I stopped by on an off...

I stopped by on an off day, with only half a dozen dancers downstairs. Probably, a few more were "dancing" privately upstairs. Four were clustered at the bar, including a blond middle aged lady. She was made up, coiff'd and dressed as if for a society function, only skimpier. I didn't catch her name, but she offered to hum Billy J upstairs. We chatted a bit, and then I wandered to a seat at the main stage.

There, a cutie half her age was dancing for dollars, wearing only some pink panties, which she'd pull aside, unasked, for a closeup of some very attractive tidbits. So close, I wish my mother had never told me not to stick my tongue out in public. Mom's rules didn't prevent sucking her nips when they were brushed past me, however. I should have sought an upstairs dance with her.

Instead I went back to the bar, intrigued by this 40-ish dancer. We went upstairs for one nude dance. I sucked a little nip, but was pushed away when my hand sought her privates: we "didn't know each other well enough yet". She spent most of the dance administering a 2-handed fondling from outside my pants. When I asked her at the end, "how much?", she replied "forty, unless you'd like to tip".