You lean over to whisper to Kelly. "Put a dollar bill on the stage right in front of you," you tell her. "That way, she knows you want a closer look."
Kelly nods and pulls out a single. Sapphire notices and saunters over, slipping down onto her hands and knees right in front of Kelly, who smiles bashfully.
"Hi, honey," Sapphire says with a saucy wink. She cups both tits with her hands and pushes them up inches away from Kelly's face, them gives them a little giggle. Kelly goes red with embarrassment (or some other emotion perhaps) and seems to be fighting to keep from putting her own hands on the stripper's body. Even with her lack of experience, she knows that touching isn't allowed.
But some things are allowed and Sapphire gives Kelly an even closer view by putting both her hands on your date's shoulders and rocking herself back and forth, letting her heavy tits swing with the motion. A few of the guys around the stage whistle and cheer, enjoying the unexpected girl-on-girl show.
After a little more close-quarters gyrating, which is intently watched by all the men at the stage, Sapphire backs up a bit and pulls the string of her panties out. Kelly slips the dollar inside, and Sapphire moves on with a smile.
"That was... different," Kelly says, her cheeks still flushed.
"Kind of fun, though?" you ask.
"Mm-hm," Kelly responds. "I just wish it didn't have to be so quick."
"Want to get to know her a little better?" you ask. "Sometimes, if you offer to buy the girls a drink, they'll sit with you at your table between dances."
"What?" Kelly responds, momentarily distracted as Sapphire flips her panties off in her direction.
Before you can repeat yourself, the guy next to you taps you on the shoulder. "Hey, buddy," he says. "Don't take this the wrong way, but me and my friends all decided that we'll pitch in to get your date a lap dance if she'll do it on stage. We're having a bachelor party, and this would make it kind of memorable. You gotta admit, it's pretty fuckin' hot watching a stripper work on another girl."
Again, before you can respond, Kelly tugs your sleeve. "What were you saying before?" she asks. "Something about getting to know her better." |