Renee had told him when the subject first came up some months earlier that the place was a dump. But, after looking at the building and the surroundings he realized she was being generous with her remarks. They didn't serve alcohol, which was fine with him, he was planning on getting high on pussy tonight, and booze would be a distraction.
She also mentioned that she had bigger tits than the dancers, but that didn't matter either, as the only tits he was after tonight were hers. Or so he thought!
The place was as dingy inside as it was out. She was the only woman in there, except for the help and entertainment, overdressed, or perhaps better described as dressed not nearly slutty enough. It was early, so there were not many people there, so they were able to get a small table right next to the stage where they had a great view. Their backs were to the rest of the patrons, or perverts, depending on your point of view. As it turns out, the dancers had a great view of them too, which was to prove interesting as the night progressed.
The first two dancers were competent, would never make it in the big city, but knew what they were doing. She managed to stuff a few bills into each of their g-strings, and got a credible lap dance from the second one. I was discreetly massaging her breast during the dance, which got her attention, but not her undivided attention!
After the dance, her dress was pushed up near her waist, providing a clear view of her sweet little pussy to the dancers, but to no one else. A situation he was not thrilled with, not being able to see it himself, but he thought it might pay out before the night was over. He would occasionally lean over to whisper something in her ear, secretly reaching over to play with her clit. She would push his hand away, but still didn't rearrange her skirt.
The next dancer was a different story. Billed as 'Shadow', she had a dark complexion and short hair, she was slender with an athletic build, had medium sized perky tits, pierced with small rings, and eyes that you couldn't break contact with. She exuded sensuality. She was definitely not from this neighborhood, and he couldn't understand how and why she was here. But he was going to enjoy this show!
She was refined in her moves, seductive, and danced privately for everyone in the room, or so they each felt. He noticed at one point that she was watching Renee more than he was, and felt he had a great deal in common with this new dancer: they both loved pussy! As she danced in front of them, bills were gently and delicately inserted into her g-string, a woman's touch, perhaps lingering a bit longer than needed, and not noticed by anyone but him.
When offered a lap dance, he declined, suggesting Renee would gladly accept.
"No, thank you, but no" she said. She was almost shaking. Not from fear, but perhaps the fear of anticipation? The dance she got from the previous dancer was routine, almost perfunctory. Sensuality and attraction go hand in hand, so he guessed that Renee was just not that in to her. Perhaps not so with Shadow?
