Things with my wife haven’t been the greatest lately, so I know it’s time to do something out of the ordinary, without the kids! I’ve been thinking long and hard, and I think I’d like to take my wife to RI Dolls in Woonsocket, RI. This won’t be a typical trip to a gentleman’s club, because I plan to make the night even more adventurous by challenging her to a game of Truth Or Dare. Basically, we’ll sit at a table with a good view of the main stage, order a drink and some food to share, and enjoy the scenery. After a couple drinks, I’m going to suggest we play Truth or Dare. This is how I think it will go:
My wife will reluctantly accept to play Truth Or Dare with me at RI Dolls. Since I’m a gentleman, I let her go first. I start with a dare. She dares me to walk up to the stage and put a dollar bill into the red garter hugging the stripper’s firm and smooth thigh. This is easy! I quickly hop up out of my seat, go over to the main stage, and pull out a dollar bill. When the erotic dancer comes over to me, she performs a few sexy moves, and then pulls out her garter just a little bit to let me know she’s accepting my tip. Then I strut back to my table and take my seat. I was smiling the entire time.
Now it’s my turn. My wife wants to play it safe and says truth, but I quickly talk her into taking a dare instead. I spot a really nice-looking dancer and wave her over to our table. I then announce that I dare my wife to get a table dance from this sexy Doll. Her face immediately turns red and she starts laughing. Covering her mouth, she shakes her head yes. I pay the stripper, who is quite amused with our game.
When the next song starts, the Doll starts dancing for my wife. I’m glad she’s having the dance right here at our table so I can watch up close and enjoy my drink. It also turns me on to think that other guys in the club are watching a naked woman dance provocatively for my wife.
Since my wife has never been to a strip club before, this was also her first table dance! I could tell she was a little uncomfortable because she kept looking away instead of looking at the dancer’s amazing body. But, I also knew that her shyness wouldn’t last long.
The next two rounds of our Truth Or Dare game were truths. My subconscious skips right over the details of this part of the fantasy because, well, answering questions aren’t really fantasy material! So, we quickly fast forward to more dares.
It’s my wife’s turn again to ask me the age old question, “Truth or dare?”. Of course I reply with, “Dare.” She looks around the club for a few seconds. Her eyes stop at the bar, where a couple of Dolls are enjoying a cold drink. My wife then tells me that she dares me to walk over to the girls at the bar and ask if any of them are lesbians. If any of them are, then I have to ask that dancer if she’ll dance for my wife. If she agrees, then I have to buy my wife another table dance! I think my wife really liked that first table dance!
I did as I was told, and one girl admitted that she wasn’t a lesbian, but that she loved dancing for other women. That’s close enough for me, so I gave her the require fee to dance for my wife. This time, my wife was much more into it. I even caught my wife checking out the Doll’s most intimate parts up close. I loved it when the dancer took my wife’s hands and put them on her but cheeks, and then squeezed them. I could tell my wife was turned on, and I was ready to go home and see just how turned on she was.
When that dance was over, we stayed at RI Dolls a little longer. Then headed home and had some of the best sex we’ve ever had. We were up all night! If our date night goes as well as this fantasy, then we just might make RI Dolls a regular date-night destination!