I [M] stripped for my female coworkers.

Five years ago I (29M) started working part-time at a liquor store, and became friends with a lot of my fellow coworkers. Three of the girls who worked there already had a little clique together, and I befriended them pretty quickly. I’m a bit of a class clown type, so I always found myself joking around with them while the shop was slow. As the months went by, all my fellow coworkers and I would get together after work (usually at least twice a week) and drink and dance and party. It became a pretty tight-knit crew.

One night when we were goofing around and dancing, I started jokingly twerking on one of the girls and everyone found it hilarious. Another one of my coworkers had an OMG moment, and said they should get me to do a hilarious dance for her cousins bachelorette this summer. I pretended to be apprehensive, but the truth is I love attention and I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, so It was right up my alley. I said “Sure! …I can wear a goofy yellow speedo, and pop out from under a trench coat!”. We all laugh, but I’m thinking they have no idea what’s coming.