12 Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy

It was almost a week after Darren had left on his two month trip, Kiara tried to keep from thinking about it by going to the club with Lupe every night. She was still a little unsure of herself, but the amount of tips she was getting told her she was doing something right, and gave her a confidence boost.

Tonight she decided to dress like a cowgirl. She wore a dark brown leather cowboy hat, her fox ears poking out of the top, her just below shoulder-length hair left untied beneath, held in place by the hat. She tied a brown handkerchief snuggly around her neck. Her breasts were just covered by a skimpy blue denim bra with spaghetti straps, dark brown leather strips hung down from the bottom edge by several inches, drawing the eye lower to a pair of low ride blue denim shorts. The shorts clung tightly around her hips, just barely covering the bottom of her ass cheeks, and also had strips of leather hanging down several inches onto her thighs to match the top. She wore brown cowboy boots with a three inch heel, and topped off the look with a blue denim jacket, left open to show off her cleavage.

Once she was up on the pole, she swayed and spun, making the strips of leather brush against her skin as she moved, tickling her so she ended up grinning a lot more than usual. Once she had a few guys come sit around her, she knew it was time for her little show to really begin. She had already discussed a county music song request with the DJ ahead of time, so motioned at him to put it on next, then decided to get a little more comfortable while waiting for it to start playing.

She faced the surrounding couches, gripping a piece of the jacket in each hand, she pulled it open wide to show off her breasts, then flipped the top edge down onto her shoulders, her hands came together as it tightened on her arms, forcing her breasts against each other. She gave a naughty smirk to the guys while turning her face away from them coyly, licking her lips before biting the bottom lip gently. She pulled down again on the edges of the jacket, then moved her hands behind her back, pushing out her breasts while slipping her arms from the sleeves. Once free, she tossed it carelessly to the back of the stage, out of the way.

She now stood next to the pole, grabbing the pole with one hand, she hooked one leg around, reached over and pulled off the boot, tossing it with the jacket before repeating with the other side until she was barefoot. She did this to get ready for more involved moves on the pole without hurting herself since she would be changing positions quickly as each move flowed into the next and wouldn't be able to have as good of a grip with the boot as with her foot.

She stood behind the pole, holding it with one hand while pulling her hat off to quickly flip her long hair forward and back, putting the hat back on before spinning around the pole, jumping several feet up onto it, she wrapped her legs around and made a lassoing motion with her hand over her head.

She now tossed the hat behind her on the stage as her thighs held the pole between them, her one leg straight while the other bent at the knee over top. She leaned back letting go until she was upside down, grabbing the bottom of the pole, now above her head as her body arched backwards, making herself spin around the while hanging there.

She wrapped one leg upwards around the pole while the other let go, stretching out straight towards the crowd as she continued to rotate. She now grabbed the pole above and below her body, letting go with her legs and twisting to straddling the pole without touching it. Her body quickly switched position again, her right leg hooked around the pole, the right foot touched her left knee while the left leg stuck out to the side not touching the pole, while reaching her hands out to her sides, spinning while hanging upside down. She slid her body down a few inches and stopped spinning as she put her hands on the floor, her feet wrapped around the pole above her, making a humping motion with her hips before releasing the pole and slowly easing her legs to the floor in a straddle position, as close to a split as she could accomplish.

Her body turned to the left as she sat on the stage, she bent her left leg while straightening out the right against the stage, and vice versa back and forth twice to the rhythm of the music then her left leg bent quickly over her right leg, then as she dropped it back to the floor, she continued it into a fluid motion of flipping over to be on her hands and knees, arching and dropping her bag twice in a humping sort of motion, then getting to her feet, her hand running up her body, stopping at her head with an imaginary hat tipping motion.

Now she hooked her left leg around the pole, her right hand gripped it at chest height as she raised her left hand and made a lassoing motion, rocking her hips to exaggerate the movement. She dropped her leg and fluidly spun around in place quickly before hooking her right leg around the pole, spinning around as her left leg hooked to be over top of the right, giving a quick wave to the guys.

Then climbing higher up on the pole, she hooked her left leg around it while her right foot wrapped below her for balance, her right hand gripped her foot as she leaned back, her left arm stretched out above her head. She spun tightly around the pole several times, varying her moves between spins and hanging off the pole, while swapping which leg was hooked around the pole back and forth, allowing herself to slowly slide down to be near the floor again.

Her hands touched the floor like she was doing a push up while her she grinded her little shorts against the pole between her thighs, then let the pole ease down against her crotch area until she was laying on the stage. She flipped herself over, rubbing up her thigh seductively before grabbing the pole, spinning around it and pulling herself up into a kneeling position. Her breasts rub against the pole as she pressed herself forward then quickly back, flipping her hair, before her feet jump under her from kneeling up to a crouching position to push her body seductively upwards against the pole. She swung around the pole then stood in front of it, doing a little dance to the country music while giving emphasis to each move with her hips.

As the song was nearly over, she gave one final leap up onto the pole, flipping upside down as her right leg hooked around the pole, her left knee pulled into her chest by her left arm as she straightened it out above her head, her right hand below her, helping to balance her grip on the pole while her body rotated. She held the pose as the song came to an end, then slowly let herself down.

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After her performance she personally thanked each guy watching her, giving a kiss on the cheek to those who she saw give tips, before plopping down on the couch breathing hard. A tall lanky guy sat down next to her, "I got you some water, ma'am." He said with a slow southern drawl as he offered her an unopened bottle of water, which she gladly accepted. She looked at his face while thanking him, he had shaggy brown hair that almost covered his sad brown eyes, his skin was tanned from being outdoors, and he seemed to be young, in his early twenties she guessed. A black cowboy hat covered most of the hair, two horse ears poked out the top of the worn brim. He had on a pair of worn out blue jeans which had a hole in the one knee, and a red plaid button down shirt. She couldn't help but think he was kind of cute.

She realized she had been staring and looked away hurriedly to take a sip of her drink. Her reaction made him give her a quiet smile, which looked sad because of his eyes. Something about him just made her feel like she should give him a hug, though she wasn't entirely sure why, if it was just the way he always looked, or if he really was sad.

He continued speaking slowly, drawing out his words, "I really enjoyed watching you ma'am.. the country music and your cowgirl outfit made me feel like I was back on the farm." Kiara could tell as soon as she heard him that he wasn't from the area because in the city everyone was in such a hurry and spoke quickly, never taking their time like they had all the time in the world to get a thought out like this country boy.

She smiled in response, "It's nice to meet you.. uh.." "Hank" he stated right away, seeming to understand she was looking for his name. She reached out to shake hands with him, "It's nice to meet you Hank, I'm Kiara." She paused, "I'm glad I could make you feel at home, where are you from?" He tried to tell her about where he was from, but the volume of the music made it difficult to hear anything he was saying. Kiara interrupted him, "Hey Hank, do you mind finding a quiet table upstairs, I will grab my things then meet you up there?" He nodded and headed for the steps while she picked up her clothes, pulling on her boots before hurriedly grabbing her tips from the jar.

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Upstairs she slid into an empty seat next to him on a couch, "ahh this is so much better, I can actually hear you now. Go ahead and tell me about the farm." She let him do most of the talking, he seemed to perk up quite a bit as he spoke. His sad eyes didn't look quite so sad, and he smiled as he chatted about this and that.

They had been talking for over two hours when Hank's hand gently rested on her knee, Kiara was slightly surprised as she turned her head towards him and was met with a soft kiss on the cheek, she didn't move as he reached up to brush the hair away from her ear while whispering, "you sure have made this lonesome cowboy feel a little less alone tonight." She drew in a quick breath in surprise, not sure how to respond. His hand slid softly from her knee onto her mid-thigh, she could feel his breath on her cheek, "I don't know if you would ever consider a country boy like me, but I sure would like it if you thought about the ideer."

His face moved away from hers while his hand returned to rest on his own knee, giving her space to make her own decision on the matter. She looked at him thoughtfully, she wasn't sure how she felt. She wasn't tied to anyone so was free to date any guy she wanted, and this guy did seem pretty nice, and was kinda cute.

He then added, "How about a date? Are you free on Saturday?"