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Diana stood in the doorway of the convenience store. She could see an animated conversation between a pointing Cindy sitting in the back seat and Matt in the front seat. She walked back to her car by the pump.
Diana opened her door and climbed in as Cindy pointed again out the windshield.
"I was just telling Matt how I always think it's so funny having a church right across the street from a strip club."
Diana laughed, "I know. I always wondered what the club owners were thinking when they bought the building across from the Baptist Church. You'd think they'd lose customers as people would be scared of being seen from the Church as they went into the club."
Cindy put her hand on Diana's shoulder, "It's got to be quite a rush to take your clothes off in front of so many strangers. Talk about butterflies. I think I would go insane."
Diana laughed, "It is an incredible rush."
Both Matt and Cindy swiveled to stare at Diana, "Oh, and how do you know that for a fact? More fun with Dad?"
Diana blushed, "Yeah, your dad talked me into entering a couple of amateur nights here and there."
Matt chuckled, "I'm soooooo sure it was tough to convince you."
Cindy smirked as Diana lightly punched a grinning Matt in the arm, "Would you ever do it again?"
"I'm already nude all the time in front of the two of you."
Cindy pressed on, "Yeah, but this is in front of strangers; that's totally different."
"True, and that does add quite a rush to it. I don't know, maybe." Diana looked over at the club.
Cindy gave a throaty chuckle, "I think it would be an amazing rush to watch you strip in front of a bunch of strangers. Don't you Matt?"
Matt turned and smiled at Cindy, "It was such a turn on, seeing her nude on the beach in Jamaica with Craig and Chip. Oh, and Mr. Deforest as well."
"GGGrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Don't even remind me of that jerk," Diana snarled.
Matt laughed, "I wonder if he still has your bikini bottoms?"
Cindy looked from Matt to Diana, "Mr. Deforest, bikini bottoms?"
Matt had a wide grin on his face, "Yeah, my old Biology teacher who thought Craig, Chip and I were bullying a helpless woman to take her suit off for us so he yelled at us and gave us a lecture. Mom got so angry she stripped and threw her suit at him and threatened to kick his ass all the way back to the States I believe."
"You mean he was in Jamaica at the same time? That's too funny."
Cindy and Matt smirked back and forth at each other as Diana spluttered at the memory until all three cracked up again.
"So anyway mom, I still think it would be real hot to watch you strip in front of others, and gee, take a look at the sign, it's amateur night tonight."
Diana laughed, "It's always amateur night at Hot Legs."
Matt put his hand on Diana's thigh, "Yeah, but they don't have hot legs like yours I'm sure."
"Oh lame, cheesy flattery will get you nowhere," Diana responded with a twinkle in her eye. "Say I agree, what's in it for me, Mr. Dealer?"
Matt rubbed his hands together, "I always love this part!"
Cindy put her hand on Matt's shoulder, "I'll tell you what. You strip tonight and I'll do it the next time."
Matt almost broke his neck swiveling it to stare at the grinning Cindy, his mouth hung open in disbelief.
Diana laughed, "Now that's a deal I can't refuse. Seeing you on the stage and watching Matt try to control his little friend. Two shows in one for me!"
While all three laughed Diana pulled out of the gas station and swerved over into the parking lot of the mildly crowded Hot Legs. After just a minute, the three where at the door being stopped by the bouncer getting bad news.
Diana raised her voice, "Are you kidding me? But they're both at least eighteen and won't even touch a drink—we promise."
The burly bouncer folded his arms across his chest, "I'm sorry ma'am. Bars, especially adult clubs, have to follow the drinking age and can only let twenty-one and over in. Believe me, I would love to see the two of you on stage, but no can do. We'd get shut down in a heartbeat if I let these two kids into the place."
Cindy looped her arm through Diana's, "Come on Mom, we can have plenty of fun on our own."
As the three walked back to the car the bouncer shook his head, "Mom???"
As the three sat in the car Diana turned toward Cindy, "Fun of our own, huh? Have something particular in mind, sweetie?"
Cindy smiled, "I think we should have our own strip show at home with a lucky audience of one." Cindy patted the grinning Matt on the shoulder.
Diana laughed, "Ooooohh, sounds like fun; audience requests and participation more than welcome, my dear boy."
Diana started the car and drove to the exit of the club never noticing the blond haired man who was watching them from his car after entering in behind them when they got to the club. The man waited until they had driven down the street before he got out of his car and entered the club.
The bouncer named Carl, still smirking from his encounter with the Hughes and Cindy, held the door open as the blond approached.
"Evening, Mr. Deforest."
"Hey Carl," Matt's former Biology teacher greeted as he walked into the club.
Soon the car was parked and Matt, Cindy and Diana were standing in the living room.
"Okay Matt, you get the music set up while Cindy and I plan and get ready," Diana told her son as she took Cindy's arm.
Matt had the sounds of Def Leppard pounding in the house as he darkened the living room except for two bright lights with the shades angled to cast a bright oval of light in the center of the living room floor.
He was just sitting into the middle of the black leather couch when a door down the hall opened, and he could hear the whispers of the two giggling women.
Both walked into the outer darkness of the room dancing to the music.
Diana purred, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm nice."
She took Cindy by the hand and spun them both into the light in the middle of the room. Diana was wearing one of her business suits while Cindy had on a white Oxford shirt and jeans. Matt settled in as the two women gyrated around, each other's hands running across and over their curves.
Slowly Diana positioned Cindy so she was facing Matt while Diana was behind her. Diana ran her hands up and down the sides of Cindy's shirt pressing against the sides of her breasts. Cindy ground her ass into Diana's pelvis. Diana reached across and opened the first button on Cindy's shirt and spread it caressing the exposed skin. She brought her hands down and undid two more buttons all the while spreading and caressing. A lacy white bra was exposed to Matt's appreciative eyes. Diana more quickly opened the rest of the buttons before pulling the shirt out of her jeans and spreading it wide open before her hands came back up and cupped the young girl's bra encased breasts. Cindy's breath hissed at each squeeze as she continued to grind into Diana.
The older woman let her hands glide over Cindy's rib cage and stomach before slipping in and sliding over the edge of the jeans until both hands met at the clasp and zipper. The fingers tugged and opened the jeans. One hand darted into the opening and cupped the shaking girl's sex briefly before sliding back up to grab the zipper which she tugged downward.
Diana slid down Cindy's back pulling the denim down her legs, exposing the white panties, garter belt and stockings. Cindy raised one leg at a time so Diana could pull the jeans off which she threw out of the circle of light. Diana pressed her face into the panty covered ass before her. Cindy gasped and clutched her breasts.
Matt watched as Diana rolled down the back of the panties exposing Cindy's ass to her mouth as her hand slipped in from underneath and pressed into her sex, a bulge in the panties all that Matt could see as his mother continued to lick Cindy's ass.
"Oh fuck," moaned Cindy still softly gyrating to the music.
The bulge slid back down and out of the back of the panties causing a couple of wisps of black pubic hair to appear above the edge of the panties. Diana leaned back a bit as both hands grabbed the sides of the panties and yanked them down completely exposing the patch of black hair stark against the white garter and stockings and Cindy's pale flesh.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," moaned Cindy as she swayed her hips and lifted one leg at a time so Diana could pull the panties off and toss them next to the crumpled jeans.
Diana slid back up Cindy's body licking and kissing as she rose, her hands again reaching inside the shirt to cup the heaving breasts. Diana latched on and sucked the back of Cindy's neck as she grabbed the collar of the shirt and pulled it off Cindy's body leaving it to puddle at their feet.
Cindy looked out and could just see Matt's form and the dark image of his hand stroking his exposed cock.
"Oh fuck," she said again before closing her eyes and pressing back into Diana.
Diana continued to suck on the soft flesh as her hands came around to find the catch of the bra which they released. She slid her hands under the side straps and cupped Cindy's bare breasts under the loose bra squeezing them.
After a minute of fondling she placed her hands onto Cindy's shoulders pushing them forward and down as she licked her way down Cindy's spine, her hands gliding down the shoulder blades still pushing forward and down. Cindy got the intention and leaned forward and down as Diana lowered herself behind the girl. The loose bra slid down the arms and fell off in a jumble onto the strewn white shirt on the floor.
