Failed sexy dance

Lauren stood upon the bar. She had every eye in the restaurant looking at her. She could hear the shocked murmurs, the disgruntled clients, the lustful men. Let them look! It was a dream, she knew that! She was going to have as much fun as she could!

The next song started over the radio. A grinding hip hop song. Lauren never listened to the stuff, much less danced to it. But, what did it matter? None of this was real! So she started dancing. She began swaying her hips, though she found it a little difficult to dance while staying mounted on the narrow bar. Her swaying hips came out more as violent jerking. She heard some chuckles. Whatever, she'd show them!

Lauren started going for it, dancing more and more freely. Unfortunately, Lauren was no dancer. She was too stiff, to repressed to ever do so. And, it showed. As the restaurant watched Lauren began a childishly clumsy display. She tried to strut down the bar, but more so stomped on bare feet, struggling to avoid plates and glasses. She waddled awkwardly, shaking in all the wrong places. She put her hands up and attempted a sexy gyration. Unfortunately, with her arms raised like that, her breast flattened out to almost nonexistence.

In the restaurant the shocked customers started chuckling and laughing, awakening from their stupors. What was going on? Was it a prank? A naked waitress giving some failed sexy display? It seemed to absurd to be real! Lauren had a sultry look of pure confidence on her face, which totally contradicted with her awkward, flailing nude movements. She looked silly! Soon most of the restaurant was laughing at the oblivious nude dancer...