Bianca’s Dance
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“Cheap whiskey, I think,” Connie said. “Are we going to bitch about my choice in alcohol or are we going to get back to the story.”
Jessica rolled her eyes and took a more measured sip of the drink. The second sip was far more pleasant than the first. Bianca got back to the story. “So anyway, there was an unattractive guy who was very big, and I hadn’t talked to him because I thought there was already one of the strippers there with him but when I got close I could tell I was wrong. He was very wealthy from the look of his suit and his Rolex, and she wasn’t a stripper. She was clearly there because he was rich and he could afford her.”
“Gold diggers,” Connie said.
“Yeah, but he was really nice, actually. He called me over and when I got there he told me when I gave the men lap dances, it didn’t look like I was faking. He said he hoped I never got jaded. Then—and this was part of why I thought he was nice—he said he had a request as long as it wouldn’t offend me. He wanted me to give his wife a lap dance. I thought, why not? She was the only really good looking person there, and I thought it might be fun, you know. So he actually rented a private room for us, it was curtained off from the rest of the club.
“We got in there and I looked around waiting for him, and the girl said he wasn’t coming. This was a gift for her. Of course she could tell I was shocked and she kind of laughed at me and said, ‘Rich guy wants to see his trophy wife with another girl but then doesn’t watch. It doesn’t make sense, right?’ So I’m really embarrassed but she tells me not to feel bad because she’d probably think the same thing. Then, she explained that she was even richer than him and they were childhood sweethearts. She said she’s loved him since they were eleven or twelve and it never had to do with his looks at all. She was an heiress. His fortune was self-made. She was pretty sure he became a millionaire just so people wouldn’t think he was the trophy.”
“No way,” Rebecca said. “That’s amazing.”
Bianca nodded. “She ended up being really, really nice and we talked for a while until she finally said, ‘You’re not like any stripper I’ve ever met.’ So then the whole story came out about us daring each other to be adventurous and stuff and she said it was the sexiest thing she’d ever heard in her life. You know how sometimes you just get turned on by someone you never would have thought you’d find attractive?”
“Of course,” Connie said. Bianca also chimed in with her assent. Jessica nodded as well.
“So suddenly I was really turned on by Aggie. Not Maggie. Aggie, Agatha. So I gave her a lap dance and I could tell she wanted to touch me but she was holding back. I whispered that I was only working this shift so not to worry about any rules. She grabbed my boobs and squeezed them and rubbed and then she put her hand under my shirt. I unhooked my bra so she could get under it. It was so damned amazing, actually. I mean, I’d never done that with another girl except, you know, joking like at a party or something.”
Jessica remembered Bianca telling her about this before but there wasn’t nearly as much… what was the word? Atmosphere? She felt a lot more aroused by the telling now than she had when Bianca talked about it with just the two of them.
Bianca said, “So I was really getting turned on, and that was weird because I’m the kind of girl who has an orgasm and then can go days without getting horny, you know, and—”
“Wait!” Rebecca said. “You came when you fucked that guy?”
Bianca’s face got ashen white and then bright red. Connie said, “Didn’t you watch the video?”
“Go on, Nat,” Jessica said.
“Anyway. So she took my words to heart because she lifted up my shirt and as I gave her the lap dance she pinched my nipples and massaged my breasts and then later, she sucked on them and licked them and bit them.”
“Oh my God!” Connie said. “You total slag! You fucked a guy and a girl?”
Rebecca didn’t blush this time. She said, “My God, the biggest slag among us is going to judge me?”
Connie shrugged. “It’s a fair cop.”
“And I didn’t fuck her,” Bianca said. “She just played with my boobs and after a while told me it was wonderful and she had to get back to her husband. I was so horny! I almost told her off for stopping.” Everyone laughed and Bianca said, “Okay, I didn’t really almost tell her off.” Everyone laughed a lot louder.
“Well, they paid me and it was more for that lap dance with her than it was for all the others combined. Actually, it was more than five times as much as the others combined. Sure, I did her lap dance for about three times as long as anyone else’s but they were still really, really generous.” She reached into her purse and pulled out a stack of notes. She put them on the coffee table and Jessica watched Rebecca and Connie stare in wonder.
“How do I become a stripper?” Connie asked.
There was some laughter and Bianca seemed ready to say more but then said, “So let’s have some drinks and then embarrass Connie.”
Jessica smiled. Bianca was holding back. Jessica knew that she was so turned on by the dance with the girl that she fucked the first guy who paid for a lap dance. Jessica wondered if she would have said something about it if Connie hadn’t made that comment. Bianca caught her eye and smiled sheepishly. Jessica smiled, winked and blew her a kiss.
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