Wanting boyfriends to come in and “hang out” at the club

As a customer, I would HATE it if the girl I was with was always looking over her shoulder toward her BF. That would totally take away any chemistry.

The worst part of having a boyfriend there is having to sneak her out and then back into the club when I'm done with her. What a PITA. ;)

All kidding aside, I've had that happen more than a few times with SOs who camp out in the parking lot, but never in the club itself. What DOES happen most often is that it makes the girl uptight and always feeling the need to check in with the dude. Also, even when a girl tries to hide the relationship, after a while it becomes pretty obvious to anyone paying attention.

No thanks. If a girl is dumb enough to bring her SO into the club with her then she's too dumb to earn my money. A lot of clubs don't allow this in the first place and IMHO it's a very good policy.

One of the dancers at a club I frequent is married. Her husband hangs out there certain days. (She will tell you she is married, but tells you the guy is not her husband. Other dancers tell me it is.) I have never gotten a dance from her when her husband is there and never will. I am totally creeped out by it. (She has a reputation of doing some OTC. Maybe her husband is trying to keep her in the club.)

I can't see how this works to the advantage of the dancer, customer, or the boyfriend.

Just no.

This seems like a bad idea, and I can’t understand why anyone would think it might be a good idea.

Boyfriends hanging out in the club - or in the parking lot - are not good.

If a club consistently has dancer boyfriends coming in - it might be a good idea to dedicate a private party room as the place where the boyfriends can wait out the shifts away from paying perverts. They could give them a big ratty sofa - a few big screens - and several game consoles - and they wouldn’t care what tricks their girls were doing!

Trying to figure out who would benefit from this and why, because I see onl,y losers, no winners.

Get them their own room in the back. Just gotta make sure Dottie Dancer didn’t invite her husband and bf on same night

It doesn’t seem to make sense from anyone’s perspective as far as I can tell.

There is one club I go to fairly often and I’ve gotten there at opening and several times seen a dude drive up with a stripper I like. She kisses him and goes inside. Eventually he comes in and sits at the bar, playing video games. He talks to no one but the bartender. It’s just weird.

I knew a dancer that was married to a retired army guy. They lived 17 miles away from the club and he always drove her to work because she had lost her drivers license do to a couple of DUI's. He always stayed for her whole shift. Always sat at the same table and she would sit with him quite often between customers.

She was not my type but was popular for stretching the club rules on private dances. She never had any kids so her 40ish body looked very good.

I heard that one day a customer asked her up front if she would go all the way with him in the back room. She told him to wait a minute while she went and asked her husband if it was OK. She came back to the table and took him by the hand to the back room.

He eventually got kicked out of the club for taking up space and not spending any money. I saw her name recently in a review. She must be pushing 50 now.

Yeah it’s really awkward. Talk about a mood killer.

I have known strippers that are married but I never knew one who’s husband or BF was in the club. It is funny in a way that the one time I came close to doing OTC with a stripper about 20 years ago, She was married and had a teenage daughter. Apparently the husband was cool with it.

Used to see a girl at a local club on an irregular basis, like every month or so, sometimes ITC and sometimes OTC. One day she let slip that one of the bouncers was her boyfriend. So I asked her how long, figuring it was a recent thing, her having never mentioned it before. Her answer kind of floored me, it was *before* the first time we'd met OTC. Then she said that he knew, and with a little smirk on her face said, "It's really not any different than you and your wife."

I had to laugh.

In general though, I've seen some less than positive outcomes from stripper boyfriends in the club while she's working. And some spectacularly bad outcomes...

Lol ^^

I HATE THIS.

Please, if your dumb loser boyfriend is in here, at least let your coworkers know so they don’t waste their time with him. Ugh! Or, go get a regular job so your man can bring his jealousy level down from super-high to moderate-high. Ugh.

Never underestimate stripper logic LOL (not that there aren't dancers who function beyond stripper logic).

I recall a few years ago a newbie dancer posting on StripperWeb.com and asking the other SW girls if it was a bad-idea to wear her wedding-ring at the club b/c she had just gotten married "and was very in love and wanted everyone to know" - most of the other dancers thought it was a bad-idea but she doubled-down that she was in love and proud to be so and wanted everyone to know it including in the club - IMO a dancer glowing about her BF or husband is probably not a good selling point but ...

My first problem with this is that he may actually be her pimp, That's bad from any angle.

Even assuming he's actually a (non-pimp) BF or Hubby, it's still a bad idea. I've heard too many news stories, some at clubs local to me, of guys who assaulted or killed a PL in a club out of jealousy (real or imagined) or because he thought a guy was not treating his woman well. And violence aside, I don't want a dance, with or without extras, knowing that "he" is aware of and perhaps watching what I do with his girl. She may well be doing extras with his awareness and even approval, but I'm not going there as a PL. If she and he are REALLY into engaging in sexual behavior with strangers, there's a place for that called Swing Clubs.

And, as others have mentioned, from the Club management POV, it's just bad for business. I guy sitting there for hours, presumably not buying dances from anyone, and taking space a paying customer could use. That's just deflating the clubs' margin due to lost revenue.

Finally, I know it happens, probably more often than BF's or Hubs showing up, but strippers often date bouncers and club managers. I've seen that turn to shit real fast as well when there are conflicts between dancers at the club and the Bouncer/Manager intervenes.

Please allow me to present a slightly different view of this subject.

If I knew a stripper's man was in the club, I'd take her to the LD room, and keep her there for as long as my money could hold out. The whole time I know that her loving boyfriend is sitting at the bar, wondering what's taking so damn long and what could she possibly be doing back there? He's checking his watch every five minutes, and then more frequently as the time gets longer and slower. He's getting fidgety and restless, squeezing paper napkins into his sweaty palms, but they just keep getting damper. He thought we'd be back there for 5 minutes, maybe 10 tops, but now he's finished three drinks since I disappeared with his girl half an hour ago. He's in a terrible emotional spiral because the more frustrated he becomes, the more he can't stop thinking about her performing some depraved act on me, and the more he thinks about it, the more frustrated he gets, and so on.

He checks his watch again. It's been 40 minutes and he's losing his mind. "Jesus," he thinks to himself, "what is this guy some kinda porn star?" On numerous occasions (whenever the topic had come up) she had promised him that she would never ever do anything more than just hand jobs. But shit, 40 minutes? Maybe this time, just this one time, she resorted to other more efficient methods just to get this guy to finally finish. Is she sucking him off at this very moment, right there on the other side of that fucking curtain? Does he even have a condom on, or did he convince her to remove it so he can come faster? "Shit! Shit! Shit! That motherfucker! That motherfucker is popping off a huge load of jizz into her pretty little mouth right now. The mouth that she'll be kissing me with later on tonight!" he pondered.

Meanwhile, the girl and I had begun such a wonderfully compelling conversation before we went off into the back room that all we did was continue talking. She sat next to me and we discussed our upcoming vacation plans, laughed about some of the hilarious wacked-out family members we each have, and discovered our mutual love of dogs.

Another check of his watch. 60 minutes. "An hour? A fucking hour?" The sweat is pouring off his face and his heart feels like it might explode. In his mind it's now an absolute certainty that she's being violated in ways HE had never even thought of before, all while he sits helplessly at the bar, unable to rescue her from this filthy horse-cocked scoundrel. He's throwing down overpriced, watered-down drinks, and can no longer control his tears. She's back there allowing her every orifice to be invaded, certainly despising every single second of it, sobbing to herself while she's selling her dignity for a few measly dollars, and all he can do is sit there crying like a baby. He feels like a complete loser, and he is.

As we emerge from the darkness, out into the main club area, she's smiling and giggling like a schoolgirl. She just couldn't get over that last story I told about my crazy uncle Artie! The dude at the bar looks up all he can think is, "Oh no! No! Fuck no! She fucking ENJOYED it!!!" Moments before we came out, unbeknownst to the girl, I had discreetly pulled my shirt tails out, opened a few buttons, loosened my belt and pulled down the zipper on my pants. I looked completely disheveled. I quickly hopped down the three steps in front of us and offered my hand to help her down. She tripped a little from those darn stilettos and fell right into my arms. I hugged her tightly and swung her around a little. She was laughing even more now and exclaimed loudly, "Oh my gosh... You're my hero!" just as the dude pulled out a gun and blew his brains out the back of his head.

The End.

I don't understand this mentality. If I were a stripper's BF, the last thing I would want to do is see her getting groped and flirting with a bunch of PLs all night. At most, if I just had to satiate my ego and need to demonstrate my alpha male abilities to a bunch of beta PLs, I'd pick her up or drop her off at the club and make it visible that I'm hugging and kissing her good-bye or hello. But that's the most of it. I'd either learn to trust my stripper GF to behave or I'd not give AF. Plus, there's the added complication that other strippers would approach and likely tempt me. No thanks.

Also as a customer I would probably avoid going after a stripper with her BF there. Notwithstanding all natural high mileage 8-10s of course. 😝

In the clubs I go to, at least where I know the policy, boyfriends are often not allowed in, and if they are in (or management suspects it's a BF but isn't sure) they seem to be on a VERY short leash. This, of course, does not apply to strippers dating the floor hosts, DJ, or manager lol

0ne time I knew two dancers who were cousins and dancing at the same club. One night they there was a wierd creepy guy in the corner staring an o e of the cousins and I talking. I mentioned something about it and she told me that was her male cousin. She told me he came in to make sure they were safe. It just weirded me out. I don't think I hung out with either one of those dancers much after that...

Another dancer I knew invited me to spend new years eve at the club she was working at. She has recently moved to Colorado from Texas. When I got to the club she apologized and said she had a male friend who came into town that day and wanted to hang out also. She asked if it would be okay if she hung with both of us and split her time up. I said okay. I was introduced to the other guy and we ended up getting along well. He kept telling me how her and him were just friends and he thought she liked me more than a customer. I had known her about 6 weeks at that point. He encouraged me to go after her and ask her out.

After another month or so she told me that was her husband. He had told her to level with me because he thought I was a cool guy. Seems like they had some sort of scam going on where he encouraged guys to go after her and would buy gifts or give her money. He was also a drug dealer and was dealing in the clubs where she was dancing at. I did talk to him after she told me this and he confirmed what she said about leveling with me. He said he thought I was a good guy and did not feel right scamming me.

No boyfriends in the club unless he's a serious fucking baller and going to boost your revenues on those dead days. Otherwise its just bad business. Or if he's really serious maybe once in a blue moon.
I had a gf stripper...I used to come and boost her and her coworkers on the worst days...maybe 3-4 a month...But otherwise I wanted her to work.
If she didn't wan't to work I'd support her...but otherwise if you're your own woman and independent, go to it.

Interesting! I talked to a stripper once and her husband did not like her working there. I think she liked it because she liked to drink - and I liked buying her some of those drinks.