1. The Party.
Jules Sinclair is an attractive married woman with a grown son, and is a respected guitar teacher. She is complex, smart, athletic, and daring. She follows her heart and is committed to boldly experiencing life.
Jules is one of the seven women who constitute an informal all-female social group. All the members of the group are long-term friends who live within a few miles of each other. These women are intelligent, caring, and supportive of each other. Twice a year, they get together in various locations. The purpose of these gatherings is to have fun, to share life stories and secrets, and to reconnect with each other.
It was Jules's turn to plan the next rendezvous, scheduled for a day in February. Because travel conditions were typically uncertain during that time of year, she decided to avoid long distance travel for this get-together, and to simply have a party in her home. Travel to new places was always fun. But just being together was, to these women, the most important part of the gatherings.
Jules also had an idea to add excitement to the party. She sent out a group text message to all the women, proposing to hire a male stripper to entertain them at the February gathering. The replies from the other six were immediate and unanimous. "I can't wait!" said one; "What an awesome idea!" said another. They were all buzzing with excitement over this proposal.
Spouses are not allowed at these group get-togethers. So on the evening of the event, Jules's husband Alan was spending the night at the home of one of his brothers whose house is only about ten miles away.
On the evening of the party, Jules set up a table with lots of snacks, light food, and plenty of wine. She set up folding chairs in a circle in her living room.
She was a bit concerned about the weather. It had been snowing lightly on and off all day. But nothing dire was predicted. The forecast was for light snow to continue overnight with maybe a total of one or two inches of accumulation.
The women started showing up at Jules's house around the scheduled hour of 7:00 p.m. After about an hour or so of eating, drinking, talking, laughing, and high anticipation, the evening's entertainment arrived. He was scheduled to show up at 8:30 p.m. and was right on time.
Jules greeted him at the front door. The stripper's name was Ben Torrent. He and Jules had previously talked at some length on the phone, making arrangements for his performance at her party.
Jules had found him to be charming on the phone. But they had not met until now. He looked to be about twenty-something, and a little over six feet tall. He had sandy-colored hair, a stubble of a beard, and a trim, muscular build. Ben had learned his trade as part of a touring Chippendale's Revue and then opened his own adult entertainment business.
The two of them stood together talking quietly in the kitchen, making sure they both knew what to expect over the course of the evening. The other women were energetically chatting among themselves.
Finally, Jules brought Ben to the center of the circle of chairs in the large living area and introduced him to the six women who were eagerly eyeing him.
Jules explained that although handing Ben paper money or tucking bills into the waistband of his briefs is okay when he is dancing, they could not touch his "covered parts". She went on to state that there could be no full nudity and no photography of any kind allowed.
The group comically booed loudly at the announcement of each restrictive rule. But Jules was glad to see her friends getting into the rowdy spirit of the evening.
Ben amiably schmoozed with the guests for a while, which the women enjoyed. After that, he slipped off to the bathroom and changed into the "breakaway" clothes he wears for his performances.
At about 9:30, Ben started to get down to the real business of the evening. He set up his portable sound system in the living room and started off the evening with the pounding rhythm of INXS's song, "Suicide Blonde". He started sexily dancing to the throbbing music, to the delight of the women, who were expressing their enthusiasm loudly.
After dancing fully clothed for a short while, Ben began getting into the stripping. He was taking it slow and easy, teasingly ripping off one item of apparel after another. With each discarded piece of clothing, the women shouted their approval.
As the music continued, Ben eventually had stripped down to nothing but a black Speedo bikini bottom that left little to the imagination. The contours of his large endowment were apparent through the fabric of the Speedo.
At one point, one of the guests exclaimed, "Oh my God, that's the biggest hunk of manhood I've ever almost-but-not-quite seen!" Another added, "That python can bite me any time!" The women all howled with laughter.
Ben danced up close to each of the women, giving lap dances as they sat in their chairs. They stuffed bills of various denominations into the waistband of his Speedo. Everyone was having a roaring good time and Jules was thrilled. It looked like the party was going to be a great success.
In addition to being a former athlete, Jules was a trained dancer. She was also not in the least bit shy. The urge to dance with Ben as he gyrated around the room was becoming overwhelming for her. Jules was standing by herself just outside the circle of chairs, watching Ben enviously and moving easily and gracefully to the music.
Ben could see by the look on Jules's face and the way she was moving to the music that she wanted to join him in the middle of the circle.
He generally discouraged customers from becoming part of the show. But there was something about Jules that was enticing him, and he wanted to see what she could do. He gave Jules a friendly invitational wave of his hand, then pointed to the floor in front of him, signaling his permission for her to join in.
That was all it took to get Jules into the circle and dancing right along with him.
The women all knew Jules for her fearlessness and lack of inhibition. So her jumping into the dancing surprised no one. And her becoming part of the show really sent the house rocking. Everyone cheered wildly and roared with laughter as she and Ben moved to the rhythms of the music.
Ben and Jules danced together in a way that was openly sensuous and suggestive. Jules loved it and the women were delighted, laughing and cheering.
One of the women started a chant that everyone quickly picked up. In seconds they were all yelling, "Strip, Jules, strip! Strip, Jules, strip!"
Ever fun-loving and adventurous, Jules's started peeling off her clothes. Her friends all went wild. Ben played along, dancing around her and picking up her clothes as she shed them. First, she kicked off her shoes and slipped off her socks.
Then, as she danced, Jules seductively unbuttoned her blouse, revealing glimpses of her skimpy bra. She slowly and enticingly took her blouse completely off. She whirled it over her head a few times and then threw it to Ben, who rubbed it against his crotch as the women shrieked their approval.
Jules next unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. She pushed them down to the floor and stepped out of them, leaving her wearing nothing but a bra and panties.
The music continued to pulse, and Jules continued to dance with Ben. She was a match for him in every way. They moved together beautifully. As she rocked her hips back and forth, Jules decided to take yet another bold step. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.
Jules used her two hands to hold the cups of her bra in place up against her breasts as she danced. But her friends quickly took up a new chant: "Lose the bra, lose the bra!" they shouted.
Never one to refuse a dare, Jules let her bra drop to the floor. Her shapely breasts were now completely on display for Ben and her rowdy friends. Ben picked up her bra and threw it on top of the stack of her other clothes. They continued dancing, with Jules now half naked.
Ben's performance was already running over on the prescribed show time and he was trying to think of a graceful way to bring things to a close. This had been such a great group to perform for, and Jules's jumping in had made it uniquely special. There was something about her to which he was drawn.
As he was about to say something about wrapping things up, one of the women peeked out of a window and suddenly shouted, "Oh my gosh, look outside. It's a blizzard!"
2. The Unexpected Storm.
For obvious privacy reasons, the drapes and blinds covering all the windows in Jules's house had been closed. So, unbeknownst to Jules and her guests, as they partied the weather had taken a huge turn for the worst. Throwing open the curtains covering a large picture window revealed a raging snowstorm.
The women all grabbed their phones and checked on weather conditions. The news was not good. The predicted "light snow" had turned into a major blizzard with predictions of eighteen or more inches of snow by morning and wind speeds up to 45 or 50 miles per hour. The weather service was advising people to stay off the roads.
The evening had been memorable, but everyone knew that the party was over. The guests were all feeling a sense of urgency to get to their respective homes before conditions got worse.
Jules and Ben got their clothes back on as the guests scrambled around with coats, hats, gloves, and boots. As she was getting dressed, Jules's phone buzzed. It was Alan. He said, "Honey, I assume you are aware of this, but it is blizzarding outside like crazy. What's going on there?"
Jules replied, "We know. People are all heading out the door as we are speaking."
Alan said, "Oh good. I'm going to stay here at my brother's house tonight, just to be safe. I'll give you a call in the morning before I head for home. I hope all your guests get home safely."
Jules replied, "Me, too! Thanks for the call and hopefully, I'll see you tomorrow morning sometime."
