Out of control

I was in Chicago for a conference and went out with a few buddies who weren't afraid to make it rain. We bought a bottle of Crown and got table, and girls immediately flocked to us. One of my buddies got swooped up by two petite girls - one Latina and one white girl, both slim but curvy and hot. He was gone for like an hour! And he apparently only paid for a 1/2 hour. He said the two girls were really handsy (and finger-y) with each other. Must have been a great time for him.

For me, I hung out on floor for a while. Got a couple table dances which were okay but the girls seemed kinda pushy and I didn't really click with them. They just kept wanting to go to the private room (which was $350 for a half hour). Finally there was this athletic Mediterranean/Latina-looking brunette that caught my eye on the stage. Unfortunately she got swooped up by some dude right away. My buddy told me to pick out any girl on the floor and he would buy me a couple dances. It was getting late and I was almost ready to call it a night so I pointed to that girl with the dude. He immediately rushes over to them, says something to the dude, and pulls her away from him. My buddy pointed me out to the girl, and we lock eyes. At this point, I'm like oh shit, is that dude gonna get pissed? But this girl was so beautiful I didn't give a shit. She walks over to me and sits on my lap. We started chatting and she waits until the next song to start dancing. She def knew how to dance - and not just in a stripper way.

We instantly clicked so without even her asking me, I told her I wanted to take her to the private room. There was a fucking line to use the rooms, but it was all good because it gave us an opportunity to get to know each other more. In my experience, the more the dancers get to know you, the better experience you'll have in the private room. This was no exception. After 20 min of hitting it off, we finally get a room for 30 min. Shit got hot super quick. She took off her pasties, which are bullshit in the first place. LFK turned into HFK. There were digits inserted where they probably weren't allowed to go. I probably took it further than I wanted considering I'm not trying to get an STD from a random girl. Anyway, luckily and unluckily, it was 5 am and the club was closing. Both of us were hot and bothered but had to part ways for our own benefit.