Last week I did something I hadn't done in a while: I went out with girlfriends to a remote area of the city and to a strip-club, which I already visited and liked but wasn't one of my favorites (it's great, actually, just a bit too far and too crowded. I like them with lots of space, more like a swingers' mansion ;)) .
It's always good fun when you're with a group of girls. It's a particular type of chemistry men will never understand. Of course there's the occasional bit of jealousy from some girls who feel like they have to demean the dancers or mock what they're doing, but it's usually only frustrated dumb chicks who would do that. In my experience, we go do strip clubs for the fun, for the show, for the sensuality. And, well you do meet horny men and women there, and you easily get free drinks for being in the club, either from the club itself or from other customers if you get chatty. And if your looks are an asset, of course.
I won't go into more psychological gibberish, nor will I say if I think having strippers as friends, dates, partners or anything is good or bad. I've had bad and good experiences. It all depends on YOU and on that other person, in the end. The rest shouldn't matter: the daddy-issues, the bad child-hood, the college tuition fees... in the end they are just side-effects and -causes. What matters is your state of mind and theirs.
Point is, I had a great night. My girlfriends even paid me a private lap-dances from a girl I was having a crush on and she danced for me for 2 hours. Too bad though because, as they say, becoming a client pretty much destroys all your chances of hooking up with them BUT... never estimate your own sensuality and sex-appeal. Let's just say there was touching, soft-kissing, hair gripping, and numbers exchanged.
I hesitated to meet her for brunch or something like that, to take her out of the context of just sex-related dating and not be pushy and not appear as a threat but I was a bit scared of sending too strong a "I like you" signal. So we just went out for drinks the following day, before her job started, and we had a a few more at a nearby other strip club, because I wanted to be sure that wouldn't be a problem for her.
I went to see her dance at her club briefly, just to show I'm around. Then I planned on living, to break the "customer" link and just play nice, but she ran after me and took me to a booth, still in the public area. She sat on me, undressed and put my hands on her and kissed me, while I could see guys looking at us with envy. I also saw a few other dancers glance at us and laugh. I don't know what to think of that part... Is that customary for this girl to hook up with clients, maybe? Did I pull the ultra-nympho-stripper number?
Anyways, my (very long and exciting) lap-dance over, she left to go back to performing on the stage and for other clients.
Weird thing is... actually seeing her undress for some guy at some point and letting him touch her - it's not really allowed, but yes I know I did that too! - made me suddenly feel a pike of jealousy, which was immediately undertaken by shame because I am not jealous. I can be very possessive, in that people I date belong to me and follow my orders (kidding, I'm not that bad ;) ) but I let hem be with other people with they like, because so do I. Never was a problem, but at this point I felt something. The strange attraction of strip-clubs...
Anyways, the manager... or actually not the manager, just the girl - probably a more experienced one and ex-dancer herself, and definitely re-done and botoxed, but still struckfully stunning! - who lets people in and assigns tables and takes lap-dances orders and distributes tickets and notes.... well she came to my table, flirted a bit with me... I thought she was trying to be a bitch and do that to piss off my girl (and once again, that worked on me: I felt resentment for her, when usually I wouldn't have cared too much and gone for 2 shots with 1 stone), but she actually just told me how hot we just looked before and how I could have a drink on the house and wait for her here.
2 hours and some controlled spikes of jealousy later, my stunning stripper came back to me and shared a drink. When a guy tried to approach us (both of us, actually!), she just leaned over and kissed me again, rubbing herself against me. The guy's look would have have been pricelessly funny if I wasn't dying myself internally at this stage. Then she took me to a private room, and there we definitely didn't follow the club's rooms.
Those are just for guys anyway, right? I mean, I can touch, slap, bite and fuck, right? Whoops.
Now I'm in a bit of pickle. I liked her a lot, but that was kind of a sexual thing. So was it for her I think, but I also think we both want it very much to happen again, and quite often, and probably for some time. Add fights and cuddles to this and that's a relationship for you. But I could really like her. And we could be really good friends who occasionally hook up. Shooting stars here, we didn't talk that much, though the talking we did was nice and engaging.
Pickle pickle pickle.
Actually, even bigger pickles, because there's someone still in the picture.
Remember Tim? Still haven't gotten off that wagon yet, and the ride is a great joy as well.
Mindless bisexual fucking here and there is OK with me, but relatively serious things with 2 different people of different genders could be a lot to handle. Quite unlikely that sort of menage-a-trois would function properly, right?
But I did day-dream about it a lot today and wonder: what if Tim liked her? Would I be jealous if he fucked her? Maybe I would a bit, but not if it's outside of her club. I don't think so, in that case. And what if she liked him. Hopefully and quite probably, she's bisexual as well - or acting and doing her job very well and professionally at the club - and wouldn't mind having a piece of Tim (hmmmm, reverse sounds like "meat"... sorry, I digress, just thinking aloud).
That could be VERY VERY bad but SOOOOOO GOOOODDD in so many ways, see?
That could be like the perfect love-sex triangle. Hell, make them my roommates and I'm in heaven!
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