An exotic club

Her mouth dropped open with a silent gasp as her eyes darted from one part of the room to another. While at first glance it looked like so many clubs she had been to before, when she looked again, it was clearly so much different.

For a start, men and woman who looked like bar and waiting staff were walking around almost naked. And any clothes they had on were not enough to hide much. Her eyes watched as one girl walked from the bar with a tray of drinks, her breasts uncovered, held up by a cupless bra. And as Lucy looked downwards, she realised that while she had a small skirt on, she could see that as she walked, the skirt bounced around her bottom and there was no sign of any knickers.

Lucy let her eyes take in more, and now she looked at the dance floor at one end of the large room. And there she saw men and woman dancing, but this was so much more provocative than any of the dancing she had seen or been involved in before when she was at a club.

Clothing was varied, but one common thread she saw was how exposed many of the people were. And as they danced, she could see hands exploring the bodies of dance partners’. As she looked further around, she was even convinced she could see hands inside others clothing as well, and she did not have to think too hard to imagine what would be going on then.

And she knew that there was so much more to see in here, but for now she was being ushered to enter through the door by daddy. He was right behind her, she could feel his warm breath on her neck as he stood there, his hands on her waist, guiding her forward.

“Would you like a drink my darling, or would you like to dance?” he asked as the door closed behind them, and she stood inside trying to look everywhere at once.