After the Mardi Gras, I thought...

After the Mardi Gras, I thought I’d round out that hot Saturday afternoon at my crapshoot club. Predictably the place was DEAD, with only three dancers making the rounds. Most of the customers were either playing pool or watching baseball. Tried a couple dances from Mindy, a pretty blonde with natural breasts. Unfortunately the dances were pretty much hands-off and mechanical, and her attitude seemed to be I could call her “Mindy” or “Mandy” as long as the money kept coming. Olivia, the European brunette was there too, though I always felt like she was out to squeeze a little more tip money. Fortunately I stuck around for the third dancer!

Jacqueline, a tall brunette with an enhanced figure, asked if I wanted a dance. Normally I don’t go for the enhanced ones, but I acted on a hunch. I’m glad I did. A few weeks ago, I was in and out the door in twenty minutes after a beer and a through-the-pants hand job from Jada. This was different. Jacqueline’s dance (which was actually a dance!) was decidedly hands-on. By the second song her attention focused down below and she worked her magic. She was decidedly out to please, and I left with a goofy grin on my face. I’ll most definitely be back for round two next time I come through.