Subject: Jane Ward - Stripping for My Husband's Family
Written by: Jane Ward <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Sent: Sunday, September 9, 2007 7:15:26 PM

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Hi Kelly, 
 
Jerry took me to meet his family as planned.  We had a lovely visit and I really 
believe they have accepted me.  I know I am thrilled with them.  Even if his dad 
couldn't keep his eyes off of me.  OK, once I noticed him looking, when no one 
else was watching, I did start to encourage him just a little.   Have to mark 
that for future reference.  :) 
 
He has a brother and a sister.  Jerry is the oldest and the sister is the 
youngest.  When I was alone with his sister Jill later, out on the porch swing,  
we did a lot of the usual girl talk.  She is very sweet, and quite pretty.  Once 
we were somewhat acquainted, she confided in me that Jerry had been the first to 
fuck her when she was only eleven and he was sixteen.  That's her interpretation 
of the age.  She said she wanted me to know, because even though they hadn't 
been together in several years, she does want him to do it again sometime.  She 
wanted to know how I felt about that, and she wouldn't do it if it would upset 
me, or hurt my relationship with her brother.  I surprised her right back, "Can 
I watch?"  Giggling like a school girl, "I take that as approval, then.  Thank 
you.  I think it would be thrilling for you to watch us.  I've never had anyone 
watch me being fucked before."   I asked if we should call him out here now?  
More giggling.  It came out that Celia knew that he fucked his sister a couple 
of times after they were married, and was okay with it.  I like Celia more and 
more.   
 
After they had left, I was talking with Jerry's mother as the two of us cleared 
up the kitchen.  She asked me to call her Anna.  After getting acquainted, I 
asked her to tell me more about Celia.  I told her that Jerry was such a 
gentleman that he stopped talking about her once we started to get serious about 
each other.   I told her that I am hoping he will open up and feel free to talk 
about her with me as our relationship grows.   I really want to know.  I was 
straight forward and told her how she had done such a beautiful job of raising 
her son to be such a fine gentleman.  I told her that he did not make one sexual 
pass at me before asking me to marry him, and I literally jumped all over him 
with my yes.  I told her all the details of how romantic he and Daddy had been 
with the proposal, and how excited I got.  I even told her how my father had 
lead us to my room and ushered us in and closed the door.  She loved it..  And 
she said she is looking forward to meeting my father.  She likes that he and 
Jerry get along so well.  If she only knew.   
 
I did not tell her about Jerry having to ask me twice.  That bold I'm not.  
Maybe later, if it becomes appropriate. 
 
I told Anna that I have come to appreciate Jerry's relationship with Celia and 
how she had trained him so well in the arts of love.  I was a little shocked 
with myself, being so bold as to tell this precious mother how good her son was 
in bed.  But that wasn't the biggest shock.  Anna said, "Sweetie, Celia didn't 
teach him that.  I did."    KELLY!!    No wonder he is so accepting of my 
incest.  His mother and his sister, and the louse hadn't told me.   
 
Kelly, where was I when they passed out the incest permission slips or 
instruction cards or whatever?  Am I the only one who wasn't in on it all those 
years that I was wanting it and couldn't have it?  Maybe if Mother had not died 
when I was so young.  Let's not go there again just now. 
 
When Jerry and his dad started bringing our bags in, Anna spoke up.  "Janie, 
there are two spare bedrooms, but I'm not going to embarrass you by suggesting 
separate rooms for you two.  I'll take your father's lead."  Jerry looked at me 
with a question in his eye.  I just told him smugly, "Yes, we ladies have been 
talking just a little."  As I got close to him, I added in a whisper, "And you 
have been a naughty boy."  Let  that one bounce around in his head for a while.  
If that worries him a little, good.  He should have told me.  He did explain 
later that he had not wanted to say anything until he saw how I got along with 
them and letting me get my first impression without that knowledge.  Knowing 
him, I can accept that.  Of course, I wasn't really bothered by it anyway.  But 
it was fun teasing him with my new knowledge. 

I've just got to tell you what I did on the way up there.  I had seen these 
signs along the interstate before and never gave them a lot of thought, but this 
time they caught my attention.  A 24 hour cafe advertised totally nude dancing 
girls.  All nude.  Naked.  When we got near the exit, I told Jerry to pull off 
up here.  He thought I needed a potty break, so he quickly turned off the 
highway and asked which place I preferred.  I told him, "That one."  And pointed 
to the nude cafe with all those neon lights gaudily outlining it.  "Would you 
take me in there?"  Just as I am coming to expect, "Are you sure?"  Will he 
always ask that?  "Yes."
 
We went in and found a table and placed an order.  We had a good view of two 
lovely naked girls dancing on the stage at the bar where four men were sitting 
for a closer view.  They were sticking money in the girls only clothing, a 
garter high up on one thigh.  It was obvious the men were trying to sneak in a 
feel of tender flesh as they did.  I reached over to hold Jerry's cock through 
his pants.  It just then started to grow.  Is that normal?  Those girls looked 
sexy to me.
 
When our waitress came back I asked if the manager could come over and speak 
with us.  Nothing wrong,  just something I wanted to ask about.  I was surprised 
when an older woman came over and sat with us, saying, "You wanted to see me?  
I'm the manager."  Stereotyping, I expected a man.  I told her how lovely her 
girls were, and asked if she ever permitted a patron to get up and dance.  She 
said they had a rare amateur night occasionally but normally kept it to the 
professionals, since this is their lively-hood.  I told her I have a good friend 
who makes a good living for herself and two daughters stripping.  I wouldn't 
want to take anything away from her girls.  I told her that any tips I got she 
could split between them.  She said that she did have two girls call in sick 
today, and maybe the others would appreciate a little break.  
 
"Have you ever danced naked before?"  
 
"Only for my fiancé."  
 
"This him?"  She looked at Jerry, "You okay with this?"  
 
I jumped in with, "Yes.  That's why I want to do it.  Something he can tell our 
future children about."  
 
Jerry added, "If that's what she wants, I'll enjoy watching her."
 
She stood up, "Let's go in the back and get you set up."
 
I kissed Jerry with a "Thank You." and followed her.  
 
She asked if I wanted to borrow an outfit.  I was wearing a front button blouse 
with a wraparound skirt and a bra that accentuated my cleavage and bikini 
panties, with high heel pumps that magnified the curve of my legs.  Another 
outfit that Daddy had picked out for me.  I wore it hoping to please Jerry's dad 
too.  And I guess it did.  I asked if that wouldn't be alright.  I really didn't 
want to take too long and maybe lose my nerve.  She looked me over and said, 
"Sure, just don't keep them on too long.  It's a nude show remember.  You'll 
need this." and she handed me a pretty baby blue ruffled garter.  My cash 
register, I thought.  And I slipped it up under my skirt, high on my thigh.  Was 
it too high?
 
She introduced me to one of the dancers who was not on stage at the time.  
 
Suddenly I was thinking, where is my friend Sarah when I need her.  My heart was 
pounding, I was afraid I would freeze up.  The music stopped and one of the 
girls on stage began gathering her things and as she came down, the manager told 
her briefly what was happening, then went around to the front of the stage and 
told the other dancer.  Just then another song began to play over the speakers.  
I thought I was going to choke with the lump in my throat.  (No deep throat 
jokes)  I shook myself and started up the steps.  I quickly got into the rhythm 
of the music and began doing my interpretation  of a dance to the beat.  I 
looked down at a man sitting at the bar in front of me.  "Hi, Sweetie, you come 
here to see something special?"  I couldn't believe I did that.  I had noticed 
the other girls carrying on a light banter with some of the customers at the 
bar.  Especially when they were putting money in their garters.  He came back 
with, "You know it, Baby.  Let's see what you got?" 
 
OK!  Show time.  I began unbuttoning my blouse and danced around with it hanging 
open showing my low cut, tittie-filled bra pushing my breasts together to accent 
the cleavage.  With my back to him, I slipped the blouse off and threw it to the 
back of the stage.  I turned toward the man in time to the music and bent 
forward cupping and pushing my breasts up with my hands, almost popping a nipple 
over the edge.  Just a little more dancing and I unhooked the wraparound skirt.  
With my back to him again I held the skirt open and played it across my butt, 
before tossing it with the blouse.  I don't know why I turned my back to the 
men.  The whole wall behind us was one huge mirror.  When I turned around the 
man stood up with a dollar in his hand and I moved over to let him place it in 
my garter.  My first dollar earned as a stripper, and I wasn't even naked yet.  
But now I really wanted to be.  I danced for him just a little more and then 
moved over in front of another man who I noticed had his eyes glued on me.  I 
stooped down with my legs spread wide and my hand caressing my panty-covered 
crotch, looked him in the eye and said, "Hi."  And he reached up to put my 
second dollar in my garter.  I stood back up, swaying to the music with my eyes 
closed dreamily.  Then I reach behind me and unfastened the bra.  As the straps 
loosened I caught the cups in my hands, holding it in place  over my tits, and 
shrugged my shoulders to let the straps fall away.  I danced around and again 
with my back to the men, tossed the bra on my pile of clothing.  

With my hands covering and massaging my breasts, I turned back to my captivated 
audience.  When I danced close to the edge of the stage, another man stepped up 
with another dollar.  I leaned forward just as he reached for the garter, and I 
let go of my breasts.  He fumbled trying to get the money in the garter and get 
a very close up look at my naked tits at the same time.  I just smiled and 
giggled.  I heard an exaggerated "Mmmmmm" from one of them.  More dancing with 
my breasts bouncing to the music, when I wasn't holding and caressing them with 
my hands.  More dollars.

Then, when I was about to start on the panties, I decided to tease with them, 
pushing them down almost showing my shaved cunt, then back up, turning around 
and pushing them down again to show my bare cheeks, the up again.  I pulled them 
away from my body and looking down inside them, then at the men and pouted my 
lips and shook my head 'no-no.'  Then I ran a hand down inside.  And a handsome 
gentleman stepped forward from his table and came up between two of the bar 
customers.  He reached up with his money and I presented my garter to him.  His 
hand brushed against my panty-covered pussy and my upper thigh as he placed a 
twenty dollar bill in my garter.  Well that ups the ante.  The others had all 
poked their bills in the front or on the outer side of my thigh.  He went back 
to his table and the two men at the bar looked at each other for just a quick 
moment.  One pulled out a wad of cash, but wasn't making a move toward me yet.  
Waiting for the panties, I guess.  So I danced back from the edge a bit and with 
my back to them, I took hold of the sides of my panties with my legs spread just 
a little and locked straight, I bent over at the hips and with my ass held up in 
the air pulled my last garment down my legs quickly and held that pose for a 
moment as I peaked around at the men, before I straightened up to get them over 
my feet, and I held my last bit of intimate clothing in my hand.  Before tossing 
it on the pile, I got playful with them.  I twirled them around in the air, then 
held them to my face as I exaggerated a big intake of breath, filling my lungs 
and making a show of my titties with an outward thrust of my chest.  I looked at 
the men and held the panties out as if to offer them a whiff, before tossing 
them on the pile.  They were a little messy.  I glanced around and the other 
girl was holding her share of the audience, but I had my share of eyes glued to 
my naked body.   
 
Sarah, you are so right.  It is an awesome rush to realize how I was turning all 
these men on, letting them actually see what they came there hoping for.  And I 
felt so proud that I had it to show them, and it felt so good doing it.  I was 
fulfilling their desires and my own.  The gentleman from the table was back at 
the bar again, between two other men, holding out another twenty.  I danced over 
to him and squatted before him as close as I could get, with my knees spread 
wide.  His eyes drilled into my bare pussy and then into my eyes as he brushed 
my lips gently with his knuckles putting the twenty in my garter.  That got some 
attention and when he sat back down at his table, the other men began to offer 
me fives and tens, and yes, I let them get their quick feel.  I knew it must be 
against the house rules, and of course the law, but I couldn't help myself.  I 
wouldn't have stopped those men for anything.  One man stepped up from another 
table and holding his twenty out, I saw a finger pointing out as well.  I did 
draw the line there and kept my very juicy pussy lips just slightly out of his 
reach.  I stood back up and danced all around my part of the stage.  When the 
music stopped the other girl indicated it was time to switch places.   
 
As the music started again, once more I was swaying and moving around to the new 
rhythm.  Then I noticed for the first time actually that there really was a 
brass pole.  So I "made love" to that phallic symbol for awhile before returning 
to the front of the stage closer to my new audience.  There were more dollar 
bills, and then the handsome gentleman once more stepped forward with another 
twenty.  I turned my back to him but stepped as close as I could to the edge of 
the stage, and with my feet wide apart, and my legs locked straight again, I 
bent forward at the hips pushing my bare ass and pussy toward him   His hand got 
just a little bolder as he brushed my pussy lips and I'm sure got my juice on 
the back of his fingers.  He put them to his lips and kissed them.  Once more he 
got other men's attention and I got more fives and tens.  One man leaned forward 
and asked me for a private dance when my set finished.  I hadn't thought about 
that happening and wasn't prepared for it.  I quickly got the attention of one 
of the dancers who was working the audience while off stage.  I motioned for her 
to come over.  I remembered her name as Casey.  I told the man that I wasn't 
able to do private dances, but that Casey would love to, and he would find her 
much better at it than I could possibly be.  I was just hoping that I wasn't 
putting Casey on the spot, and committing her to something she didn't want to 
do.  To my relief, she took over from there and soon they were headed away from 
the stage.  I didn't get to see where they went exactly as I returned to working 
my audience...glad that I had gotten out of that one so easily.  I was so turned 
on after that I didn't know just what I was doing, until the handsome gentleman 
came forward with yet another twenty.  I hoped that he was getting his moneys 
worth.  All together he placed ten twenties in my garter and got his quick feel.  
Actually a couple of times it was not all that quick and I found myself wanting 
this man to put those fingers right up into me, there in front of everyone.  But 
I held myself together until my set had finished.  Just before the music 
finished the handsome gentleman leaned forward and whispered a suggestion to me 
as he place the last of the ten twenties against my warm tired flesh.   He just 
may have a good idea. 
 
When I left the stage the manager was there and I handed all the money to her 
and asked her to divide it among the other four girls.  I never knew how much.  
Then I thought and pulled back a one dollar bill and stuck it in my garter, and 
said, "Can I keep this one and the garter for memories?"  Just then the girl 
going on in my place tossed me my clothes and with a big grin said, "Aren't you 
forgetting something, Honey?"  I was just standing there in the buff as I 
talked, surprisingly at ease with my public nakedness. 
 
I quickly asked the manager where the girls did the special private dances.  She 
said they had three rooms, but Casey was busy in one right now, and she's taking 
longer than usual.  I had to grin real big at that one.  She asked if I wanted 
to see the rooms.  I told her that actually there was a very generous gentleman 
who had already given me ten of those twenties and he was interested in a 
private dance.  She just said, "Get him and follow me."  I motioned for the man 
and he came over.  I took his hand and lead him away behind the manager.  She 
opened a door and ushered us into a room with a couch and a table.  When the 
door closed, I turned to the gentleman and planted one great big open mouthed, 
tongue tussling kiss on him, as I tossed my pile of clothes on the table.  Yes, 
I had paraded naked through the room holding his hand.  I knew it was not the 
normal thing for the girls to do, but I was on a roll, and wasn't through yet.  
I started frantically opening the mans shirt and then his belt and pants.  I 
pushed his pants to the floor.  Yes, Sarah I know it was a no-no, but I had to 
have him in my cock-hungry mouth.  I looked around and there was the security 
camera you told about, Sarah.  Was it me or did the lights just brighten a 
little?  My eyes just becoming accustomed to the light I guessed.  With a brief 
blow job, I pushed him back on the couch, with that magnificent cock sticking 
straight up.  I couldn't wait to get my wet pussy on it.  I looked toward the 
camera again.  It was pointed right at where my hungry pussy was sliding down 
over this mans awesome cock.  I hoped that the manager was watching. 
 
I had three wonderful orgasms before Jerry filled me with my reward for a job 
well done.  I thought they wouldn't stop.  OK.  I knew you wouldn't be surprised 
at who my gentleman customer really was, but I had fun avoiding telling you. 
 
We got dressed as best we could and as we left the room, the manager took me by 
the hand, and said, "I want to show you one more thing before you go."  She lead 
me out into the main room and pointed to a large TV screen on one side of the 
room.  In my excitement, I had not noticed it before.  Just then I recognized 
Casey coming onto the screen, and she blew us a big kiss.   Girls, she was in 
our private dance room.  The manager laughed and Jerry laughed and the whole 
house broke into applause and I just took my bow, wishing I was still naked for 
them.  She said, it was the first time she had ever even thought of doing 
something like that and she had to hurry to switch the cables as soon as she 
closed the door.  She knew there were no police in the place.  Then as she 
handed me something, she said,  "I promise you this is the only copy of the 
security tape.  Save it for when he tells those future kids about this.  They 
will have to believe him when they see that."  She told me that she knew when I 
started taking off my blouse that she had a winner there.  And she watched the 
whole thing.  She said she almost stopped me when she saw the feelies I was 
allowing, but she saw that it was my fiancé who started it.  She just kept one 
eye on the door.   
 
She told me that she ran brief pics of the girls up there and ads and music 
videos and sometimes ran a porn flick to help promote sales in the adjoining 
room, where they had videos and adult toys and such.  So it really was not 
unusual for the customers to see something like that up there.  Except this time 
it was live and up close and personal.  She said as soon as someone recognized 
me from the stage they started cheering me on and the dancers stopped and 
watched..  How embarrassing.  :) :) :) 
 
Sarah, do you think your boss would hire me?  Maybe if I give him a blow job, 
too?    
 
Thank you anyway, but one awesome experience like that is enough for this girl.  
One more time and I might become addicted to it.  Especially if my gentleman 
customer was always there.    
 
Sarah, I just thought, how about getting Dana to describe her first time 
stripping, for us.   It was hot when you told it, but to get it straight from 
her would be something else.  Like what she was feeling and such. 
 
Oh, yes, back to my gentleman customer's family.  His brother and sister are 
both married with children.  Hey, I'm going to be 'Aunt Janie.'   I hope it's 
not 'Auntie Jane.'  His sister has the cutest little seven year old girl who 
really caught my eye.  A lot like her pretty mother.  I will be keeping a close 
eye on her as she grows up.  With a mother who is already into incest, who 
knows.  And then there is her five year old brother.  Alright, I'll let his 
mother have first crack at him.  He is adorable.  And I will have to watch him.  
When he was sitting on my lap, I could have sworn he copped a feel of my breast.   
Five?  Nah!  Jill probably breast fed him.  Jerry's brother and his wife have 
two sons.  One in his younger teens, I think.  I wander about his mother.  If 
she doesn't, I might.  The other is 13 months, and Cindy is definitely 
breastfeeding him.  It is a beautiful sight, Sarah. This one did snuggle my 
breasts when I held him, naturally.  I was wishing I could feed him.  I hope I 
can do that with my own some day soon. 
 
The next morning I had my breakfast in bed, and then asked Jerry if I should go 
down and offer to cook breakfast.  He said, "Not the way you like to do it.  It 
might be too much for Pop."  I thought to myself, 'I might just like to make Pop 
pop..'  Maybe some day. 
 
The afternoon and evening was devoted to an outdoor barbecue.  With aunts and 
uncles and cousins galore.  I'll have an awful time learning them all.   I may 
need a score card to keep track of which ones might fuck me and which ones are 
off limits.  Just joking there....I think. 
 
Have I rambled on too much again?  Let me just say, YES, Kelly, he did fuck me 
good, and in the very room where he grew up.  I could just see him as a teenager 
stroking himself off in this very room while he dreamed of a time like this.  
There were some of his old toys still on display, and his new toy in his bed.  
My precious playful little boy, and my wonderful gentleman customer, all rolled 
together.  And I didn't charge him for it this time.  :)  I had been paid quite 
enough already.  
 
Oh, I behaved myself all the way home, Kelly.    Darn! 
 
Love to all,
Janie

  
Jane Ward 16 - Stripping for My Husband's Family