Icon

Most of my recent visits to Icon went like this-- I would sit sipping my beer, asking myself why I was wasting so much time there. Last Thursday afternoon, however, things were different. I walked in about 4:45 and found a spot at the bar, where most of the activity happened. The bar is on the left when you enter, and the stage is on the right, surrounded by table and chairs. Before I ordered my beer Jezebel, a nice looking brunette with crazy eyes, came over. She was all over me with hands, legs and lips, in addition to her hot breath in my ear. Holly the barmaid, who I love, said that Jezebel would really rock me in the back room, and I trust Holly. The trouble was that Jezebel had to leave soon and I didn't want to make a move that quickly (I still hadn't got my beer). So she sent me a text message so I would have her number on my phone to call for some outside action.

I sat at the bar and talked to some strange dudes, and watched a cute redheaded spinner named Cat on stage. I was the only one to tip her so she came back and sat with me when she was done. Problem was that she wasn't much of a talker. Our conversation faded away to almost nothing, so I scanned the other available talent, especially a young slender blonde. Well, the blonde came up to me, and took my attention from Cat. She had beautiful blue eyes, which were also a little crazy, and right away she whispered in my ear "do you want head or do you want to fuck me?" We started talking business and she said her tip range, in addition to the $80 room fee, was from $100 to $300 presumably the range from BBBJ to cfs. At that point I said no can do, but then she said we could do the 3 song set for $60 and I could tip her $50. Well, now I was interested! Plus, she said that they don't watch the clock too well, so off we went. Our 3 song session became far more that 15 minutes. My friend had a beautiful face, with large blue eyes and straight blonde hair. Her body was ok, not great, and her tits are really small. She actually was very friendly, did a lot of tongue kissing (which I really like), and enjoyed daty (which I also really like). She did cum with daty, her eyes rolling back in their sockets, and she said she came when we did doggie style (she supplied the cover), and she kept saying push harder, fuck me, fuck me! The vip room at Icon is a wide padded bench seat, convenient for reclining, with a curtain closing, but the nice thing is that the back of the bench is handy for grabbing on to increase the pressure. Total damage $110, not too bad. My only problem was that my companion obviously put her hands in my pockets when pulling my shorts down. I did what I could to prevent any theft, but I noticed later that a small wad of ones that I was using for tips was missing--about 6 or 8 bucks. Not a big deal, but indicative of her attitude and style.

Out of about a half dozen trips to Icon over the past year or so, this was the only time anything worthwhile happened, but it was a great time! I guess anything can happen when the timing is right.