Randy takes you inside the world of strip clubs, blending humor and observation in, It's a Dirty Job at Jack Corbett's Looking Glass Magazine.' Dive into his entertaining take on the scene
By Randy
I entered the strip club as an observer. A long day at the office had me feeling the need for a happy hour drink. What better way to wind down then with a cold one in the company of naked women? I could think of nothing better – relaxing and watching beauty unfold in front of me. Little did I know there were other plans in mind for me. I would leave the club as a future regular.
Amber was her name, real or not, I didn’t care. She sat down next to me at the bar, wearing a smoking evening gown that instantly attracted my attention. Her body fit into it perfectly, with just the right amount of cleavage showing to make sure I wasn’t going anywhere soon. As we talked about my job, her job, and life, I came to realize this girl was more than about the money. But she had to go on stage, and although I was disappointed to have her leave me, I was astonished when she took to the stage.
Gracefully
she slid off her top during a dance move, so it would be in rhythm with
the music. As her breasts glistened under the stage lights, I was drawn
to the seating area so I could be next to her. As I grabbed a chair, she
kneeled down and started crawling to me. Thank God I was sitting. Her
solo dance on stage was for me and about me at this point, at least in
my mind, and I could almost feel every thrust. That was to come soon enough
anyway. For now, I slipped my dollars anywhere I could and felt her smooth
skin entice me for more. That’s when she said meet me in the VIP
room in ten minutes.
Those ten minutes felt like an hour. I had quickly downed another drink
because I was nervous. Sure, I had gotten lap dances before, but never
as a VIP. Amber met me at the VIP entrance, took my money, and led me
inside. I was expecting it to be crowded but to my surprise, Amber and
I were the only ones there. I guess Tuesdays are not big nights for VIPs.
This setting was perfect for me!
We shared another drink and laughed a lot. My feeling about her being
somewhat different than most girls was true. She was into horror movies,
rock music, other girls, and for tonight, me. She told me all about the
passion she shares with Jewel, who was onstage right now. This excited
me hearing this, and she noticed. I tried to play it cool but she said
she wanted to dance for me, and how could I say no?
Amber slipped off her gown to reveal the beautiful breasts and a red thong
that showed off her tight and tanned ass. I could not remain calm and
I knew it would be the best lap dance of my life. She pushed my legs apart,
moved in closer, and started slowly dancing for me. She was an expert
in the art of tease and I was a sucker for her body. She put my hands
on her ass and she straddled my crotch, while smiling that lovely smile
and saying I hope you can last another twenty minutes! I was in good shape
until she turned around and started thrusting her ass into me. With my
hands on her hips and mirrors all around us - the night became explosive.
Simply put, Amber was amazing at all she did. As I walked out of the VIP
room with her, she told me she was working every night that week. And
next time she said, Jewel will be joining us.
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