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Josie goes bar hopping ? by: Josie girlyc
My wife decided she wanted to go to a new place with her 'girlfriend'.
Of course during the day I had to model several outfits before she
decided which one to put me in. I was wearing a short light green
skirt, with a floral pattern. It was about mid-thigh in length. Sheer
suntan pantyhose, white pumps, about 3 inches high. A white ribbed top,
round collar, white purse, white long seashell earrings, and gold
studs. A woman's watch and 2 rings, a series of gold bracelets and have
Course full make-up and in my normal Josie hairdo. My nails have been
in a French manicure which I've been instructed to maintain for the
summer.
In the city where I live there is a strip, probably there's a strip in
every major city, where all the 'clubs' are located. There are various
dances, pickup, live music places all along this road. There is a bar
called the 'Warehouse' and inside is another bar called 'The Cave'.
My wife and I walk out and of course the car is parked blocks away so I
have to walk with her to the car .All I hear is my heels and hers
clicking on the sidewalk, some cars slow up and beep because we both
are dressed to show off, I'm really getting worried. We get to the car,
my wife is driving of course and is giggling and telling me that I had
better be extra 'girly' tonight because she is taking me to a special
place.
As we pull up to the 'Warehouse', there is a valet service the guys
open both of our doors and says, "WECOME LADIES". I always feel
embarrassed when someone says that. There are lots of cars and plenty
of people but they are all women, and dressed in heels and skirts like
me. Then I realize its Saturday and this bar inside the 'Warehouse'
called the 'Cave' has MALE STRIPPERS every Saturday night and only
women are allowed into that bar. My wife says out loud so the valet
will hear, "This is going to be great Girlfriend, I hope you brought
enough dollars to put down their crotches."
I try to whisper to her that I'm nervous and what if I don't pass. My
wife laughs and says," You look more like a woman then half the real
women here, and that's your problem, just start wiggling girl."
There is a line we get in it and start to walk pass the male bouncers,
every one of them is checking out every woman. They are clearly looking
up and down each girl as she walks pass, goes up to the cashier window
and get s a ticket. I feel every guy is checking me out, I try not to
look at the bouncers, try not to make eye contact and am walking and
standing as femininely as possible. My wife starts to talk to me as we
stroll by so that I blend in, she starts to talk to the women standing
in front of us so that we all look like a group of 'girls' going
together. In all the giggling I manage to slide pass and really no one
seems to notice. So I once again realize how far my wife has taken me,
with the arched, pencil thin brows, pierced holes in each ear, frosted
blond hair, shaved and corseted. With permanent nails and perched on
white pumps.
The show at this bar runs from 10 till 12 midnight. Once the show
starts and all the women are inside the 'Cave Bar', its open to anyone.
of course all the males show up and hang out just prior to midnight so
they will get a bevy of horny woman to choose from as they enter the
'Warehouse' bar.
In the 'Cave' it's a regular looking bar with a stage. There are male
waiters dressed in g-strings. All the women giggle, some shreech, and
of course make comments about all the 'bodes' for display. Each show
has a series of male strippers wearing various outfits. One in a cop
uniform, one as a construction worker, one in doctors outfitted. Of
course the result is all the same they dance down to a g-string. Dance
with pillows, pulling off the g-string behind these pillows. The wild
charge into the audience with all these screaming women, sticking money
in their crotch, or between their asses.
I had to be as close to the front as possible and act as any other
woman would, I was dying sticking these dollar bills in this g-strings
and goggling at these males. I couldn't help but think I used to be a
male once, now look at what I have to do. Then my wife had one of the
waiters perform a couch dance for us and I had to watch my wife act
like a horny crazed woman with me acting the same way. The male dancer
put his crotch up to my face, gyrated his hips on me and I had to
giggle and scream like a horny woman. My wife told me I had to do what
she did or I would be 'punished' when we got home.
It is extremely humiliating to put a dollar bill in your mouth, and
stick it down a man's g-string as he pulsates his hips into your face.
There is my wife standing there yelling, "Go for it girl," "Thata
girl."
When the show as over and we were let into the other bar, and we were
then descended upon by all these males waiting outside to pick you up.
As you walked out you felt like a piece of meat on display as all these
males just watched you walk into the 'Warehouse' bar. These two guys
asked us to dance and of course my wife accepted for us. "We would love
to."
Dan and Mark were their names, I was dancing with Mark, a computer
salesman who talked about himself and had bad breath. When we went to
the bathroom to 'freshen up', I pleaded in a soft whisper to my wife to
please let me go home. This really has been enough for one night. She
teased me by saying, "I would love to see you give Mark a blowjob,
Josie dear, but it will cost you if you really want to leave and go
home."
I knew I would have to agree to a new humiliation instead of the
ultimate one of sucking this guy's penis. So we went home slipped out
of the bar and got our car. Listened to the valet ask, "How did you
ladies like the show?"
The next Sunday I looked down on the bed and saw the one-piece bathing
suit I would have to wear. Without a word I put it on and went down to
the Community Condo Pool. Dressed in a one-piece woman 's bathing suit.
With dark blue background, large light blue flowers on the front. It
was scooped low in the back, with strings tied from the front in a
little bow behind my neck. My wife told me that this is how I would
spend the day. This was my alternative to staying at the bar, I would
have to sun myself all day here at this pool with dozens of people
around.
I would have to be sure that the string running up the front of my suit
would be 'tanned' onto my body, along with the back lines of the suit
when I turned over. I would have to paint my toenails in public so
everyone could see as I sat on the lounge chair. And I would have to go
swimming in the pool of course not gets my hairdo wet. I had to wear a
'cover-up' to the pool and clear Acrylic heels (MULES) on my feet. I
was a long Sunday for me. Josie.
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