Evening in Hooterville

Julie went with me to a northern Dakota job site last week. Pretty basic trip but clean motels, carryout dining for the most part and eating in parks or at our hotel/hunting lodge accommodation’s deck or room.

We actually wore our masks when around other people as the Corona pandemic is really bad now in the Dakotas, the second worst in the Nation. We think mask wearing and distancing probably do help prevent Corona spread and helps us think we are trying! We had distanced ourselves, dieted, worked out and tanned all spring and summer at home and never even got to our local lake, Mexico, CA or FL, but we are (Julie especially) in good shape and tanned. Julie's hair person recently had recently reopened taking a few clients, so Julie had her long hair cut, colored a brunette color and spiked up for a blue-eyed brunette look.

Friday night before Labor day, I was done working and we had started back south towards home, but ended up in a small Dakota town and found out from the lodge keeper that a local lake/river side supper club with an older owner have their bartender, servers and staff all wear masks, which is very unusual in Dakota, so we decided to eat there.

We had not had a chance to dress up the entire week, so to go out to the supper club, Julie got out her black tights, heels and very short black knit dress/tunic length strappy top. The tights really show off her legs and butt. A light sweater, a black mask and eye shadow completed her dressy outfit for the evening. Me, khakis, oxford button down and topsider boat shoes. We stopped by and found hand sanitizer in use at the supper club. (good sign). The staff was wearing masks, tables spaced 6' or 8' apart and the patio dining overlooking the river/lake was open. Out on the patio, we had a couple cocktails, shared a prime rib dinner (serving large enough for a family of 4). We watched the sun set over the river/lake and rail bridge. A beautiful evening. We were back and crashed at our room in the lodge by 10 PM.

Saturday, we made a late start, found drive-through coffee and kept heading south and east towards home. We had a late lunch early dinner, carryout in a small-town park and kept driving.

At about 10 PM we were maybe an hour and half from home. I realized we would be traveling near and past Hooterville, the home of the L&L, which is about a half hour from home, so I mentioned it. We had not been to the small-town stripper club bar in more than a year and definitely then were very respectable (LOL). Before we were married, I had taken Julie there a few times before where some serious flashing and more went on. She even had gotten on stage for a few minutes. The stories are on this site somewhere. We have been much more careful since getting married, and Julie moving up north to our rural home, about being seen in a place like this, by respectable stiff-backed people we might know. Julie thought about it few minutes, looked the L&L’s number up, and called them on her cell!

The L&L owner manager answered and was glad to hear from Julie. He told Julie that he was open, had a small crowd of maybe 5 tables of 2 to 4 mostly if not all men with tables distanced and cleaned after use. He had two house girl dancers working in masks, no circuit girls. The dancers were cleaning the pole and mirrors as they left stage after a set. One of the dancers was our friend Haley who we had gotten to know previously and occasionally see in town a the grocery store, etc. Haley is a babe, MILF, early 30's, blond bobbed hair, blue eyed, very nice natural boobs. She maybe a strong 8 maybe on a 9 on the scale of 10, both in looks and personality wise. She is married, two kids, good husband. He gets off work at a factory in town and gets home. They do dinner with the kids and by 8 she can be at work at the L&L where she makes good money and has good hours while her husband babysits.

We left the main highway and took the north side secondary road into Hooterville. It had absolutely no traffic moving. A mile or two north of town, Julie had me stop. She got out and roadside started removing shorts, top, underwear and moved in front of my pickup lights. With a couple nude bumps and grinds in the headlights, she moved to the back door of the pickup. She got her heels and short tunic/dress top out. With no undies, everything showing, she climbed back in and we headed into town.

Julie had me drive around the block twice looking at cars and license plates to try to decide there were no locals parked out front. The employee parking had a couple local cars, and she decided it would be OK to go in. We pulled on our masks, Julie's black and mine USA flag pattern. I walked around to the passenger side and helped Julie down mentioning her “dress” and lack of underwear were showing everything. Her answer “that's the idea”!

Walking in, there was no one in the front bar/pool table area. The owner manager was back at the entry to the showroom said hi, long time no see, and did not collect a cover charge from us. We walked into the back-show room, past the stage and to the far corner of the room near the dancers' lounge. Haley was on stage already nude except for her mask and waved to us and said hi as we walked by. There were tables already occupied with groups of 2 and 4 men 15 or 16 men total. The show room had one server and a bartender working.

The server came by and I ordered a single serving bottle of cab for Julie and a soda and glass of ice for me (driver). It’s really inconvenient to pull masks down for a sip.

The two-house girl dancers were doing 3 or 4 song 12 or 15 minute sets with 12 or 15 minutes between sets. When Haley finished her set, still in mask, she stepped into her bikini brief bottoms, cleaned off the pole and mirror, used hand sanitizer and topless came down the steps to our table. Julie asked how it was going? Haley said without table dancing being permitted due to Corona and chairs and interaction at the stage rail not permitted, her tip money was way down.

Haley commented that Julie looked ready for the stage. Julie said that was maybe the idea. Haley laughed and said fine with her as she always made good money when Julie went on stage with her. After a few minutes, when the other dancer started her next set, Haley excused herself to go the dancers' lounge. Julie got up went with her to freshen up.

After the other dancer was done with her set, it was about 11:15 PM before Haley and Julie came out and went up the steps to the stage. Both girls had their masks on. Julie's knit tunic/dress was way too short and riding up to show her bottom. She was managing to keep her puss covered, kind of, but being up on the stage it was obvious she was nude beneath.

By the end of the first song, Haley had her top off and Julie had her dress straps pulled down and her boobs showing, but her butt and puss were covered. By the end of the second song, both girls were nude except for masks and heels. Stripper stage dancing is really different and difficult from social dancing per Julie. Haley, with this now being most time she ever had with Julie on stage was serving as a good teacher and example for Julie…

Several men in the audience walked to the stage edge and laid tip money on the railing for the two girls. I did get up and lay out two tens for the girls. By about 11:40 PM, both girls had sanitized the mirrors, pole and hands and were off the stage and back to the table. Julie laid her dress on her chair and sat on it in the nude in heels. Haley was back in her bikini bottoms but topless. The manager/owner walked by and gave the girls a thumbs up. Julie said a couple times, with the mask, being nude on stage was definitely easier. I said the change in hair style and color probably were helping her feel more comfortable too.

At midnight, the girls went to the dancers’ lounge, and by a few minutes after midnight were back on the stage. Julie started off nude which the regular girls never do. By the end of the first song, Haley was nude too. Tips from the dozen or so men in the audience were laid on the railing and the men kept a 6’ or 8’ distance from the railing. The distancing really made Julie feel more comfortable both Corona wise and personally.

Haley and Julie’s next set was at 12:30 AM with both Julie and Haley starting and ending nude on stage. They were back to the lounge. At 1:00 PM last call, Julie joined Haley and other dancer on stage for the group finale. Julie, in mask definitely appeared comfortable being so nude so long this evening. I am sure the distancing from the audience helped. She said the lighting had prevented her from seeing much of the audience. There was some light clapping but nothing out of line at the ends of sets. Julie left all the money she had gathered with Haley as she has before.

The owner/manager offered to hire Julie again. Julie didn’t feel like her dancing was even close to par for stage work, especially if she was alone. I think she is good looking and personal enough to do just fine (but not close to home (LOL)).

Coming off the stage and even before the few men left in the audience had finished drinks, Julie pulled her dress on and motioned for us to leave. We said/waved bye to Haley and left. I helped Julie climb into the pickup. She got her heels off and complained her legs were killing her, and that this had been much harder work than she thought it would be.

I had half an erection, so unbuttoned and unzipped pants for the ride home figuring Julie might pat it a bit (rolling foreplay). Julie’s dress was pulled up around her waist so I could rub puss lips as she spread legs.

Right away on the secondary road outside of town, I went around a curve with driver’ side wheels on divider line. There is no shoulder and no traffic, so what the heck. A car was parked back off the road as I started out of the curve. Red and Blue flashing lights, loose erection and cover with shirt tails, Julie trying to pull dress down. Chinese fire drill in the pickup. I pulled over, stopped, switched dome lights on, rolled my window down.

Patrolmen, Deputies, Sheriffs, Cops, etc. all have dangerous jobs in these days. I kept one hand on the top of the steering wheel and hung my left hand out the window. This is just common courtesy for cops, I think. Julie sat prim and proper in her seat with knees together.

The patrolman got to my pickup rear and walked up along the side. He shined his light in, then asked for my license, registration and insurance card. Without speaking, Julie opened the glove box and got the papers for me. I took my license out of my money clip and put it in the envelope too and handed them to the cop. As he took them, he asked if I had been drinking. Answered, “no”

The cop was back in his car for 5 minutes plus, came back and asked if I had a gun in the truck. “No” was the answer. I assumed when he ran the numbers it showed up that I do have a concealed carry permit. I didn’t tell him that there is a pistol, in a case, in the locked tool box in the back bolted to the pickup box.

So, in a 10 or 15 minute stop I said “no” politely twice. As he handed my papers back, he said “have a good evening”. Julie popped back, “we intend to”. The cop smiled and walked back to his car. I told Julie the cop probably thought she was a professional working out of the L&L and she laughed.

No other cars came south out of Hooterville while we were stopped. I am sure people leaving the L&L could see the reflection of flashing lights in the distance and went east instead back to the city. We probably saved someone a ticket.

Once home, we showered off quickly, helped dry each other and crawled into bed. I started low with the tongue and worked up to kissing and like an old missionary, finished. The last thing I remembered was Julie asking me roll off as I was just about sound asleep on top of her. Great Day!! Rob/Julie

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