I wasn't a regular, but it wasn't my first time ever visiting a strip club. When I did go, I always wanted to make the most out of the trip. I tipped with bills larger than ones, spent more time getting private lap dances than just watching the main stage, and tried to soak in the experience as a whole.

I have short brown hair, hazel eyes, and a handsome jaw line. The dim lights of the club hid the fact that I didn't have a perfect tan complexion from avoiding too much time in the sun. I stood a couple inches over six feet tall, and seemed to be in decent shape. I had a strong stalky build that filled out the three piece black suit I chose to wore well. Underneath my coat I had on a dark red shirt, and black tie. My dress shoes were polished and shined nicely. I figured it I was going to get to see fine women dressed, and then undressed, at their best, I should look my best also.

You caught my eye as soon as I saw you. Usually I like to see a girl on the main stage before asking her for a private dance, but something about you lured me in right away. I approach you with a smile and say, "Hi there, I'm Nick, are you free for a dance or two?" I hold up a roll of money, to show I'm a customer worth having.

You agree without hesitation, because you are the type of girl who enjoys your job. I follow you to a private booth, and plop on the couch. I watch as you take the small stage with the pole in front of me, to begin your show.

You can jump right into the scene, or discuss some of your kinks with me first. I'm looking for a willing partner, for some good sex! Nothing TOO outrageous, as the scene shows. Let's have some fun!