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Some years ago a workmate told a co-worker and me that a certain female worker (I'll call her Erin) who we knew at the company dances a couple of nights a week at a strip club. Not believing him, that such a modest conservative girl was a topless dancer, the other co-worker and I decided to go to the club and see for ourselves.

Arriving at the club we were ushered to a table near the wall where it was dimly lit. In the center of the room was a circular well lit stage. And on that stage was Erin, our female co-worker. At this club dancers dance two consecutive dances, one in a G-string and bra, and immediately after a topless dance, then the next girl dances.

She must have been on her second dance because Erin was topless, dancing in only her G-string. She couldn't make us out because of the room lighting being dim and the stage lighting being bright. So, with an air of incredulity we sat back to enjoy Erin's erotic dance.

When her music ended, she retrieved her bra, dismounted the stage and walked through the sparce crowd to, I suppose, the dancers' dressing room. That is when she saw us. When she recognized two of her male co-workers, she stopped in her tracks at our table and had a most horrified expression on her face. Her humiliation was apparent. In those brief seconds, bra in her hand, she started to say something, but turned and rushed on her way.

Finishing our drinks, the two of us were able to watch Erin, slightly more dressed in her bra now, embarrassingly serve drinks to customers. The whole trip, about an hour. We left, not wanting to put Erin in more embarrassment.

And what happened the next day at work? Did she go and talk to you, or did she act like it wasn't her?

underdog_13 wrote: Sun Feb 16, 2025 10:15 pm And what happened the next day at work? Did she go and talk to you, or did she act like it wasn't her?

She avoided us for about a week, but approached us to explain things. I don't remember much of that conversation. She was much too embarrassed to talk to us the next day.

However, I think I noticed a small change in her behavior, rather like she got something off her chest, or no longer had to hide something. I don't know how many others knew about her dancing job, but I never spread around that I found out.

We were never around each other much at work before, but she seemed a little more comfortable around me after her performance. Interesting, I thought.

I'm only posting this true story here, and not making it a new story, because I only heard it through a friend that wasn't directly involved.

This happened in the '90's, in a strip bar called the Runway 66 in Mississauga, Ontario. This is a strip totally naked bar, and (back then anyways I haven't been to it since the '90's) would have a featured dancer, usually a known porn star or woman that posed for Hustler, etc.

One particular night, the runway stage was lined with a whole bunch of courier delivery guys from one company, I guess they still had their uniforms on. When my friend talked to one of them, he found out that a woman from the courier company, possibly a dispatcher, had quit to become a stripper. This was going to be her first appearance.

That's all I know about it, sorry, no more details.