After about 15-20 minutes, Louise and I had just about recovered from the intense and fantastic experience of the first part of the show.
Simon popped in again with a couple of drinks for us and asked how long we thought we needed to recover before resuming our next part.
We asked for another 10 minutes as we both needed to get changed and to finish re-applying our make up and generally get ourselves prepared for the next part of our little performance.
Simon then went back out and we hard him on the PA saying the show would restart again 15 minutes time.
A loud cheer went up and I have to admit that the nervous anticipation was something else. My stomach was literally doing somersaults, whilst my pussy was in a place of its own. Tingling with anticipation and absolutely still dripping my sticky juice.
For the second part of the performance we had agreed we would try and get some audience participation, unsure as to how far some of the guys would be willing to go and cautious of the bar staff being over zealous.
“Ladies and gentlemen please put your hands to together for Louise and Anna as they take the stage of their second performance routine of the evening.” Simon was clearly enjoying the compare role and as Nelly’s ‘Lets take of all our clothes’ boomed out Louise and I staggered our way back out into the limelight.
We had both decided that this bit was going to be more about acts and engagement with volunteers rather than the straightforward strip routine of the first part.
So we had both gone for, well a minimalist approach too clothing it might be said.
Louise had put on a pair of silk, seamed black stockings. A tiny see through bra and panty set (the panties having ties around them to hold them up,) a pair of black stiletto and a see thru black negligee. She looked like she had stepped straight out of a scene from a wild west bordello.
I had gone with my trusted red seamed stockings, red panties and bra set (the bra being peephole and the panties totally see thru.) I wore my red stilettos to complete the scarlet lady approach.
A large and raucous cheer greeted us as we wiggled and waggled onto the stage, dancing provocatively to the naughty lyrics of the song being played.
As we approached the centre of the stage my stomach was doing butterflies and my nipples had begun to harden, revelling in the ache and the tell tale signs of lust building up in myself.
Louise was appearing as randy as ever and her eyes glistened with the familiar look of want and desire.
Once on stage we did a little bit of wiggling and dancing. Some smooching together, running our hands over the front of each others titties and legs. At one point we were deep in an embrace our tongues flicking in and out of each others mouths.
Our snogging session continued to the delight of the onlooking gaggle of men as they crowded ever closer to the stage area.
By this point Louise and I were really going for it and Frenching each other deeply as our hands wandered up and down our bodies: caressing our titties and pawing over our arses and legs.