Girls From The Other Side Of The Tracks

by Anonymous on Jul 8, 2025 at 5:51 PM

When I was 12 my parents sent me to my grandparents house for the summer. But my grandparents had decided to go on a trip to Europe all summer as my grandfather had just retired. So my aunt became my default baby sitter all summer. She was not happy about it. She told me she would have to bring me to work every evening and that I would have to stay in the back when she went out to entertain the guests. I had no idea what she was talking about. That evening about six pm we went to her work together. She drove into a parking lot where there was a building that said in big pink neon letters "GIRLS! GIRLS! GIRLS!" We parked around back and we went in through the back door after we were buzzed in. There was an older woman, a bit older than my Mom but younger than my grandmother and she wanted to know who I was and why I was there. My aunt explained I was her nephew and that I could not be left alone at home and she could not get a baby sitter on short notice. She said it was OK and told me to remain in the back. In the back turned out to be a dressing room, a private bathroom, and private lounge area and as you may have guessed, this was a strip club and my aunt was a stripper. I had no idea. I am certain my mother had no idea and neither did my grandparents and my aunt confirmed it by swearing me to secrecy. At that point began my adult education. Just as a sat at in a club chair to watch the TV that some of the girls were watching, one girl walks in holding a bikini top in her hands and wearing nothing but a bikini bottom. She took one look at me then turned around and sat down at a lighted mirror and worked on her face. She asked "who's the kid?" and my aunt told her I was her little nephew. "Nephew? I though that was a girl!" and she quickly covered herself up. I did have long hair so I can understand the mistake. But when the manager came back and didn't say anything about the girls being exposed in front of a 12 year old boy none of them cared any more and I got to see a lot of bare tits. sometimes they'd come out of the bathroom naked having just taken as shower and not bothering to cover up in front of me. It was like how a lot of people will just be naked in front of their pets without caring. It was like that. All summer long I saw so much tit that I had virtually lost interest in gawking at tits. I did though want to touch them and by July I got my first feel. One of the girls was a little drunk and sat right down next to me in that club chair and put her hand on my leg and then began moving it up telling me I was adorable and being a curious and horny little pervert I felt her up and when she put her hand on my crotch my hand went for her tits. She fed me one of her nipples and gave me my first through the pants hand job. The manager came in and caught us and yelled "Ruth!" and Ruth pulled her nipple out of my mouth and took her hand off my crotch and then the manager told her to go home and sleep it off sending one of the bouncers to drive her. The manager said nothing to me. On another occasion I was in the bathroom taking a dump when one of the girls came in winked at me, took off her street clothes in front of me then getting into the shower. That shower had a glass door that was not frosted so I could see everything and decided I needed a lot longer to wipe my ass. When she got out she reached over and flushed the toilet then while I still was sitting there she stood right in front of me and handed me a towel and told me the price of the show was I had to work and so I dried off her back side putting particular effort into making her ass bone dry, so to speak.

On many occasions that summer various girls let me feel them up, one taught me how to tongue kiss and one gave me my very first full fledged hand job. A few were caught feeling me up but nobody was fired for any of those things. Then just before my grandparents were scheduled to land my aunt told me I had to keep the whole thing a secret and then she handed me an envelope and said "This is for your eternal silence." I opened it up and there were fifty $20 bills in side. This was over twenty years ago when $1000 was a lot of money for a 12 year old. In any case, despite how things started out, my aunt and I got along extremely well and we did everything together except fuck. I even got to watch her take a few showers.

The following summer was a repeat only my aunt had her own apartment by then and most of the girls no longer worked there replaced by new girls. I spent half my summer with my grandparents and the other half visiting my aunt. We had practically become best friends and the manager invited me to visit as often as I wanted since I had been so well behaved but reminded me that I had to pay for lap dances like any other customer. I think she was joking because that summer I got my first lap dance and first blow job and I spent a lot of time kissing the ladies. I was sort of a mascot.

This went on until I was old enough to walk in the front door. By then my aunt was assistant manager and bar tender and no longer stripped. I did have to pay like any other customer but whenever a girl found out I was the boss's nephew they were extra nice to me if you know what I mean. Oh and I lost my virginity at age 15 in that back room while two other girls watched and gave me pointers.

One thing that surprised me about strippers is how many of them are in relationships with girls. My aunt eventually married one of the strippers and I would say at least a third of the girls were either lesbians or were bi but in a relationship with a woman. That number might be higher.

The above took place in Rhode Island and no I'm not saying the name of the club. My aunt still works there.