Mason's phone rang, and he looked down at it. Monica was calling. Crap.
"What's up?" Mason said, answering the phone.
"Hey, Mason. Did you want to go to a strip club tonight?"
Mason had not expected that to be the reason for Monica's call. "Are you going to bring the brain along?"
"Of course," Monica said after a brief pause. "Why?"
"No reason..." Even Mason wasn't convinced by that answer.
"Look, if you want to give the brain a whirl, you could just ask," Monica said. "Lord knows I've been putting it through its paces."
Mason was curious what she meant by that, but the compulsion he was under didn't care to sate that curiosity. "Okay, where's the club?"
"It's Nitro Club over on 6th. The show I'm interested in starts at 7, so be there a little before then."
"Okay, be sure to bring the brain. I love you, bye."
There was an uncomfortably long pause at the other end. "Bye, Mason."
Mason hung up and sighed heavily. What was he going to do? He needed to find a way around the professor's orders. He looked at his watch. He had two hours before seven. Maybe he could come up with something with the time he had?
* * *
Mason arrived at Nitro Club at 6:50. He paid the cover charge to the bouncer, and walked into the venue. The inside of the club was dark and filled with smoke. The only brightly lit part of club was the stage where Mason could see a naked brunette dancing to some bass-heavy rock music.
Mason tore his eyes away from the stage, and scanned the patrons looking for Monica. He was a bit surprised to see her sitting on the rail, waving a tip intended for the dancer on stage. Mason watched as the stripper gave Monica a short private show in the middle of her performance as she artfully collected the tip. Monica cheered.
Mason just stood watching until the song finished up. Monica was the only girl he had ever seen naked up until now (at least as far as he remembered), and he was transfixed by what he saw.
The DJ spoke as the brunette left the stage. "Thank you everyone. That was the lovely Angel! Be sure to stick around, because our next dancer is the incomparable Crystal!"
Mason took the opportunity to sit down besides Monica at the front of the stage.
"Hey, Mason!" Monica said a little too loudly, leaning in to kiss him.
Mason returned the kiss passionately, and when their lips unlocked he could smell that she had had a few drinks. "Hey, Monica. Where's the brain?"
"You've got a one track mind," Monica said smiling. "Patience. Lets enjoy the show. There's time for the brain later."
Mason didn't like that answer, but he resolved to keep his compulsion under control long enough to enjoy the show. The professor hadn't given him a time limit, but Mason had felt the anxiety of a command unfulfilled in the back of his head ever since he had left the professor's office, and the two hours between Monica's call and arriving at the club had been agonizing. Mason worried what he might be pushed to do if Monica didn't hand the brain over soon.
"Okay, I guess I can wait," Mason muttered.
As he said this, the stage lighting changed, and the DJ again spoke. "Here she is everyone. Let's give it up for Crystal!"
An R&B song started playing as Crystal glided out. She was wearing long high heel boots and a skimpy black dress that had strategic gaps up and down the sides that gave a peek of her athletic body. As she moved, her waist-length silky blonde hair swayed from side to side, and the fabric of her tight dress strained against her perfect breasts and ass. Mason took one look at this gorgeous creature, and forgot about his troubles with the professor.
Crystal twirled around the silver pole like a natural. As she danced, the passage of time was marked by the slow, sensual movement of the zipper of her boots down her legs. When she finished unzipping her boots, she removed them in rhythm with the song. Left, then right the loose articles fell away revealing her long legs. The crowd seemed enchanted by the sight, and she danced like this for a time before she began to work on the straps that held the tiny dress on her body. She finally freed herself from her dress, and cast it away revealing a bikini top and bottom.
Mason watched her emerge cocoon-like from her dress, and gazed at the beautiful butterfly that had been revealed. His cock was standing at attentions, and his eyes scanned up and down her body, trying to take in everything he saw before him. He watched her move and found himself pausing on her toned stomach, and following her legs as they swung through the air around the pole.
He watched in anticipation as her delicate hands found their way to her bikini straps. First one shoulder than the other was left bare, but she held the bikini on waiting for just the right time. The music reached a crescendo and she let the top slide off her body revealing her perky breasts. Now her dancing was punctuated by a mesmerizing bouncing, and this seemed to coincide with an increase in the number of people holding out tips.
Crystal was now clad only in a bottom, and she seemed to enjoy teasing the crowd with its removal. She inched the cloth bit by bit down her waist, and Mason felt his pulse quicken as he watched. Finally, after ten seconds that felt like an eternity, her pussy came into view. Mason greedily gazed at Crystal in her full glory. He had only ever seen three girls naked in his life, and she blew the others out of the water.
Crystal continued to dance, and Mason was so enamored that time seemed to move very quickly. It took someone shoving something in his mouth halfway through the second song for him come (halfway) back to his senses. It turned out it was Monica putting a five dollar bill in his mouth. She mouthed, 'go ahead' and Mason leaned towards the stage with his offering.
It wasn't long before Crystal noticed him, and began to crawl on all fours towards him. She thrust her chest out until the bill was touching her breastbone, and Mason found his face between her breasts. She squeezed her breasts together, and removed the bill from Mason's mouth. This sent Mason to a new plateau of arousal.
The rest of Crystal's set breezed by, and as she left the stage Mason found himself back in reality sitting next to Monica.
"So, what do you say we try to get a couples lap dance from her?" Monica said coquettishly.