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I got married young and am in my early 30s now and for whatever reason he never gone to a strip club. Given that I’m married and work relatively normal hours, I don’t really have many opportunities to do so but one presented itself last month and I figured I would take advantage of the opportunity. I’m an extremely analytical person and did all sorts of research and went in with a plan. I brought in $140 and was going to play it cool with the bouncer, go to the bar and grab a drink. I’d watch the main stage a little bit and eye up the room, not get a dance from the first girl I saw but instead find a girl or two that I liked and grab a dance or two and get out.

I pulled into the strip club around 3:30 on a Thursday. Based on parking, it was impossible to tell if it was busy or not. There was a main door to the club and nobody was in front of it. I thought it was weird but walked in and saw that there was an inner door and a window. I figured this is where I paid the cover. I stood there for a few seconds then heard some voices telling me to just come in. I was expecting a dark room, lights flashing all over, music pumping, girls on stage and various other people scattered throughout the club. It was dim but certainly not dark. No lights or smoke. There were no dancers on the main stage. As this was not what I was expecting, I had butterflies and tried to act cool. There was a guy at one end of the bar who was engaged with one dancer. There was a guy at the other end who was also engaged and one dancer sitting by herself. I awkwardly sit a few chairs away and the first thing I notice is the bartender is the hottest one there. She was probably the oldest (early 30s) but looked damn good in a g string and t-shirt.

I get a drink and the lone dancer sits next to me. She introduces herself and asks if I’ve been there before. In my head I’m saying “yeah I’ve been here a few times but it’s been a while” when out of my mouth comes “no, it’s actually the first time I’ve ever been to a strip club.” Fuck me, I’m about to be taken advantage of. She makes a joke about being a virgin and gives me prices of afternoon specials of 2 dances for 40 or 3 private dances for 100. I’m a god damn mess and am pretty sure she’s giving me horseshit but at this point, the other two dancers have taken the other two guys away and it’s just the two of us. I could've just walked out but I didn’t go for it. I took my idea of just a dance or two and somehow decided to do a private dance.

She takes me back and there’s a couch and a partition making it a little private. You can still kind of see the entrance. She looks at me and says “um, you’re going to want to remove your keys, wallet, and phone.” God dammit I'm an idiot. I'm about to get my dick sawed off by my car keys. Now again, I'm thinking of two things. First, bouncers peak their head in so just keep my arms by my side. Second, you’re a grown ass man, she’s a professional, don’t pop a boner.

Song starts. She pops her top and starts with her back to me shaking her ass and grinding into me. I’m holding strong. She sits on my lap and leans all the way back so we’re cheek to cheek and grabs my hands putting them on her tits. “Anywhere but my pussy she says. Boner is popped which she has to feel on her ass. She reaches her hand down and grabs it outside my shorts to be sure. She then slithers down to the ground and turns around. She puts her mouth in my crotch taking me in her mouth through my shorts as I just feel the warmth of her mouth. She repeats a few times with lots of grinding and every once in a while sliding a hand up my shorts and giving me a tug. At this point all plans are out the window and I just want to explode. The three songs are up and I’m out of cash.

At this point, my heads is saying, that was fun but this is how they hook you, whereas my body just wants to explode. I fall to temptation and drive away to find an ATM and return. I come back and it’s like nothing has changed. Only my stripper at the bar who yells out that her husband is back. Have a drink with her and I suggest another round which she’s obviously game for as again, there are no other customers back there. We get back and she immediately takes her top off and yanks her shoes off telling me it’ll make for a better dance. I don’t even try to play it cool, I’m hard before she starts. For the first song she does her normal routine again. When we get to the second song, she peaks around the partition, sees the coast is clear, stands up on the coach and drops down like she’s in cowgirl and unzips me, reaches a hand down and moves her ass up and down while jerking me. The second song ends. Now I’m racing a clock. I really focus and midway through the third, I explode. I haven’t been back to a club yet but I fully realize that it probably won’t get better than my first time