Being “Bad” Feels So Good At Rhode Island Dolls
Generally speaking, my wife and I have a pretty good marriage. Sure, she’s more conservative than me. She doesn’t like it when I go to strip clubs like RI Dolls in Woonsocket, RI. But I usually find excuses to slip away when my buddies are in town and want to go.
It’s not that I desire a woman other than my wife. I just like to look at hot girls. It’s not like I’m trying to date them or get them to go out with me. I just like to watch them to do their thing on the stage, maybe get a lap dance, and then go home to my gorgeous wife for a little one-on-one sexy time.
When I do go to Rhode Island Dolls, I know exactly what it will be like. I think about going there when I can’t find the time or make an excuse. And every time I think about going to the gentlemen’s club instead of the place I told my wife I’d be, I get even more turned on. It feels so good to be bad!
The first thing I’d do is find a seat right in the front of the main stage. I want to see all action. I’d order a beer and watch the show. After a few songs, a sex kitten named Buffy would walk over, sit on my lap, and ask me if I’m having fun. I think my huge grin is a good indication I’m having a great time, but I laugh and ask her if she wants a drink. I order her a glass of champagne and a Captain and Coke for myself. We shoot the shit for a few minutes and then she asks me if I’d like to have a lap dance.
I’ve never had a lap dance before, so of course I said yes. She pointed to the corner of the room and told me to go make myself comfortable and that she’d be right back. I did as I was told. She finally reappeared wearing a slinky white teddy, white-lace thigh highs attached to a lace garter belt, and a little white G-string. I could see her perky pink nipples through the sheer material, and my jaw dropped. She laughed as she turned around and bent over so I could look at her firm ass. There wasn’t a tan line in sight, only miles and miles of soft, smooth skin the color of caramel.
The stripper danced in front of me and I watched her as she slowly took off her lingerie. I thought it couldn’t be any better until she climbed on top of me, placed one leg on each side of my hips, and started to bounce up and down like she was riding a pogo stick. Her tits were bobbing in my face – barely a few centimeters away. I admit, I got a semi, but I couldn’t help it. I was able to get it down before she noticed. I start thinking that I wish I came to a strip club a long time ago. Who cares if my wife didn’t want me to go. I’m in control of my own life, not her, and I’m loving this life at Rhode Island Dolls.
I couldn’t pry myself away from this hottie, so I paid for three lap dances in a row. Then I walk back to my seat with a huge smile on my face and order another drink. There are so many sexy babes dancing naked around me, I don’t know where I should look. Before I know it, there are three more erotic dancers sitting next to me and flirting with me. We are having a great time. Then a few more show up. Next thing I know, I’m surrounded by about 20 topless strippers, who are all pleading for me to choose them for my next lap dance. Now, my wife is the furthest thing in my mind. I have one lap dance after another, sometimes with two or three Dolls at a time. I feel like a gangsta in the movies. You know, those bad guys that always have the hot chicks by their side.
But, eventually my fantasy ends and I have to go back to reality. But there is one thing that I’ve learned about this RI Dolls fantasy, and that is that I shouldn’t feel bad about wanting to go out and have some adult fun. The next time the guys ask me to go to Rhode Island Dolls, I’m not going to make up an excuse. I’m going with them!