Afternoon Fun!

I was back in Vegas for the week and flew in Monday with time to kill. Rented my car and drove to Chicas straight from the airport. I hadn't been in over a year and I can't say anything changed! Entered after a quick pat down and managed to miss walking into any chairs in the painfully dark transition from the bright outside. I was immediately greeted by several women that I shook off and went straight to the bar. I was planning on waiting a while when a very cute thin (young looking) Guatemalan came up to me and gave me a excellent stripper hand shake. I was still waiting for the bar tender and while she continued to give me a handy hello, I ordered us both drinks. (She ordered something that looked like it had three kinds of alcohol in it for`about 12 dollars. Between that and my Carona it was a quick $20. We drank our drinks and she continued to grope and make a bit of small talk. (She had not great but passable English, which was worlds better than my lousy and not passable Spanish.). After about 10 minutes and 90% of our drinks she asked me about a dance. She never really moved her hands and at this point it didn't take very much to convince me...so off to the back. The back room at Chicas is often filled with couples and I find is an excellent place to figure out who else you might want a dance from. (In my opinion always worth a look around to see what action might be enticing to you.). She quickly removed her top and climbed on top. We hadn't talked about what we were going to do so I asked about the five for $100 and can we wait till the next song to start. She agreed and told me we'd start counting at the next song, but wanted to start now. Who am I to argue? Dark hair, very firm body with small natural tits and great nipples that became very hard as I played with them and sucked them. She was pretty easy access to everything and quickly had her hands down my pants. I managed to last till the last song that had a happy conclusion. She was very nice and greeted the ending with an award winning smile. I tipped her an additional twenty that she seemed happy about. Afterwards I cleaned up in the consistently disgusting bathroom and was back to the bar for another beer. I ended up by having a few more dancers over the next few hours, but none were close to as memorable as the first.

Chics is my favorite club in Vegas and I hardly ever have anything other than a great time. For me, part of the allure is the wildly different body types and wildly different dances you get. From mild to really wild, the great part for me is figuring out who you want and what you'll get. (A game I love playing with myself. Imagining ahead of a dance what will be like and finding out if it matches what is in my head. ...sometimes yes...sometimes no...and best of all sometimes well beyond my expectations)