Sorry Baby, its not you, its me.

I visited Cheetah Pompano on a Friday afternoon after a couple months strip club hiatus. Everything was just as I had left it back in February, with plenty of lighted, fenced parking for $2 to the guy at the door. No cover, no pat down, no ID check at 3pm. Upon entering the club, I walked past the large rectangular bar, through the narrow passageway behind the barstools along the wall on the right, where I had to squeeze by a couple of dancers coming the other way who managed to give me a full body on body rub as we brushed past (I love these narrow passageways). I stopped in to take a leak in the currently-unattended bathroom, and then found a seat at the upper bar where I could survey the entire club.

I bought a $5 beer from the regular bartender who is a little inattentive, but decent looking. There were 3 girls dancing at a time, with one on the front bar stage, one on the main stage, and one on the small catwalk stage right in front of me. There were probably 30 girls working, with the typical Cheetah Pompano selection of younger, fit girls, mostly Latina. There was one tall thin black girl, either AA or AfroCaribbean. And then, there was Alexandria, the blonde Polish / Ukrainian beauty who might just be the hottest dancer currently working the south Florida circuit.

I have mentioned Alexandria in previous reviews. She has the most perfect body and beautiful face. Her only “flaw” is that her manmade tits are a little too large and way too firm for my liking. But other than that, she’s as close to perfection as I’ve ever found in a strip club. I have gotten numerous $25 lap dances with Alexandria in the past, but never taken her up on VIP since her quoted rate of $500 plus $75 to the house is a little too steep for me. This day, I decided I was going to take her to VIP or spend the rest of my life regretting what could have been.

Alexandria and I hung out for a little while at the bar canoodling and light petting, but no overt fondling or kissing. Her English is excellent so she is nice to talk with, but she eventually got impatient and began to force the issue of VIP. We walked across the bar to the VIP rooms, where I paid the club $75, and her $500 in advance (something I would not do anywhere but here), and we proceeded to the private room. She immediately got naked, and she pulled my shirt off (and lied to me saying “wow, you must work out”), but the body to body contact really enhanced the experience.

The whole time I could not believe that I was with a girl this hot. We finished the VIP experience, but then she just walked off, leaving me feeling a bit cold and unsatisfied, asking myself “why the hell did I just do that”? For as good as she looks, I wasn’t really feeling it with her.