Heaven on Heels

It had been a while since I had been to a club, so I decided to give Lust a try on a Thursday night. I stopped in around 9:30pm, paid $10 for cover and was ushered into a very dark and large room. The largest stage was straight ahead, with one smaller stage to the left near the bar and another pole on the right hand side. There was several levels to the club, with a skybox type area on the front left, a higher seated level to the right near the dance areas and the main floor itself. While I don't like to be up front, I took a spot near the vacant pole on the right hand side at a small two person table. Smoking is allowed in the club and no sooner had I lit up a very attractive waitress came over to take my order. I believe a Coke was $2.50, and it was all I ordered as I had work the following day.

The club itself was less than half full of patrons, with about 10+ girls walking around. One group of 3-4 guys had attracted almost half the dancers on the floor, despite the fact that I never saw any of the guys take those girls for a dance. I took this as a bad sign but I focused on the main stage as that was the only area where a girl was dancing. The current dancer was not really my type, as her curves were a bit more than I like, and also her stage presence was very lackluster with a few spins around the pole followed by some ground work with her spreading her legs and flinging her hair about in what I am sure she thought was a sexy manner, yet did nothing for me. The DJ was also quite loud, muffled and hard to understand, so for that first dancer I mainly enjoyed my drink, my smoke and reading the specials info on the TVs that flanked the main stage. The specials were largely different drink specials per night, however some advertisements of upcoming events were displayed. I believe one event was called Hoedown night and featured a picture of a girl in a sexy cowboy outfit. This isn't really my type of thing, being that I prefer more of a traditional stripper experience with sexy lingerie, leather, vinyl and of course the more extreme the heels the better.

After what seemed like an eternity, the first dancer wrapped up and the next dancer took the stage, and thankfully she was a marked improvement! She was petite and with nice proportional curves in the right place, with a little bit of that top heavy look that so many of us love. She had long hair past her mid back (which I would later find out were extensions, but no negative judgement there), and to top off her looks a pair of silver glitter high heel boots that were probably 7". As my username suggests I love a lady in a great pair of heels and I was very much enjoying what I saw. I already decided to tip her at the stage, but gave her minute to get settled into her routine, which while not full of aerial pole acrobatics, it was very energetic. Eventually she did make eye contact with me which I took as the right time to take a walk to the stage and pay forth my appreciation. That same energetic profile was matched by her bubbly attitude as she greeted me, put her hands on my shoulders and dragged those glorious breasts up my chest. She paused her face near mine and introduced herself. I introduced myself, complimented her looks, energy and choice of heels which resulted to her going flat on her back and putting her legs and heels right in front my my face, giving me a good look of all of the above, all while this mischievous smile was drawn across her face. She pulled the strap of her thong out and I tipped her $20, which was met with a big hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. I asked her to stop by and see me after she was off stage and she enthusiastically agreed to.