Me and my friends are all...

Me and my friends are all 30 something professional guys who usually find our nights out consisting of buying a table or tables at a hot club and (a couple thousand later) getting annoyed at getting bumped around, drinks spilled on and nothing resembling a tantalizing conversation all night.

We decided to mix it up and go to Penthouse last week and surprisingly found it a much better option. Sure, we spent about the same or more but we actually all went home with interesting stories about the girls we had dinner with and were in rooms with and we actually got to see them topless (not rocket-science... how did we not do this as often), many of them with bodies out of the namesake magazine.

It really made me feel like I was being spoiled. What's the sake of living in NYC and busting your tail if you can't feel like a king for a night and not have to work so hard just to see a little quality va-va-voom???