Took the wife to a strip...

Took the wife to a strip club for the first time. Out front a sign advertised couples nite beginning at 8pm on Saturdays and $5 burgers on Wednesdays. We got to the door a little after 3pm, the manager waived the $3 cover because we were a couple. The Crazy Horse is upscale, with no annoying rapper-gangsta music -- we took a cocktail table in a corner back away from the stage. Only a half dozen or so custies and 6 younger attractive dancers in the 7-8+ range performing pretty mundane pole tricks on the smaller round center stage. A few older (50+) PLs walk up and tipped in the garter at the stage for a peck on the cheek and a snuck in butt grope. Little disappointed there were no older, elegant MILF types.

After Tina, a very young inexperienced waitress took our order, the manager moved me and wifey to one of the premium booths at no charge. Beer and a Rusty nail was $12. Wifey and I both had the burger platter for lunch, which were very tasty and great value at $14 for both, service was a tad slow but not bad. After lunch got some ones but wifey didn't want to tip at the rail.

Wifey wanted to know what goes on in the back so I ask her to pick a dancer, when she said, "do you think this turns me on?" I saw my fantasy of four boobs, (not one pair but two pair-- to quote a favorite movie) in my face slipping away. We didn't try the more expensive VIP but talked wifey and Cleo, a cute, spinner with full B cup decorated with pasties :-( back to the lap dance bench 3-4-50. The songs were full length, 3+ minutes. Cleo was energetic and seemed willing to play but wifey was reluctant to partake. While Cleo twerked and played with her own boobs, Wifey snuggled close and rub my dick, which was good but effectively cock blocked me from any chance of any spinner grindage. So what started out as heart pounding anticipation of 4 boob play, turned out to be pretty boring 3 air dances.