Jeff
Jeff Gant sat in the semi-darkness of "Pete's Pleasure Palace" watching the slightly chubby, naked young woman pick up her scant clothing and put it back on. As she adjusted her bra straps Jeff took another furtive glance at the third table to his right. The extremely thin young woman with the large nose still sat there, watching the same girl dress. She had come in with a short, cute, well built, blond who had sat at the same table for a while. They had been joined by one of the other dancers, Desiree, and then the cute one had left for the VIP suite with Desiree and some guy. Now the skinny brunette sat by herself. Jeff kept hoping she'd be called up the stage where they'd announce her name and he could watch as she stripped naked. Most skinny girls had no thighs and their cunts were fully exposed between their legs. And the fleshy pillows of the cunt would contrast with the rest of their body. Jeff loved seeing that. In response to his thoughts his cock was sending signals of pleasure and desire back to his brain.
Normally when Jeff came to Pete's he would sit at the stage and throw dollar bills to the dancer. That would get him close-up views and, with some dancers, even a quick feel. But today he had only a couple hundred dollars. He knew that if he tipped at the stage he wouldn't be able to get a dancer back for a nude VIP dance. Almost anything was possible back in the VIP rooms.
Jeff knew how this worked. If the dancer wouldn't come to you, you went to the dancer. He rose from his chair as a slightly chubby but very cute young woman began her dance on the stage.
Sally hadn't noticed Jeff and didn't see him get up. A couple of days ago Sally's friend, Sarah, had announced she wanted to be a stripper and they had come here, to "Pete's Pleasure Palace" where Maylee who had been head cheerleader when Sarah was in high school danced under the name "Desiree". Sarah had gone into the back "VIP" rooms with Maylee/Desiree with some guy, leaving Sally by herself.
Sally watched the chubby woman on stage spread her legs, pull her panties to the side and rub her privates in front of a guy who had just tossed a few bills in front of her.
Jeff sat down next to her, "I'd like a dance with you."
"What?" Sally, startled, wasn't sure what he meant.
"A private dance? A VIP?"
She realized he thought she was one of the dancers. "
Didn't he notice I'm not wearing lingerie?
" she wondered. "I'm not one of the dancers here," she told him.
As he got up to leave she had a thought. This might be her opportunity to check out a VIP dance. "Just a minute," she said and he sat back down. "I think we may be able to go back with one of the dancers if you want."
"Sounds good. Which dancer?"
Earlier, Sally had been fascinated by "Lily", a slim, slightly Asian looking dancer with an amazing tattoo. Unlike most of the other women, her dancing was sensual and she made good use of the pole, jumping on it and sliding slowly down. The tattoo could only be fully appreciated when she was completely naked. it was a green leafy vine with red and purple flowers. It seemed to grow out of her genitals and it wrapped around her left waist, ending at her right shoulder blade. A branch left the main vine and wrapped around her modest sized left breast with a tendril wrapping around her nipple, as if to hold the vine in place there.
There was a sparkling glint from the slit where the vine began and as Lily spread her legs in dance Sally had seen a diamond piercing at her clit. The whole effect was mesmerizing. After dancing, Lily spent quite a bit of time talking to one of the guys at the stage as she picked up his tip and after she left the stage the two of them walked to an area partitioned off from the rest of the club where Lily had done a lot of movement on the guy's lap. Looking around, Sally saw Lily sitting by herself. She wanted to see more of her body, maybe ask about the tattoo and piercing.
She answered the guy, "Lily," she pointed her out. Remembering what Desiree had told the guy she had taken to the VIP with Sarah she said, "Oh, this will cost you more that the usual amount." she told him.
He'd been back with Lily before and had always spent more than he wanted with her. He felt his wallet, wondering exactly how much he had brought. "How much?"
"We'll have to talk to Lily about that. Wait here." she got up and walked over to Lily.
Lily
Lily watched her approach. Sally wasn't sure how to begin but nervously just waded in. "Lily, there's a guy over there who wants to go in the VIP room with me."
She had a high pitched voice. "You can't do that. You could talk to the manager but I don't think he'll let you do it."
"I know that. Can't we go back with you?"
"Sure but there's a couple's price: $200, instead of $120."
"He knows it'll cost more. I'm here at the request of 'Desiree,' she just took my friend back and she only charged the guy $150."
"Well for a friend she might do that but the club's going to expect she charged $200. She'll have to pay. I don't know you."
"How about you come talk to the guy. He has to pay, not me. I just want to see what it's like in the VIP room."
"Sure, I'm always up for a dance."
Sally led her over and as soon as they got to the table Lily said, "
Jeff
! What are you doing coming to this girl instead of me?"
She sat down next to him and began stroking his thigh all the way up to his crotch. Sally could see a thickening in his pants.
Jeff felt a bit embarrassed and confessed, "Well, you know I like to try out the new talent."
"Yes, Jeff, I know," she made a sad face. "Usually you at least wait for them to show you what they've got on stage."
"She didn't seem to ever be getting up there."
"That's because she's not a dancer, Jeff. How many of us wear jeans and blouses?"