A Strip Club Adventure
My husband, Russ and I recently visited a strip club on our vacation. He had been trying to get me to go to one for years, but I just didn't have any desire to go. Strip clubs in movies always seem so nasty and really only one word that I could think of to describe one is 'sticky'.
But this one was newer, recently built, and in a not-so-bad part of town. So we went on a weekday night, thinking the crowd should be smaller and we might have our pick of dancers. Not only was the crowd smaller, we were the only people there for about an hour. The staff were very friendly and checked on us throughout the night to make sure we had all we needed. It really was very comfortable. Of course the club was dark with lights and loud music, but I didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
As the dancers began to take the stage one at a time, there was one in particular that caught my eye the first round. She was graceful, smooth, and very sexy on the pole. There were maybe two others that would have been good too, but Violet was the one I had my eyes on. Once I realized the dancers were dancing two songs each in a rotation, I couldn't wait until Violet came out again. I had already memorized when she was on next.
I felt awkward tipping her, walking up to the stage, but I wanted her to see me. What was I supposed to do? I felt weird tucking money in her G-string, but I did it anyway! I was so excited and filled with instant heat all over my body; my skin was tingling. I even giggled to myself as my fingers touched her milky white, soft skin to tuck the $5 in.
When Violet moved over to the other stage on the opposite side of where we were sitting, Russ went over there to watch and sat right at the stage. I wasn't that bold. Violet began gyrating in his face and wiggling her ass cheeks, literally half an inch from his face.
I was so jealous, but I never walked over. I think I was too scared, afraid of what I had no idea! I sat in the chair I was in just watching with my mouth open. Violet kept looking over at me to see my reaction to what she was doing and all I could do was smile.
I wanted to see her closer, feel her heat, smell her. I wanted a lap dance from her. I knew my husband was loving every second of this, because he had already asked her for a dance when she was done on stage. I was so excited that it was all I could do to not run up the stairs to where we would be given the dance.
She took us to a semi-private spot, but no one was around so it turned into a very private dance. I sat down and she started to dance on me, she turned her ass toward me and I could see her beautiful rosebud just winking at me. I was also able to see the outline of her very shapely pussy lips. Then she turned around and I could smell her, she smelled so delicious and I told her this.
'Thank you. You smell very good too', she said. 'In fact, I'm not wearing any perfume, so I guess that's my natural scent.'
I thought to myself, I could kiss and smell you all over if I could. She was so beautiful. Not a single blemish on her body that was visible, her skin was like silk and she didn't have any makeup on at all. She was breathtaking. I also said this to her and she returned the compliment. I like to think she meant it, but it didn't matter because she said and did all the right things.
I was almost frozen, I couldn't move. I was in awe of this goddess dancing in front of me, touching my breasts, my thighs, and my arms. She kicked my feet apart at one point and I thought for sure she was going to dip her fingers under my denim mini-skirt. I didn't have any panties on and the thought of her finger inside my pussy made me instantly wet, but she didn't.
Russ told me later that he was able to see my pussy and her pussy stacked on top of each other. "It was beautiful", he said with lust in his eyes.
After the first song she asked if we wanted another dance, Russ immediately said I should take the next one too.
She continued touching and dancing, showing me her ass and her tits. I just wanted to touch her and caress her skin, I just knew she was soft all over. I wanted to taste her, kiss her, feel all of her. I also decided right then that I wanted to put my mouth on her beautifully perfect pussy.
Not ever having a lap dance before, I wasn't sure what I was allowed to do. Was it okay for me to touch her? I never asked. I wish I would have just touched her and dealt with the repercussions.
After the song, Russ and I were thanking Violet for her time when the floor manager (or whatever his job was), who had been keeping an eye on us, asked if we were interested in the Champagne Room.
Russ and I weren't sure what this was so we asked, "What's that?"
The Champagne Room is a private room with no one else in there but us and the dancer. Someone would be right outside the door (curtain) the whole time. We liked this idea a lot! Violet was willing and so we agreed to the room.
Knowing we only had 30 minutes, she started right away with dancing. We were all standing at first and she started dancing around us and again asked if she could touch both of us.
We willingly nodded our heads. As if we would say 'no'.
