Showing Pink
written by:
LadyGrey

Showing Pink by Lady Grey.

It is so strange how things work out. It only seems a few years ago that I was hearing my mother scream at my elder sister Kathy, telling her in no uncertain terms that if she went ahead and took the job as an exotic dancer, she had no need to come back to this house again.

Mom was a single parent. My dad had walked out on us years ago when we girls were still small and she had struggled to bring us up on her own. She had worked at two jobs a day to get us through college. She wanted us to have a good start in life by getting a good education, but Kathy was a rebel. She wanted the glamorous life and not the academic one. I cried the day she packed her bags and moved out.

Although she dropped us a postcard now and again, letting us know she was still alive, I did not see her in person until a couple of years later when we got an invite to her wedding. Mom wouldn't go, but I decided that I wanted to see my big sister again, so I went along on my own. She had done well for herself. She had met what seemed at first a nice guy called Ray. She had given up dancing and now helped her husband to run their own bar and strip club.

In the meantime, I had gone on to college and gotten my degree and landed myself a good job in a local law firm. But after a year, I had found myself pregnant. The guy responsible did not want to know and skipped out, to God knows where. I could have had a termination but I'm a good catholic girl and we don't do things like that. So here I was, back home with mum and now with a six month old screaming kid and no job and debts mounting up. Since her wedding, I had managed to keep in contact with Kathy, and although I wasn't really keen on Ray anymore since I had gotten to know him better, I tried to meet up with Kathy as often as I could.

Up to now, I hadn't bothered Kathy with my financial problems, but one day things had gotten so bad that I broke down and told her everything. She was very sympathetic and did offer to help me out. But I told her I could not take her money, all I needed was a job. With the baby it was difficult to find one that would fit in. Mom could look after the baby only at night as she still worked full time, and I couldn't afford a child minder. Even so, part time bar jobs or waiteressing did not pay the sort of money I required.

One evening a couple of days later I was sitting at home watching TV, having just put the baby to bed. There was a documentary on about exotic dancers, and when they interviewed the dancers, I couldn't believe just what they earned. With tips they could finish up with over £200 per night and that was for as little as four hours work.

The following day I rang Kathy and told her I needed to speak to her. She told me to come over any time that day; she would be down at the club. I got a friend to look after the baby and caught the bus over to Kathy's. It was the first time I had been in their club and I was surprised just how big and plush it was. It probably looked even bigger now because it was empty. One of the cleaners directed me up to the office where I found Kathy chatting with Ray. I did not like the way he looked at me, his dark piercing eyes seemed to be stripping the clothes from my body. I felt myself shiver. Kathy smiled at me and informed him that we were going out for a coffee to have a sisterly chat and she would be back in an hour or so. She took my hand and led me out of the club into the bright sunlight.

There was a small Italian café bar on the next block and Kathy ordered Cappuccinos and cakes. The drinks arrived before I spoke to her again. "I think I have decided to become a stripper," I said.

She looked at me, her eyes wide. "You're kidding," she said, "after what you and mum said to me."

I nodded. "Yes, but things are different now. I'm desperate."

"You don't have to strip," she said. "You know I'll help you out."

I smiled. "I know you will, but I need to earn the money myself and I can't take it off you. I would have to pay it back at some stage and that would put me further in debt."

She smiled, reached over, and squeezed my hand. "You were always the independent one."

I looked at her. "Will you help me, Sis? I saw a documentary last night. It said a stripper can earn over £250 per night."

She shrugged and nodded. "Yes, it's true. If the guys like you, and like your act, you can pick up a lot more than your wages in tips."

"Would you give me a job at your place?" I asked.

She looked at me. "You've a great figure, Laura, and I know you can dance, but you've never taken your clothes off in front of a room full of guys." I suddenly felt myself getting hot at the thought. "Do you think you could do it?"

I nodded. "I've got to do it, Kathy."

She smiled. "Have you ever seen a stripper in action?"

I shook my head. "Only on the TV or in a film, never in real life."

"Well, I think you first need to see what goes on," she said. "Can you get mum to look after the kid and come back to the club tonight?"

I nodded. "I guess so."

"You'd better not tell mum what you're going to do. It would kill her if she thought both of her daughters were finishing up in the sleaze business, as she called it."

I smiled and nodded. "There's no chance of that. I know how she feels. She's worked herself to death for us and this is no way to repay her, but I'm desperate for cash."

"OK," she said, "in the meantime I'll speak to Ray, but I can't guarantee what he will say. Mind you, he's always had a fancy for you, so he might be keen on the idea." I remembered the way he looked at me in the office that morning. Maybe she was right.

We finished our coffee and she called me a taxi on her mobile. She would see me later. Mum was happy to look after the baby when I told her I was going to see about a job. I told her it was in a small neighborhood law practice some distance away from where we lived.

The club looked different at night, busier and brighter. The doorman looked at me a little strangely as I walked in but smiled when I explained I was Kathy's sister. He rang Kathy and she came down and met me and took me into the club. It was still early evening but the club was quite busy. There were the office workers who just dropped in on their way home, some regulars, and a few early evening revelers.

Most of the crowd were seated around the two small stages and were being entertained by two girls, one who was already totally naked and the other who was down to her bra and thong. Kathy led me over to a small bar. The attractive barmaid smiled and Kathy ordered us drinks. On the stage nearest to us, the naked girl was openly displaying herself to the ever attentive audience. Notes of all denominations were scattered around her. Some of the guys were holding up notes. I saw the dancer lean forward in front of one guy and allow him to place it between her breasts. I looked at Kathy. "I thought touching wasn't allowed?"

She smiled. "It isn't, but we leave that up to the girls. It's no hardship to have a guy place a £20 between your tits, but if they try to go any further, we have guys on hand to deal with it."

Just then Ray appeared. He slid up onto a stool beside me. "Well, what do you think, little sister? Kathy tells me you now want to show your tits off to the guys. I'm looking forward to that." I noticed him glancing down in the direction of my boobs.

Kathy glared at him. "Knock it off, Ray. Can't you see she's not too happy about doing it? The poor kid needs to earn some cash."

Ray smiled. "I still remember you telling me how much stick your mum and Laura here gave you when you first started in the business."

"That was a long time ago. Things are different now," Kathy replied.

Ray looked across at the two dancers who were still performing. Both were totally naked now. He looked at me. "So you think you can do that, three, four times a night, show your pussy to all those amateur gynecologists out there?" I felt myself redden. "Those creeps want to see everything, you know," he continued, "your tits, your arse, your pussy and they even want to look inside you if they get a chance-- showing the pink it's called." I looked at Kathy. I was not sure now that I could go through with it. It had all seemed so easy but now after what Ray had said, I was beginning to falter.

Kathy reached over and put her arm around me. "You don't have to go that far if you don't want too. You get paid extra and the guys will offer you more in tips, but just how far you go is up to you." I stayed around for an hour or so and saw a couple of the other girls perform. One colored girl went all the way. She even sat back on her haunches and spread her legs open right in front of this guy. Like all the other dancers I had watched, she was completely shaven. She sat there with a slight smile on her dark face. I could see the pink interior of her pussy gleaming wetly in the bright lights and I was shocked to see the guy reach forward and insert a rolled up note right into her open pussy.

By the time I arrived home that evening, I was having some doubts about the job, and if I could actually go ahead and do it. I didn't really have any problems about showing my body. I knew I had a good body and I felt confident with it, but it was just going that extra mile that worried me. Could I just sit there with my legs open and let a group of gawking strangers stare at my most private parts? I had a sleepless night and I still had not decided what I was going to do when the baby woke me from a fretful sleep. The thing that did make my mind up was a final demand I received in that morning's post with a threat that if I did not pay over £500 within ten days, the credit card company concerned would take me to court.

I rang Kathy and told her I would take the job. She said she would speak to Ray about it. It was around tea time when she at last rang back. She had spoken to him and he had said that he would give me a try out, but there was to be no favoritism because I was Kathy's sister. I had to get the job and keep it on my merits. Kathy told me to be there at 3 p.m. the following day. She told me not to worry about an outfit as some of hers would fit me perfectly since we were the same size.

A friend came around and sat with the baby for me until mum came home. I took some care with my dressing and make up and even made a good job of completely shaving my pussy as it seemed a requirement of the job.

Early afternoon the club was fairly empty with only about a dozen or so punters in. Only one of the stages was in use. Kathy showed me to the dressing room and introduced me to three other girls who were there. They all seemed nice and we didn't mention my relationship. They were all quite helpful when Kathy told them it was my first time.

We sorted out a costume and the girls told me about the routine. Usually it ran to three tunes unless you were ‘showing pink' and then it was four. By the end of the first tune you had to be down to bra and panties and totally naked by the end of the second. The last tune was your display tune and the one that got you the money in, so it was up to you. The more you showed, the more cash you picked up was usually the way it went. If you were going to show pink, you had to inform the DJ before you went on. It all seemed fairly straight forward, but doing it was another thing.

Kathy said she would get me on as soon as possible while there were still only a few punters in. I felt very nervous now. I was actually about to do it. I was going to go out there and display myself to total strangers, totally naked. I stood in the doorway leading up to the stage. Kathy was holding my hand. "I know how you feel. I still remember my first time, but just go out there, forget all about everything. Just try to enjoy yourself." I squeezed her hand. It was easier said than done.

Marina, the girl before me, came down. She was naked and clutching a handful of crumpled bank notes. She smiled. "Go and sock it to them, Laura, but watch the big guy with the baseball cap. He's generous but he has wandering hands."

I heard the DJ begin my announcement. "Guys, we've got some new talent for you this afternoon. I want you to welcome Laura. It's her first time, so treat her gently." There was a polite round of applause as I went up the stairs onto the stage. I had to grip the hand rail as I went up as my legs were shaking. But once on the stage, I felt my confidence return. It had been like that in my younger days when I was performing in a dance school show; very nervous until I got on the stage, then my urge to perform took over.

I moved around the stage quite well. Didn't do too much with the pole as I had never experienced one before. The girls had said they would show me some of the tricks I could do with that later.

I had a little twinge of conscience when I began to remove the first part of my outfit, but my timing seemed to be working out and I was down to my bra and thong in time for the first number to end. Removing my bra that first time was a little harder than I had expected it to be but I was encouraged by the applause I received when my breasts were at last displayed. I tried to do the same as I had seen the other girls do, and I caressed them. I was surprised to feel just how hard my nipples already were.

I knew the final moment had arrived as I pulled on the loosely tied straps of my thong. This was it, I thought to myself, as I felt it slip from between my legs and drop to the floor. Now everything was on show. The applause and cheering were louder this time, and I was beginning to feel quite excited about displaying myself naked to strangers, and funny enough, not be at all embarrassed.

The third part was the worse one. Once you are naked, there is nothing for you to do apart from displaying yourself. Show them your assets; bend over, show them your arse and an enticing glimpse of your pussy. Bank notes were waved in front of me and I leaned forward and let someone place one between my breasts. At first I was a little nervous about moving too close, heeding Marina's earlier warning about the guy with wandering hands. But the sight of the notes being waved were a big come on and at last I moved in close enough to allow them to place them between my legs and more between my breasts.

At last my spot ended. I collected up some notes that were scattered about the floor and quickly made my way back down off the stage. Kathy was waiting for me. She hugged me. "You did great," she said enthusiastically. "You are a natural."

Actually it hadn't been as bad as I had thought it would be, and what made it even better, when I sorted the notes out, I had collected £150. Not bad for a first time. Just then Ray came through and joined us. I felt a little uneasy being naked in front of my brother-in-law. "Not bad at all for a first time," he said. "The crowd seemed to like you." He looked down at my body now covered in a sheen of perspiration. "You look good naked, little sister," he said. "I think the regulars are going to love you." He smiled at Kathy, who glared at him, and with a last look at my body, he turned and walked away.

"Don't worry about him, he's just a pervert," she said, leading me towards the dressing room. The girls all wanted to know how I had gone on, and were pleased when I said that it had not been too bad. Kathy checked the schedule and told me that I would be on again in about an hour. The club was busier for my next show and I picked up over £200. The last two shows were in front of a full house and I shared my spot with another girl on the other stage. By this time, I had become quite at ease with my nakedness and enjoyed teasing the guys who I had discovered were really quite friendly.

By the time the evening was over, I had accumulated well over £600. When I had paid my dues and demands, (we all had to put something into a pot for the DJ and the security staff), I was still taking home just over £400, not bad for one night's work.

As I lay in bed that night, I was feeling extremely horny. I could not actually believe now that I was back in my own little room and that I had actually been dancing stark naked four times that evening in front of a room full of strangers. I could feel my nipples still erect and pressing against the bed sheets and I was not at all surprised to discover I was oozing wetness when I tentatively ran my fingers over my pussy.

I groaned and clutched on to one of my breasts, squeezing my nipple with my other hand as I slipped my fingers deep into my wet pussy. Soon I was rubbing myself furiously with two fingers deep inside me and my thumb doing exciting things to my sensitive clit. I realised that if my work at the club continued, I was going to have to get myself a man in my life. I soon fell into a deep satisfying sleep and had the most erotic dream. I was back in the club. I was naked lying on the stage, my legs open wide, and several of the customers were taking full advantage of what was on offer. I was woken by the phone and also realised that the baby was crying. Well, back into the harsh world of reality, I thought to myself. It was Kathy on the phone inquiring if I were OK and what I had thought of my first night. She was pleased when I told her that I had actually enjoyed myself. She said that if I wanted another night that week she could fit me in. I quickly agreed that as long as I could get a baby sitter, I would be in. At least with my extra cash, I could pay for one now.

So Friday night found me back in the club. Kathy was glad that I could make it as they were a couple of girls down. There were only two of us for the early evening show, and after my first spot, I was sitting in the dressing room doing my hair and make up after a quick shower when the door opened and Ray came in. I was wearing only a loose wrap and I quickly pulled it together when I saw Ray looking at me. I still had this strange feeling when I was in his presence. "Got some good feed back," he said as he sat down next to me. "The punters loved you. They like a bit of fresh meat on show." I cringed at the thought of being described as meat. "You know we are a bit short tonight," he went on. I nodded. "Well, I was wondering if you would be willing to do a pink spot."

I looked at him. "Show pink, you mean?" He nodded.

I felt myself redden at the thought. "I'm not sure," I said, hesitantly.

"It's just that I've got some special clients coming in and it would be a big favor to us if you would," he went on. Just then Kathy came into the dressing room. I was relieved to see her.

She looked at Ray. "I thought I might find you in here," she said. He smiled. "I was just asking Laura if she would do a pink spot for us tonight. You know we have Carl and the other guys coming in and I thought it might be nice to show off our new girl."

Kathy glared at him. "You can't expect her to show pink already. She's only been here two nights."

Ray looked at her. "Well, I watched her first show tonight, and she didn't look to have any problems to me."

"I know what you really want," Kathy snapped back. "You just want her to flash off her cunt to you." Ray looked a little shame faced. "You didn't like me showing mine off to the customers when I was a dancer, did you?" He looked at her sullenly. "You were my girl then," he said. "I just didn't like the guys looking and touching you."

"Well, she isn't going to do it;" Kathy said. "I'll get someone else to do it." Ray huffed, "Please yourself, you always do." Then he got up and walked out.

"Look, I'm sorry, Sis," I said. "I don't want to cause trouble between you and Ray."

She smiled and put her arm around me. "Don't worry, he'll soon get over it." I smiled up at her. It was nice to have my big sister looking out for me again. "Maybe when you have been here a few weeks, you might want to try it. Showing pink is a bit degrading, but the punters like it and it brings in the cash."

"Look," I said, "I wouldn't mind giving it a go if it would help you out."

Kathy smiled. "Thanks, but no thanks. I will get somebody else to do it, and if I can't, I could always do it myself. I like to keep my hand in." I looked at her surprised. "You still dance?"

She nodded. "Now and again, if we are really short handed."

I went on to do my second spot and noticed that Ray had a special table set up close to the front of the stage. He was sitting there with three friends. I felt a little nervous doing my spot with him sitting so close, but he seemed to have forgotten our little tiff, and he smiled at me. I did have this sudden urge when I was down to my last piece of music and doing my naked display to squat down in front of him and spread my legs wide, but I curtailed the impulse.

I was also surprised when I got back to the dressing room to find Kathy getting ready to do a spot. "Couldn't you get someone to do it," I asked, a little concerned.

She smiled. "I never asked anyone. Just wanted to rub his face in it. He hates me dancing nowadays, anyway, and he will be really pissed when I go out there and show pink."

"I'm sorry, Sis, I hadn't wanted to cause problems between you two," I said.

She smiled. "It's not a problem. He'll be a little upset at first, but seeing me show myself off in front of his friends always turns him on in a big way, and I know that once he gets me home, we will both be in for an interesting night. And by morning, it will all be forgotten." She winked knowingly at me.

As Kathy made her way up onto the stage, I quickly slipped a dress on over my nakedness and made my way out into the club. I sat on a barstool and watched her performance. At once I could see why she had gotten on so well. She was a great dancer and exciting stripper. She quickly had the punters going wild, urging her on. I could see Ray and his friends sitting down at the front watching as his wife put on a great show for the cheering crowd.

Her timing was perfect, and her ability on the pole was extraordinary. As the cords of the second number died away, she ripped away the last brief item of covering and stood there proudly naked. Her display routine was exciting, just showing enough, but not everything. That she was saving for the finale.

As the last piece of music started, a slow erotic piece, Kathy went on to tiptoe. Then she slowly raised one leg until it was pointing vertically. Every detail of her perfectly shaven mound was totally exposed. She slowly stroked her hands down her raised leg until she reached her pussy. There was a hushed silence in the room as she slowly and delicately parted the outer lips of her pussy, exposing the wet pink interior. She dipped one long finger into the wetness, and amid a loud applause, brought it up to her lips. She sucked on it with a sexy smile on her face.

Then she went into a slow sensual routine, twisting her body, spreading her legs wide, and opening up her pussy at every opportunity. She finished directly in front of Ray's table, on her back, resting on her shoulders, her hips raised, her legs spread wide, her fingers spreading wide her pussy lips. I watched in horror and amazement as eager fingers thrust rolled up bank noted into her open orifice. At last she left the stage amid wild applause.

As I slowly made my way back to the dressing room, I was even beginning to feel hot and horny myself. I couldn't imagine how horny Kathy was feeling. In the dressing room, the other girls were hugging Kathy, congratulating her on her performance. She smiled as I came in. I went over and hugged and kissed her. I could feel her naked body, hot and sweaty, through the thin material of my dress. "You were fantastic," I said.

She grinned. "It was fun to do it again." She laughed. "I think even Ray enjoyed it."

The rest of the night went well for me, and when I went home that evening, I knew I had more than enough cash to pay off the £500 pressing debt I had.

Kathy had asked me before I left to go in on Monday afternoon to try out some new routines and to do some work with her on the pole. There were two new dancers trying out and Ray, who was in checking out the bars, stopped to watch them work out.

When we stopped for a break, I asked Kathy how her Friday night had gone after they got home. She tapped her nose knowingly. "Interestingly," she said with a sly grin. Then I mentioned to her about me doing a pink show. "You want to try it out?" she asked, a little surprised.

I nodded. "I have to admit I got really turned on watching you on Friday." She laughed.

"Tell you what," she said, "will you do me a special favor?"

I nodded. "Of course I will, Kathy. You only have to ask."

She smiled. "I know you are not too keen on Ray, but actually, he is a really nice guy and I know he really fancies you, but that is as far as I'm willing to let it go. After Friday, I'm feeling kind toward him. How about you do a private pink show for him and see how you feel before going ahead and doing the real thing in front of an audience?"

I looked at her, not sure what I was hearing. She actually wanted me to do a show for Ray. I shrugged. "If that is what you want, Sis," I said. She smiled and hugged me.

Everyone had left the club, apart from the three of us. Kathy fetched Ray and sat down with him in front of the stage. I was down in the dressing room and I must say I was more than a little concerned about doing what I was going to do in front of my brother-in-law. I tried to shrug off my concerns as I heard my music start and I slowly made my way up onto the stage.

As usual, once I started dancing, I felt a lot better, and even more than a little excited about my naked display in front of Ray. When I at last got down to the pink part of the show, I was not at all surprised to feel just how wet I was. As I parted my pussy lips for him, I could not resist dipping my fingers deeper into the pink wetness than was required of me. It still felt a little strange to be displaying myself so wantonly to my sister's husband. But from the look on his face, I could see he was enjoying the show. Kathy was now seated by his side gently caressing the large bulge that was threatening to burst open his pants. I finished my routine, taking up the same position as I had seen Kathy take in her spot, and stayed there while the music finished.

To my surprise, I saw Kathy reach in her pocket and take out a note. She smiled as she passed it to Ray. He kissed her as he stood up and walked over to where I was still positioned. He smiled at me as he slowly rolled the note into a tube, reached forward, and slowly inserted it into my gaping pussy. I could not help omitting a groan as I felt his finger inside me. I must admit that I was even a little disappointed when he slowly withdrew his finger and backed away from me.

Kathy came over and stood beside him. She took his hand and lifted it up to her mouth. She licked the finger that had been inside me, smiling slightly. "If you are a really good boy, I might even let you fuck her one day," she said.

I groaned to myself. "Oh, please, let it be soon," I thought to myself.

I hope you enjoyed this fantasy of mine. I think it would be very exciting showing off my body as a stripper. If you would like more of my fantasies, please add me to your favorite author list if you have not already done so. I would appreciate it. Thank you. Lady Grey.