So once again, believe it or not, I am as honest as possible. There will be no in depth details about me having sex with a girl. So, if you're reading this hoping to get some type of pleasure from reading about another man having sex with a woman, stop reading now.
This site has been really helpful for me and a lot of the discussions seem truthful. From the response to my last article, I learned that there are others that are learning and some have the same concerns that I do. There are also those that of course choose to ridicule. Oh well, here's how it went down.
I was set to visit the same area where my first OTC took place. I texted my girl a few days in advance and got no response. I texted her the day I got into town no response, oh well like most strippers, she's not reliable. I decided to go to the club and get some dances. I showed up at around 10:30. Got a few dances on the floor, nothing special but a decent night. At around 11:30 I heard my girl's name announced as being next on stage. She came out and we made eye contact. After her dance she came down and sat with me.
Small talk and SS. She got a new phone blah blah blah. Didn't have any way of contacting me. She's so happy I'm in town etc. She sat with me for about an hour before we even talked about a dance. She initiated the discussion about OTC. She said that she had such a great time with me previously that we needed to do it again. I had to leave as I had to work early the next morning so we decided to get together in the afternoon the next day before her shift.
We agreed to meet at 5pm and discuss details over dinner. I texted at 5, nothing, 6 nothing. At 7 I had concluded that it wasn't happening and got some dinner. She finally texts while I'm eating. SS of course. She still wants to get together blah blah. Okay, meet me at hotel at 8. 8pm - 3 hours after what we agreed on. "I'm on my way". 9pm - 4 hours after what we agreed on. I'm 5 minutes away. I'm very angry now. I text her to not bother coming by. She knocks on my door at about 9:30pm.
I let her in and I'm pretty pissed off. She's in a normal outfit, jeans and a shirt. She looks great. More SS and small talk. It was strange seeing her as a "normal" person. Remember she was dressed up for our first meeting. I saw the person, not the stripper, that made me even more angry. Now it was a person screwing with me not just a stripper. We talk for about 45 minutes. I can tell she wants to discuss what we're going to do but she doesn't want to bring it up. She finally does and I tell her I'm not happy. SS about why she didn't show up on time. That was enough for me. I catch her in about 5 different lies. I finally tell her no thanks and she can leave. She's very apologetic and tells me I won't be mad after we spend time together. I stay strong. At about 10:45pm she agrees to leave.
It didn't feel like a power play but that's what it turned out to be. She has since been texting wanting to know when I'll be back. Of course that's because she needs money but i feel like I have the upper hand now. To be continued...

