Wild Hibiscus: The Stripper at Club Bisou
Date: 1/3/2018, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: TheTravellingMan, Source: LushStories
Her appearance tonight begged to be noticed. In the dusky evening light, I snatched glances at her to check that it was still Brigitte underneath. She put so much care and attention into her appearance, I felt a fraud in freshly-pressed trousers and a linen white shirt. I made an effort with a close shave and polished my best shoes but it wasn’t the same. Sitting in the passenger seat, Brigitte stared coolly ahead. The waft of her perfume caught the breeze through the open quarter-light. Tonight, she looked incredible, dressed in a tight wraparound dress as dark as a raven’s wing. Her long blonde hair kempt into luxurious trestles that shimmered in the low sun. Painted crimson lips and dusky eye shadow propelled her from young woman to sensual vamp. Used to pubs for a few beers, getting lucky was the best outcome I could expect. More often than not, my only company on the way home was a bag of chips. This was different, transformed into two grown-ups we were going to a ‘cabaret’ bar in town. In all honesty, I was not quite sure what to expect. ‘Town’ was a middling sized municipality to thirty thousand people, a place for which the word ‘provincial’ was made. Called Club Bisou or the ‘Kiss Club’, Brigitte used to work there. A few days ago, I asked her what she used to do there. Making conversation, innocuously I thought she had been a barmaid or waitress. Brigitte’s coy avoidance of the subject turned into a playful game of cat and mouse. We took to the ante-garden tucked ...