“Oh Lola, I was hoping you’d be a part of my class tonight.” Violeta stepped in front of us. “Please say yes.”
“I think she’ll pass.” Xavier’s voice was curt and I frowned.
“No, actually I think I’ll go. I think it’ll be fun.”
“Are you sure?” His eyes narrowed and he looked displeased.
“I’m sure.” I let go of his hand and kissed him on the lips. “I’ll see you later.”
“Okay.” He frowned, but he didn’t stop me as I walked away with Violeta.
“Did you like my present?” She asked me softly as we walked down a dark hallway.
“Oh, it was great. Thank you. Really thoughtful of you.”
She frowned at my response but didn’t say anything as she opened a door. There were about five other girls in the room waiting for her and she smiled.
“Okay girls. Tonight, I’m going to teach you the art of stripping.”
“Like lap dances?” One girl called out and Violeta rolled her eyes.
“No. I mean the art of taking your clothes off and turning your man on without even touching him. Anyone can sit on a guys’ lap and get his c**k hard. That’s easy. You have to have real power to turn a man on just by stripping.” She walked over to the side of the room. “I want to teach you girls that power. I’ll show you an example and then each one of you will strip and show us your most seductive dance.”
“No way.” One girl called out. “That’s too embarrassing.”
“You can all wear masks.” Violeta sighed. “That way you can pretend it’s just you and your man in the room. Is that better?”
“Yeah, I guess so.” The girl called back and Violeta walked over to the corner of the room and turned some music on.
“Okay everyone, watch me. Then you guys can have a turn.” We all sat on some couches in the corner of the room, while some music started playing. Violeta’s eyes glazed over and we all watched as she stripped her clothes off slowly and flung them to the ground. We all gasped as she stood there naked playing with her br**sts and dancing. I couldn’t believe what she was doing until she finished and opened her eyes. She looked directly at me as she spoke.
“Now that’s how a real woman turns her man on. She isn’t afraid to show him what’s she’s got going on.” She squeezed her br**sts together. “Men are visual creatures. When a man sees me touching my br**sts, he starts to wish that he was the one touching them.” She stepped back and pulled her clothes back on. It was then I realized she hadn’t been wearing a ball gown, like the rest of us.
“How are we supposed to strip with our dresses on?” I called out and she turned to me with a tight smile.
“I have outfits out here in the corner.” She said. “Why don’t you go first, Lola? You can choose an outfit and then I’ll blindfold you. In fact, we can even change rooms to give you more space.”
“Change rooms?” I frowned. “What?”
“Go and choose your outfit.” One of the girls called out. “My man is waiting on me. I don’t have all day for this lesson.”
“Fine.” I jumped up and walked over to Violeta. I looked down in her bag and looked through the clothes she had on offer. I didn’t see anything I liked and debated what to do. I didn’t even want to strip, but I wasn’t going to let her get the better of me. “You know what? I’ll just strip my bra and panties off.” I said finally.
“Are you sure?” Violeta stared at me with a blank expression and I nodded.
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“Okay, then, take your dress off and then I’ll blindfold you and lead everyone to the new room. Once you hear the music you can start.”
“Fine.” I nodded, my heart beating fast. I pulled my dress off quickly and stood there in my bra and panties feeling really exposed. What was I doing? Anna would think I had lost my mind if she saw me.
“You’re ready?” She asked as she looked my body over. I felt very uncomfortable standing in front of her almost naked, but I knew I had to get over it.
“Yes.”
“Good.” She slipped something over my face and I was suddenly in darkness. “Stand up everyone.” She called out and grabbed my arm. “We’re going to go to a room with better acoustics.”
“Okay.” The girls chorused and I walked slowly out of the room, letting Violeta lead the way. Every fiber in my body was screaming at me and telling me to run away, but I didn’t. I had to prove to her that she didn’t get to me. I wasn’t going to allow her to think that she could unnerve me.
“Okay, we’re here.” She opened a door and we stepped into a warmer room. She walked me to some part of the room and stopped. “Stay here. You can start your act when the music starts. Don’t take your blindfold off until you’re done.”
“Fine.” I muttered back.
“And don’t feel bad if you’re not as sexy as me. Many women aren’t as comfortable with their bodies as I am. Don’t feel the need to touch your br**sts if you’re shy.” And then I heard her walking away. I listened as the girls took their seats and I could feel my skin burning up as I stood there trembling. I was about to pull the blindfold off and run away when the music started. At first I felt pretty timid as I swung my hips back and forth, but as I got into the music, I found myself enjoying it more. I pretended that the only one watching me was Xavier. I removed my bra slowly, one strap at a time and dropped it to the ground. The cool air hit my br**sts and hardened my ni**les, but still I continued. This time I slipped my panties off quickly and threw them up in the air, all the while shaking my hips to the beat of the music.
I was starting to feel a rush of power as I stood there naked. I imagined Xavier staring at me, feeling turned on and I started playing with my br**sts. I could imagine the look on his face as I squeezed my ni**les. Then I had an idea. An idea that would put Violeta’s strip tease in the water. I ran my fingers down my body and lightly slipped them between my legs and rubbed myself. I was already wet. I grinned to myself as I thought about Xavier’s face if he saw me doing that. The next thing I knew I was lowering myself to the ground and spreading my legs, my finger rubbing myself gently. I was really getting into it, when I heard light clapping. I froze as I remembered that the girls were in the room with me. I quickly jumped up and pulled my blindfold off.