Afyernoon Delight

Wacko's is my favorite club in Jacksonville and I try to drop in if I'm in the vicinity. My last trip to Jax was no exception and I found myself there early on a Sunday afternoon, not expecting much action. Physical layout has been well documented and needs no further elaboration. Drink prices in the afternoon are quite exceptional when you factor in the "buy one, get one free" happy hour practice.

I expected minimal talent early on a Sunday afternoon, but was pleasantly surprised by the quality of the dancers. Willing and able, to say the least. I had a couple of perfunctory grinds from one such dancer who suggested something extra but needed to retire to the locker room to get a glove. I declined. Next I was approached by an attractive, bubbly girl wearing a cropped t-shirt that had an interesting way of riding up to expose two well-enhanced D-cup breasts of which she was very generous. She gave me an enticing "handshake" at the bar and offered a trip to the back which I eagerly accepted. One in one of the corner booths she immediately lost the t-shirt and dropped her scanty panties to her knees and unprompted unzipped my fly, reached in and extracted my alter ego, and went to work manually and orally. I lasted about three tunes and went off. Didn't even ask for a tip or fee for extra services, apparently the GFE is part of her standard repertoire. Damn that I can't remember her name, but watch for the skimpy, cropped t-shirt and enjoy.