Headhunter: How to Succeed in Business 2
Kath...@hotmail.com
by the Headhunter
Jill and Jay had a hard time looking at each other the next morning, but after
a day or two things got back to normal at the William's home. Jay immediately
found a stripper for the next month who was willing to come to town for a $200
fee. Jay was pleased that his business crisis was averted. And although he had
thanked his wife for the help, he felt uneasy that he had let Jill expose
herself to another man. Jill was full of mixed emotions that she was afraid to
tell Jay about. On one hand she loved her husband more than anything, and she
was repulsed by the fat Mr. Mack Anderson, but deep inside something about
being half naked in front of two men thrilled her. None the less, as her life
returned to normal and she was happy the event was over.
Unfortunately Mr. Anderson destroyed the happy couples plan. A week before he
was to return to town for the next month's order he called Jay and asked if
his lap dance was arranged. Jay said yes. That's when Mack dropped the bomb.
"That's good Jay , I really like that girl Jilly. I can't wait for her to
dance for me again. But this time make sure she has a proper costume." Jay
protested and said he couldn't get Jilly, and that he had a better dancer
lined up, one with the kind of big breasts that Mack liked. Mack laughed and
said, "No! No, Jilly, no business."
That night after Shannon was put to bed, Jay sat down with Jill. "I don't
care about anything but you," he claimed, "you don't have to do this!" "Yes I
do", replied Jill, "besides he has already seen my tits, it is not a big
deal. I am doing it for you and Shannon", Jill rationalized. Jay was shocked
by Jill's use of the word "tits". He had never heard her use that word
before. Jill continued, "Can we go to the city? I want to see how a real
stripper does a lap dance."
The next night found Jill and Jay in the city, at the Gentlemen's Club. He
hadn't known any strip clubs, and had asked Bill McCurry for the best place
to go. Bill raised his eyebrows and said, "what to get away from the little
woman for an evening, huh!" Jay just nodded and thanked Bill without going
into any detail. Jay felt funny about taking his wife into the strip club.
The Gentlemen's Club was an upscale Men's Club and Jay was relieved when he
found several other couples seated at small tables. They had gone early in
the evening, so the Club was still half empty and not real wild. Jill's eyes
lit up when she saw the beautiful dancers in their sequined costumes. She was
amazed that the dancers were so beautiful and that there chests were so big.
She had not imagined that strippers looked like movie stars. Jay nervously
ordered them both a drink and pointed out a buxom blond stripper doing a lap
dance in the far corner. The middle aged man had a dreamlike look on his face
as the beautiful dancer rubbed her tits on his arm. Jill watched intently and
asked Jay about the figures on the dancers. Jay replied that he was sure that
almost all had had breast implants. Jill said "I know that, natural tits that
big don't stand out so nicely. I want to know if big tits really turn men
on." Jay realizing that discretion was the better part of valor, simply said,
"I love your body darling."
After another drink one of the dancers came to their table. She introduced
herself as Bambi and asked Jay if he wanted a lap dance. Jay blushed and
mumbled, "no thank you." But Jill chimed in, "Get a dance Jay, that way I can
see her moves up close." The stripper looked over at Jill and said, "I'm
gonna give your man a thrill honey, my tits are three times the size of
yours." Jill self consciously looked down at the front of her blouse, but
quickly forgot the comment as the dancer dropped her spangled top into Jill's
hands and began to grind her ass against Jay's leg. Jill was amazed by the
way the stripper could move. Her hips moved like a belly dancer and her huge
tits bounced and swayed with a life of their own. Somehow all of the dancers
movement looked coordinated. When the stripper finally pulled Jay face
between her boobs Jay's whole face was covered with her tit flesh. As the
dancer stood up she said, "that will be twenty dollars." Jay sat their
dumbly, unable to move. Finally, Jill fished a twenty from her purse. The
stripper thrust her hip towards Jill and said, "Why don't you put it in my
G-string honey, he is still in shock." Jill reached out and Slowly placed the
bill under the waist band of the g- string. Bambi smiled down at her then
grabbed her top from Jill and said, "Thanks, and look at the tag in the bra
cup, these baby's are 38 double D's." Jill didn't have to look, like Jay she
was mesmerized by the swinging orbs. As Bambi left Jill looked over at Jay
and saw, to her surprise, that he was sporting a hard-on under his dress
slacks. "You like my body, huh!" Jill said. "Looks like you liked hers to."
As she pointed at an embarrassed Jay's crotch. "I've seen enough. And I think
you have to. When that things shrinks back down we'll go home." Under Jill's
watchful stare Jay felt his hard-on deflate quickly.
That night at home Jill put on a pair of her smallest panties and tried to
replicate the lap dance the stripper had performed. She had improved but
still needed a lot of practice. She was also self conscious about her thick
pubic hair that seemed to poke out of the tiny panties everytime she moved.
Jill tried to get Jay to have sex with her, but he was embarrassed about the
evening and rolled away from her in their bed. Jill felt very horny For the
first time since she was married, went into the bathroom, and with the door
shut and the water running to hide the noise, she quickly stuck a finger into
her moist vagina and diddled herself to orgasm. She surprised even herself,
for as she approached her orgasm, she dipped a second and even a third finger
into her soaked sex pot. "Damn" , she thought to herself, "if this keeps up I
will need to buy a vibrator." Visions of large cock shaped vibrators raced
through her mind as she sleep later that night. Jay even remarked the next
morning about how Jill had tosses and turned in her sleep.
The day for Mr. Anderson's visit soon arrived. At breakfast Jay again told
his wife that she shouldn't do the lap dance. But Jill was adamant about
going forward. It was almost a challenge to her. She was going to do a good
job and get Jay all the business she could. She had not practiced dancing for
Jay again, because of his reaction to her first practice session. But, each
afternoon before Shannon got home from school, Jill had stripped down to her
panties and practiced hard. She even had made a tape recording of some music
that had a good rhythm for her. Before Shannon got home on the dance night
Jill went into the bathroom and while taking a hot bubble bath the relax her
nerves carefully clipped and shaved the excess black pubic hair from her
crotch. She left a neat triangle of cunt hair that would allow her to wear
skimpy French- cut black panties without unsightly pubic hair poking out
everywhere.
That night found Jay and Jill once again in Mack's motel room. This time
after Jay fixed a couple of drinks Jill started her music on a portable tape
player she had brought with her. She dropped her overcoat and stood before
the two men in matching bra and panties. Ever conscious about her boob size
Jill had picked out a wonderbra that enhanced her pretty but petite tits. Her
creamy white skin stood in dark contrast to the black lace material of her
undergarments. Jay sat on the bed in the same position as before unable to
look at his wife. He was embarrassed for her. But if he had looked he would
have seen that Jill wasn't embarrassed in the least. He would have seen a new
attitude in the way Jill held her sexy tight body.
As the music played Jill immediately tried out her new moves on Mack. He
watched her for a moment then said, "Man! I knew I liked this Bitch. Jilly
has remembered all the moves. I'm gonna have to up your business Jay , you
really came through for me." Jay was pissed at Mack for calling Jill a bitch,
but was excited about the possibility of more business from Mack. Jay sat
their stonily. He looked up at Jill just as she threw her bra into Mr.
Anderson's lap. Jill stood inches in front of Mack and bounced up and down
quickly on her toes. This caused her small breasts to jiggle and vibrate in
time to the music. Jill's pale pink nipples were hard as rocks as they poked
enticingly at the fat executive.
Jill turned and sat on Mr. Anderson's lap. Knowing what to do, she immediately
slid back onto his crotch and sensuously began rotating her firm ass. Mack
said, "wait a minute, you need a g-string." He pushed Jill to her feet then
grabbing the high cut underwear on the leg hole he sharply pulled the small
back panel of Jill's black panties into the crack of her ass. Her shapely ass
was now exposed as if she were wearing thong panties. Except that the material
bunched in the crack of Jill's ass, rubbed against her puckered bum hole. Mack
pulled Jill back down into his lap. In shock both Jay and Jill sat for a
moment, but soon Jill again began to grind her now exposed buttocks onto the
fat lap. Jay was ready to get up and demand that he and "Jilly" leave, when
things went from bad to worse.
The hotel room door opened. Jill wearing only her black panties, ass
squirming in Mr. Anderson's lap, small tits quivering, looked up to see Bill
McCurry, the salesman, enter the room. He smiled a sleazy smile and said, "Hi
Mack, Hi Mr. Williams....who do we have here?"
Jill jumped to her feet and quickly wrapped herself in her coat. Jay got up
sputtering. Mack said, "what is the matter? We always take my friend Bill out
with us when I get my lap dance. I just asked him by my room to be friendly."
Jill ran out of the room, followed by Jay. Jay called back over his shoulder,
"I'll call you in the morning Mr. Anderson." Jay could hear Bill McCurry
laughing as her chased Jill down the hotel corridor.
That night at the Willams' home was terrible. Both Jay and Jill didn't know
what to do about the situation or say to each other. And Jill had trouble
admitting, even to herself, that since looking up at Bill McCurry's face
while she bounced on Mack' lap, she had an itch in her inexperienced pussy
that wouldn't go away. The next day Mack Anderson was waiting in Jay's
Office, when he arrived at work. He told Jay that he had no idea that "Jilly"
was his wife, and that he knew his good friend Bill wouldn't say anything. He
went on to say that he admired Jay's "do what it takes attitude" and even
though he hadn't gotten the full lap dance he would give Jay the same amount
of business next month as usual. Then he looked Jay in the eye and said,
"Jay, tell "Jilly" to get a real g-string for next month." Mack handed the
shocked Jay a fifty dollar bill and left the office.
The next month was hell in the William's household. Jay and Jill argued back
and forth about Jill continuing to do Mr. Anderson's lap dance. The decision
was finally made when Mr. Anderson called Jill at home the day before he was
to arrive and asked Jill if she had gotten a G-string. He added that without
her dance Consolidated Manufacturing's business was going to be given to
someone else. After the call ended Jill went to a store and bought the
briefest black panties she could find. She also bought some black dress
piping. She knew she would have to alter the panties to make a true G-string.
Jill rushed home cut out the back of the panties and sewed a thin line of
piping between the crotch of the panties and the waistband. After trying them
on she discovered that they were so small she needed to trim her black pubic
hair even further. When she was done shaving herself, she had cleaned her
asshole and cunt of hair and had only left a small triangle of soft pubes
just above her glistening slit. The triangle looked like an arrow head
pointing at her protruding clit. Her clitoris was usually well hidden behind
its hood of skin, but now, with Jill slowly running her index finger the
length of her cunt lips, her clit poked up proudly. She had never seen it do
that before. As she teased the little bud with a fingernail, she had a
crashing orgasm.
The next night, against Jay's wishes, Jill and Jay found themselves driving
to Mack's hotel once again. As they entered the room they were surprised to
find both Mack and Bill enjoying a drink together. Jay immediately objected,
but Mack hushed him and asked what difference it would make. Bill had already
seen Jill lap dancing half naked. Jay was unsure but "Jilly" readily agreed.
Jay also noticed that Jill had not removed her wedding rings tonight. That
made him feel better. At least she was proclaiming her love by wearing the
rings. Mack and Bill also noticed the rings. They had a different opinion
from Jay. They got a perverse pleasure out of Jay's wife dancing naked for
them. The fact that she was somebody's wife was underscored by the rings.
Jill just felt slutty. Wearing her rings had made her feel even more like a
jaded stripper, who would take her clothes of for men despite her "normal
married life".
After a quick drink both Bill and Jay sat on the bed while Mr. Anderson took
his usual seat in the middle of the room. Jill turned on her music and began
what was becoming a very professional routine. She dropped her coat revealing
a black lace bra and her newly created g-string panties. She looked briefly
at Jay, but he was looking at the floor. Both Mr. Anderson and Bill hooted as
"Jilly" turned 360 degrees showing off her completely exposed ass. The narrow
string had stuck deep between her fleshy white ass cheeks and was not
visible. Jay looked up as the men hooted saw his wives "new" panties and
dropped his head in shame.
"Jilly" quickly dropped her bra and now when she moved both her exposed ass
and petite tits bounced erotically before Mr. Anderson's wide eyes. "This is
what I like, Jilly", said Mr. Anderson, "you got the best looking legs and
ass I have ever seen on a stripper. To bad your boobs aren't bigger. " It was
amazing how Mack and Jill were both beginning to think of "Jilly" as a real
stripper. Mack looked over at Jay, and said, "boy, you got one fine wife. I'm
glad I do business with you . Your a lucky man. Hell, I guess were all lucky
men tonight, being able to have such a beautiful woman dance for us
"Jilly" ground her crotch into the fat belly of Mr. Anderson for a long time.
She finished the dance by pulling his face between her breasts. At the very
end of the dance Mr. Anderson turned his head and quickly sucked one of
Jill's hard pink nipples into his mouth. He teased the very sensitive tip
with his tongue, then released it. It happen so fast that Jill couldn't
react. Except that she felt a tingle from her breast to her pussy, with a
special glow in her clit.
Anderson got up, stuck a twenty under Jill's G-string and said, "Jilly give
my friend Bill a lap dance." At that Jay finally got up and said, "now wait a
minute Mr. Anderson. It was bad enough that my employee was in the room while
my wife bared herself to you, but you can't expect her to....." Anderson cut
him off, "Come on Jay we are all adults here. I'll bet your pretty wife has
been getting off on teasing us. In fact if the wet spot on my thigh is any
indication your gonna have one hot pussy on your hands when you get home.
I'll tell you what! If Jilly gives old Bill a dance, I'll up your business,
plus I'm sure he'll stick a twenty under her g-sting. Won't you Bill?" "I'd
love to Mack. Got a twenty right here", Bill responded with a leer.
Jill grabbed Jay by the arm and dragged him into the bathroom. "Jay, its no
big deal, and if Mr. Anderson increases our order it will make a big
difference in the business." Jay responded "No! Lets get out of here. I don't
care." Jill's eyes flashed, "I care. I want the best for our family. I want
the best for Shannon. I'm going to do it so just go back in there and keep
staring at the floor." "How ill I be able to face Bill after this", asked
Jay? "I'm his boss, he'll have no respect..." "Is that what's bothering you,
your respect? What about mine? I have to see the guy too. Trust me he will
appreciate the paycheck more than the dance" answered Jill. "Now get out
there smile, and get the damn contract signed."
Bill was already seated in Mack's chair with anticipation written all over
his face. Jill started her music and began her second dance of the night. She
didn't want to admit to herself that the business was just an excuse. She was
as horny as she had ever been in her life. "Jilly" was enjoying dancing and
displaying herself in front of the three men. She was beginning to think of
herself as two people. Jill the wife and mother and "Jilly" the lap dancer,
who wanted to be naked in a room full of men.
She danced wildly for Bill. Rubbing her ass hard on his lap. She could feel
his hard cock through his pants. Since Bill wasn't as fat as Mack she was
able to press herself against Bill much more than with the fat businessman.
She glanced at Jay. He sat on the bed, his head in his hands staring at the
floor.
Unfortunately Jill was a better dancer than seamstress. The silky material of
the panties would not hold the stitches that she had sew. As she rubbed her
ass are on Bill's lap, the thin black material pulled loose. At first nobody
noticed. But when Jilly stood up and began doing a bump and grind, the light
material covering her trimmed pussy floated upward baring her slit. Mack
stared hard and said, "Damn! The bitch trimmed her bush for us Bill." Bill
was staring at Jilly's ass. The thin black piping hung for about two inched
below her crotch. It was so jammed in her ass crack that the hanging string
looked as if it dangled from the end of her bald slit nearest her asshole.
Bill reached out and grabbed the string. Then he gently began pulling on it.
As he pulled Jilly stop dancing, looked over her shoulder, and watched Bill
continue to pull the string from her ass. He pulled slowly and Jill could
feel the rough fabric slip slowly from between her tensed buttocks. As he
pulled it free, he squeezed the narrow cloth and a clear drop of Jill's pussy
juice dripped onto the carpet. "Damn Jay, your wife is as wet as an overripe
watermelon," exclaimed Bill. With the cloth completely out of her, Jill
danced away, but Bill still held the string and her movement caused the
G-string to slip sideways fully exposing Jill's beautiful pussy and ass. Mr.
Anderson roared, "I have never seen a completely nude lap dance. Jilly, Jay
you guys are great." Jill gyrated nude for a moment then the music ended and
she retrieved her coat and covered her glorious body.
Bill handed her two twenties and said, "That was great Jill, and that extra
show deserves a tip." Jay noticed that for the first time Bill had called his
wife Jill, and not Mrs. Williams. Of course, since he had just pulled a
string from her naked ass, formalities didn't seem appropriate. Mack said,
"Jay, I'll give you a ten percent increase in business. Now go take your wife
home and fuck her silly." Jay winced at Mr. Anderson so crudely talking about
their sex life and quickly ushered Jill from the hotel room. That night Jill
literally attacked Jay. Again she climbed on top of him and moved her hips as
if she were lap dancing. She tilted her pelvis back and forth so hard Jay
thought she was going to tear his cock out by the root. After Jay came Jill
had to retreat back to the bathroom. This time she used the wide handle of a
hair brush as a cock substitute and masturbated while lying on the bathroom
floor. She decided that she needed to buy a dildoe. But she had no idea where
to get one. Jay pretending to be asleep wondered about his wife's newly
trimmed public hair, but choose not to say anything to Jill.
The next day Jill received another call from Mr. Anderson with a very
interesting proposition. Jill was feeling good about both her performance and
getting more business for Jay's company. So she listened with interest to Mr.
Anderson's proposal. "Jilly, I called you because I don't know how Jay would
react. Simply stated, I find you very attractive, and I know that you will do
what it takes to see Jay's business succeed. I like your dancing, but the
only thing missing are some tits. If you would be willing to get some breasts
implants and continue to dance for me each month I will give Jay the 6 month
contract he wants so badly. And I'll do it at the extra 10 percent level. I
know that your finances are tight so I'm willing to pay all the costs of the
operation. I'm pretty well off, so a few thousand doesn't mean much. It would
be worth it to me to see a beautiful woman like you shaking some big hooters
in my face." Jill didn't know how to respond. She had always wished her
breasts were larger. This offer could get her the big tits she always wanted
and really help the business. She was willing to do it, but what about Jay?
After thinking for a moment, Jill responded, "I'll do Mr. Anderson, but give
me some time to work on Jay. And thanks for the offer." "No, thank you ,
Jilly. You don't mind me calling you Jilly do you? I always think of you that
way." "That's OK, Mr. Anderson", Jill replied as she hung up the phone. She
was thinking more like Jilly, the stripper, all the time.
Jill decided that she would not mention the phone call from Mr. Anderson to
Jay. She would to have the implants. She didn't really care what Jay thought.
This was for her. She would tell him that she was going to have it done,
period. Jill would not tell Jay about Mr. Anderson's involvement. When Jay
got the new long term business she would let him take credit for it. I was
decided. Later that night in bed, when Jill told Jay that she wanted breast
augmentation surgery, he objected. But Jill said that it was something that
she always wanted and that she hoped it might help improve their flagging sex
life. Jay countered that the bad situation with the lap dancing was the
problem. Jill ignored him and said that her mind was made up.
Jill had no idea who was a good plastic surgeon. So the next day, after
Shannon was in school, she drove into the city and stopped at The Gentlemen's
Club. She remember that the stripper with the beautiful body, who had danced
for Jay was named Bambi. If she could find Bambi maybe she would know a good
doctor for her boob job.
Jill was in luck! Bambi was working the lunch crowd, and business was slow.
Jill was able to catch her eye and Bambi came over to her table. "You want a
dance" , Bambi asked? " No, I need some advice", replied Jill. ""Talking or
dancing will still cost you $20." Jill pulled a $20 bill from her purse and
Bambi sat down. Jill began, "I was in here a few weeks ago with my husband,
and..." Bambi interrupted, "Yea! I remember you now, you and your husband
couldn't keep your eyes off of my tits." "That's why I'm here", Jill
continued. Jill went on to ask about breast implants. She found it easy to
talk to the Bambi and after half an hour the two felt like old friends. Jill
even admitted her recent experiences with Mr. Anderson and Bill McCurry.
Bambi said, "I have a few hour off, before the dinner crowd. Why don't you
come to my place and I'll get my Doctor's address for you. I only live a few
blocks away." Jill waited for Bambi to get dressed. She came from the
dressing room wearing a clinging short jersey red dress. The two beautiful
women, a blond with mammoth tits and a slender black haired woman walked
through the streets to Bambi's apartment.
On the way the two women were whistled at and called a variety of sexy
(sometimes crude) names by the men they passed in the street. Jill had never
had that experience before. But the way Bambi looked she could understand why
the men reacted the way they did. Jill was surprised at how nice the
apartment was and complemented Bambi. To Jill's surprise Bambi quickly pulled
off her dress and flopped down on an expensive couch. Bambi had been naked
under the dress. Jill stared open mouthed as Bambi's firm globes bounced and
settled on her chest. Bambi's pussy was completely bare. Jill got a good look
at the pink lips as Bambi nonchalantly lay on the couch with her legs askew.
"Bambi said, "sorry I hope I didn't shock you. I just like to be comfortable
at home. You don't mind do you?" Jill stammered, "No." Then Jill thinking
about the situation began to laugh. "What's so funny?" "Well, I couldn't help
but notice that you were shaved. I trimmed my self last week, and had a hell
of a time doing it. What does it feel like to be completely bald?" "First the
girls at the club shave each other, its easier, plus there are some side
benefits. You get used to the feel after awhile. We do it because the club
manager makes us. He doesn't want any unsightly hair sticking out of our
g-strings. Its great for me. I'm a natural brunette. So with my hair colored
blonde, no body can tell. Let me see how you did, I'll be happy to show you
how the girls at the club do it." With some good natured kidding from Bambi,
Jill finally removed her clothes. As Jill sat back on the couch and spread
her legs, Bambi knelt between them and closely inspected the white flesh.
Bambi reached forward and began manipulating the beautiful mound. Stretching
the skin one direction then the other, looking at the black pubic stubble.
Bambi's ministrations caused Jill to sigh gently. "You didn't use baby oil
did you? And you probably used an razor designed for your legs," Bambi
stated. Jill nodded unable to speak. "Let me show you how the pro's do it,"
said Bambi as she stood and walked seductively into her bathroom. A minute
latter she reappeared with a small bowl of water, a towel, razor and bottle
of baby oil. Jill hadn't moved and lay with the lower half of her body
hanging off the couch, will her legs still spread. Her initial unease had
vanished. She felt comfortable with Bambi . The fact that the two beautiful
women were naked and having such an intimate conversation showed how far Jill
had progressed with her own sexuality in the past month.
Bambi knelt again between Jill thighs and asked her to raise her ass off the
couch. Jill arched her back and lifted her buttocks from the couch. Her pussy
only inches from Bambi's gorgeous face. Bambi could smell Jill's musky scent
as the sex organ quivered under her nose. Bambi slid the towel onto the couch
and Jill slowly lowered herself back down. Bambi began a running commentary
as she first wet Jill's crotch with a wash cloth, then liberally poured warm
baby oil into Jill's small patch of pubic hair. The oil felt wonderful as it
ran through the black hair and began to pool in the indentation around Jill's
clit. Bambi explained that baby oil allowed for a much closer shave and how
it prevented razor burn. The razor was a special medical razor that was as
sharp as a scalpel. They were more expensive than regular razors but worth it
for the sensitive area. Bambi bought hers from a medical supply store. As she
explained Bambi had begun massaging the oil all over Jill's groin. Jill laid
her head back on the couch, closed her eyes and gave herself over to the warm
feelings. Bambi's practiced fingers slipped across and through the furrows
off Jill's clam shell shaped pussy. Not surprisingly, Jill began to moan. Her
wetness began to seep from her slit and mingle with the oil on her vulva.
Bambi stopped and taking the razor gently pushed Jill's mound to one side and
beginning where her thigh creased into her groin. She used long delicate
razor strokes to remove Jill's stubble. The re-shave continued, as Jill's
breath became more and more ragged. Bambi finished the area the Jill had
shaved earlier. "Should I stop," Bambi asked? Jill replied in a croaking
voice "No, don't stop, don't ever stop." Bambi smiled to herself and went
about the task of removing all of Jill's black pubic hair.
When she was finished Bambi gently wiped Jill with the washcloth, then slowly
lowered her mouth to Jill's bald cunt. Jill never moved as the tip of the
soft pink tongue gently ran up and down the entire length of Jill's slit. But
as Bambi used her tongue to split Jill's pussy lips, Jill raised her legs
over Bambi's shoulders. Trapping the strippers head she drew Bambi deeply
into her. Jill had never felt anything like it before. Surely only another
woman could eat her with such tenderness and knowledge. Jill quickly lost all
sense of time and space. In her mind she became one large, quivering wet,
piece of cunt flesh.
When Jill had her orgasm, it was unlike she had ever had. Intense, but with a
spreading warmth. Different than the orgasm she had from her husband's
stabbing penis. Bambi disengaged from Jill. Jill cringed momentarily from the
loss. Then she realized what she had done. Bambi saw her apprehension, and
smiled up at Jill's flushed face. "That was your first time with a woman,
wasn't it," Bambi asked? Jill nodded her head and turned her face away,
embarrassed. "That's OK, you are very beautiful. This doesn't mean that your
a lesbian. I'm not a lesbian. But after you work in a strip club for a while
it become natural. Most of the girls enjoy each other. This usually happens
when we have a shaving party. We are always tender with each other. We need
it after being grabbed by a bunch of dirty old men every night. To the girls
at the club it just means that we are there for each other. It feels good
too", whispered Bambi. "Look I have some oil on my face from eating you. I
need to fix my make-up. Come-on to the bathroom and I'll show you how to
apply runway stripper make-up." Bambi helped Jill to her feet, then with an
arm tenderly placed around Jill waist she led Jill, whose legs were still
wobbly, to the bath room. Jill and Bambi stood in front of a large, well lit,
mirror. Jill looked and did not she herself, but two very sexy and beautiful
women. Bambi showed her how to apply the heavy stripper make up. Soon the two
were joking like two school girls at a slumber party. Jill was transformed,
she still looked somewhat innocent, but the make- up made her lips look like
they were inviting a hard cock between them, and her eyes were now
smoldering, with an intense 'come hither' look. Her black hair was teased
into fullness and resembled a black frame around her face. "Jill when you get
your boob job, have the doctor inject your lips, yours are a bit thin and
lipstick can only do so much. Men really get-off on pouty lips, and so do I,"
said Bambi.
The women got dressed, but Bambi told Jill to leave her panties off so as not
to irritate her freshly shorn pussy. Bambi gave a business card to Jill. On
it was the address of the "Women's Plastic Surgery Center." The two women
left the apartment and walked back to the club. This trip Jill felt
deliciously naughty as the breeze on the street caressed her naked pussy
under her skirt. Jill was thrilled when she received even more catcalls from
men then Bambi did. Bambi said it was because Jill looked and felt like a sex
object and it came through in the way she moved down the street. Whatever the
reason Jill reveled in the crude male attention, and she felt herself getting
wet. Jilly and Bambi walking down the street. Jill didn't even realize how
she was slipping back and forth between the two personalities of Jill, wife
and mother, and Jilly, lap dancer. At the club Jill hugged Bambi and said
that she would call when she came back to medical center. Before Jill left
Bambi gave her one of her old g-strings, and promised with a laugh that the
crotch would not come loose.
On the way home to pick up Her daughter Shannon, Jill slipped back into her
Jill personality. She stopped at a gas station rest room to remove the heavy
make-up from her face and comb out her hair.. Back at home that evening all
was normal. Jay never even noticed her bald pussy.
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