Fresh new talent at Cheaters
(If this double posts, I'm sorry. The site login timed out while I was composing my report. It doesn't look like the first one made it.)
First, a thanks to all of you "locals" here who made my visit possible. Always nice to know what to expect in terms of service and cost and I wasn't disappointed.
I want to report an interesting and enjoyable encounter with a girl who claimed last night was her first night "in the business. " Though generally skeptical of such claims, if this was an act to put one over on the client then it was at least interesting as it involved numerous apologies, questions about "how" and clumsiness to the point of falling off of her spike heals and through the swinging doors of the private booth! All this to my delight!
An apology to you all but I forgot her name. I should have asked again at the conclusion but my bad! Dirty blonde hair cut to shoulder length. Irish face. Almost a spinner. Not much on top (nice nips though) but maybe a little too much shape in the (firm! ) bucket to be so categorized. Some artwork just below her beltline and a shamrock tattoo between her shoulder blades. If you go this week, she'll be the one that doesn't know what to do on stage and stumbling around on the spikes.
Last night she was wearing a black vinyl outfit with red trim. Bikini top with a chrome ring connecting the (small) cups. Short "shorts". Almost, but not quite, bikini bottoms showing off a pair of tight and shapely cheeks.
She smiled and (in a conversational as opposed to "come on" way) asked my name. Down to business.
She asked a lot of questions about if I'd been there before, if I'd been to similar places before, what I wanted to do, etc. I thought she was feeling me out in terms of was I LEO but, in retrospect, I think her primary concern was that I would be disappointed when I found out that she didn't know what she was doing! She confessed it was her first night which put me on guard--was she willing to peform all the services (had they told her what the job really was? ) and made hesitate to ask directly. When I asked her what she had in mind she told me that "my pleasure was her sole focus. " Back and forth like this because I took to heart the advice about getting it all spelled out before proceeding. Anyhow the word games are all part of the play for me so I was fine with all of this.
Unfortunately, the drink girl got to us before we could conclude our negotiations. Add $16 for an unwanted can of Bud and a "shot of Henessey" for the girl plus a tip for the waitress who is just playing by club rules. I wasn't born yesterday but didn't feel like I should buck the system on a first visit. Once I paid off the waitress and we got back to business conversation resumed and we played more word games for a few minutes.
In the end, I could of avoided the surcharge if I'd just said "I want to (be fully served)". We would have been off to the booth in flash. But as I said I was enjoying the game. When I finally said, "I want to do as much as you're willing to do" she spelled it out for me directly--the usual fare for half and half plus the cost of the booth.
Once we'd agreed on the deed and tariff, she had to ask someone what we did next. Once we had the info, she used the ladies' while I bought the booth ticket from the bartender. The booths were all full, so she practiced her lap dances and sought my input as my hands roamed freely in the "Godiva Room" while we waited.
The "nude lounge) was another newbie mistake on my part. $10 wasted and action to speak of back there. I would have gotten the clothed dance time even if I was just standing against the wall in the main room but I'm guessing the doorman would have let us wait back there. Anyhow live and learn.
Once in the booth, she inquired whether or not it would bother me if she put her hair up. Truth be told, I prefer it down but she was nice enough to ask and I was so into her tight body and aware of the 15 minute time limit that I didn't think I was going to miss the gentle massage of her hair.
She asked what should happen next. I said nothing and just wrapped my arms around her, pulled her in close and kissed her neck. Things improved from there, but she still wasn't "pro" about it. (I keep mentioning this because it may appeal to some and turn off others. For me it was appealing. Almost like a clumsy high school car date.
A bit more roaming. I couldn't keep my hands off of her firm midsection, at least until I got a feel for her rock hard bum! Then I wished for four hands and it almost made we wish we'd had to wait longer for the booth since he didn't bother to charge me for her "training" out there. A bit more of this and I untied the the top and discovered that the nip's were top notch, very sensitive and quite tasty. Points for her for a) not being a smoker and be) not covering herself with the skanky perfume that strip clubs must buy in 55 gallon drums--I told her afterwards that avoiding the stuff sure makes it easier for a guy to go home! ) Boys who want them big will want to look elsewhere but I chose her because she's a contrast to my usual (and very tasty in it's own right) "home cooked" fare.
Once I started to suck on the topside she figured out what to do. She quickly wriggled out of the short shorts, removed my pants with more than a little assistance, and asked me what I wanted first. I opted for the oral argument. She spent two minutes digging in her pocketbook for the cover and then I had to show her how to put it on. At this point I'm wondering exactly what she meant when she said I was goign to be her first. I kidded her about not knowing how to apply it using her mouth but showed her the proper way and she went to work. Her performance here was satisfactory--and probably would have been excellent if it wasn't for the barrier of the "NATO" grade cover. She had no objection to my roaming hands so roam they did, making sure she was nice and ready for what was to come. She also didn't complain when I directed her motions by gently grabbing her pony tail.
All this was fine, but I have no shortage of this at home. I monger for variety, not for lack of. The cover was definitely interfering and she hasn't yet learned the tricks to compensate. Plus I was conscious of the clock because it seems like the kind of place where they're going to knock on the door. Anyhow I got up and without any coaxing on my part she bent forwards over the couch.
Things really got good from her on out. Let's just say that it isn't just her abs and ass that are tight. (I sure hope this lasts until next time so please, of all you, you'd hate this girl.) I'm slightly better equipped than average, but by no means massive. She called out an audible that can't be faked when I made my initial thrust.
And from that point on it was obvious that she did have some experience at this part because she was like the energizer bunny meeting my thrusts two-for one. Unfortunately, she also started what I believe to be the fake cries of passion that were totally different from the initial "release of breath" that she'd made. If she'd been more of experienced I might of asked her to stop faking it. It does nothing for me. I didn't want to put her off her game though. No real I'll effects from her fake sounds anyway. The tightness and enthusiasm really took their toll and I felt myself starting to lose it so I pulled out and told her to lay back. To my shame I finished about ten seconds after the (awkwardly carried out) flip to mish.
The end was nearly GFE. She thanked me for being patient with her and for being "good for her. " Told me she'd broken up with her BF and hadn't had any for three weeks and that I'd delivered what she needed. I told her that if we repeat down the road I'm capable of much better. Sorry if that sounds like a boast but I'm not used to having a hair trigger. Nervous about the time, my need to get back on the road and that tight, tight body all combined to my performing like a sailor on shore leave.
She encouraged me to come back next week and told me that she may have a cell phone by then. Not sure when I'll be able to repeat as I need to be discreet with both time and funds so if any of you mongers score a number from this one I'd appreciate the digits. With her permission of course. Tell her that the nice guy from Boston who was her first at the club wants em too. Proof of my ID: I told her that "everyone deserves to be treated kindly" after she thanked me for doing so. I would love to be able to arrange a date or two with her each month outside of the club. If nothing else so we can meet in an environment where I can do a better job! At least until I grow bored or you mongers wear her out.
Anyhow, to finish the story, while she'd putting her heels back on she falls out through the double doors. Gave the pushy girl I'd rejected earlier in the evening a good view of what she'd missed. Unfortunately for me, it wasn't showing in its best form. What can you do but smile? Her final words were that she wished she could just chill with me for the rest of the night instead of having to go out and meet more people. I believed her. It wasn't said in the way that a seasoned pro tries to butter you up for return business. She isn't finding it easy to do the sales part of the job. Fortunately for us, fulfillement seems to come naturally.
Sorry again for no name. If someone gets it, please post it. She's a treat so long as you don't seek a fully professional experience and can tolerate her inexperience. Once you get past it, she knows how to ride. Be gentle with one guys. It's rare that we get unspoiled talent and, unfortunately, it doesn't last long.
