CHAPTER 18: POLE POSITIONS
Callie and Arizona's impending nuptials took on a life of their own a few months after that night in the Trauma Bay. Both mothers became entrenched on having as much of a "traditional" wedding as possible. Though neither one of the brides wanted a huge ceremony, the moms won the battle citing being the first born daughters of both families. So instead of arguing over the flower arrangements and seating charts, the women allowed the older women to plan the events with just final approvals coming from Callie and Arizona. Having decided on a June 25 wedding, and Callie's father reserving the ballroom at Archfield Hotel, most of the details were taken care of. Both women would be wearing white gowns, and walked by their fathers down the aisle.
The bridesmaids included Teddy as Arizona's maid of honor and Cristina as Callie's. They would be wearing blue dresses in the same shade as Arizona's eyes. Meredith, Lexie, Bailey, and Callie's sister Aria would wear red dresses. The groomsmen included Mark as Callie's best man and Arizona's younger brother Josh as her best man. Alex, Owen, Derek, and Jackson would round out the bridal party wearing their uniforms. Josh would wear his Dress Uniform for the Marines. The men would arrive on Ladder 22, and the women in horse drawn carriages. It truly would be a magical ceremony, as Arizona's mother Kate, had put it.
Two weeks before the wedding day, Mark approached Arizona at work, asking her to meet him at Joe's for a drink and to discuss the plans for Callie's bachelor party. When Arizona arrived she was very surprised at what Mark had planned.
"Arizona, let me first thank you for meeting me. I know that you mentioned something about rules concerning the bachelor/bachelorette party. I think I may have found a solution that would really surprise Callie and make it a memorable evening if your willing to give something a try." Mark had a grin on his face, and after Arizona let Mark explain his plan to her she was as excited as he was for the night to arrive.
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ARIZONA'S POV
I must admit I was skeptical of Mark wanting to meet me at Joe's that night. For a while I knew that he would be attempting to persuade me of the normal rituals, but he really surprised me. I at first was shocked that he would even suggest something like that but as he made his case, I was intrigued. Plus I knew Calliope would be completed surprised.
Mark had a friend who ran a local strip club. After I gave him the rule of no lap dances unless I was the one giving Callie it, he explained to me that a idea formed in his head. He would send me to "stripper school." I would go for 3 classes the week before the party, which is being held in Owen's and Cristina's place, because it used to be a firehouse and has a firepole in their living room which is perfect for Mark's plan.
I was quite nervous to say the least, since this is totally out of the norm for me. I went to my first class at the club Glitter Puss. I couldn't believe I was actually going to learn how to strip and give a lap dance. My "tutor" was Pouncing Panda, "PP" for short. She was a very tall, gorgeous red head with very large attributes, I noticed. She started me off with very simple moves and I quickly progressed through the first 2 classes. The 3rd class was picking my outfit, which I had already formulated the idea, and she helped pick the music for me, putting the routine in order. I was very pleased with my performance to date, and she advised me if I ever needed extra cash that I would make a ton as Dr. McPerky, the name she gave me.
So after kissing Calliope at the door and sending her off with Mark for her bachelor party I quickly went and changed for my starring role.
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CALLIE'S POV I kissed goodbye to Arizona at our door as Mark was becoming as impatient as a kid in a toy store. He blew Arizona a kiss and promised to take good care of me.
"Really Blondie, she will be on her best behavior. Scouts honor." Mark said as he dragged me to the elevator.
As we got in his car, he seemed very excited for tonights festivities, which put me on edge. The last thing I wanted to do before committing to Arizona was to screw it up with some silly party. As my mood was already edgey, he started to give me the scoop for tonight.
"Cal, listen, I know that your worried about Blondie, everything I have planned I cleared with her first. I wouldn't do anything that would jeopardize your life with Arizona. We are going to meet the guys at Vito's for dinner, then head to Owen's for the party. All the girls are going to Meredith and Lexie's so don't get your thong in a bunch. Relax and enjoy your last night as one of the boys." He started to poke at me and I eventually started to laugh. I guess he was right, if Arizona approved all the events, how could I go wrong.
We finished eating at about 8pm, and after a few more drinks and shots, headed to Owen's. His house was the old 69 house, which closed over 6 years ago due to budget cuts. Cristina and him renovated it into their residence, but kept a lot of the old fixtures and stuff, even the brass firepole. I really loved the place, the history, so I was glad he let us use his home for the party. All the guys were there from the Station, including Avery, Capt Sheppard, Alex, Owen, and Mark. Some of the other guys from A and C shift also came over. I was starting to feel the effects of the constant stream of shots being offered when there was a knock at the door. I was sitting on the couch and didn't bother to look over to who was at the door when I heard a woman's voice yell over the music.
"We were called out here for a noise complaint. Who is the owner of this residence?" Owen step forward and announced he was. The police officer asked to see him in the hallway and he stepped out. Returning after a moment, he spoke to everyone.
"The officers stated that we were in violation of the fire code. We are all detained from now until the fire inspector gets here." Owen was talking to the woman again and suddenly there was another knock on the door. Suddenly the door burst open and several more woman entered the apartment saying that to avoid fines a certain hot firefighter can help make the incident disappear. Mark hit the music again and it was then I realized these were the strippers that I knew he couldn't resist hiring.
A few of the guys whistled and one of the women came over to me, dancing around me, and after a few minutes a chair was placed in the middle of the floor. I was led by the women to it as they continued stripping their clothes off. I was being a good sport about it for the guys but I must admit as beautiful as they were my mind was only thinking about one woman's naked body at that point. A red head, danced her way over to me and handcuffed me to the chair. I wasn't too thrilled with this action and started to get upset, but Mark looked and me and gave me a re-assuring nod that I was ok. A blindfold was then placed over my head and that was when I became irrate. I was cursing in spanish and jusst wanted to be done with this night. I know Arizona gave her permission but it felt wrong for me to have these women rub against me with their naked bodies. Sometime during my rant, the music changed and I didn't hear anyones voices anymore. I called out to Mark, but the last thing I heard was the click of the door shutting behind me.
When the blindfold was removed a figure stood in front of me dressed in my firegear. She had on my helmet, jacket and bunker pants. She was wearing my scott mask and I wasn't able to see her face. I asked her to let me go that I had enough but she shook her head no and held up 1 finger. She strolled over to the stereo and pressed a button. Music started to fill the room.
I know I may be young, but I ve got feelings too. And I need to do what I feel like doing. So let me go and just listen.
She begins to dance, very very slowly. I'm trying not to look at her, but she keeps turning my face towards her. She takes off my helmet and I see the blonde curls fall. I know right then, that this woman is MY woman. I now have a huge smile on my face as she continues her dance, taking the mask off to reveal that amazing, beautiful face I am in love with. She smiles, showing me her dimples but her eyes are dark and lust filled as she methodically moves to the music.
All you people look at me like I m a little girl. Well did you ever think it be okay for me to step into this world. Always saying little girl don t step into the club. Well I m just tryin to find out why cause dancing s what I love.
She grabs my face, slowly tracing her tongue on my jawline, nipping at my earlobe. I'm completely powerless at this point and I can feel the desire pooling between my legs. She steps back and begins to ever so slowly remove the jacket, and my breath hitches as her breasts are revealed covered in a black leather bra. I swallow hard as she straddles me, giving me a full view of her perfect mounds. She grabs the back of my hair and pulls my face into the valley between them and I inhale her sweet strawberry scent. I glide my tongue over the creamy skin before she pulls my head back to look into her eyes she sings along with the song, rhythmically moving her hips with the beat.
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA) Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)(Do you like it) Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)(This feels good)
I know I may come off quiet, I may come off shy. But I feel like talking, feel like dancing when I see this guy.
She steps back again and suddenly my mouth is dry, and I'm unable to think of nothing but her. As she sways her ass back and forth, keeping with the music, I can't believe my fiance is performing a striptease for me. I had no idea she had moves like this. I'm feeling the quivers rising from deep within already. Grabbing the suspends she slowly lowers the pants to reveal a black leather thong, that bearly covered anything. Yep pretty sure my heart just stopped for a moment. She steps out of the pants, showing the thigh high leather boots with the 4 inch heals. I'm feeling my heart race like it's been pumped full of jet fuel.
What s practical is logical. What the hell, who cares? All I know is I m so happy when you re dancing there.
I m a slave for you. I cannot hold it; I cannot control it. I m a slave for you. I won t deny it; I m not trying to hide it.
Baby, don t you wanna, dance upon me, (I just wanna dance next to you) To another time and place. Baby, don t you wanna, dance upon me, (Are you ready) Leaving behind my name, my age. (Lets go)
She continues on with her torturous dance and then grabs the firepole behind her and jumps lifting herself off the ground and while wrapping her legs around the pole, drops backwards upside down and now I'm positive that I've stopped breathing. I'm attempt to free myself from the restrains of the handcuffs to no avail. I need to touch her, I need her to touch me. As if sensing my agony she lowers herself from the pole and as she stalks towards me removes the bra, her nipples spring out, standing at attention before me. I lick my lips in anticipation.
(Like that) (You like it) (Now watch me)
She seductively dances in front of me, slowly gyrating her hips keeping time with the beat, she prances back tothe pole, spining round and round, grinding it in between her legs. Never has a dance been more alluring or sexually charged for me. I become lightheaded at the pace that I'm breathing. She comes back to me stopping inches from me, she continues her singing while holding my hair in her hands she demands full attention.
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA) Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA) Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH) [Panting]
Turning herself away from me, she grinds her ass into my lap, over and over to the music. Just as I was about to scream she turns towards me and guides my mouth to her left breast. I tease and suck and bite over her sensitive nipple, then she moves me to the other, I'm begging for more, I need her now, but she whispers in my ear. "Not yet." Standing up she continues to dance around me, alternating between positions on my lap.
I really wanna dance, tonight with you. (I just can t help myself) I really wanna do what you want me to. (I just feel I let myself go)
I really wanna dance, tonight with you. (Wanna see you move) I really wanna do what you want me to. (Uh Uh Uh)
Baby, don t you wanna, dance upon me, (I just wanna dance next to you) To another time and place. Baby, don t you wanna, dance upon me, (Are you ready) Leaving behind my name, my age.
I m a slave for you. (Take that) I cannot hold it; I cannot control it. I m a slave (It just feels right) for you. (It just feels good) I won t deny it; I m not trying to hide it. (Baby)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA) Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA) Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH) [Panting]
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA) Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA) Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH) [Panting]
I m a slave for you. (Here we go now) I cannot hold it; I cannot control it. I m a slave for you. (Here we go) I won t deny it, (Yeah) I m not trying to hide it.
(I'm a slave 4 U-Britney Spears)
Just as the song ends she begins a long, passionate kiss and in that moment I explode, feeling my orgasm rocketed though me. She smiles and gets up leaving me panting, as she puts the gear back on. I shake my head in amazement as the sex oozes from Arizona. She just brought me to my climax by dancing and kissing me. At this point I was pretty sure I died and gone to heaven as a happy woman. She comes over to me, leaning into me as she whispers in my ear.
"That baby is just a preview...wait until our wedding night. I love you Calliope, so hurry home now because I'm on fire for you, and I need to be put out. Mark will release you once I leave.". She kisses me one last time before securing the mask and helmet back on.
I hear the door open and after a minute Mark comes back into the room wearing his famous "cat ate the canary grin." He unlocks the handcuffs and I still can't feel my legs at this point so I just sit there, continuing on in my shocked state.
"Callie, are you ok? Geez, with the way you look, Blondie may have actually stumbled onto a side career."
I suddenly am brought back from my happy place and a sudden wave of jealously hits me. I stand up and grab him by his shirt, "No that will not be happening, she is MINE!" I let go of his shirt, and smile at him, knowing that Arizona has completely shown me a new side of her. I grab my jacket and motion for Mark to come with me. I need to get home now , so I can finish what Arizona has started tonight. Mark just shakes his head, not saying a word, and follows me out the door wearing the biggest smile I have ever seen on his face. Tomorrow I will thank him for the party, but tonight is all about Arizona.