Wild Night

Helen is waiting for me and she's still completely nude. She motions me over to the couch. She then wants to know, “Would you like to see me dance nude like that witch in the video?”
Okay, I have just been asked a question where the only acceptable answer is, “Hell yes!” I cleverly say, “Of course. You're much sexier than the girl in the video.”
Helen then snaps the trap shut. She purrs, “What if I did it in public?”
“Helen, this is Cold Springs! You would destroy yourself, and me, in this town forever, if you did something like that.”
Helen says, “Yes, that would be true, but I don’t plan to do it in Cold Springs. We girls want to make sure that you boys are thinking of us, not some stripper witch somewhere far away. We girls are going to go on a working trip this Valentines Day. We girls are going to show you boys that we can show just as much and be even sexier than the nude dancing video girl.”
Since Helen is saying, 'We girls,' I can see that I'm not talking to just Helen, but to all six of the wives of the management of our Cold Springs operation. I decide to try a bit of reason. “Helen, why is it that you girls want to dance nude, in public? You girls look food enough, but why?”
Helen says, “We have spent our whole lives here in Cold Springs. Cold Springs is a small town. If any one of us girls did anything that was the slightest bit out of line, her mother and the whole town would come down on the girl. As a result, we have been very good girls. Now, all of us want to try being bad girls, if only for a night.”
I can see that I'm going to have to analyze the whole situation and find out how to talk some sense into Helen and the rest of the girls. “And, just where do you intend to display yourselves?”
Helen asks me, “Do you remember Wendy?”
“Perhaps you are talking about Wild Wendy, the girl who was expelled from Cold Springs High School for conduct unbecoming, or whatever?”
Helen says, “The very same! Wendy left Cold Springs and went to work in a place where they have nude dancing girls. It’s a high class place, where the nude dancers just dance. Of course, if you want, we can go to a place where the nude dancers also have to serve drinks and get fondled by the customers.”
“No, I don’t want you to serve drinks in the nude and get fondled by the customers. Let me talk to the other guys and see what their reaction is.” (What my plan is here is to fight a delaying action and maybe talk the girls into just dancing topless, instead of nude. I can see that things have gone too far to talk them out of the idea of a public display.)
Helen says, “You can talk to the boys if you want, however, we have already made travel reservations. We girls, at least, are going.”
I do talk to the rest of the guys. Some of them have seen the video, some haven't. They have all heard about the video. All of the girls have, apparently, seen the video. I'm told, by the rest of the guys that we're going far away from Cold Springs and our wives are going to dance nude in public, thanks to Harvey.
I think on the situation. The girls currently do an exercise show on public TV. The show features a lot of jumping and jiggling, so they're in shape to dance and they have the moves. They are also in the kind of shape where they can be seen naked in public. The girls can’t even wear sexy outfits in Cold Springs, without threats of being forced to wear a scarlet letter W on their chests, thus there's probably the pent up desire to show themselves off a bit, like the girls in the big city do.
I then check things and find that the airline and hotel reservations have indeed already been made. I also check out the place where the girls are to dance. There are pictures of the dancing girl staff on the Internet. The girls are shown dancing nude on the stage (of course, the interesting bits are blanked out) and also carrying trays of drinks.