The place is a dump, but the ending was happier than expected

I checked into Divas on a Wednesday night in January. It was around 8 or 9PM and nothing was happening. The few girls there were not attractive. I rate them all under 5. The place is not impressive, and the stage is really far from the bar. There was a chubby AA dancer that was nothing much to look at. There were a few girls just hanging out towards the back of the bar and one of them looked like she might be a step up from the rest. I took a seat, thinking this would be a very short visit and was not approached, other than of the bartenders who would come out to wait on tables. Just as I was about to give up, the one I noticed earlier approached me. We made some small talk and I could tell she’d had a few drinks prior. Eventually she asked if I wanted a full-nude dance in the back. I figured, what the hell, she’s the best in here (although she really had no competition) and said yes. She was actually a fairly cute brunette (I’d say a 6) with natural B cups. For the life of me I cannot remember her name but she played volleyball for the University of Kentucky and was very tall. I paid for a few songs at the bar and we headed through a doorway into a hallway full of small rooms.

The LD room had a shoddy couch against one wall and a full-length mirror on the other. There may have a been a curtain in the doorway, but I can’t remember. It felt like I was in someone’s closet.

As she undressed, she made a point of telling me there was no camera in the room, in a flirty, “Can you believe it?” sort of way. I responded “I guess people could get away with a lot of stuff in here if they wanted to.”, which was my way of hinting at extras because I thought that was where she was going with this. She didn’t respond and just began grinding. I decided I’d wait to see what her dance was like before I brought it up again. Her dance was better than expected. Her height made it a little clumsy, but she let me roam my hands anywhere. (I visited the V area, but stayed on the outside) There was one point where she was laying on me so we were facing the same direction and I had my hands on her perky tits while she gyrated on me. We were both looking in the mirror and admittedly turned me on a bit more. She also put her face in my crotch and pushed in hard, burying her face. She returned there many times. All the pressure and nibbling outside my pants caused me to LDK. (So much for extras!) I tried not to react too much, and she continued her dance. I watched her in the mirror and couldn’t tell if she noticed or not. During the rest of the dance she returned to her favorite area again and again. I almost said something because she had been really burying her face before, but she moved into position again too fast for me to get out any words. When she burrowed in the second time after I shot my wad, I felt like at that point she had to know because there was no way I could hide it. She went in several times post-LDK, so maybe she enjoyed it. At the end of her dance, she asked if I thought she was thorough enough for me, but didn’t let on if she noticed my, um…release. I said yes, thinking her thoroughness was much more than expected.

As she dressed she told me she was going to freshen up and she’d meet me back at the table and to hang out and talk some more. At first, I sat and waited at the table because I felt a weird obligation to her, but then I realized I didn’t want to hang around so I left before she returned.

So, while I wouldn’t really recommend Divas, (maybe it’s better on weekends) I would say I had a much better experience than what I thought given how unimpressed I was when I walked in.