“I love how much fun you’re having with me”

Is it SS if you believe it? And it’s true? Cause I was having me some real fun.

This was a bit different from my usual trip to my local club. I usually go to play with 1 or more of a handful of favorites (past or unknown yet) that I find here. This visit was prearranged (via tuscl chats) to spend time with Cherry*; had a memorable time with her about a year ago. Arrived about 12:45PM, Thursday. Place is dead. Three dancers on stage chatting, 1 kinda dancing; a few clustered around DJ booth, rest on phones. I see only one other dude there (yet).

Is that her? Slow dancing by herself in corner? I remember her as taller. She walks over in her (heel-less) sensible shoes. “Looking for someone?” “Hi Cherry, yes, you.” We sit and talk for a few songs; I’m usually pretty superficial in the club; I’m pushing 70, they’re less than half, or third of that. But talking to her is easy, we find some mutual interests – cold water swimming, our nearby hot springs, massage. A pause. Let’s discuss limits and expectations. I’d like to do some of this on you, and you do some of that on me. Ok she says, if slow and gentle, I’ll let you know if we’re going too fast. We move to lap dance room, I roll up sleeves, hands already on each other while we wait for next song.