Soft & Sensual

Arrived at the Church about 5 pm on a hot Saturday in June. Parking is safe and the $5 early entrance fee is perfectly acceptable; it includes in-&-out privileges until closing. Both dancers and patrons were sparse at this hour but would increase substantially as afternoon turned to evening and evening turned to night. The 30 or so dancers this night were mostly in the 8-9 range with only 2 that I would consider sub-8. My current SOP is to sample numerous girls @ 1 dance each to see if we connect, then return to the most promising for more. I went through several east Europeans, a Cuban and one or two good ole girls (naturally studying to become nurses) with the 1 dance approach. I was not disappointed with any. At the same time, none of them really rocked the Church steeple. At $20 per dance, I had now invested $120 on a fine selection of six girls.

Into my third hour, while sitting at the left-side bar, I spotted an attractive taller brunette from afar. She was standing alone at the elevated club entrance and was scanning the floor for potential clients. Our eyes met briefly and I thought I saw a hint of a smile but it could have been a beer-induced chimera. Something about her intrigued me but I had just returned from dance #6 and needed to rehydrate & rebuzz with a cool one. I'm also on the shy side and have never felt comfortable approaching a dancer, always waiting for them to make the first move. A short minute later I felt a tap on my shoulder and there she was! She introduced herself as C*****a, as in a southern state with both northern and southern versions. She was stunning from up close: mid to late-20's, soft voice, long legs, sparkling bright eyes, and a critical circumference of 36 to 38 natural inches. C******a said she thought we had made eye contact so she rushed over to see if I might want to spend some time with her. A short minute or two later I had downed the brew and back to the private sector we went. One of the two back rooms was vacant so we entered and, per Church custom, C*****a blocked the entrance with one of the chairs. She directed me to the other cushy chair and hopped onto my lap.

While waiting for the next song to begin, C******a asked if I preferred her dances "vigorous and aggressive" or "soft and sensual". My selection of the latter delighted her as she claimed that this was her preference too. What ensued was the most sensual, most erotic, most suggestive slow motion lapdance I've experienced in my 20-year mongering career. Time was standing still. The contact was excruciatingly light at first but in all the right places with a perfectly timed escalating crescendo. Her beautiful face was never more than an inch from me and the eye contact was incessant. I felt her every deep warm rhythmic breath. Four dances later I was in nirvana and could take no more. C******a thanked me and softly said "I think that was two dances". Yes, she counted only two dances! Seriously. I pulled out and gave her the full well-deserved 4 x $20 = $80. Her eyes watered and I was rewarded with a tight hug and the most delightful soft lingering moist kiss. It alone was worth $40 so I'll pre-emt any snide remarks from TUSCL's bargain basement dwellers by saying "don't bother", I have no regrets.