Behind The Bike Sheds,
Chapter 14

Shelby

After twirling Twyla came steady Shelby. Calling her steady is probably doing her an enormous injustice however she did dangle off one of the poles Behind The Bike Sheds far more successfully than some of the other showgirls. Donna had perhaps described her better as 'show-off Shelby' but then again all of the showgirls who had undressed for us were show-offs in their own way.

Late Friday afternoon we made our way around to the show area to find that Shelby was already waiting for us. She had standing in front of one of the concrete bollards and was hanging off the steel pole above it. She had long black hair, tied behind her head in a couple of pony-tails. Shelby was taller, and maybe a little younger, than some of the showgirls we had seen before, and although it was still difficult to tell through the beige top and black skirt she was wearing, she seemed slim and shapely. A very good start.

"What kept you?" she asked. "The sun is going down and I want to get home before it goes dark." The days were getting shorter and although we arrived at our usual time, the shadows cast by the sun were lengthening.

"I jest!" she continued. "I arrived early to scout out the area and check to see whether any uninvited guests might appear. I hear one of your lecturers caught one of your shows." Word had obviously gotten around that Miss Ford had nearly found us out.

Shelby climed up onto the concrete bollard and, cupping one of her boobs in her left hand she asked,

"What shall it be? Do you want me to show you my tits, my ass, or my beaver first?" No-one had bothered to ask before, as they usually had an agenda of their own.

"I'm easy," Mike responded. Shelby winked at him,

"Of course you are! What about the rest of you, are you easy too?" We all nodded eagerly. In response, Shelby leaned forward, precariously balancing on the support whilst holding onto the pole for support. As she did, we got a glimpse of her cleavage and although it was still difficult to tell, I had the feeling that she was going to have great tits. My cock agreed and began to harden.

She jumped down from the bollard, with amazing poise. It was a good 2 feet off the ground and she landed as deftly as any ballet dancer would.

"Let us begin at the beginning. You ain't going to see anything with my top and my skirt still hanging off my body." She grabbed hold of the waistline of her top and lifted it over her head, revealing a similar colored bra holding what looked like very shapely tits underneath. Her stomach was flat and looked in verry good shape. I was very much looking forward to finding out what the rest of her body looked like. There was a small tattoo on her left arm, though I could not make out what it was.

Without waiting for any feedback, she took off her skirt. I hadn't been wrong about her figure, which given her height and slenderness emphasised what looked as if they were going to be a pair of pert tits. I noted, though only casually, that although her bra and her top were in matching colors, her panties (which were red) didn't match her black skirt, nor her beige bra. It was a shame, as I imagined that in a matching red bra and pantie set, she would cut a very handsome figure.

"So, back to my earlier question, what do you want to see first? I could take my panties off and then you could see my ass, or my pussy. Or I could take off my bra and you could gaze at my tasty tits. What is it to be?"

"It's really up to you," Adam responded. "We don't want to dictate what you do. That's your decision." Shelby seemed a little disappointed in Adam's response.

"Can't you boys make a decision? A gorgeous girlie stands in front of you in nothing but her underwear and asks you which piece she should take off first, and you don't have a preference. Are you wusses?"

"For me," I began, "it would have to be your bra. I can't wait to see what lies underneath it."

"That would be the usual chain of events," Conan piped up. "However, removing your bra only accesses your tits and although you have two of them, if you were to remove your panties first we would get to see two butt cheeks and your bush, so that's three things. The panties offer the best value."

"Best value! Best value! This isn't some shopping mall." Shelby seemed a little annoyed, then she smiled, "But I see where you're coming from. There's logic in your choice."

Shelby mad a real meal of taking off her panties. There was lots of dialogue back and forth about, 'you don't really want to see any more do you', and lots of 'yes we do' encouragement in return. At first she just lowered her red panties a little revealing nothing more than a small tuft of hair peering out from above her pantyline.

After a long discourse she lowered her panties a little further and leaned forward a bit. It revealed nothing much more, other, perhaps, that an indication that she did intend to go ahead and take them off. Her attitude was very playful as she slowly teased us, inch by inch, with the lowering of her panties.

Eventually, she had lowered her panties all the way to the floor, but as she was still holding onto them and leaning forward, we had even less of a view of her beaver than when she had begun. The slow descent of her panties was having a slow burn effect on my cock which was gradually getting increasingly hard. The anticipation of what might be yet to come was fueling the slow burn taking place in my head. I was now very keen to see her ass and beaver.

By deftly turning and raising her leg as she finally took her panties off, she managed to remove them without letting us get a glimpse of her pussy or her ass. It was a deft set of moves and I couldn't help wondering whether she had practiced them before. Removing her panties without showing us anything underneath certainly showed some special skills and I wondered what else she might have up her sleeve, even though she didn't have any sleeves left to hide things up.

She finally took off her panties and stood in front of us with her left hand covering her pussy.

"I don't think you boys should be allowed to see any more unless I can see yours too." This was, of course, part of the guidelines. The showgirls could ask us to undress at any point. Shelby continued, "I tell you what... Turn around and face away from me so that you can't see me, and you can all undress. I want nothing left, no socks, no shorts, totally stark naked. Then, when you are all naked, let me know."

We all eagerly undressed. We had begun to get used to this part of the shows by now, so being naked in each other's company was something that we were no longer shy about. When we had all done as instructed and stripped naked, we let Shelby know.

"We're ready," it was Mike who acted as spokesman.

"Right, I want you remain facing away from me and lean forwards a little so that your boyish asses are on clear view, then look over your shoulders towards me, still facing the other direction."

We looked over our shoulders to see Shelby in exactly the same pose, leaning forwards with her ass brazenly projecting, looking back over her shoulder. She had a deliciously peachy ass and with her legs slightly apart, I could also see the outline of her pussy lips peering out between them. She had quite an athletic body and a cheeky grin on her face. She wiggled her ass slightly and instructed us to do the same. We all did as we were told and her cheeky demeanor had my brain working overtime and my cock wondering what was next.

"You can stand up straight and turn around and face me now." Shelby instructed. As we did so, she did the same and was now facing us, still wearing her bra. I have to admit to being very keen to see what was underneath it, as I sensed her tits may well be as shapely has her ass had been. I could see that she had a very small bush, just a small tuft above her pussy lips. She also had a very flat and toned stomach, fuelling my belief that she might be quite sporty in whatever she did when she wasn't putting on a naked show for us.

As she had done when taking off her panties, she also teased us by very slowly removing her bra. First she cupped her hands underneath her boobs.

"How much do you want to see what's under this old bra of mine?" she asked. I had already decided that the answer to that question was 'very much'. "Should I take it off?"

Without hesitation, I responded, "Oh, yes please!" Shelby seemed happy at the speed and voracity of my response, and she reached around behind her and unfastened her bra clasp. Cleverly, and without lowering her bra much, she moved her hands back around in front of her and held the bra cups in place over her tits.

"Peek-a-boob!" She laughed loudly at her pun and we all joined in. Some humor was always good in these situations as it lightened the mood. Continuing the slow removal of her bra, she let the cups drop just below her nipples, finally revealing her girlie tits. They weren't as large as I had expected. Disappointingly, her bra had given the appearance that there was more to behold than their actually was. Now she was standing directly in front of us, her arms by her side and finally fully naked. Her pussy was a very narrow slit with just a few hairs at the top. It was so small, I wondered how, if she were ever to get pregnant, a baby would ever fit through it. As I gazed at her nakedness I noticed that as well as me, all of the boys were now standing erect.

"We're nearly done then, time to get dressed again." True to the guidelines, Shelby had shown us all of her naked body. A silent groan of disappointment went out from the boys, but even without a sound, Shelby picked up on it. "How's about this," Shelby continued, "I will throw some shapes, and you boys copy me. That way I get to have you stand so that I can see your boyhoods better without having to tell you what to do."

"I'm up for that," Conan, our cameraman, responded with some speed. We all signalled our agreement.

"OK then, copy what I do..." Shelby's first position was standing with one hand above her head, holding onto one of the poles, and the other by her side. Her legs were slightly apart and she was turned slightly to her right. We all did our best to copy her pose, though without the pole to help with balance, we were a little unsteady on our feet. Adam nearly fell over at one point until we all settled into the position.

I could clearly see Shelby's beaver for the first time. It was as small and tight as I had thought. It's odd, looking back, but the shows that the showgirls put on for us never led to thoughts of sex, and I was not thinking about how it would feel to screw Shelby, but her tiny pussy fascinated me nonetheless. As for us, in our almost ballerina poses, our cocks were standing proud, pointing towards Shelby.

"Good!" she said. "Now I can begin to see what you boys are made of, but I think we can do better."

She maneuvered herself into a semi-squatting position with her legs wide apart, and her hands resting on her thighs for balance. Moving to copy her position, it was clear why she had chosen this stance. Though in her case, it let us very clearly see her now slightly protruding pussy, for the boys it meant our hard cocks were dangling slightly between our legs, very visibly.

"So that's what you boys hide under your trunks," Shelby stared deliberatly at each of us in turn. I could almost feel her gaze as she looked at my balls and cock trying to hang down between my lege but failing due to my erection. "How much easier it must be for you to play with your toys, than me with mine." She breifly rubbed her fingers over her beaver and then stood back up.

"That is definitely all there is for today," I naturally wondered if she had something else in mind for another day. "Time to get dressed and go home to play with our toys. Will you make me a promise?" she asked. Always a little wary of what we might be asked, we all nodded a littly cagily. "I know you have some pictures of me, if you play with your toys while looking at those pictures, will you let me know?"

"Yes, maam!" Adam replied.

We all got dressed, Shelby included, and as she head off around the corner back towards the car park, we began walking home. I vented my feelings that Shelby had either spent a lot of time constructing her show, including finding a pose that would make our cocks dangle down for her to see, or she had done that kind of thing before. She didn't seem the everyday showgirl type, though we could never be sure what the background of our performers was. Donna had always maintained that the reason they wanted to put on a show was to give them a confidence boost, but Shelby seemed confident already.

Much was revealed when Conan, having shared her photos, told me to send a text message to Shelby to say that he was enjoying playing with his toy, looking at her pictures. Her response was simply, 'me too'. So perhaps she had put lots of thought into her show so that she would remember it and get as much of a kick out of playing it back in her head as we would do many times in the future.

Behind The Bike Sheds,Chapter 14

Shelby

Behind The Bike Sheds,
Chapter 14