Discovering OTC
Call.Me.Ishmael
Rhode Island
When and how did you first learn about the world of OTC encounters?
Corollary question... when and how did you first experience your first OTC experience?
Yes, I'm riffing on samiel's recent thread.
For me, it was the mid 2000s (maybe later? ... it's a bit of a blur). I was more of a regular at the Cadillac Lounge at the time, because back then it was a great club.
My CF there was a very hot, petite AA dancer with gorgeous natural breasts named Melissa. She and I had accumulated three very rewarding experiences upstairs on "the couch", which was a full-size couch surrounded by very heavy drapes.
On my fourth night with her, I remarked that I always had fun, but I'd prefer to have more room to maneuver and didn't love the loud music and crowd sounds during our time together.
(Also, I'm pretty sure a blacklight would turn that couch into a giant Rorschach test...)
I honestly wasn't shooting for OTC because... well... I was entirely ignorant. Anyway, she didn't blink. She gave me her phone number and told me that if I booked a room on one of her nights off, she'd be there. We settled on a reasonable price, she set some reasonable conditions, and it was off to the races.
We probably had six great OTC encounters before she moved to the West Coast. She also spoiled me for future OTCs... never late, never begged for extra cash, and never brought drama to my doorstep.
If I could be so fortunate ever again...
Corollary question... when and how did you first experience your first OTC experience?
Yes, I'm riffing on samiel's recent thread.
For me, it was the mid 2000s (maybe later? ... it's a bit of a blur). I was more of a regular at the Cadillac Lounge at the time, because back then it was a great club.
My CF there was a very hot, petite AA dancer with gorgeous natural breasts named Melissa. She and I had accumulated three very rewarding experiences upstairs on "the couch", which was a full-size couch surrounded by very heavy drapes.
On my fourth night with her, I remarked that I always had fun, but I'd prefer to have more room to maneuver and didn't love the loud music and crowd sounds during our time together.
(Also, I'm pretty sure a blacklight would turn that couch into a giant Rorschach test...)
I honestly wasn't shooting for OTC because... well... I was entirely ignorant. Anyway, she didn't blink. She gave me her phone number and told me that if I booked a room on one of her nights off, she'd be there. We settled on a reasonable price, she set some reasonable conditions, and it was off to the races.
We probably had six great OTC encounters before she moved to the West Coast. She also spoiled me for future OTCs... never late, never begged for extra cash, and never brought drama to my doorstep.
If I could be so fortunate ever again...
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The first time I executed was at a popular Indianapolis club that was among the top-rated on this site for many years. I mentioned I was staying at a nicer hotel downtown. She asked if I wanted company.
She was not great company. Needed a psychiatrist moreso than an OTC partner. Raided the room's minibar. Spent a lot of time talking about how important her daughter was to her on the verge of tears. Not a good experience.
I've only actually executed OTC three times in my clubbing career. Only once was it worth it. The Midwestern ethos, my high standards and my limited resources don't make it easy.
OTC appealed more to me since I'm paranoid ITC. I was regular seeing a dancer ITC who strictly did not do extras ITC. One day she let it slip that sometimes she'd meet people OTC. It wasn't until a bit later I asked her about OTC. She never actually brought it up with me. It was definitely not something she did regularly.
We were always super comfortable around each other and really I wasn't looking for OTC FS at the time. It was just the perfect storm of being comfortable with her, me knowing she never did ITC extras, and me knowing she wasn't a high traffic girl.
Everything we did was covered and super safe. Her safety and our comfortable relationship led to more OTC encounters. She started traveling for work and eventually stopped texting me. I don't know what happened to her, but I hope she's doing well!
I still haven’t done it. I’ve been satisfied with what I’m getting inside.
I have dated a couple of dancers but nothing really happened with them. I didn't want to get sucked into their lifestyles. A good choice I think. Plus I was dating plenty of civvies at the time.
Now all I want is a nice lapper and maybe a blowjob from a nice looking younger lady. AND IT's SO GODDAMNED HARD TO FIND!
Not being an extras-guy during the first-half of my PL-career, and not being into fave/particular dancers (preferring variety), OTC (in terms of paying a dancer for OTC services) was not something that really crossed my PL-mind - sure, very early on I thought I would like, and thought I could, date a stripper I had met at the club that was "really into me" or so it felt as a green-newb, but that erroneous-fantasy didn't last long) - early-on in my PL-career I imagined that perhaps there were guys that saw dancers outside the club but I thought it was more like a regular date (non-paid) and perhaps not even sexual and thought it was more about appeasing a good custy and not losing him (which I assume does happen) - OTC as an art where guys work a dancer as a regular then pay her for OTC services (sex + dinners, etc), and guys specifically/mainly looking for this, it was not till I joined TUSCL that OTC in this sense became clear to me as a branch of the PL-sciences.
About 4 or 5 years later I made it back to Memphis and went looking for Danny's only to find that it was out of business. I did see a bill board for a club called the Platinum Plus and I wound up going there.
I soon met a dancer that asked "Do you like red heads with big tits?" I said yes and she joined me. We had a drink or 2 and she brought up private dances. I was emboldened after my visit to Danny's a few years earlier and asked if she would rather go to my hotel room. I was surprised that she said yes. It was still early in the evening and she asked me for $40 up front to pay for her tip out. Knowing what I know now, I might have balked at doing it but gave her the $40 and went back to my hotel room at the Red rood Inn.
She showed up about 45 minutes later her hair still wet from a shower. Nice touch. I forgot the exact amount of money but it was well within my boundaries.
Soon after that I discovered TUSCL and started doing anonymous reviews mostly on Memphis clubs.
I headed back to the civilian dating world and a successful OTC didnt occur until last year. Like Papi says, there is an art to it and its not easy to pull off but experience is crucial. *Depending on the club* I actually prefer ITC "fuck and flee" LOL since I find you usually wont have the same energy/vibe/connection/whatever when meeting outside of the club. Granted ive only done it a couple times, but thats been my experience.
We finally made it happen a couple of days later and while it only cost me a couple hundred bucks that time, it has ended up costing me many thousands of dollars over the intervening years. That shit gets addicting man.
Anyway, after a few VIP visits with her which was kissing and fingering we eventually agreed we'd OTC. The OTC didn't actually happen until like the fourth time planned, because all previous times she flaked. It was probably luck of the draw the fourth time, because I was driving nearby the club, texted her to see what's up and she was down for it and needed a ride home too since it was close to closing time
We checked into a hotel about 10 minutes away and had some fun. All in all three times in that short 4 - 5 hours we were together.
My mistake/learning experience came when I was headed to take her home that morning. We hadn't agreed or mentioned any amount and when we get to the apartment complex she asks about last night and needing to pay her car note. Well I gave her like $120 which was all the cash I had on me. Through us mildly arguing and/or me allowing myself to be suckered I go take out like $160 - $180 more to give her.
A few days after, she tried to run an "I'm pregnant, need abortion" hustle. Luckily I didnt fall fool and a friend of mine told me to offer to be at the clinic to see if she was being for real, and she never texted back on the subject.
I think we had OTC once more, maybe twice after that initial one.