First time Stripping

When I first got married, I went to strip clubs periodically. My, then wife, wondered aloud what the attraction was. I suggested she see for herself. We decided to go on amateur nignt so the intimidation factor would not be as bad (her idea). She really did not have to worry. She was about 5'1" and weighed about 110 lbs. Her breasts were not large; however, they fit her diminutive shape.
Anyway, we showed up at the club at about 8. On amateur night, they still had pros for the first part of the evening. They used that time to sign up the amateur contestants. We watched for a while. My wife was shocked when they ended up full nude. She wondered aloud, "how can they do that?" I explained that for some, it was necessary to earn money. For others, they just liked it when men went crazy as they took off their clothes; they are real exhibitionists. For the amateurs, it was the $500 prize for being the nights favorite. It was also $200 for second and $100 for third. We watched a few more dancers. I suggested my wife try it. She looked at me like I had three heads.
Finally, they started the procession of amateurs. They varied in size, looks and dancing ability. However, everyone cheered for everyone. All of a sudden, I saw my wife rise and go to the back with not a word to me. I figured bathroom break.
After about 30 minutes, I thought she might have been offended, and waited outside. After a couple more girls, I started to worry. The next thing you know, I hear her name over the loud speaker. I felt like I must have misheard it. The music started to play; I looked at the stage and sure enough it was her. Apparently the courage she felt when she went up, was slowly dissipating; she looked nervous. As soon as she stepped on stage the crowd went nuts. That helped a little.
She started dancing. She did that for about 2 minutes. She had not taken anything off yet. Then to rouse up the crowd, she started to unbutton her blouse. She untucked it, keeping it closed. When it was completely out, she spread her arm wide and displayed her lacy bra. She removed the blouse and tossed aside. That is as naked as she had been for anybody but me.
She started to move a little more and started to unzip her skirt. Presently, my mouth was getting a little dry; I ordered a beer. Now she slowly slid her skirt down. No slip, no stockings, only her red thong. There she was standing on stage in front of a couple hundred people, in her underwear. I noticed she wasn't quite so nervous, and she definitely loved the attention. I watched her dance around in her underwear a while; flaunting her cute little butt that was exposed in the thong, Her bra unfastened in the front, so coyly she placed her hands on the fastener She unhooked it, but did not immediately expose her tits, There were some quick peek-a-boo moves to heighten the anticipation, then finally, arms flung wide and her tits were free. The crowd went wild. Shoes and thong were all that was left of her clothes. She teased the audience by slowly removing her shoes. I never quite felt a girl, or anyone was naked with shoes on. Dumb, I know.
After dancing a while her thumbs found their way to her waist band, playing with each side, down and up. Then with a flourish off they went. There she stood in all her glory, completely nude. Now more dancing, and then she laid on the stage, legs toward the audience. Suddenly, she pointed both legs in the air, and spread her legs all the way to the floor. Flashing her pussy was totally unexpected. She got up did a few squats and leg spreads and left the stage to raucous applause. She came back to our table without even dressing. The moderator got up to announce the winners. To make a long story short. she came in third. She showed no disappointment; she thought she might try again. She said it was great. Her feeling was that there might be no more exhilarating emotion that standing completely naked in the front of a bunch of screaming, appreciative people. After collecting her $100 we headed out; her still naked.
Oh...the sex that night was amazing.

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