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.