing to follow the fading music her hands slid down the inside of his legs caressing the inside of each thigh and calf until she was on her knees before him, head down and pulling her hands across the floor from him. The back of the robe had slid to one side exposing her muscular ass to Tom's view. He licked his lips.
The music rose again and she leaped up and away landing on both feet with her legs spread widely as she stared at him. Somehow in the process she had released the only catch on the robe so it was open and draped behind her leaving her exposed but for her bra and G-string. She stood in that posture holding her tits out to him ignoring several bars of the music, her face and posture demanding his attention. Her breasts were beautiful, large and soft but far from flat coming, even without the help of the bra which she had deftly released and flung aside, to firm points capped by large dark areola and even darker nipples that had the black shine that the rest of her chocolate skin lacked. Tom felt his cock flex at the eroticism of her dance.
Now she stalked away still ignoring the music. A hand behind her had gathered the fabric of the robe and held it up and away so when she leaned forward touching her toes, legs spread widely and straight Tom could appreciate the sheer strength and power of the globes of her ass. When she rose she dropped the robe from her shoulders and kicked it aside. She stood briefly before the music system, gleaming with sweat and naked but for the almost invisible G-string as she changed the music.
Tom looked quickly at Carolyn. Her head was turned, her eyes bright and her attention fixed on Shauna.
The new music was faster, a rapid almost African beat, but still not the pounding rock of the music in the main room. She danced about the room now leaping to the beat and then bending to the floor and holding her pose. At times she simply stood before Tom holding her magnificent breasts out and jiggling them in her hands to the driving beat of the music. He was focused on her tits but he briefly caught her looking to a smiling Carolyn for approval.
