Michelle and I were both kicking back at home on a Saturday night both of us bored and niggling at each other, picking on the slightest thing that would irritate us. Michelle was going into her lecture about I don't do enough around the house when an advert came on the television advertising a strip club, Michelle stopped mid sentence and intently watched the commercial. "Hey lets dress up and head down there," Michelle proclaimed. "I don't know Michelle those places are usually filled with dirty old men," I replied. I turned around to try a more convincing argument however Michelle had already raced into the bedroom and started to dress.
The cabbie seemed a little surprised when Michelle proudly announced the address for him to take us. " I whispered to Michelle that he probably thought she was one of the strippers, Michelle let out a naughty giggle and started to play out the role of a stripper. 'Well honey, I hope there's plenty of horny men there tonight with big bulges you know how I love to dance on those big things." She said. I put my finger to her mouth and motioned her to be quiet as I thought she was doing a really good impersonation of Marilyn Monroe and not a stripper. Michelle slumped back into the seat of the cab and pouted her lips.
When we arrived at the strip club Michelle hopped out the cab and ran to the entrance, motioning with her waving hand for me to hurry up, it was like watching a twenty year old at her first Bon Jovi concert. I was feeling a little uneasy as I had been to many strip clubs with my mates however I had never taken a woman before and in fact had rarely seen another woman in a strip club except for the strippers.
We entered the strip club and to my surprise it was pretty classy, there was a large stage with the usual swings, poles etc, though this was unlike any club I had been into before the place had a dance floor, groovy music and there were a few women as patrons.
The hostess offered us a table by the stage or a more discreet cubicle towards the back of the club, I accepted the cubicle to Michelle's disappointment, I told her that I was a little uncomfortable being out in the open for all to see, especially if one of her work colleagues or clients showed up, "You don't want to ruin your reputation over an impulse," I said. Michelle looked at me with eyes that could have easily turned me into stone, her glare interrupted by a petite redhead, "Would you like a drink she inquired?" Michelle's eyes transfixed onto the topless waitress, "Ill have a large Vodka thanks, Michelle said staring at the redheads pert breasts. " Same for me," I replied.
Michelle watched the waitress walk to the bar, "Wow this is great, I wish you had brought me here sooner," she exclaimed.