It is my birthday and it has become a tradition where I'd go out with my friends and they'd take me to a strip club to unwind, relax, watch some beautiful women without clothes and even get a private dance from one of the girls. This year, I was out of town traveling and was in Nashville on business. Meetings had filled my calendar out for the day and I arrived at my hotel room to some well wishes from my friends. One of them did some internet research and suggested I still go out to a strip club and gave me the name of one he found on the net.
Since I had nothing better to do, I went out and visited the club that my friend had recommended. It was weird going alone, but I went anyway. After sitting down and watching the girls for about an hour, a dancer took the stage that definitely caught my eye....and I couldn't believe it. It was Shania Twain! I know Steve Earle called her the highest paid lap dancer in Nashville, but I thought it was just a figure of speech.
I loved watching her dance. She wore the leopard outfit that she wore in the video for "That Don't Impress Me Much." She's just as beautiful and sexy as she is in her videos. She showed off that magnificent body and that flashed that beautiful smile my way with a wink. I smiled back instinctively, appreciating her performance.
She finished up her number and collected the money left for her on the stage and made her way back into the dressing room. I would love to get a lap dance from her I thought. I figured that she'd be getting attention from every man in the club and I'd have to get in line for a chance with her so I put that expectation away and continued watching the other girls come out and dance.
Shania came out of the dressing room after making a wardrobe change and my jaw dropped. She was now wearing that outfit from "Man I Feel Like A Woman!" She caught me staring at her and smiled at me again, saying "Hi" from across the room. I said "Hi" back, with a little skip in my heartbeat at the fact that she noticed me and acknowledged my presence. After talking with several of the other men in the club she made her way over to me.
"Hello there" she said as she extended her right gloved hand to me. "I'm Shania. Are you Brad?"
I took her hand and shook it and looked at her with total surprise.
"I am. How did you know my name?" I asked her.
"One of your friends back home called the club earlier today and said it was your birthday. He told us the type of women you like and requested that we treat you well for your birthday. I'm very flattered to hear that you consider me to be your type."
"Oh come on Shania." I tell her. "You're probably every man's type, especially the other men in the club."
She looks at me and smiles "That is so sweet of you to say. I can think of one man who seems to like another woman more than me." She's obviously referring to her ex-husband and their recent split. "He's crazy. I think you're beautiful."
Shania then takes my hand and asks me "Brad, would you like to go in the back for a private dance? Your friend took care of everything so you're totally comped for the evening. That's some friend to do that for you."
I nod. "He's my best friend. He knew I was bummed that I couldn't spend my birthday with the guys. It was nice for him to do this. I'd love a private dance from you."
Shania takes me to one end of the club and we walk past the area where the couches and chairs are where the girls perform their lap dances.
She looks at me and says, "We're going in the back to a private room." We walk down to the end of the hall to see a huge bouncer at the door. He opens the door into a very posh private room in the back. Shania gets a chair and puts it in the center of the room and has me sit down.
"Now Brad, the club has some rules and the door has to be left open so the bouncer can come in here in case you might try something inappropriate...but...."
At that moment Shania takes out a set of cuffs and handcuffs my arms behind me and to the back legs of the chair. She then takes out another set and cuffs each ankle to the front legs of the chair. Once she finishes, she completes her sentence.
"...if you're in restraints, it is perfectly ok." She stands up, goes to the door, closes and locks it. "Now we won't be disturbed or interrupted and we can have complete privacy" She turns on the audio system linked into the room and her music is playing over the speakers as she starts dancing in front of me.
She approaches me, taking her hands and run them through my hair, along my chin and cheeks and shoulders as she walks around my chair, moving to the rhythm of the music as she undoes her hair and lets it down.
Shania straddles my left leg and bends forward to nibble on my left ear. I can feel her hot breath in my ear as she whispers to me a question.
"Do you like how I'm dancing?"
I nod my head yes. She kisses and nibbles as she sets down on my left thigh and starts rubbing back and forth, dry humping my thigh. I was so nervous that I couldn't get it up, but watching her body move in that way and feeling her crotch rub my thigh gives me an instant erection.
Shania reaches down with her left gloved hand and places it down on my crotch. She lightly grabs and pats it. "Good, he's awake." she whispers to me with a smile on her face and the sexiest look in her eyes.
Shania starts removing her clothes. First the gloves come off, one at a time. She places her hands underneath my chin and for the first time I feel the touch of her skin. She repositions her body and now sits on my lap. Her right leg is snug against my left hip and her left leg on my right hip. Shania rocks back and forth in my lap, rubbing up against my crotch as she leans forward and gives me a passionate kiss while running her fingers through my hair.
