As I mentioned in an earlier post, my plans with a provider fell through on my last business trip. I checked in around 9:30pm and opened my e-mail to the sad news. I had a half a bottle of Crown left in my travel bag and thought I'd have a drink or two before bed. Well spirits either put me down or pick me up, guess what they did this time. An hour later, I'm showered, buzzed and ready to buy someone else a drink. Keep in mind, after my cancelled rendevous, I didn't expect any action that night. So off to the "Exotic Dance" clubs I go. The first one is dead, the next only a little better, the third, usually very happening, was slow too. Let me just say that, although I have found "unexpected treasures" in strip clubs before, and may have ran into a dancer outside the club later that night (coincidence of coarse haha), I do not go there to flush out the hidden providers. If I start feeling comfortable and like the way she looks, I sometimes see how far it goes. By the forth club and the 10th - 15th drink, I'm ready to leave and call it a night without even a lap dance. Just then a cute slim girl sits down and eventually invites me to a couch dance. I accept, get the dance and quicky return to my chair. She sits down again and starts prodding me to get the VIP (you've all heard this guys). I respectfully tell her "I usually don't do VIP because the girls lie just to get me in there and then don't deliver. And that's not why I came in but sometimes its hard to turn down". She very respectfully agrees with me and says that she doesn't do "extras" and girls that do make it hard for her. I tipped her a little anyway for her company before she left and started to leave myself.
I should have left...
As she's walking away, another young lady walks up, sits down and starts talking. She' a little more to my liking and I have to give her a chance. She says "Are you ready for a VIP?". And I say, "Well I usually don't do VIP because..blah ba-blah ba-blah...". She says, "Well what do you want?". I didn't even answer and she says "straight up sex?". I say, "Well I'll get the dance, but let's just see what happens". Did I mention I had been drinking? She pays the bouncer, we get a room overlooking the stage, I sit down and she says "take your pants off". Well the niceness just wore off and shes all business. As I'm wondering how to respond she says "at least take one leg out". Guys, you know how this goes. You want to leave right then but your vested in the situation. She hands me a condom and says to put it on. I'm like "I don't thing it will stay on until its hard". "ohh, I'll do it", she says. She puts it on, does a covered bj just enough to me hard and tells me to stand up. She lays on her back on this little two seater sofa (I'm 6'-2") and tells me to put it in. As I approach, she grags the shaft and just puts the head in. As I try to go deeper, she says I'm too big, "really?" I said (average at best). I wanted to say, "how to you know". This is the most contact and enthusiasm I got from her, nothing.... I later caught her sliding it between her legs with her massive "kung fu grip" hoping I would think I was inside her. She never let go... With all the cold attitude and Crown, I knew I couldn't finish this way (did I metion I had been drinking...alot). About that time (6.5 minutes into it) she says, "hurry up, your time's almost over". Now that made the juices flow... I finally pulled out and started to finish myself. When she saw what was happening she actually said with a whiny voice "wait, I'm not going to get mine!!!". She then has me remove the comdom and tie it in a knot so she can carry it out in her purse because there were no waist baskets. To cap off the evening, in the hussle to put my pants back on, I missed the leg hole of my underwear and they fell down the pant leg of my jeans. I prayed they would stay on my anke until I reached the car.
The morale of the story is, be carefull what you ask for, you just might get it. Ladies, you're worth every penny...and I get what I deserve...
