How To Succeed in Business, Part II

by the Headhunter

Jill and Jay had a hard time looking at each other the next morning, 
but after a day or two things got back to normal at the William's 
home. Jay immediately found a stripper for the next month who was 
willing to come to town for a $200 fee. Jay was pleased that his 
business crisis was averted. And although he had thanked his wife for 
the help, he felt uneasy that he had let Jill expose herself to 
another man. Jill was full of mixed emotions that she was afraid to 
tell Jay about. On one hand she loved her husband more than anything, 
and she was repulsed by the fat Mr. Mack Anderson, but deep inside 
something about being half naked in front of two men thrilled her. 
None the less, as her life returned to normal and she was happy the 
event was over.

Unfortunately Mr. Anderson destroyed the happy couples plan. A week 
before he was to return to town for the next month's order he called 
Jay and asked if his lap dance was arranged. Jay said yes. That's 
when Mack dropped the bomb. "That's good Jay , I really like that 
girl Jilly. I can't wait for her to dance for me again. But this time 
make sure she has a proper costume." Jay protested and said he 
couldn't get Jilly, and that he had a better dancer lined up, one 
with the kind of big breasts that Mack liked. Mack laughed and said, 
"No! No, Jilly, no business."

That night after Shannon was put to bed, Jay sat down with Jill. "I 
don't care about anything but you," he claimed, "you don't have to do 
this!" "Yes I do", replied Jill, "besides he has already seen my 
tits, it is not a big deal. I am doing it for you and Shannon", Jill 
rationalized. Jay was shocked by Jill's use of the word "tits". He 
had never heard her use that word before. Jill continued, "Can we go 
to the city? I want to see how a real stripper does a lap dance."

The next night found Jill and Jay in the city, at the Gentlemen's 
Club. He hadn't known any strip clubs, and had asked Bill McCurry for 
the best place to go. Bill raised his eyebrows and said, "what to get 
away from the little woman for an evening, huh!" Jay just nodded and 
thanked Bill without going into any detail. Jay felt funny about 
taking his wife into the strip club. The Gentlemen's Club was an 
upscale Men's Club and Jay was relieved when he found several other 
couples seated at small tables. They had gone early in the evening, 
so the Club was still half empty and not real wild. Jill's eyes lit 
up when she saw the beautiful dancers in their sequined costumes. She 
was amazed that the dancers were so beautiful and that there chests 
were so big. She had not imagined that strippers looked like movie 
stars. Jay nervously ordered them both a drink and pointed out a 
buxom blond stripper doing a lap dance in the far corner. The middle 
aged man had a dreamlike look on his face as the beautiful dancer 
rubbed her tits on his arm. Jill watched intently and asked Jay about 
the figures on the dancers. Jay replied that he was sure that almost 
all had had breast implants. Jill said "I know that, natural tits 
that big don't stand out so nicely. I want to know if big tits really 
turn men on." Jay realizing that discretion was the better part of 
valor, simply said, "I love your body darling."

After another drink one of the dancers came to their table. She 
introduced herself as Bambi and asked Jay if he wanted a lap dance. 
Jay blushed and mumbled, "no thank you." But Jill chimed in, "Get a 
dance Jay, that way I can see her moves up close." The stripper 
looked over at Jill and said, "I'm gonna give your man a thrill 
honey, my tits are three times the size of yours." Jill self 
consciously looked down at the front of her blouse, but quickly 
forgot the comment as the dancer dropped her spangled top into Jill's 
hands and began to grind her ass against Jay's leg. Jill was amazed 
by the way the stripper could move. Her hips moved like a belly 
dancer and her huge tits bounced and swayed with a life of their own. 
Somehow all of the dancers movement looked coordinated. When the 
stripper finally pulled Jay face between her boobs Jay's whole face 
was covered with her tit flesh. As the dancer stood up she said, 
"that will be twenty dollars." Jay sat their dumbly, unable to move. 
Finally, Jill fished a twenty from her purse. The stripper thrust her 
hip towards Jill and said, "Why don't you put it in my G-string 
honey, he is still in shock." Jill reached out and Slowly placed the 
bill under the waist band of the g-string. Bambi smiled down at her 
then grabbed her top from Jill and said, "Thanks, and look at the tag 
in the bra cup, these baby's are 38 double D's." Jill didn't have to 
look, like Jay she was mesmerized by the swinging orbs. As Bambi left 
Jill looked over at Jay and saw, to her surprise, that he was 
sporting a hard-on under his dress slacks. "You like my body, huh!" 
Jill said. "Looks like you liked hers to." As she pointed at an 
embarrassed Jay's crotch. "I've seen enough. And I think you have to. 
When that things shrinks back down we'll go home." Under Jill's 
watchful stare Jay felt his hard-on deflate quickly.

That night at home Jill put on a pair of her smallest panties and 
tried to replicate the lap dance the stripper had performed. She had 
improved but still needed a lot of practice. She was also self 
conscious about her thick pubic hair that seemed to poke out of the 
tiny panties everytime she moved. Jill tried to get Jay to have sex 
with her, but he was embarrassed about the evening and rolled away 
from her in their bed. Jill felt very horny For the first time since 
she was married, went into the bathroom, and with the door shut and 
the water running to hide the noise, she quickly stuck a finger into 
her moist vagina and diddled herself to orgasm. She surprised even 
herself, for as she approached her orgasm, she dipped a second and 
even a third finger into her soaked sex pot. "Damn" , she thought to 
herself, "if this keeps up I will need to buy a vibrator." Visions of 
large cock shaped vibrators raced through her mind as she sleep later 
that night. Jay even remarked the next morning about how Jill had 
tosses and turned in her sleep.

The day for Mr. Anderson's visit soon arrived. At breakfast Jay again 
told his wife that she shouldn't do the lap dance. But Jill was 
adamant about going forward. It was almost a challenge to her. She 
was going to do a good job and get Jay all the business she could. 
She had not practiced dancing for Jay again, because of his reaction 
to her first practice session. But, each afternoon before Shannon got 
home from school, Jill had stripped down to her panties and practiced 
hard. She even had made a tape recording of some music that had a 
good rhythm for her. Before Shannon got home on the dance night Jill 
went into the bathroom and while taking a hot bubble bath the relax 
her nerves carefully clipped and shaved the excess black pubic hair 
from her crotch. She left a neat triangle of cunt hair that would 
allow her to wear skimpy French-cut black panties without unsightly 
pubic hair poking out everywhere.

That night found Jay and Jill once again in Mack's motel room. This 
time after Jay fixed a couple of drinks Jill started her music on a 
portable tape player she had brought with her. She dropped her 
overcoat and stood before the two men in matching bra and panties. 
Ever conscious about her boob size Jill had picked out a wonderbra 
that enhanced her pretty but petite tits. Her creamy white skin stood 
in dark contrast to the black lace material of her undergarments. Jay 
sat on the bed in the same position as before unable to look at his 
wife. He was embarrassed for her. But if he had looked he would have 
seen that Jill wasn't embarrassed in the least. He would have seen a 
new attitude in the way Jill held her sexy tight body.

As the music played Jill immediately tried out her new moves on Mack. 
He watched her for a moment then said, "Man! I knew I liked this 
Bitch. Jilly has remembered all the moves. I'm gonna have to up your 
business Jay , you really came through for me." Jay was pissed at 
Mack for calling Jill a bitch, but was excited about the possibility 
of more business from Mack. Jay sat their stonily. He looked up at 
Jill just as she threw her bra into Mr. Anderson's lap. Jill stood 
inches in front of Mack and bounced up and down quickly on her toes. 
This caused her small breasts to jiggle and vibrate in time to the 
music. Jill's pale pink nipples were hard as rocks as they poked 
enticingly at the fat executive.

Jill turned and sat on Mr. Anderson's lap. Knowing what to do, she 
immediately slid back onto his crotch and sensuously began rotating 
her firm ass. Mack said, "wait a minute, you need a g-string." He 
pushed Jill to her feet then grabbing the high cut underwear on the 
leg hole he sharply pulled the small back panel of Jill's black 
panties into the crack of her ass. Her shapely ass was now exposed as 
if she were wearing thong panties. Except that the material bunched 
in the crack of Jill's ass, rubbed against her puckered bum hole. 
Mack pulled Jill back down into his lap. In shock both Jay and Jill 
sat for a moment, but soon Jill again began to grind her now exposed 
buttocks onto the fat lap. Jay was ready to get up and demand that he 
and "Jilly" leave, when things went from bad to worse.

The hotel room door opened. Jill wearing only her black panties, ass 
squirming in Mr. Anderson's lap, small tits quivering, looked up to 
see Bill McCurry, the salesman, enter the room. He smiled a sleazy 
smile and said, "Hi Mack, Hi Mr. Williams... who do we have here?"

Jill jumped to her feet and quickly wrapped herself in her coat. Jay 
got up sputtering. Mack said, "what is the matter? We always take my 
friend Bill out with us when I get my lap dance. I just asked him by 
my room to be friendly." Jill ran out of the room, followed by Jay. 
Jay called back over his shoulder, "I'll call you in the morning Mr. 
Anderson." Jay could hear Bill McCurry laughing as her chased Jill 
down the hotel corridor.

That night at the Willams' home was terrible. Both Jay and Jill 
didn't know what to do about the situation or say to each other. And 
Jill had trouble admitting, even to herself, that since looking up at 
Bill McCurry's face while she bounced on Mack' lap, she had an itch 
in her inexperienced pussy that wouldn't go away. The next day Mack 
Anderson was waiting in Jay's Office, when he arrived at work. He 
told Jay that he had no idea that "Jilly" was his wife, and that he 
knew his good friend Bill wouldn't say anything. He went on to say 
that he admired Jay's "do what it takes attitude" and even though he 
hadn't gotten the full lap dance he would give Jay the same amount of 
business next month as usual. Then he looked Jay in the eye and said, 
"Jay, tell "Jilly" to get a real g-string for next month." Mack 
handed the shocked Jay a fifty dollar bill and left the office.

The next month was hell in the William's household. Jay and Jill 
argued back and forth about Jill continuing to do Mr. Anderson's lap 
dance. The decision was finally made when Mr. Anderson called Jill at 
home the day before he was to arrive and asked Jill if she had gotten 
a G-string. He added that without her dance Consolidated 
Manufacturing's business was going to be given to someone else. After 
the call ended Jill went to a store and bought the briefest black 
panties she could find. She also bought some black dress piping. She 
knew she would have to alter the panties to make a true G-string. 
Jill rushed home cut out the back of the panties and sewed a thin 
line of piping between the crotch of the panties and the waistband. 
After trying them on she discovered that they were so small she 
needed to trim her black pubic hair even further. When she was done 
shaving herself, she had cleaned her asshole and cunt of hair and had 
only left a small triangle of soft pubes just above her glistening 
slit. The triangle looked like an arrow head pointing at her 
protruding clit. Her clitoris was usually well hidden behind its hood 
of skin, but now, with Jill slowly running her index finger the 
length of her cunt lips, her clit poked up proudly. She had never 
seen it do that before. As she teased the little bud with a 
fingernail, she had a crashing orgasm.

The next night, against Jay's wishes, Jill and Jay found themselves 
driving to Mack's hotel once again. As they entered the room they 
were surprised to find both Mack and Bill enjoying a drink together. 
Jay immediately objected, but Mack hushed him and asked what 
difference it would make. Bill had already seen Jill lap dancing half 
naked. Jay was unsure but "Jilly" readily agreed. Jay also noticed 
that Jill had not removed her wedding rings tonight. That made him 
feel better. At least she was proclaiming her love by wearing the 
rings. Mack and Bill also noticed the rings. They had a different 
opinion from Jay. They got a perverse pleasure out of Jay's wife 
dancing naked for them. The fact that she was somebody's wife was 
underscored by the rings. Jill just felt slutty. Wearing her rings 
had made her feel even more like a jaded stripper, who would take her 
clothes of for men despite her "normal married life".

After a quick drink both Bill and Jay sat on the bed while Mr. 
Anderson took his usual seat in the middle of the room. Jill turned 
on her music and began what was becoming a very professional routine. 
She dropped her coat revealing a black lace bra and her newly created 
g-string panties. She looked briefly at Jay, but he was looking at 
the floor. Both Mr. Anderson and Bill hooted as "Jilly" turned 360 
degrees showing off her completely exposed ass. The narrow string had 
stuck deep between her fleshy white ass cheeks and was not visible. 
Jay looked up as the men hooted saw his wives "new" panties and 
dropped his head in shame.

"Jilly" quickly dropped her bra and now when she moved both her 
exposed ass and petite tits bounced erotically before Mr. Anderson's 
wide eyes. "This is what I like, Jilly", said Mr. Anderson, "you got 
the best looking legs and ass I have ever seen on a stripper. To bad 
your boobs aren't bigger. " It was amazing how Mack and Jill were 
both beginning to think of "Jilly" as a real stripper. Mack looked 
over at Jay, and said, "boy, you got one fine wife. I'm glad I do 
business with you . Your a lucky man. Hell, I guess were all lucky 
men tonight, being able to have such a beautiful woman dance for us

"Jilly" ground her crotch into the fat belly of Mr. Anderson for a 
long time. She finished the dance by pulling his face between her 
breasts. At the very end of the dance Mr. Anderson turned his head 
and quickly sucked one of Jill's hard pink nipples into his mouth. He 
teased the very sensitive tip with his tongue, then released it. It 
happen so fast that Jill couldn't react. Except that she felt a 
tingle from her breast to her pussy, with a special glow in her clit.

Anderson got up, stuck a twenty under Jill's G-string and said, 
"Jilly give my friend Bill a lap dance." At that Jay finally got up 
and said, "now wait a minute Mr. Anderson. It was bad enough that my 
employee was in the room while my wife bared herself to you, but you 
can't expect her to... ." Anderson cut him off, "Come on Jay we are 
all adults here. I'll bet your pretty wife has been getting off on 
teasing us. In fact if the wet spot on my thigh is any indication 
your gonna have one hot pussy on your hands when you get home. I'll 
tell you what! If Jilly gives old Bill a dance, I'll up your 
business, plus I'm sure he'll stick a twenty under her g-sting. Won't 
you Bill?" "I'd love to Mack. Got a twenty right here", Bill 
responded with a leer.

Jill grabbed Jay by the arm and dragged him into the bathroom. "Jay, 
its no big deal, and if Mr. Anderson increases our order it will make 
a big difference in the business." Jay responded "No! Lets get out of 
here. I don't care." Jill's eyes flashed, "I care. I want the best 
for our family. I want the best for Shannon. I'm going to do it so 
just go back in there and keep staring at the floor." "How ill I be 
able to face Bill after this", asked Jay? "I'm his boss, he'll have 
no respect... " "Is that what's bothering you, your respect? What 
about mine? I have to see the guy too. Trust me he will appreciate 
the paycheck more than the dance" answered Jill. "Now get out there 
smile, and get the damn contract signed."

Bill was already seated in Mack's chair with anticipation written all 
over his face. Jill started her music and began her second dance of 
the night. She didn't want to admit to herself that the business was 
just an excuse. She was as horny as she had ever been in her life. 
"Jilly" was enjoying dancing and displaying herself in front of the 
three men. She was beginning to think of herself as two people. Jill 
the wife and mother and "Jilly" the lap dancer, who wanted to be 
naked in a room full of men.

She danced wildly for Bill. Rubbing her ass hard on his lap. She 
could feel his hard cock through his pants. Since Bill wasn't as fat 
as Mack she was able to press herself against Bill much more than 
with the fat businessman. She glanced at Jay. He sat on the bed, his 
head in his hands staring at the floor.

Unfortunately Jill was a better dancer than seamstress. The silky 
material of the panties would not hold the stitches that she had sew. 
As she rubbed her ass are on Bill's lap, the thin black material 
pulled loose. At first nobody noticed. But when Jilly stood up and 
began doing a bump and grind, the light material covering her trimmed 
pussy floated upward baring her slit. Mack stared hard and said, 
"Damn! The bitch trimmed her bush for us Bill." Bill was staring at 
Jilly's ass. The thin black piping hung for about two inched below 
her crotch. It was so jammed in her ass crack that the hanging string 
looked as if it dangled from the end of her bald slit nearest her 
asshole. Bill reached out and grabbed the string. Then he gently 
began pulling on it. As he pulled Jilly stop dancing, looked over her 
shoulder, and watched Bill continue to pull the string from her ass. 
He pulled slowly and Jill could feel the rough fabric slip slowly 
from between her tensed buttocks. As he pulled it free, he squeezed 
the narrow cloth and a clear drop of Jill's pussy juice dripped onto 
the carpet. "Damn Jay, your wife is as wet as an overripe 
watermelon," exclaimed Bill. With the cloth completely out of her, 
Jill danced away, but Bill still held the string and her movement 
caused the G-string to slip sideways fully exposing Jill's beautiful 
pussy and ass. Mr. Anderson roared, "I have never seen a completely 
nude lap dance. Jilly, Jay you guys are great." Jill gyrated nude for 
a moment then the music ended and she retrieved her coat and covered 
her glorious body.

Bill handed her two twenties and said, "That was great Jill, and that 
extra show deserves a tip." Jay noticed that for the first time Bill 
had called his wife Jill, and not Mrs. Williams. Of course, since he 
had just pulled a string from her naked ass, formalities didn't seem 
appropriate. Mack said, "Jay, I'll give you a ten percent increase in 
business. Now go take your wife home and fuck her silly." Jay winced 
at Mr. Anderson so crudely talking about their sex life and quickly 
ushered Jill from the hotel room. That night Jill literally attacked 
Jay. Again she climbed on top of him and moved her hips as if she 
were lap dancing. She tilted her pelvis back and forth so hard Jay 
thought she was going to tear his cock out by the root. After Jay 
came Jill had to retreat back to the bathroom. This time she used the 
wide handle of a hair brush as a cock substitute and masturbated 
while lying on the bathroom floor. She decided that she needed to buy 
a dildoe. But she had no idea where to get one. Jay pretending to be 
asleep wondered about his wife's newly trimmed public hair, but 
choose not to say anything to Jill.

The next day Jill received another call from Mr. Anderson with a very 
interesting proposition. Jill was feeling good about both her 
performance and getting more business for Jay's company. So she 
listened with interest to Mr. Anderson's proposal. "Jilly, I called 
you because I don't know how Jay would react. Simply stated, I find 
you very attractive, and I know that you will do what it takes to see 
Jay's business succeed. I like your dancing, but the only thing 
missing are some tits. If you would be willing to get some breasts 
implants and continue to dance for me each month I will give Jay the 
6 month contract he wants so badly. And I'll do it at the extra 10 
percent level. I know that your finances are tight so I'm willing to 
pay all the costs of the operation. I'm pretty well off, so a few 
thousand doesn't mean much. It would be worth it to me to see a 
beautiful woman like you shaking some big hooters in my face." Jill 
didn't know how to respond. She had always wished her breasts were 
larger. This offer could get her the big tits she always wanted and 
really help the business. She was willing to do it, but what about 
Jay? After thinking for a moment, Jill responded, "I'll do Mr. 
Anderson, but give me some time to work on Jay. And thanks for the 
offer." "No, thank you , Jilly. You don't mind me calling you Jilly 
do you? I always think of you that way." "That's OK, Mr. Anderson", 
Jill replied as she hung up the phone. She was thinking more like 
Jilly, the stripper, all the time.

Jill decided that she would not mention the phone call from Mr. 
Anderson to Jay. She would to have the implants. She didn't really 
care what Jay thought. This was for her. She would tell him that she 
was going to have it done, period. Jill would not tell Jay about Mr. 
Anderson's involvement. When Jay got the new long term business she 
would let him take credit for it. I was decided. Later that night in 
bed, when Jill told Jay that she wanted breast augmentation surgery, 
he objected. But Jill said that it was something that she always 
wanted and that she hoped it might help improve their flagging sex 
life. Jay countered that the bad situation with the lap dancing was 
the problem. Jill ignored him and said that her mind was made up.

Jill had no idea who was a good plastic surgeon. So the next day, 
after Shannon was in school, she drove into the city and stopped at 
The Gentlemen's Club. She remember that the stripper with the 
beautiful body, who had danced for Jay was named Bambi. If she could 
find Bambi maybe she would know a good doctor for her boob job.

Jill was in luck! Bambi was working the lunch crowd, and business was 
slow. Jill was able to catch her eye and Bambi came over to her 
table. "You want a dance" , Bambi asked? " No, I need some advice", 
replied Jill. ""Talking or dancing will still cost you $20." Jill 
pulled a $20 bill from her purse and Bambi sat down. Jill began, "I 
was in here a few weeks ago with my husband, and... " Bambi 
interrupted, "Yea! I remember you now, you and your husband couldn't 
keep your eyes off of my tits." "That's why I'm here", Jill 
continued. Jill went on to ask about breast implants. She found it 
easy to talk to the Bambi and after half an hour the two felt like 
old friends. Jill even admitted her recent experiences with Mr. 
Anderson and Bill McCurry. Bambi said, "I have a few hour off, before 
the dinner crowd. Why don't you come to my place and I'll get my 
Doctor's address for you. I only live a few blocks away." Jill waited 
for Bambi to get dressed. She came from the dressing room wearing a 
clinging short jersey red dress. The two beautiful women, a blond 
with mammoth tits and a slender black haired woman walked through the 
streets to Bambi's apartment.

On the way the two women were whistled at and called a variety of 
sexy (sometimes crude) names by the men they passed in the street. 
Jill had never had that experience before. But the way Bambi looked 
she could understand why the men reacted the way they did. Jill was 
surprised at how nice the apartment was and complemented Bambi. To 
Jill's surprise Bambi quickly pulled off her dress and flopped down 
on an expensive couch. Bambi had been naked under the dress. Jill 
stared open mouthed as Bambi's firm globes bounced and settled on her 
chest. Bambi's pussy was completely bare. Jill got a good look at the 
pink lips as Bambi nonchalantly lay on the couch with her legs askew. 
"Bambi said, "sorry I hope I didn't shock you. I just like to be 
comfortable at home. You don't mind do you?" Jill stammered, "No." 
Then Jill thinking about the situation began to laugh. "What's so 
funny?" "Well, I couldn't help but notice that you were shaved. I 
trimmed my self last week, and had a hell of a time doing it. What 
does it feel like to be completely bald?" "First the girls at the 
club shave each other, its easier, plus there are some side benefits. 
You get used to the feel after awhile. We do it because the club 
manager makes us. He doesn't want any unsightly hair sticking out of 
our g-strings. Its great for me. I'm a natural brunette. So with my 
hair colored blonde, no body can tell. Let me see how you did, I'll 
be happy to show you how the girls at the club do it." With some good 
natured kidding from Bambi, Jill finally removed her clothes. As Jill 
sat back on the couch and spread her legs, Bambi knelt between them 
and closely inspected the white flesh. Bambi reached forward and 
began manipulating the beautiful mound. Stretching the skin one 
direction then the other, looking at the black pubic stubble. Bambi's 
ministrations caused Jill to sigh gently. "You didn't use baby oil 
did you? And you probably used an razor designed for your legs," 
Bambi stated. Jill nodded unable to speak. "Let me show you how the 
pro's do it," said Bambi as she stood and walked seductively into her 
bathroom. A minute latter she reappeared with a small bowl of water, 
a towel, razor and bottle of baby oil. Jill hadn't moved and lay with 
the lower half of her body hanging off the couch, will her legs still 
spread. Her initial unease had vanished. She felt comfortable with 
Bambi . The fact that the two beautiful women were naked and having 
such an intimate conversation showed how far Jill had progressed with 
her own sexuality in the past month.

Bambi knelt again between Jill thighs and asked her to raise her ass 
off the couch. Jill arched her back and lifted her buttocks from the 
couch. Her pussy only inches from Bambi's gorgeous face. Bambi could 
smell Jill's musky scent as the sex organ quivered under her nose. 
Bambi slid the towel onto the couch and Jill slowly lowered herself 
back down. Bambi began a running commentary as she first wet Jill's 
crotch with a wash cloth, then liberally poured warm baby oil into 
Jill's small patch of pubic hair. The oil felt wonderful as it ran 
through the black hair and began to pool in the indentation around 
Jill's clit. Bambi explained that baby oil allowed for a much closer 
shave and how it prevented razor burn. The razor was a special 
medical razor that was as sharp as a scalpel. They were more 
expensive than regular razors but worth it for the sensitive area. 
Bambi bought hers from a medical supply store. As she explained Bambi 
had begun massaging the oil all over Jill's groin. Jill laid her head 
back on the couch, closed her eyes and gave herself over to the warm 
feelings. Bambi's practiced fingers slipped across and through the 
furrows off Jill's clam shell shaped pussy. Not surprisingly, Jill 
began to moan. Her wetness began to seep from her slit and mingle 
with the oil on her vulva. Bambi stopped and taking the razor gently 
pushed Jill's mound to one side and beginning where her thigh creased 
into her groin. She used long delicate razor strokes to remove Jill's 
stubble. The re-shave continued, as Jill's breath became more and 
more ragged. Bambi finished the area the Jill had shaved earlier. 
"Should I stop," Bambi asked? Jill replied in a croaking voice "No, 
don't stop, don't ever stop." Bambi smiled to herself and went about 
the task of removing all of Jill's black pubic hair.

When she was finished Bambi gently wiped Jill with the washcloth, 
then slowly lowered her mouth to Jill's bald cunt. Jill never moved 
as the tip of the soft pink tongue gently ran up and down the entire 
length of Jill's slit. But as Bambi used her tongue to split Jill's 
pussy lips, Jill raised her legs over Bambi's shoulders. Trapping the 
strippers head she drew Bambi deeply into her. Jill had never felt 
anything like it before. Surely only another woman could eat her with 
such tenderness and knowledge. Jill quickly lost all sense of time 
and space. In her mind she became one large, quivering wet, piece of 
cunt flesh.

When Jill had her orgasm, it was unlike she had ever had. Intense, 
but with a spreading warmth. Different than the orgasm she had from 
her husband's stabbing penis. Bambi disengaged from Jill. Jill 
cringed momentarily from the loss. Then she realized what she had 
done. Bambi saw her apprehension, and smiled up at Jill's flushed 
face. "That was your first time with a woman, wasn't it," Bambi 
asked? Jill nodded her head and turned her face away, embarrassed. 
"That's OK, you are very beautiful. This doesn't mean that your a 
lesbian. I'm not a lesbian. But after you work in a strip club for a 
while it become natural. Most of the girls enjoy each other. This 
usually happens when we have a shaving party. We are always tender 
with each other. We need it after being grabbed by a bunch of dirty 
old men every night. To the girls at the club it just means that we 
are there for each other. It feels good too", whispered Bambi. "Look 
I have some oil on my face from eating you. I need to fix my make-up. 
Come-on to the bathroom and I'll show you how to apply runway 
stripper make-up." Bambi helped Jill to her feet, then with an arm 
tenderly placed around Jill waist she led Jill, whose legs were still 
wobbly, to the bath room. Jill and Bambi stood in front of a large, 
well lit, mirror. Jill looked and did not she herself, but two very 
sexy and beautiful women. Bambi showed her how to apply the heavy 
stripper make up. Soon the two were joking like two school girls at a 
slumber party. Jill was transformed, she still looked somewhat 
innocent, but the make-up made her lips look like they were inviting 
a hard cock between them, and her eyes were now smoldering, with an 
intense 'come hither' look. Her black hair was teased into fullness 
and resembled a black frame around her face. "Jill when you get your 
boob job, have the doctor inject your lips, yours are a bit thin and 
lipstick can only do so much. Men really get-off on pouty lips, and 
so do I," said Bambi.

The women got dressed, but Bambi told Jill to leave her panties off 
so as not to irritate her freshly shorn pussy. Bambi gave a business 
card to Jill. On it was the address of the "Women's Plastic Surgery 
Center." The two women left the apartment and walked back to the 
club. This trip Jill felt deliciously naughty as the breeze on the 
street caressed her naked pussy under her skirt. Jill was thrilled 
when she received even more catcalls from men then Bambi did. Bambi 
said it was because Jill looked and felt like a sex object and it 
came through in the way she moved down the street. Whatever the 
reason Jill reveled in the crude male attention, and she felt herself 
getting wet. Jilly and Bambi walking down the street. Jill didn't 
even realize how she was slipping back and forth between the two 
personalities of Jill, wife and mother, and Jilly, lap dancer. At the 
club Jill hugged Bambi and said that she would call when she came 
back to medical center. Before Jill left Bambi gave her one of her 
old g-strings, and promised with a laugh that the crotch would not 
come loose.

On the way home to pick up Her daughter Shannon, Jill slipped back 
into her Jill personality. She stopped at a gas station rest room to 
remove the heavy make-up from her face and comb out her hair.. Back 
at home that evening all was normal. Jay never even noticed her bald 
pussy.
