Here goes??.The club that I work in has three clubs, two in Orlando and one in West Palm Beach. The girls are permitted to come and go as they please between any of the three clubs. The club I?m working in just re-opened about 2 months ago and the talent has not been that great since it has been a bit of a rebuilding process for the customer base. After a few weeks a girl comes in , I?ll call her Dallas. She is three numbers higher than the next best looking girl in the place and I?m running about 20 girls at the time. About 5?4?, natural blond ( verified ) great tan, nice little bubble ass and one of the finer sets of the fake breasteses that I have encountered, and that has been many, I?ve done this off and on for about six years. 36D with a nice natural looking drop to them, not all hard like they?re ready to put an eye out. I?m a descent looking guy, but by far no Brad Pitt. I?ve learned my limitations over the years and basically, I don?t like getting embarrassed or turned down, so I just ignore the really hot ones altogether. I find out what name they are dancing by, what type of music they want and how long it will be before they are ready to go on stage?..that?s it. That way there is no temptation to put my little foot in my big mouth.
The fourth night ?Dallas? is working, it?s a bout halfway through the shift and she comes up to my booth and says, ?So Race, what?s your girlfriend think about you working here??
I sarcastically said, ?That?s pretty smooth. I don?t have a girlfriend, but since we?re playing this little game, let me ask you a question.?
?What?s that??
?What does you boyfriend think about you working here?? I asked.
?I don?t have a boyfriend silly.? She said laughing and running her finger down the front of my chest.
?Do you like men??
?Of course I do, but I just don?t want a boyfriend. I love sex, but that?s it, just fu*k me and go. No cuddling, no rubbing, no spending the night. I guess I am kinda like a guy .?
?Well I can certainly appreciate your thoughts and I wish you the best with that.? I said.
?I better get out of this booth before I get into some trouble, I just wanted to tell you that I think you?re really hot.? As she smiled and walked back out onto the floor.
At the end of the night I sit at the exit door in the back of the club where all of the girls have to be walked out by one of the doormen and as they go by my they give me my tip for the evening. They are walked out one or two at a time so it usually takes about 20 minutes or so before they are all gone. While I?m sitting there, Dallas leans over and asks if I can give her a ride home??.I didn?t have to think very long.
?Sure, no problem.? Fortunately she lives relatively close to the route that I take home anyway; double bonus.
I get her to her place and she asks if I would like to come and smoke some pot. I told her that I don?t get high, but thanks anyway.
?Well, do you want to come in and watch me get high??
Duh! ?Sure, I?ll come in for awhile.?
She hits her one hitter a few times and now that it?s about 3:45 I figure it?s time to shit or get off the pot. So I lean over to kiss her and she doesn?t object. From that point on she object to a whole lot. Although the sun was up when I finally left, I did not spend the night.
For the next two weeks we repeat the same scenario about every other time we work together. So this past Saturday I take her home and we had a really nice round and we had one of our doormen killed the night before as he was sitting in his apartment with his girlfriend watching TV. The guy in the apartment upstairs was dicking around with a shotgun and it went off, through the floor of he second story and the ceiling of the first and hits this guy right in the head and kills him, But I digress??.Anyway everybody was drinking a little extra this particular evening due to that deal. So I end up spending the night, which as we all know, is one of her no no?s. I get up and take off about noon on Sunday and she doesn?t make any real comment about it.
I was having a pretty descent week gambling and had a great week at work and decided I was going to treat myself to a nice dinner Sunday night. Since she had previously treated herself to a little too much alcohol and got a DUI, she can?t drive at this time so I phoned her.
?Now before you get all freaked out about this following question, I just want to tell you it means nothing more than two friends hanging out, that?s it. Now, I?m going to Del Frisco?s since I have had a pretty good week and I was wondering if you would like to come along.?
?Uh, well, can I call you back in a bit on that??
?Look, I don?t care if you go or not, I just need to know one way or the other so I know what I am doing.?
?Well, thanks for the offer, I?ll call you back later.?
So I finished watching the first half of the Davidson game on the deuce and grabbed a shower and was getting dressed when the phone rings.
?Race. I think I am going to pass on the dinner thing, but thanks again for asking.?
?No problem.?
?Well now what are you going to do.? She inquired.
?I?m going to dinner.?
?And then what??
?Probably head back home and enjoy my night off.?
?Okay, well enjoy your dinner.?
So off to dinner I go. I start pulling out of my garage and the phone rings again.
?Race, it?s Dallas. I have a question for you.?
?Go ahead.?
?What if I get horny later??
? I don?t know, what if you get horny later??
?Will you come over if I call you??
?If it?s after dinner and before I?m in bed, I?m not draggin? my ass out of bed after I?m already in it.?
?Alright, maybe I?ll call you later.?
I get home from dinner and and I?m watching a little tube when the phone rings at about 10:30.
?Race, it?s Dallas.?
?Yes.?
?I?m horny, will you come over??
?Sure, I?ll see you in a bit.?
Then as I?m pulling out of the garage again she phones me and asks if I will stop by Wendy?s and get her roommate a chicken sandwich.
I walk into their place Megan on the love seat and Dallas on the sofa. I hand the sandwich to Megan and Dallas jumps up off of the couch and says ?Wanna go to my room??
I looked at Megan and said, ?I?m just going to help her straighten it up a bit? and headed on back to where Dallas was already sitting on her bed. I strip down to my boxers and slide into bed and she starts going, ?Hmmm. Hmmmm?
?Hmmm what?? I ask.
?I don?t know.? She responds.
?What do you mean you don?t know?? I demand.
?Hmmm, Hmmmm.?
?What the hell is wrong with you??
?I don?t know? she says.
?Well since you don?t know, maybe you just needed somebody to bring Megan a sandwich in the rain. That?s fine. I?ll see ya.?
?Where are you going??
?Home.?
?Why??
?Hmmm, Hmmm, I don?t know.? As I stood up and grabbed my pants.
?Okay, I?ll tell you.?
?Alright.? And I sat back down on the bed.
?You really put me off when you asked me out to dinner.?
?What??
?I just don?t want this to be anymore than sex. I just want to fu*k you. The sex is good and that?s what I want, that?s all.?
So I told her it was nothing more than that and she quit Hmmming, and she pulled off her top and we almost got started???
?Race??
?Yeah.?
?One more thing. I didn?t sleep real well with you here last night?.?
?I know, just fu*k you and go.?
?Yeah, is that okay?
?Sure.?
SO the moral of the story is. When your old lady bitches about not taking her out to dinner or doing anything with her and only wanting to have sex. Just tell her to sit tight, get in your car and come on down to O-Town my friend.
When I have some time I?ll post a few more if there is any additional interest.
Hope you all enjoyed!
