Behind The Bike Sheds,
Chapter 31

Kate

Before I had had a chance to contact Juliette, Donna called me out of the blue.

"Hey Jamie!" she began.

"This is a surprise," I responded. "How are you going?"

We chatted breifly and Donna asked how things were going without her guiding our shows. I said that we had received lots of e-mails and told her how it went with Marie, and how we had put together some extra guidance, to go with the existing guidelines so that everyone knew what to expect. Donna indicated her approval.

"That's a great idea. Normally when I speak to the showgirls, I tell them how it usually goes. I guess without me out of the loop, a friendly helping hand wouldn't go missing," she explained. "Anyhow, I have a favor to ask you boys."

"Anything for you, Donna." I replied, slightly concerned as to what she might ask.

"I have a friend called Kate. She has been through some tough times recently and when I told her over a glass of wine or two the other day about our escapades, she confessed that she would really like to do something like that. I know you fellas have no doubt got a list of future showgirls as long as your arm, but would you consider adding Kate to your list, and trying to fit her in soon?"

"Of course! You know we would do anything to help you and your friends." I was releaved that she hadn't asked for anything more complicated.

"It's just that Kate is a little older than most of the showgirls I've sent you in the past, and she's also quite shy. The idea of you guys getting excited over her body has really given her a spring in her step though. You just have to promise me that you boys will put on a show of strength as hard as any that you have before, if you know what I mean."

"I know what you mean," I did know what she meant. "Send me her number and I'll give her a call and arrange something." We chatted a while longer and Donna gave me a little of Kate's back-story and suggested that before we took a decision on whether to invite Kate to give a show, she would send over a picture of her. We ended with our usual greeting and hung up.

Later that evening, Donna e-mailed over a picture of Kate. It wasn't at all what I was expecting. Given Donna's description, I had expected some decrepit, wrinkly old woman in a knitted sweater. Instead, here was a woman in matching blue bra and panties, and who was cheeky enough to have pulled her panties down to show her pert looking ass. I couldn't see her face, however I couldn't imagine that we would fail to be interested in seeing her undress.

Donna had included Kate's number so the next evening I gave her a call. Despite the sexy audition photo, she did seem very shy. Not nervous, she seemed keen to put on a show for us, but a little concerned that we might not find her that alluring. I reassured her that based on the picture that Donna had sent us, she had nothing to worry about.

"Oh no, not that picture? The one of my flashing my fanny?"

"Yes, that's the one!" I replied.

"I can't believe she sent that to you. When we were talking about the possibilty of her introducing me to you, I told her that you wouldn't be interested and she said, 'let's take a sexy picture and send it to them'. I had drunk quite a few glasses of wine. You see, I've never done anything like this before and though Donna assured me it would be fine, and as much as it would really boost my self-confidence, I never thought it would actually happen. I thought she was kidding me!"

I reassured her that there was nothing to worry about and explained that we would stand a safe distance away from her and that our rules didn't allow us to get any nearer, and especially not to touch her (or ourselves) unless invited by the showgirls. We agreed a date and time, and she chose a location on the edge of some nearby fields which was so far from anywhere, the only person who would ever normally pass that way would be the farmer whose fields they were. It was to be hoped that he wouldn't be ploughing that day.

The day came along for Kate's show and the boys and I tramped our way along the narrow and somewhat overgrown footpath that led along the side of the field to where we had agreed to meet. We arrived early and I was explaining to the boys how shy that Kate seemed when she herself arrived.

She was a little older than I would have guessed from the audition picture that Donna sent us, I would guess she was in her 60s. That said, she had a slim figure and nice looking legs and I already knew she had a shapely ass. As for her breasts, from what I could see, they weren't that large. She was wearing a black top and denim skirt, and a pair of beige colored boots. We introduced ourselves and in person, Kate was less shy than I had imagined, more coy if anything.

"So boys," she began. "I've been practising a little move to get this show underway." I could see that hanging over her shoulder were two black straps, one from her top and presumably one from her bra. She fumbled around a little clumsily with these straps and eventually with a theatrical flourish, pulled her bra out from under her top. It was more impressive than it might seem on paper, and solicited a haerty round of cheering and applause from the boys, which she seemed very pleased with.

"How did you like that?" she asked, standing holding her arms.

"That rocked!" Conan was being unusually normal, no sci-fi or odd mystical quotes from him today.

"Can't wait to see what other magic you have in store for us," Mike added.

"It'll be up to you to judge whether what you see is magic or not," Kate replied, "but I appreciate the encouragement and especially the cheering!"

kate - She lowered one strap to reaveal one breast

She lowered one strap of her top so that her right breast was now on view. Over the many shows we had seen before, I had come to use different words for our showgirls chests depending on their size. Boobs was reserved for busty girls, tits were the middle size and breasts for small ones. Kate's were definitely breasts, and seemed small and, to put it politely, not particularly well inflated and reflected her age.

On the other hand, her slow and bashful attitude was exactly the kind of approach that I liked and my cock was already straining at my shorts in anticipation, if nothing else, of seeing the ass which her audition picture had revealed in the flesh.

"The revelation of any sufficiently pretty woman to a bunch of guys like us is indistinguishable from magic," Adam seemed to be taking Conan's mantle for the obscure today. Kate looked bemused.

"I think he is trying to say that you being here and letting us view your lovely body is all the magic we need," I tried to translate Adam's prose.

"Good!" Kate replied. "For a moment there I though he was calling me a witch!" We all laughed briefly and I sensed a little of the tension that had originally accompanied her easing away.

Very slowly, and with a wiggle of her shoulders, she let her top gently descend down her arms and chest. With one last wiggle, both of her breasts came into view. They were far more shapely than I had at first imagined, like two teardrops gently resting against her chest. Her nipples were quite erect which I had previously learned meant that she was either cold (and it was a warm afternoon) or aroused. This boosted my own arousal and I was really enjoying her performance.

"Can you see clearly enough from over there?" she asked, looking especially at Conan who was holding the camera. "Why don't I sit down over here and you can all come a little closer to get a better view."

She moved slightly towards us and sat on the ground, her legs crossed and her arms both covering her stomach and leaned forwards slightly, squeezing her tits together, a ploy I had previously noticed that some of the showgirls had done to make them look bigger.

"Do you like what you have seen so far? Would you like me to keep going?" She asked.

"The magic show should continue to sparkle. My wand is appreciating it," Adam was being obstruse again, but his message was clear enough.

"I remember now, this is a two-way show isn't it?" Kate smiled a little. "Perhaps the time has come for you to show me your wands. How far do you usually undress? Is it just pants down, or do you go all out?"

"It's totally up to you," Mike replied.

"OK. In that case, I choose the all out option. You can all take your clothes off."

While we undressed, Kate moved slightly and put her hands on her knees, her legs now slightly apart. She watched us all undress and wriggled gently where she was sitting rather alluringly. Of course with her panties still on, her legs being spread did not reveal much more of her body, other than her stomach. I could now see why she had been holding her hands hands across it, as it was quite wrinkled. Then again maybe that was because she was sitting down.

"I'll join you!" she added. As we continued to undress, she stood up and turned away from us and lowered her panties to the floor showing us the ass that we had seen in her audition photo.

"Do you recognise this ass of mine?" She had obviously had the same thought that I had been having. "There's only one problem now. You're all naked and your magic wands are on show, but I have my back to you. If I turn around to face you, you will get a full frontal view of me, and although you've already seen my teenie titties, I have never shown anyone other than my boyfriends, my tight twittle." I'd never head it called a twittle before. "Would you like to see my twittle, boys?"

"You betcha!" Mike was alway the first to speak.

She slowly began to turn to face us. Her head turned first and she feigned a little shock, her mouth forming an 'o' shape, when she saw our stiff wands. Despite her age, and the wrinkliness of her stomach, the gentleness and slow coyness of her show was exactly the style of show that I liked the most and my cock was already imitating a think magic wand.

She very slowly turned around until we could just about see her 'twittle'. Unlike many of the showgirls we had seen, her pussy was completely hair free. Despite that, and despite her facing us, it was still difficult to see her beaver which was still hiding tightly between her legs.

Adam continued his obstruse narrative, "I see it all perfectly, there are two possible ways ahead, one to the left, and one to the right. Take one, or the other, you will not regret it."

Kate looked at the rest of us, "Do you get this guy?"

"I think what he is trying to say is that you shouldn't stop the show now. You may never get the chance to do this again," Mike explained.

"That is what I thought too," I added.

"Oh, the show isn't over yet! There is still magic to come." Now completely naked in front of us, other than her boots, which was probably a sensible move given that she was standing in some long grass, her mood seemed far more ebullient. "An eye, for an eyeful, eh?" She looked at Adam.

She sat back down. "Ooh, this grass is tickling my twittle, I need to find a more comfortable position." She wriggled about a little and in the process, slowly opened her legs. "That's better but my little twittle is now staring out at you." Her bush was one of the smallest we had seen, just a tiny slit between her legs.

"Your twittle is as pretty as a flowerbud," Conan finally spoke up.

"That's kind of you. Why don't you move a little closer and get a better picture so that you can remember it clearly?" Kate offered. Conan walked a little closer towards Kate and she put her arms behind her back and thrust her hips out a little so that her pussy was projecting a little forward. Conan took his picture and moved back to stand with the rest of us.

"You know," Kate began, "I have been sitting and standing here looking at your wants, and you've seen my ass, I want to see your asses too. All of you, turn around." We all did as instructed and waited. There was a slight rustling sound coming from behind us and then silence. We waited for a while and eventually Mike spoke up.

"How do you like the view?" Mike asked. There was no response. "Can we turn around to see you again?" Still nothing. "We're turning around now..." Silence. We all turned around to see that Kate had vanished. Her clothes, which had been resting on the floor, were all gone and there was no sign of her.

"The final magic trick!" Adam realised. We got dressed again and walked off back around the field, discussing Kate's magic show and all decided that she had maybe been far less coy than we had originally thought.

Behind The Bike Sheds,Chapter 31

Kate

Behind The Bike Sheds,
Chapter 31