There was loud music emanating from the closed door in front of me.
I took a deep breath and walked up to the entrance, two men in black, leather jackets flanking either side of the door. They both wore dark shades even though it was at night and their well-built bodies sent shivers down my spine.
As I approached the door, one of them held out his hand and I stopped in my tracks. He stared at me for a moment as though trying to decide who I was or what I was doing there. I remained silent in the night breeze as the moonlight bounced off my rimmed spectacles.
The other man then nodded and gestured for me to approach. There was a short flight of stairs between them and the gentlemen, and once I approached them, they did a body search on me.
"Welcome," said one of the men once they were done frisking me. He flung open the door and I was hit by a blast of hot air, cigarette smoke and loud music. I almost took a step back at the sheer loudness of the place.
However, I composed myself quickly enough and walked into the hazy building. Before my eyes could adjust, all I could see were bright, flashing lights in the midst of a smoky room. There was tumultuous activity everywhere as people rushed about the place.
The music was catchy, trendy and I found myself bobbing my head even before I found a place to sit. As my eyes adjusted to the place, I noticed for the first time that there were skimpily dressed women zooming about the place, clutching trays and beer glasses in their hands.
People all around me were dancing to the music and I was struggling to look for somewhere to sit amid the hubbub. I eventually found an empty table, much to my surprise, and I took the opportunity to rest my sore legs and have a look around the place.
A waitress almost instantly strode to my table, a beautiful young girl with perky tits and a very short mini-skirt. She left little to the imagination as I stared at her thick thighs and my eyes wandered to her voluptuous chest in which a loosely hanging bra restrained her breasts.
"What can I get you?" She asked.
"How about you?" I said, smiling.
A smile also cracked on her face. She ended up revealing her perfect teeth and there was something about her beautiful visage that I could not resist. She had the innocent eyes of a toddler but I could already see that she was a bad girl.
"You look very beautiful in that skirt," I said, salivating, "why don't you join me for a drink?"
"That's funny," said the waitress, "as you can see, I'm on duty. So what can I get you?"
I shrugged. "A cold beer."
She started walking away.
"Hey," I said, raising my voice over the loud music. She paused and turned to look at me. "I'll wait until your shift is over."
"Will you pay me for my time?" She asked.
I nodded.
She disappeared into the crowd and eventually returned with my drink. She did not have a chat with me this tie, instead disappearing into the crowd as soon as she had come. I enjoyed my drink, observing the people around me in the small strip club having fun.
Eventually, the waitress surprised me when she walked up to me later that evening when I had already downed a few beers and I was getting drunk. As she approached, I noticed that she had changed her clothing and now she was looking more decent in a pair of jeans and a large coat.
"I'm ready to go," she said, refraining from taking a seat beside me.
I was a little surprised that she wanted to go with me. But I did not hesitate, getting off my feet as quickly as I could and I followed her to the exit. I could not keep my eyes from staring at her luscious bottom and I could already imagine my hands all over her.
My sedan was parked out front. We got into it and I sped off towards a nearby hotel. We had s short conversation, a simple and direct one. She wanted me to pay her a certain amount of money for the night, something that I did promptly. She stashed away her money in her handbag as we reached the hotel. We walked into the dark, secluded building hand-in-hand and I was surprised that the waitress had already developed a liking for me.
We barely had conversation between ourselves yet I could feel a strange spark between us. I took a room that was on the top floor of the building, and we held hands right up to the hotel room. By this time, my penis was already hard in my jeans and I felt excited by what was about to happen.
Once we were in the confines of the room, I jumped out of my clothes and slid into the large double bed. It was cold but I knew I was about to get all the warmth I needed.
The waitress also seemed only too happy to get out of her clothes. It was a bit of a struggle for her to liberate her jeans from her body, but she eventually took out all her clothes and stood before me in her birth suit.
My dick was rock hard. She joined me in bed and I felt the softness of her skin on mine. She was quite warm and we held each other in a loving embrace as we tried to heat up our bodies. Her perfume wafted into my nose like the aroma of freshly baked cookies left out to cool on a kitchen counter.
She started fumbling with my hard penis, at first jerking it gently and then she started rubbing my balls. I closed my eyes to allow the sensations to seep into me like water seeps into a sponge. Eventually, she started easing her way down my body, rubbing my belly until my dick was in her mouth.
She sucked me off in a vigorous way, a feeling that I had not experienced in a very long time. I found myself moaning involuntarily and for a minute, I seemed lost in my pleasurable sensations. The world seemed to have come to a standstill.
After a short while, she got on top of me and started riding my dick. Her pussy was warm and wet, and the combination of her beautiful figure was too much for me to take in. I was surprised that I was ejaculating within a short time, cum shooting out of my dick like a rifle discharging a round.
She had a big smile on her face once she felt my cum wetting her. She slid off me and lay on my chest, feeling the rapid way in which my heart was beating in my chest.
"I need to tell you something," she said after some minutes had gone by. She was caressing my chest hairs gently and it felt really nice to be in her company.
"What is it?" I asked.
"I want you to marry me," she said.
