Made my second visit to Teasers,...

Made my second visit to Teasers, where I'd visited a couple of months ago. It's a smaller club and has some nice-looking girls, starting with the door gal. Once inside I sat down and was joined by a white girl named K****a. Cute, not-quite-shoulder-length hair that looked reddish-brown, but she said she was going back to blonde soon and showed me a picture of her with blonde hair. I could tell she was packing major boobs and they looked real. She was sort of shy and nervous and said that this was her first day dancing in a year and that she'd just had a baby 7 weeks earlier. That's not a selling point for ME, but might be for someone. She's done a good job getting back in shape, though; I didn't see much extra weight or sagginess around the middle. She said she used to dance at some other clubs, but had decided to make her re-entry into that world at Teasers, since she had known the manager before. She kept offering to move on if I saw another girl I liked, but I assured her I was enjoying her company, especially when she asked what I liked and I said, "Big, REAL, boobs," and she pulled down her top to show me a pair of double-Ds which were indeed the real things.

She didn't even know there was a VIP area in the club (supposedly) until I told her where it was. I told her that I wasn't crazy about it because they require you to buy a $150 bottle of some shit to go back there. She wanted to talk about fantasies and told me she liked older men (which I am, conveniently enough). "Like what?" I asked, "Daddy-daughter, teacher-student, priest-schoolgirl, uncle-niece?" She said those ALL sounded hot. She kept saying she was nervous and was I sure I didn't want her to go? She said if I was interested in visiting the VIP section, she would enjoy playing with me. "I don't try to upsell or quote a price like other girls. You can pay me what you want."

Well, I guess I didn't want to let another opportunity go buy, so I bought the fucking bottle of wine and we went back to a small black room with a couch. Once in the room, she said she didn't give BJs without a cover. Shit. And then she wanted to know what I was gonna pay her. Fuck. I told her I only had 120 left on me, which was the absolute truth. She asked, Could I get more from the ATM?

She could tell then that I was getting pissed and asked what was wrong. "You said you didn't upsell, that whatever I paid was fine...and now everything has changed."

She backpedaled some and took her clothes off, even peeling off that fucking latex, which revealed that she has inverted nipples...interesting, but not nearly as fun to suck on. I got my fingers wet in her pussy and she raised my hand to her mouth and sucked on them hungrily. "I wish you would do that to my cock," I murmured wistfully. She jacked me off, using her own spit for lube and it felt pretty good, but I was bummed over the way things had gone. No real kissing, no BJ. I had a joyless shoot onto the floor and it was done. She was being called to the stage, but was quite eager to give me her number for future OTC use. But if that's the full range of available activities, no thank you.