The Downside of Becoming Friends with a Stripper
Thursday, September 26, 2019 2:28 PM
First off, I like talking to strippers, they have a lot of stories to tell, some funny, some fascinating, some outright horrifying or disgusting. My wife doesn't understand why I enjoy socializing with strippers so much, when i'm not this verbose when meeting people in the outside world. I can't help but find strippers interesting. Dare I say that I enjoy conversing with them almost as much as i enjoy a well delivered lap dance?
I got especially close to one lady, let's call her Blue, for the color of her hair. Blue is a relatively attractive Filipina in her late 20s, she approached me one night and asked if i was Filipino too (i am not). But it opened up room for a conversation that lasted for over an hour. Now Blue isn't necessarily my cup of tea, she's quite pretty and very skilled on the pole, but a lifetime of Playboy and Penthouse has made me a sucker for leggy blondes with fake boobs.
I let Blue know right from the start that I wasn't interested in a private dance, but that if she wanted to sit with me and chat, i'd buy her a drink. As time went by, we got lost in our conversation, and i felt slightly guilty when i realized how much of her time i had taken up, and how much money it must have cost her in lost revenue to sit and talk with me. I decided i would ask her for a private dance out of a sense of obligation.
The first dance was awesome. Getting to know each other had served to break the ice and we were comfortable enough with each other to kick the intimacy up several notches. I stayed for 5 more songs. As i've grown older, i have found that personality, passion, and intimacy, even feigned, is more important for me than the girl's physical looks when getting a lap dance.
Over the next year, whenever i would visit the club, i would always reserve enough money for at least 3 dances with Blue because she was my pal and i enjoyed her company. It was during this time that i began to realize just how in demand she was becoming. The amount of time we would spend chatting and catching up was getting shorter and shorter each visit, and i saw less and less of her off the stage.
This last weekend, i barely caught a glimpse of her blue hair as she went in and out of the VIP room like it was some kind of revolving door. It had been over 2 months since i had last seen her, and I was surprised to find that i wanted to feel her body pressed close to mine and grinding into me almost more than i wanted to catch up. It wasn't until close to the end of the night that she managed to find enough time to sit with me, and I wasted no time in asking her to the VIP.
In the VIP room she got naked and straddled me cowgirl style, then proceeded to grind on me. For the next three songs we chatted like this without changing position. It wasn't till the end that I realized that aside from the pleasure of catching up with her, I had not achieved any real sexual satisfaction. I had considered asking for another dance, where we would both be quiet and get lost in the movement of our bodies, but didn't know how to do that without hurting her feelings.
I'm hoping that the next time we'll have more time to do our catching up outside of the VIP, and save the lap dance for just the physical stuff.
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