This time, the story is from her.
We were about to celebrate our first Christmas as a married couple, and I wanted to give him a present that would be remembered forever. As I was mulling over the possibilities, it occurred to me that “remembered” was the key to my selection. I could give him a memory. Something he'd never forget. He talked about how excited he'd been, the first night he'd seen me dance in a public club, which was only a few months ago. I was now dancing full time, so I wondered about how I could top that for him. And then it hit me, so I made preparations for later that evening.
When he came home from work in the late afternoon, I asked him if he was ready for his Christmas present. It was Christmas Eve and we usually opened our gifts so we could sleep in the next morning. He said sure, now was just fine. We ate a light supper first, then put up the dishes. He went to sit in his recliner in the living room. I went to the front closet and got his jacket and mine, walking back into the living room where I tossed his on his lap as I put mine on. He looked at me questioningly, and I said we had to take a little ride to the store.
We drove a few miles from our apartment to a large, and believe it or not, a very classy adult book store. I had called the store earlier and discussed what I had in mind with the clerk on duty. He said it was pretty quiet because of the holiday and that he could use a little excitement in the place. When we arrived, Shadow was still puzzled about what was going on, but he was obviously game for whatever was to come. We went into the store where I told him to browse around for a few minutes while I took care of something. He agreed and wandered off to look the place over.
I went over to the clerk, told him who I was and asked if he had my things ready for me. He looked me over and was obviously pleased at what he saw, then told me that the only really private area was behind the counter, in the small storage room. I said that would be okay and took the sack he gave me into the room. There were four or five guys in the main part of the store where Shadow was at and, in a side area that held quarter peepshows, another half dozen or so, although we didn’t know that at first. Pretty busy, actually, considering that it was Christmas eve.
The bag contained a Christmasy costume that the clerk had pulled out of the lingerie inventory the store carried. A fire red baby doll top and a pair of French cut bikini panties of the same material. The top and the panties were totally, and I mean totally see-through, trimmed with white fur. I had my candy apple high heels with me, and when I was ready, I whispered through the door of the little room, for the clerk to call Shadow.
I heard the clerk’s voice over the PA system as he called to Shadow to come to the front counter. A few seconds later, I heard the clerk say, “Stand over there. She’ll be right out.”
A few seconds later, I heard music begin from a cassette tape I had given the clerk. The Doors singing “Love Me Two Times” which was one of Shadow’s Oldie favorites. I opened the door, pranced out in front of the counter and began to dance in front of Shadow.
He was looking totally surprised, but very pleased as he scanned my costume and the way I was dancing for him. When I turned towards the counter, the clerk was really getting into looking at what the costume didn't hide and I grinned to let him know I appreciated his attention. Almost immediately, the other guys in the store came up to the front so they could watch me perform. That was obviously just fine with Shadow. I liked it too. I always do good when there is a crowd to get naked for.
When I saw three or four more guys come out of the other area and join the crowd, all I could think of was that this was working out far beyond what I had planned. I had figured on the clerk, Shadow, maybe one or two guys, because it was Christmas Eve. Here I was, dancing for nearly ten guys and my husband. It was pretty obvious that everyone was having a great time.
When the tune ended, there was lots of clapping and calls of "all right" coming from the guys.
We were about to celebrate our first Christmas as a married couple, and I wanted to give him a present that would be remembered forever. As I was mulling over the possibilities, it occurred to me that “remembered” was the key to my selection. I could give him a memory. Something he'd never forget. He talked about how excited he'd been, the first night he'd seen me dance in a public club, which was only a few months ago. I was now dancing full time, so I wondered about how I could top that for him. And then it hit me, so I made preparations for later that evening.
When he came home from work in the late afternoon, I asked him if he was ready for his Christmas present. It was Christmas Eve and we usually opened our gifts so we could sleep in the next morning. He said sure, now was just fine. We ate a light supper first, then put up the dishes. He went to sit in his recliner in the living room. I went to the front closet and got his jacket and mine, walking back into the living room where I tossed his on his lap as I put mine on. He looked at me questioningly, and I said we had to take a little ride to the store.
We drove a few miles from our apartment to a large, and believe it or not, a very classy adult book store. I had called the store earlier and discussed what I had in mind with the clerk on duty. He said it was pretty quiet because of the holiday and that he could use a little excitement in the place. When we arrived, Shadow was still puzzled about what was going on, but he was obviously game for whatever was to come. We went into the store where I told him to browse around for a few minutes while I took care of something. He agreed and wandered off to look the place over.
I went over to the clerk, told him who I was and asked if he had my things ready for me. He looked me over and was obviously pleased at what he saw, then told me that the only really private area was behind the counter, in the small storage room. I said that would be okay and took the sack he gave me into the room. There were four or five guys in the main part of the store where Shadow was at and, in a side area that held quarter peepshows, another half dozen or so, although we didn’t know that at first. Pretty busy, actually, considering that it was Christmas eve.
The bag contained a Christmasy costume that the clerk had pulled out of the lingerie inventory the store carried. A fire red baby doll top and a pair of French cut bikini panties of the same material. The top and the panties were totally, and I mean totally see-through, trimmed with white fur. I had my candy apple high heels with me, and when I was ready, I whispered through the door of the little room, for the clerk to call Shadow.
I heard the clerk’s voice over the PA system as he called to Shadow to come to the front counter. A few seconds later, I heard the clerk say, “Stand over there. She’ll be right out.”
A few seconds later, I heard music begin from a cassette tape I had given the clerk. The Doors singing “Love Me Two Times” which was one of Shadow’s Oldie favorites. I opened the door, pranced out in front of the counter and began to dance in front of Shadow.
He was looking totally surprised, but very pleased as he scanned my costume and the way I was dancing for him. When I turned towards the counter, the clerk was really getting into looking at what the costume didn't hide and I grinned to let him know I appreciated his attention. Almost immediately, the other guys in the store came up to the front so they could watch me perform. That was obviously just fine with Shadow. I liked it too. I always do good when there is a crowd to get naked for.
When I saw three or four more guys come out of the other area and join the crowd, all I could think of was that this was working out far beyond what I had planned. I had figured on the clerk, Shadow, maybe one or two guys, because it was Christmas Eve. Here I was, dancing for nearly ten guys and my husband. It was pretty obvious that everyone was having a great time.
When the tune ended, there was lots of clapping and calls of "all right" coming from the guys.
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Shadow, of course, was absolutely turned on, but very quiet. I walked over and kissed him on the cheek, then nodded at the clerk to start the music again.
The next song was by the Cars, called “Shake it Up”. When I did this in the club it always went over well because I did a lot of moves that bounced my tits, and some serious bumping and grinding that I had been told looked like I was fucking the Invisible Man. I was beginning to sweat, so I reached up and pulled open the tie that held the top together, then slipped it off, tossing it to the clerk. Wearing just the see-through bottom, and my heels, I began to dance to each guy in the crowd, watching them look at my tits or my snatch, or both.
If I saw interest in a particular part, that is what I emphasized before moving to the next guy. During this number I deliberately stayed away from Shadow, although I kept peeking at him and grinning to be sure he knew this was all for him. When the music ended and the gang had quieted down again. I walked over to Shadow, kissed him hard with my arms around his neck and his around my waist, squeezing my ass.
The third song was a very heavy-beat oldie called “Rock & Roll Part II”, Shadow’s all-time favorite for me to dance to. I was leaning against him, smiling at him when it started. I looked into his eyes and said, “Now?”
As he pulled open the ties to my panties, he said in a husky voice, “RIGHT now!”
I backed away from him, now completely naked except for my heels and, staring at him, I began to hump my pussy at him while the other guys watched intently. With my feet spread apart, my knees bent, and my hands on my tits, I humped and squeezed and did everything I could think of to make him hard, and I could see that it was working. I straightened up and moved directly in front of him, taking his hand and putting it down on my pussy. I proceeded to hold his wrist and hump his hand, and he accommodated me by putting his middle finger into my snatch.
Then I backed away from him, danced over to another guy who I figured was a tit man, and squeezed my tits while he watched. Then I reached out and took his hands and put them on my tits. While he massaged them and rubbed his thumbs on my nipples, I humped against his crotch. I believe he had a pickle in his pocket, to tell the truth. I gave him a peck on the cheek and moved to the middle of the area in which I was dancing just as the music ended. It took a little time for them to get around to the applause and noise this time, but when they finally started it was very loud and just great.
I stood there, chatting with the guys while Shadow watched them looking at my body. I moved, ran my hands over my tits and made it obvious that I was turned on and couldn't keep from touching myself.
One of the guys asked me to sign a copy of a popular men's magazine, which caught me off guard. I signed it, “from the naked pussy at the porn shop,” then put a lipstick kiss on it with the little bit of lipstick I had left. He was pleased and thanked me for the show, and the autograph.
I walked behind the counter and told the clerk that I would buy the outfit he'd loaned me, then squeezed his very hard cock through his jeans. He grinned, humped against my hand as he groped my tits, and said not to worry about it. The outfit was free. I went into the room, retrieved my clothes and put on the red outfit again. When I walked out front, I tossed my clothes to Shadow, gave the clerk a peck on the cheek, and we walked out to the parking lot to our car.
I was wearing just the outfit when we went through a fast food place on the way home, and when I walked from the parking lot to our apartment. As we entered the courtyard to go to our apartment, we passed a young guy who obviously enjoyed what I was showing, as he remarked “Guess we know what he's getting for Christmas.”
I heard Shadow chuckle behind me and I was grinning.
Did we? Most of the night - with a few naps, snacks and lots of enthusiasm.
Did the “memory” thing work? Every year, on Christmas Eve, he asks me what time we're heading for the store, so I would pretty much say...., yeah. It worked.
Merry Christmas!
The next song was by the Cars, called “Shake it Up”. When I did this in the club it always went over well because I did a lot of moves that bounced my tits, and some serious bumping and grinding that I had been told looked like I was fucking the Invisible Man. I was beginning to sweat, so I reached up and pulled open the tie that held the top together, then slipped it off, tossing it to the clerk. Wearing just the see-through bottom, and my heels, I began to dance to each guy in the crowd, watching them look at my tits or my snatch, or both.
If I saw interest in a particular part, that is what I emphasized before moving to the next guy. During this number I deliberately stayed away from Shadow, although I kept peeking at him and grinning to be sure he knew this was all for him. When the music ended and the gang had quieted down again. I walked over to Shadow, kissed him hard with my arms around his neck and his around my waist, squeezing my ass.
The third song was a very heavy-beat oldie called “Rock & Roll Part II”, Shadow’s all-time favorite for me to dance to. I was leaning against him, smiling at him when it started. I looked into his eyes and said, “Now?”
As he pulled open the ties to my panties, he said in a husky voice, “RIGHT now!”
I backed away from him, now completely naked except for my heels and, staring at him, I began to hump my pussy at him while the other guys watched intently. With my feet spread apart, my knees bent, and my hands on my tits, I humped and squeezed and did everything I could think of to make him hard, and I could see that it was working. I straightened up and moved directly in front of him, taking his hand and putting it down on my pussy. I proceeded to hold his wrist and hump his hand, and he accommodated me by putting his middle finger into my snatch.
Then I backed away from him, danced over to another guy who I figured was a tit man, and squeezed my tits while he watched. Then I reached out and took his hands and put them on my tits. While he massaged them and rubbed his thumbs on my nipples, I humped against his crotch. I believe he had a pickle in his pocket, to tell the truth. I gave him a peck on the cheek and moved to the middle of the area in which I was dancing just as the music ended. It took a little time for them to get around to the applause and noise this time, but when they finally started it was very loud and just great.
I stood there, chatting with the guys while Shadow watched them looking at my body. I moved, ran my hands over my tits and made it obvious that I was turned on and couldn't keep from touching myself.
One of the guys asked me to sign a copy of a popular men's magazine, which caught me off guard. I signed it, “from the naked pussy at the porn shop,” then put a lipstick kiss on it with the little bit of lipstick I had left. He was pleased and thanked me for the show, and the autograph.
I walked behind the counter and told the clerk that I would buy the outfit he'd loaned me, then squeezed his very hard cock through his jeans. He grinned, humped against my hand as he groped my tits, and said not to worry about it. The outfit was free. I went into the room, retrieved my clothes and put on the red outfit again. When I walked out front, I tossed my clothes to Shadow, gave the clerk a peck on the cheek, and we walked out to the parking lot to our car.
I was wearing just the outfit when we went through a fast food place on the way home, and when I walked from the parking lot to our apartment. As we entered the courtyard to go to our apartment, we passed a young guy who obviously enjoyed what I was showing, as he remarked “Guess we know what he's getting for Christmas.”
I heard Shadow chuckle behind me and I was grinning.
Did we? Most of the night - with a few naps, snacks and lots of enthusiasm.
Did the “memory” thing work? Every year, on Christmas Eve, he asks me what time we're heading for the store, so I would pretty much say...., yeah. It worked.
Merry Christmas!
