****Jessica
"Hey Jess," Laura said to me as she was dressed and heading out to go home. "See that older guy sitting there," she said pointing to a table directly in front of the main stage.
"Yea," I responded seeing the back of the silver streaked gentleman's head.
"That's Bryan," she explained. "He's really fun, has a great touch. Too bad I have to get to this appointment. I love dancing for him."
Laura was one of the few girls at the club who befriended me and helped me along. I started dancing about three weeks ago because I want to go to school to be a nurse. I need money and this seemed like the best way to make a lot of money. I wasn't going anywhere waiting tables.
"Come on. I'll introduce you," my friend said as she grabbed my hand and led me over to the older man's table.
"Hi Bryan," Laura said rubbing the man's shoulder. "Too bad I have to go but I wanted to introduce my friend Jessica."
"Hi Laura," he said. Then he looked at me and put out his hand to shake mine. "Jessica, my name's Bryan."
"Nice to meet you," I said noticing his deep blue eyes.
"You two have fun," Laura said. "I got to run."
"Care for some company?" I asked politely. That's one thing Laura taught me, not to be pushy or aggressive, especially with the older men. Laura also told me she wouldn't dance for any of the men who didn't look at least forty. She said the younger ones don't know how to behave, they spend all their money drinking which leaves little for dances.
"Sure," he responded as I sat down on his lap. Bryan ran one hand up and down my back.
"That feels nice," I said reacting to his touch. Laura was right, he had a nice touch. "How long have you known Laura?" I asked starting a conversation. That's another thing Laura taught me. Let the men get to know you a bit and get comfortable before you solicit a dance.
"About five years or more," he replied. "I've been coming here for a while. Laura's been one of my favorites for a long time."
"That is a long while," I commented. "Who are your other favorites?" I asked teasingly.
"It seems like all the regulars I got dances from have moved on," Bryan explained. "Laura's really the only one left."
"Well then, I'll just have be a favorite," I said smiling. I took his other hand and placed it on my thigh. I felt at ease with this man. I wanted him to touch me.
I realize these men come to the club for entertainment, an escape from their boring home life. I found out more about Bryan as he gently caressed my thigh. He comes after work, usually once or twice a week. He's married, lives a bit out of town where it is rural on a couple of acres. He loves playing outdoors with his dogs.
I told him a bit about myself as well. I said I was new to erotic dancing and was hoping to make enough money so I could move out of my parents' house and go to nursing school.
"Well then, maybe you would like to dance for me," he said in a confident yet gentle tone of voice. I smiled and stood up as the next song was about to begin.
Bryan took off his glasses and laid them on the table. I positioned his chair and removed my top. The song began. I moved slowly and he showed an interest in me that I could feel.
I was starting to get aroused, I could feel myself getting damp. His touch sent waves of pleasure through my body, begging for more. I lightly brushed my nipples across his lips.
"We should go to the back," Bryan suggested as the song came to an end. Laura told me she rarely went to the more private rooms, only if she was very comfortable with the man. The dances were more expensive in those areas so it was a way to make more money.
"That sounds nice," I said, trusting Bryan would not ask me to do anything like I heard some of the girls did in the back like hand jobs and blow jobs. I just wanted him to caress my breasts and my butt.
"Your hands feel so good," I told Bryan as our bodies were very close in the dark room. I was getting aroused again, I craved more pleasure. I pressed my left nipple against Bryan's lips. He gently sucked on it sending waves of pleasure again through my entire body. "That feels good," I told him as his mouth engulfed my entire tit and his tongue played with my nipple.
Shortly into the third song I lost control. I began to hump his leg. I desperately needed to come to an orgasm. Bryan was getting into it in sync with me. He was breathing heavily. He kissed my neck. I came hard.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I said as I felt the wet patch on his pants.
"That's alright," he responded. "It's dark in the club, nobody will notice. I'm sure it will dry by the time I get home." Bryan then handed me a hundred dollars. "I think this should do it. That was really fun. I enjoyed it very much."
I thanked him and excused myself. I headed straight to the dressing room to clean myself up and change my outfit.
****Bryan
Thursday after work I typically would stop by the strip club for a drink and hopefully a lap dance if I happened to catch Laura. It seems like she is the only dancer left from the ones I have come to know over the past five or six years that I had been going to this particular club. I've tried some of the younger girls but they come off as distant. I preferred the older dancers, those in at least their mid-thirties.
"Hi Bryan," I heard that familiar voice and hand rubbing my shoulder. "Too bad I have to go but I wanted to introduce my friend Jessica."
Laura was a full figured Latina, amazing large breasts with dark brown nipples surrounded by large areolas. She loved having me play with her tits, even doing dances on the floor. I really appreciated how she would genuinely pay attention to me while dancing for me. It wasn't really a dance, more like two bodies rubbing against each other. I loved touching her.
I introduced myself to Jessica, shaking her hand. Jessica was obviously young. She had small perky breasts and a beautiful round butt. What really impressed me the most at first meeting was her smile. It was warm and inviting.
"You two have fun," Laura said. "I got to run."
Jessica politely asked to join me. I invited her sit on my thigh. I began rubbing her back lightly while looking into her light green eyes. With her slightly reddish hair I surmised she had mostly Irish blood. Jessica started a conversation asking about me showing an authentic interest in me. I told her about my house and the dogs and how much they loved running around unleashed on the fenced land outside of town.
"How about you?" I asked turning the conversation away from me. "How old are you? What are your plans?" She told she just turned twenty and she lived at home. She was hoping she could make enough money at the club to get an apartment and go to nursing school.
I sensed she was enjoying me touching her, we were making a connection. It was a bit odd since most of the young dancers seemed to gravitate to the younger, well-built men. I was hardly anything close to resembling eye-candy considering I was an average looking man in his sixties with a few extra pounds.
"That feels nice," she said. She grabbed a hold of my other hand and put it on her thigh. I ran my fingers lightly all around both her thighs and close to her crotch. I was feeling my cock grow hard inside my trousers.
