Hannah, the stripper

His sister’s best friend stared at him with a small smile on her face, although Zack could tell she seemed to be a bit nervous with something. “Something wrong, Hannah?” He frowned.

Hannah only raised an eyebrow in response. “No, no, I was just remembering something,” She briefly shook her head and crossed her arms, leaning on the table. “So, your sister and I have this friend back at college who works at a strip club once a week to earn some extra money.”

Zack’s eyes widened at that, he had met a handful of Taylor’s friends from Green Hills on the few times he went there to visit her over the past three years. Imagining anyone of those girls taking their clothes off on a stage caused a twitch oh his dick. “Interesting,” He stammered. “Someone I know?”

“Yes, and that’s why I’m not telling you her name,” Hannah replied with a grin. “Anyways, about six months ago, she booked a Saturday night at the club, but a family emergency came up,” She narrated, glancing at the lake through the windows. “Obviously, going to the club was out of the question then.”

“What did she do then?” Zack inquired, wondering why Hannah had started telling him that story.

“According to her, the club’s owner said it was a big night and she couldn’t just drop out a couple of hours before the show, so she needed a substitute,” Hannah resumed her tale, turning back to Zack with a large grin. “Wanna guess who helped her out?”

It took about three seconds for Zack’s brain to register what Hannah meant with her question. His eyes almost bugged out of his skull when that happened. “No way…” He whispered in shock.

Hannah gave him a sheepish smile. “It was just that one time, I got curious and did it.”

“Wow!” Zack said in awe, his cock hard as a rock at the thought of Hannah dancing and stripping her clothes off. “I, just….wow!”

“The owner wanted me to come back, but I’ve decided not to,” She told him. “Taking my clothes off for strangers once was enough for me.”

Zack then swallowed hard as Hannah uncrossed her arms and took a few steps towards him with a seductive look on her face. “For the ones I like, on the other hand,” She kicked off her flip-flops. “It’s a different story altogether.”

Hannah smirked at the look of utter bewilderment on the younger boy’s face as she bent down, presenting her shorts-clad ass to his eyes. “This is your second reward, Zachary, enjoy.” She drawled.

A speechless Zack stared at the blonde as she began to sway to an imaginary tune. She ran her hands over her body, briefly squeezing at her breasts before she hooked her fingers on the hem of her black tank top.

She teased him, lifting her top and stopping just before it could reveal the red fabric of her bikini. Zack propped up on the couch, seemingly eager for her to actually do it. Figuring he had endured enough suffering, Hannah winked at him and pulled the top from her bikini-clad boobs.

Zack gulped, a jolt shooting to his cock at the sight of the blonde’s amazing half-naked breasts. ”It’s just that damn bikini on the way!” He mentally complained before she started rocking her hips, slowly turning her back to him.

Hannah then slowly bent down, holding the pool table for support. She shook her fine rump for Zack’s benefit and reached for the zipper of her shorts. ”Holy shit!” Zack thought, the sound of the shorts being unzipped the only thing that could be heard in the room besides his deep breathing.

His heart thundering inside his chest, Zack watched entranced as Hannah gradually lowered the garment down her fit, smooth legs, exposing her round, bikini-clad ass to his entranced eyes. He made a motion to raise his hand with every intention of touching it, but he lowered it just in time to remember the older girl hadn’t given him permission to do so.

Hannah looked behind her to smirk at her friend’s brother, turning around and leaning on the pool table. She put her hands on her waist and stared at him. “So, what do you think?”

Zachary summoned the little bit of sanity that he still had left to clap at her performance. He had seen Hannah in a bikini countless times before at his house, but the knowledge she was doing this for him, and only for him, made his old feelings for the older blonde soar even more.

“It was awesome, thank you,” He answered in a tentative tone, before a smirk to match hers appeared on his face and Zack spoke before he could stop himself. “Although I don’t think strippers leave the stage in their bikinis.”

Hannah raised an eyebrow and laughed. “Well noticed, Zachary,” The blonde replied once she pulled herself together. “We’ll get to that in a minute.”

She then took a couple of steps towards him again, letting him bask in the view of her slender, fit body in only a dark red bikini. “That night I’ve subbed for my friend at the strip club, I’ve also received a few offers to go to a side room and do some private dances,” Hannah revealed, noticing that Zack’s expression turned into one of surprise. “I’ve chickened out in the end, it wasn’t my cup of tea and all that, but you see, I got curious.”

Zack swallowed hard for the umpteenth time that afternoon as Hannah walked over to him and climbed on the couch with him, straddling his legs. “You’re gonna be the judge, Zackie,” She whispered, looking down at him with her tits inches from his face. “Let’s see what you think about my lap dance skills.”