My girlfriend, Melissa has been asking me for weeks to go with her to this new club that opened last week. She said, "All of the town is talking about how much fun it is and all of the 'IN' group is going. We just have to go check it out!"
After fending her off for three days, her persistence won out and I allowed her to drag me along to check out the new club.
The facade was very subtle; it looked more like a warehouse than a club. The two story high building had a banner stating the name of the club Fantasy Shop in letters shaped like people.
A line circled the block; seemed that everyone wanted to be part of this new event. There were men and women from every walk of life. It looked as if they were only letting a certain amount of people in at a time.
Melissa and I found the end of the line and I was sure we would be waiting about two hours before we even saw the door. A couple of people around us overheard me and said that it was moving rather fast.
While waiting for our turn to enter the building, we were part of several conversations. All with people who had been here several times since the Grand Opening.
"I'm sure you'll be pleasantly surprised and have lots of fun," was all anyone would say. No one offered any description of the inside of the club or the activities therein.
So, when we could see the guard at the door, I started getting a little nervous. I fixed my makeup, adjusted my sexy little skirt and looked around at the faces around me to see if they were as nervous as I was.
All I saw though were smiling faces and lots of excitement. I tried to calm myself and was really getting close to succeeding when we got to the door. Our IDs were checked; we paid our ten-dollars apiece and stepped through the darkness into a world of color, music and voices filled with glee.
It took me a few minutes to adjust to the multicolored lights and the loud music, but once I did, my heart became calm once again and Melissa and I found the bar.
"A vodka Gimlet, please, with Absolute" I requested.
The barkeep smiled and handed me a tall, thin glass with vodka and limejuice with a wedge of lime on the rim. I took a deep breath and then a large gulp. "Mmmm this is really good.
Melissa was ready to go exploring; she wanted to find a single dance partner. She loves dancing more than anything else.
Soon some sexy young man came up to her gyrating body, slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her onto the dance floor.
I saw a smile on her face as she followed his lead. They made a good couple; they knew the same songs and moved well together.
I found an empty table, lucky for me because there weren't many. I sat down and let out a deep breath and finally relaxed. I sipped my drink and watched my friend laughing and having a good time.
Then my view was blocked. A golden god stood before me with teeth so white they blinded me.
"Would you like to dance?" his melodic voice asked.
"Thank you, but no I just want to sit here and sip my drink and watch my friend dance. That's the only reason I came," and I smiled at him.
"Well would you mind if I join you in a drink then?"
"Sure, that would be fine," I showed him a chair.
"My name's Kevin," he said as he slipped into the cushioned chair across from me.
"Mine is Sarah," I responded.
"Is this your first time here?" Kevin asked.
"Yes, Melissa, has begged me since this place opened to come here with her and tonight I finally let her drag me here," I explained.
"Hmm, so you really didn't want to come?"
"No, I'm not much for noise and crowds. I'm more the sit at home and relax type. I'm not a good dancer and I hate crowds," I explained.
"Well, then you're a really good friend; most people would not come someplace just for friendship."
"Guess I am then."
We chitchatted for a while and then Melissa and her dance partner joined us at the table. Her skin glistened with beads of sweat from the wild dancing she was doing. She flopped down into an open chair and her dance partner pulled one from another table.
I introduced Kevin to Melissa and she introduced Jacob. He had dark brown eyes with hair that matched. His wide shoulders and strong arms told me he was a man who worked hard for a living and probably played hard too.
His smile was brilliant and his laugh infectious. He told us a few stories and he soon had everyone laughing.
"What is it you do Jacob?" I asked.
"I'm a construction engineer for an architecture firm that builds condos on the east side. I design the buildings and build 'em too." He smiled confidently. "And in the evenings, I come here and work as a dance partner."
"Oh so you get paid to dance with the ladies here?" I asked suddenly very interested.
"Well, yeah; I am here to make all the women's dreams come true. That's why it's called the Fantasy Shop."
I turned to Kevin and he shook his head up and down anticipating my question before the words escaped my lips.
"So are all of the men here employees?" I asked the two of them.
Kevin said, "Yeah, only the women are visitors."
"And you guys get paid to keep us drinking, dancing and happy?" I inquired for my own peace of mind.
"Well, that sounds about right, yeah!" Jacob answered.
"So what about the guys standing in line with the women?"
"Oh, they're real. If a woman comes in escorted by a man, then we stay away from her. We only flirt with the single ladies that walk through the door."
Melissa sat there with a dumb smile on her face and I looked from one to the other astonished. "Do you always tell the women that you get paid to dance with them and entertain them?"
"No, most of them think we are here the same as them, scooping out women. Sometimes we get invited home with them, but we never go. If they want action, we have a few rooms in the back." Jacob explained. "Have you ever met anyone you wanted to go home with, Melissa asked with a twinkle in her eye.
"Yeah, they're the ones I tell about my job here," Jacob smiled at her.
Melissa blushed and her grin widened. "You want to show me those rooms you told us about?"
It was Jacob's turn to blush. "I'd rather go home with you tonight, it's more special that way."
