11/07/2022
My 2nd wife was a foxy little redhead, she was quite a bit younger than myself, I was 32 and she was barely 20 at the time.
During that period, lots of women wore what were called "sizzler" outfits, some of the older crowd will remember those. Overly short skirts with criss cross tops, matching underwear that showed with every step.
We took our two week vacation to Reno, a place called Jesse Becks that was right on what passes for a river.
Patty, my wife, sometimes wore her Sizzler outfits when we went out to a bar we frequented that had strippers. It was outside of the city we live in, so the dancers sometimes went full nude, even though that was illegal at the time in Oregon.
There she wore just the outfit, no bra, no panties, and she was sometimes more of a hit than the dancers on stage were.
The dancers flashed breasts and sometimes pussies for tips, Patty liked to play pool and bend over the edge of the table.
The casino we stayed in had a section that was raised, where the main bar was, it was about four feet over the main floor.
We quickly discovered that the night bartender did not mind Patty sitting there on display one bit, he was even plying her with free drinks.
The stools could be rotated, so she would turn around, the band was on the other side of the room, also raised, the dance floor down below, strobe lights which were all the rage back then flashing colors.
Patty never cared who saw her red haired covered beaver, and if some guys showed particular interest, she would do things like turn one foot her way and pretend to scratch.
She left a lot of wet spots on the stool doing that, flashing always got her horny as hell. One time a guy came up to her, asked her if he could take her picture.
She said "sure" and opened up wide, then pulled her top down so the guy could get a titty shot too.
That was a crazy two weeks, we had quite a following, until some older lady took offense and Patty nearly ended up in a fight.
I was tempted to let them go at it, Patty was no slouch in the combat department, she grew up with three brothers.
But I dragged her out there that night. I would guess well over a thousand people knew she was really a redhead before we went home.