The Blonde-Bombshell

The day of the show arrived, not much work got done as everyone watched the clock with great anticipation of what Carol had promised. Carol herself ducked out a little early to make sure everything was in place. She had explained to the proprietor of the Pussycat, that she had an exhibitionist friend who might drop in and put on a little striptease, if she didn’t chicken out that is. This was no problem as far as they were concerned, they weren’t about to turn down free entertainment. Carol carefully placed Debbi’s harem costume complete with the new opaque vail back stage on a rack.

As more and more of her coworkers began to filter into the Pink Pussycat, Carol was growing nervous. Would subliminal messaging even work? Had Debbi listened to the music enough times for the hypnosis to take effect? Carol did not want to be on the receiving end of the team's anger should Debbi be a no-show. Carol breathed a deep sigh of relief when the DJ’s voice came over the PA system “We’ve got a special treat for you all tonight, a guest performer who wants to give you all a naughty show! Please put your hands together and give a warm welcome to Jeannie!”. “Jeannie” nice touch laughed Carol.

A huge cheer erupted as the bombshell-blonde made her sultry entrance to the stage. “Blonde!” Carol was once again met with a great sense of relief, she had completely forgotten to supply Debbi’s wig, but evidently Andy’s instructions had bailed her out as beautiful blonde locks bounced on stage. The show was even better than most remembered as Jeannie seemed to move more fluidly than they had recalled. The harem pants came down much to the delight of the crowd and a black & orange G-string was revealed, which once turned back towards the audience was shown to have “BOO!” emblazoned across its front in big black letters! Carol and several others had a chuckle at Debbi’s childish knickers. “Only Debbi” she thought shaking her head.

When the top came off, the place rose to a full roar with approval. Debbi looked like a whole new woman, her sexy movements highlighting her tight and tone midriff. The vest dropped to the floor, and some spit out their drinks, my God! were her breasts somehow bigger?! Blame it on the **** and anticipation, but most of the team was in agreement that in this encore, Debbi's body appeared out of this world, looking even more youthful and fit then usual, heck even her curves seemed somehow exaggerated! The kickers were discarded in the same manner as before, and the regular Pussycat crowd was speechless. Debbi’s own team however was loudly voicing their approval, never growing tired of seeing Debbi’s neat little bald pussy in all its glory.

Some brand-new twists were added to the routine this time around as the naked vixen on stage squatted down and danced the butterfly, repeatedly opening her legs flashing some pink to the eager eyes of the crowd. This nude finale lasted much longer than in the original performance giving much more graphic and intimate views of every hidden treasure the Aphrodite on stage possessed, to the **** pleasure of her audience!

“Wow, the strippers outfit looked almost exactly like my Halloween costume.” Debbi observed. Carol did a double take, her eyes budging out of her head. “Wha..What are you??..WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” Carol blurted out. “This is where you said we were all meeting for drinks isn’t it?” Debbi replied calmly. “Bu..Bu..But, didn’t you listen to the CD I gave you?!?” Carol stammered. “OH! You must have been in the restroom then. I gave the CD to Charlotte, when you got up she was telling me how much she loooved that DollaXL character, and so I said she could have it.” Debbi answered “She’s must be around here some place?” “WHAT!?!” Carol exasperated. “I invited her to join us, everyone at the office has seemed so stressed out, I thought she could liven up the mood, besides she is technically an adult why shouldn't se be allowed?”

Carol Fainted.