Dallas Gentleman's Club, part I

getting off at the Gentleman's club
   
There was a gentlemens' club in Dallas that was a dream. In my years of travel, I would always look for the clubs, and this one was THE best. I went there twice. This two part story combines those two trips of erotic pleasure.

Classy place, valet parking. Entrance fee was normal, about $20. Inside, a big room with a central stage and runway. To the back were smaller stages separated by panels. In front of the stages were one or two chairs and a small drink table. There were curtains that you could pull behind you for privacy.

The runway "pit" was filled with tables and chairs. Looking up, there was a lighted room to the left with a stairway that led up to the far left. Straight ahead, over the big stage was a darker area that ran the width of the building. To the right, the darker area led to a number of doors.

I took my seat near the runway, but not right next to it. From there, I would nurse a drink and "interview" the talent. It was clear that the management was very particular about their talent. They were all beauties...no dogs here. Very, very beautiful Texas style women that if you saw them on the street, they would be stunning and not at all the slutty, sometimes dowdy girls that usually end up at these places.

A Texas blonde took the stage, and with my fetish for stiletto pumps, she fit the bill. She was wearing white pumps, a white garter belt and stockings under a short tight skirt and short top that revealed her waistline. Her dancing was excellent, not virtuoso, but excellent and erotic. Her first drag was mostly "artistic" and sexy strutting, The second part was sripping off the skirt and doing "the bump", and that I love to watch so much. That snap forward of the hips, just the hips and cunt, no big slow swings of the hips, just that little snap, mostly UP, not back and forth. So sexy... makes me hard just writing about it. Then she did the unthinkable. She sat in a chair and took off her shoes, stockings and garter belt. She put her shoes back on again danced naked in just her white stilettos!

I wanted to see the whole thing in her outfit, I wanted to see her alone, in one of those booths.

I figured that the trick was to ask the waitress to tell the dancer I wanted to talk to her. I signaled her, and she did come over. She left.

After her dance, I saw her go upstairs to the right, into one of the rooms. I kept my eye on that door. It always seems like forever until they come out to go to the floor and their customers, drinks, and privates. She opened the door, and my heart dropped. She had changed into some long wispy thing, and from what I could tell, some kind of heeled slip on bedroom shoes. SHIT.

She came over to my table and asked if I wanted to talk to her... Yes. She ordered a $20 drink and asked where I was from. In a bit, I told her I liked her dancing and her outfit. I asked her why she changed to this bedtime outfit. She said it was more comfortable. I told her that her outfit and her shoes is what really attracted me to her, and I liked her second drag the best, in her garters, stockings and heels. I was embarrassed to tell her that I wanted to see her again. She asked if I would like to have a private in a booth at the back of the room. I said that depended if she would tease me with her legs and shoes and garters.

She said, "I know how to do all of that."

She told me to wait for the waitress and left. I went to the can and took off my shorts. I put them in my pocket and put my handkerchief over my already hard cock.

So, again, I waited. Seemed like an hour, but only about 10 minutes. The waitress came over,and showed me to a private booth. I ordered another drink and asked her to close the curtains and not to interrupt. She gave me a kind of smile and left. I waited again. Alone, The drink came, I paid, tipped her $10 and waited.

The stage was about 6 feet wide and just about 8 feet deep. There was a faint aroma of pine and Lysol. I know that odor. Used to clean up jizz in jackoff booths...Good. no need to jackoff in my pants. There was a curtain behind it. There was a sign:

NO TOUCHING! YOU WILL BE ASKED TO LEAVE!

The stage was just at table level. I moved the table far to the right and moved my chair right up to the edge of the stage. My Texas blonde came out from behind the curtains, in her "outfit".

I asked her how long her dance would be. She said that depended on how much I paid. It was $20 per drag. ($20 for 3 or 4 minutes). I gave her $60 for three drags and reserved another $40 on the table,..an enticement and perhaps just in case??

She went behind the curtain. As the next song (drag) came up, she reappeared, with a chair. I love teasers that use chairs...

She began behind the chair, and did the "strut", that sexy, incomparable walk in heels that drives me wild. As she walked, she bounced her tits, under that loose top. The top was very thin material, and I could see her hard nipples. I was transfixed on her heels. They were very, very high, over 4 inches. I was drilling them with my eyes. I looked up and she was looking at me looking at her shoes. She strutted closer to give me a 2 foot view of her pumps. I wanted so much to kiss them, and suck her shoes and heels and her instep and toe cleavage...I did NOT want to be thrown out.

I unzipped my pants and took out my cock. She looked down and indicated nothing. She turned around, bent over and gave me a view of her bare asshole and her cunt. Her stockings were very short, long suspenders. The stockings pushed up her soft thighs and they kind of rolled at the top of her stockings. I dared not touch my cock or I would cum immediately.

The song ended. She sat on the chair and looked at me. She crossed her legs and did the "toe bob", the sexy nodding of the toe of the shoe slowly up and down. I looked at her shoes and then at her face. She had a look of complete control over me. The music started again. She uncrossed her legs and spread them. From my view, it was a perfect cunt shot. I was so fucking hot. I touched the head my cock,it was running precum. I took my hand away. She rotated to the side and did a Bettie Page leg up, leg down, caressing her stockings. She looked at her shoes, then at me. Then she took two fingers and jacked off her heel, looking right at me. She did the two shoes sky high, looking at her shoes and then at me.

She stood up, Quickly, her top was off, Firm tits, with nice nipples. She came downstage, got on her hands and knees, facing me, about 1 foot away. Her tits were hanging free. She moved her body side to side and her tits did that awesome sway. She smiled and stood up. Her hands went to the sides of her skirt and she slid it up, slowly, doing the bump and looking right at me. Her hem finally revealed her suspender snaps and stocking tops. It went further, up and over the top of her garter belt. The bump was very crisp and a quick snap up. Not to every beat of the music, but at intervals. When she bumped, my cock would just sizzle. O how I love the look of that "Y" the front two suspenders make, framing her bare cunt, shaved clean.

She turned around, the music stopped. She removed her skirt. As the music started, she came downstage again, sat down on the stage, facing me, and did a "figure 4" pose, where one leg is pointed away from the other, spreading her cunt, and the other is bent, with the heel of her pump pointing at her cunt. I looked directly at her pumps, memorizing every lucious curve, the sharp thin, heel, the wrinkles in her stockings, the stitching in her shoes. I almost came. I could see her spread, the hood, her clit, hard and erect. She took a finger in her mouth and then touched her clit.

I took my cock in my fingers and slowly moved up and down, looking at her cunt, her face her shoes and her suspenders ....all of it. It didn't take very long. I had my legs spread, and I shot my load at the side of the stage. It was obvious, since she said,

"Go for it baby! Shoot it for me!"

I was a very, very deep hard orgasm.

The music was still going, when I finally stopped jacking off. I picked up the $40 and put it on the stage.

"Thanks Honey"

John talk. I didn't care, I got my $100 worth.

She said, "Now y'all come on back and see me?"

"O, yes, you can bet on that"

She picked up her stuff and went behind the curtain.

I put my cock in my pants and left. This was normal. This was Texas...then. I don't know about now, but that was how it was then.

I would be back tomorrow night.

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