The Diary Ch. 01

I knew that at the time I found it that I was never meant to see that particular Diary she had been writing! Connie (my wife of 7 years, and the mother of my two sons) had always written in a diary, ever since she was able to write. She has a collection that spans several feet of shelves in our closet. She had gone home to be with a favorite aunt seven months ago, and while she was away, I had decided to do a few repairs around the house. She was going to be gone for ten days, and I had made arrangements for some time off to look after the boys.

Connie left on a Thursday, and that evening I headed to the hardware store to pick up what I would need. I bought nails, glue, washers and a set of kitchen taps to replace the ones we had. Everything went as planned until it came to do the taps on Saturday morning. I knew that I had purchased a set of special wrenches to do the job, but as I had done that some time before, I couldn’t find them. I called her at her mother’s home, and she said that she thought they were in our closet. We talked for a few minutes, and she said good-by as she was heading off to the hospital.

I headed for the closet to dig out the tools I needed. I started to look around in the usual place where she put things like that, but I failed to find them there, so I looked into a small dresser that she had placed in the closet. She had been putting a lot of things we seldom use in it. It had been a long time since I had ever looked into it. It was in the middle drawer that I found the first of her secret diaries! It was dated over three years earlier! I took a few minutes to read what I could without interfering with the task I had set for myself.

I was just getting started when I heard one of the boys screaming at the other one. I placed the book on the bed, and as I did, I saw the tools I needed under the dresser. I picked them up, and headed to the kitchen. The boys had been being typical boys and the fight was quickly over. I set them to work handing my things I needed to finish doing the taps. The boys (6 and 4 years old) were a bit of help, and keeping them busy helping me kept them in line to an extent! The taps were finished and I looked to see that it was time to start lunch.

I cleaned up the kitchen, and after settling the youngest in for a nap, and sending the older one out to play, I headed back to review the diaries I had found. There were four of them, as she had always purchased annual diaries. It started with what seemed like a personal argument with herself. Her daily entries talked about a thought a friend of hers had given her without saying what the thought was. She mentioned a name, which I vaguely remembered from back in those days. It was a woman named Julie. I had only met Julie a few times and then it seemed that she disappeared from our lives.

It was rather difficult to follow the thoughts she had written into her diary, but I knew that it was an important part of her life or she would never have bothered to record it at all! The story in the diary changed little for about 6 weeks. I still had absolutely no idea what she was mulling over in her mind! It was on the seventh Thursday that things began to clear up. I was leaving town that evening for a 4-day trip, and as it turned out Julie was coming over that Friday to discuss her thoughts in greater detail. I can’t figure out how to word this so it will make any sense, so I copied her words from her diary directly as she wrote them.

Friday, March 12, 1999. Julie was over this evening after the boys went to bed. She has been questioning me about working with her ever since she told me she is the entertainment manager at the Maison Rouge men’s club! She has brought over three of her costumes that she thinks will fit me, and three of her dance tracks. I still can’t figure out how she managed to get me so interested in working as a stripper, and a lap dancer when Kevin is away! I have told her that I might consider doing it, but that I reserved the right to not go through with it if it bothered me at all.

She played all three of her old tracks for me, and had me pick one. I liked some of each of them, and finally chose the best of all three plus a couple of my own selections. She went to the living room, and quickly recorded a track of 6 songs for me. Then we played it, to see how it turned out, I loved it! She then coached me through some of the more erotic steps and body placements that she used a lot, along with some that other girls use on stage. She had me practice a stage session a few times before she had me chose a costume. This was possibly going to be my stage outfit, and I chose a filmy ankle length black dress with both sides slits from hem to hips. Under that I wore a front close red push up bra, and matching thong panties. She then coached me through another stage show rehearsal with me actually removing the clothing as I did. She had brought her video camera with her, and she recorded me as I did my routine. We then sat back to watch the tape. I was blushing as she commented about how attractive I looked.

We both discovered several things that I could improve on, and I decided to try to incorporate the ideas into a second taped show. She told me to make sure that I spent some time working in all directions off the stage, after all there would be men sitting on three sides of the stage I might eventually work on. The second tape was much better than the first, and we decided to do another run. She had been telling me about how things worked at her club, and how to perform with the guys that wanted a lap dance while we looked through things. By that time it was already 1:00 AM, so we decided to call it a night, and Julie said she would come back the next night to review what we had discovered.

Saturday, March 13, 1999. My mother-in-law came over this morning, and asked if she could have the boys for the day, and return them Sunday morning, knowing that I wanted as much time with Julie as I could get that day, I eagerly accepted her offer. The boys were gone by 9:30, and I was on the phone with Julie in a matter of seconds after they left. Julie told me she would be right over as soon as she could make it, and told me she had an additional plan to discuss with me.

Julie arrived at 10:27, and we quickly set up the basement TV room for what I was going to do that day. I did several mock stage shows for her, and by lunch she was quite happy with the progress I had made. She was quite hesitant about something, and when I asked her about it, she slowly told me what she had thought of the night before. She suggested that she call two or three guys and have them come over. That would give me an opportunity to perform in front of them, and practice doing a few lap dances as well. It was my turn to be hesitant, and ask questions of what went on during a lap dance. She explained to me that the guys would be seated in an armchair with me on top of them. I would be giving them close up looks of my breasts, and pussy while I worked on getting them worked up. When I asked her what happened if the guys got carried away with the situation, and she told me that I was in control, and could have a man removed from the building if I chose to.

Then I asked her about other activities that the men might ask about, and she told me that if I was asked it was entirely my option, but did say that some men would offer quite q lot for some after hours activity. She had to explain that some men had offered up to $500 for a girl to have sex with him after she got off work! She then went on to explain how we got paid. The length of each song is about three minutes on average, and for each song we were with a guy lap dancing, he would pay $20. We would then collect the cash from him, report to the door man what our song total was, and give him half of the cash paid to us. If a guy wanted to work on a time basis, it was 20 songs an hour, or $400, $200 for a half hour, and $100 for 15 minutes.

Julie then asked again about calling some men over, and I hesitantly agreed to try out my stage show, and perhaps work a few lap dance practices in. She made 4 phone calls, and told me that we would have company in about a half-hour. We then went to the kitchen to set up a small bar area in the living room. We laid out an imaginary stage area, and placed a few chairs around for the guys. She told me that Connie would be all right, but she suggested that I chose a working name to help keep my true identity unknown. We decided that I would use the name Monique.

The guys arrived one at a time over a 10-minute period starting about 10:45, and as each came in, they were offered a drink, and asked to choose a seat. Dan arrived first, followed by Keith, Jim, and Martin. Julie explained to them what was going to happen, and that I was a raw rookie at this. She said that if I chose to not go through with it they were to leave immediately! She introduced me to them, and she called me Monique, and told the guys that that was the name I was to be called by at the club. We had both worn our stage costumes, which would double as our working clothes. I was really glad that Julie has a 36-C bra, while my breasts measured in at a 36-D. That gave my breasts an extra boost that left them slightly humped up where they were exposed just above my nipples. Julie, and I acted as hostesses for a while, sitting with the guys, talking and so on, until Martin asked me If I would do a table dance for him. My spine tingled with anticipation as I hesitantly said that I would be delighted to. He moved over to a large armchair, and Julie followed us across the room, to set me up with a table, and to coach me through my activities. Martin took his place in the chair, while Julie pulled a short table between his legs. She the placed a tape in the stereo, and when it began playing, Martin said he was looking to have a 15 minute session. I have to admit that I was rather crude when I first tried my hand at lap dancing, and Julie quickly asked me to allow her to show me what was expected.

I watched as she sat down in between his legs, and removed her shoes, saying she didn’t want to damage any of his more delicate parts. She then proceeded to remove her dress, before getting in close with him. She slithered her way from his knees to his head rubbing her ample breasts along his body. The two of them were talking and she definitely left the impression that there was more to come, if she could be convinced to participate. His hands were sliding up and down her back as she did a good imitation of making love to hi! She asked him if he would like her to undo her bra, his reply soon saw her popping open the bra and allowing him to caress her tits. I felt a thrill run up my spine as I stood there mesmerized by her performance!

I asked her how far the guys could actually go, she replied that it was entirely up to me how far they went. I watched her for three songs, and then told her that I was in control, and wanted to get back to my practicing. She gave me a smile as she moved out of Martin’s lap as she told me to continue. I was amazed at how easily I had been taken over by this completely absurd activity, especially for a married woman.

I eagerly slipped onto his lap, and began to give him my best effort. I asked him in the sexiest voice that I had if he would like to undo my bra. The flashes of complete thrills continued to pass up and down my spine as he slowly moved his hands between my breasts, and undid the hook there. The sudden freedom of my breasts was both thrilling, and one of the sexiest things I had ever done!

Julie told me to lay back on the table, and use my hands to flash my pussy at him. It took little encouragement from her before I was flat on my back, with my feet beside his ears. My fingers slipped into the leg openings, and I moved my hands from side to side flashing my hairy bush at him. Julie saw that my pubic hair was quite extensive, and told me I should ask Kevin about trimming my bush. I could always tell him I was doing it for him.

So that was why she had begged me to allow her to trim herself. I was so intrigued with what I was reading that I couldn’t stop! That was as far as she went at that time, and as the boys were again acting up, I set the book aside for the time being. I still had a couple of things I wanted to do around the house, so I again recruited my sons to assist me. I didn’t get a chance to read more until I had the boys in bed for the night.

The next two weeks will be used for making the necessary arrangements with the management at The Maison Rouge to give me a trial for a permanent position with them. Julie spent quite a bit of time setting things up for me and I simply couldn’t let her down at least for the two weekends of my trial period.

Friday, April 09, 1999 My mother-in-law has the boys for the weekend, and tonight will be my first experience stripping! Kevin left right after work, at about 4:45, the boys were gone by 5:30, and I was due to make my initial appearance at the Maison Rouge at 9:00 tonight, I am already tingling all over with anticipation. Julie has everything I will require, (I can’t take a chance on Kevin discovering anything!) and has said she will pick my up at 8:15.

Sunday, April 09 10:47 PM. I just arrived home. WOW, what a weekend! We arrived at work shortly before 9:00, and changed into our working clothes. I had chosen to wear the same black dress with red lingerie as I had initially worn when Julie first planted the seeds of stripping into my brain. Julie led me to a curtained off area where the girls all changed, and she pointed out the stereo system we played our tapes in to me, as well as introducing me to the other girls as the entered. The first men were admitted right at 9:00, and the girls were encouraged to start working them.

Julie ushered me out to the main floor area, and took me on a quick tour of the facility. The dance stage is over half the size of my bedroom, and about knee high above the floor. She then showed me the areas where the girls do the table dances. She told me that any of the large armchairs were acceptable, at no extra charge to the guys. There was a separate area that contained a dozen more armchairs that would cost a guy an extra $10, as well as a series of curtained off areas just large enough for a chair, a lamp on a table, and the table that we danced on. That area would cost a guy an extra $20. It allowed them to have us perform in a more private area than out in the open like the other areas. She told me that a woman could get away with giving a guy a few extra liberties there. She the led me back to a table where we sat down to talk for a few minutes. On the way to an empty table she introduced me to Rick, and Mike the men we gave the house portion of our take to.

She told me it was her job to ensure that all the girls were putting a good effort into entertaining the men that came into the club, and to expect her to get after me if I was not working the floor on a rather regular basis. I told her that I understood what she meant, and asked her if there was anything else she wanted to tell me right then. She said that I was going to be the third dancer to go on stage, and suggested that I watch the first two performers. She then explained to me that it was my responsibility to be ready for when Mike or Rick told me I had two songs left before my turn came up. Then she added that I was to make the announcement as to whom it was going on stage.

I said thank you to her as I stood up, and looked around to see if there were any men were sitting alone. I saw a guy across the room, and I saw a guy just as he sat down. I went across the room to ask if I could sit with him. I introduced myself to him, and he said his name was Carl. He said he was waiting for Lisa, but agreed to let me sit with him until she showed up. I told him that it was my first day working there, and he said that he had been coming in for several months.

We talked for several minutes before a rather slight, but good-looking woman came over to talk with him. Carl excused himself, and the two of them made their way towards the table dance area. I assumed that I had just met Lisa. I took another look around, and saw a table with two guys sitting at it, what the hell I figured. I walked over to them, and again introduced myself. Their names were Mark and Harvey. I again engaged the guys in some small talk, before asking if either of them would be interested in a lap dance. Harvey replied that they were actually hoping to get in a few lap dances that night. He added that they wanted two women and armchairs next to each other. I took a quick look around and saw Julie sitting all alone. I waved her over, and after explaining what the guys wanted, we told them to choose their seats. They picked two chairs not far from the stage. Julie talked to me as we picked up our tables, and reminded me that I was supposed to keep at least a bra, and panties on, but added that I could lift, or lower either if I chose to.

I slowed and arrived just after Julie did, and ended up in front of Mark. I deliberately waited and followed the actions of Julie. She placed the table between Harvey’s legs, sat down, and slowly removed her dress. I felt those familiar tingles run up my spine as I followed her lead! I asked Mark how much he was willing to pay for this session, and he said that he was ready to spend $200. Knowing that I had a half-hour to go, I began giving him my best effort. He was quite cautious to start, but slowly got a bit bolder as I reacted to his actions. He rubbed my back with his hands; I nestled in closer to him. His hands slithered to my hips, and I shifted mine closer to his cock. I caught Julie as she hoisted her bra up to show off her tits, and I quickly followed her lead again. Mark took the opportunity, and had a quick nibble of my left nipple. GOD! It sent even more tingles up my spine, and I knew that I was going to have a lot of fun doing this! I allowed him to nibble for a minute or two before sliding my body down his, as I pushed the table back I let my head slide all the way to where his cock was hiding in his pants.

I breathed heavily through his pants, right onto his cock, and he moaned his delight! While my tits were below his knees, I deftly undid the front close hook of my bra, and again I slithered my way back up his body. His hands had gone to the back of my head, and as I came back up, the hands followed the curves of my shoulders, sides, and of course across to grip my firm tits.

He complimented me; “Those have to be the best breasts in this place! Where have you been all of my life?”

“I’ll never tell,” I told him as he gave both a gentle squeeze. My hands were on his head, and I pulled it in to nestle between my breasts. I felt his tongue as he licked both oh them. I slowly refastened my bra, and as I did, I pulled the table in close with my feet. I leaned back onto the table, and as I did, my right hand went to the crotch of my panties.

My fingers slipped inside them, and began to wriggle around. Mark’s hands were busy rubbing my legs while my fingers were shifting the panties around giving him quick glimpses of the treasure hidden inside them. My left hand was behind my head, and as I watched him, his hand began moving, and as it did, my left hand moved as well, and I covered up my pussy just before his hand got there. His eyes pleaded with me, but I shifted myself into a sitting position on the table. I informed him that I had to keep some things confidential, after all I had a lover already! The money for the table dances was being given to me when a girl named Marie announced the first stage show. I quickly headed over to pay my dance fees. It cost me $100 of the $200 I had been given. I chose a seat at a table with Julie to watch the first stage show. Julie told me that stage shows go on about every hour, and stated that my time would be about 11:30, the first being about 9:30.