I had a couple of hours...

I had a couple of hours to kill before a delayed flight out of town so decided to check out the clubs on Brookpark Road. After a less than memorable (and somewhat scary) experience at Secrets I decided to check out Amber’s. The physical plant is nothing special. In fact, if it weren’t for the oversized runway and stage in the middle of the room, you could be convinced that you are in a somewhat run down, blue collar neighborhood bar. There are numerous televisions playing sports behind the bar and the waitresses look more like neighborhood girls than want to be dancers. As far as the dancers are concerned, they were mostly 6-8 as far as looks, basically attractive girls next door. The day I was there all of the dancers were white other than one black girl.

The reason, in my belief, to go to Amber’s is the private dance area. First of all, the area isn’t really private at all. It is in the corner and one step up but there is no sense of privacy separating the couches that line the wall of this small area. A bouncer sits right outside an area, but has no interest in what the girls are doing other than to utter a code word every time the door to the club opens. The girls step away at that point until all are confident that the new patron isn’t police.

I went to the back with three different girls and my experience was uniformly excellent. The private dances are very high contact with the girls rubbing themselves all over you and aggressively grabbing my crotch. I told one that if she didn’t stop I was going to cum and she just smiled and kept going. With two of the three girls as I bought more “private” dances, they proceeded to pull their G-strings aside and encourage me to finger them on both the outside and inside. I have a pretty strong hunch that some of them would leave the club with a patron for the right amount of money.

If you are looking for high mileage in a comfortable, but not glamorous environment, I recommend Amber’s.