Going to Rhode Island Dolls Made Me Feel Alive Again!
When I lost my job after being at the same company for more than fifteen years, I was devastated. I got laid off because of “restructuring” – you know what I mean. They probably just wanted to pay someone to do the same job for less! Anyway, I fell into a huge depression. I felt like I was in a coma!
My friends noticed thankfully. They insisted that they were going to take me out for a night on the town. I tried to resist but they literally stormed my house, made me take a shower and put on clean clothes and dragged me out of the house!
At first, they wouldn’t tell me where they were taking me, but one of them let it slip that we were going to Rhode Island Dolls. This gentlemen’s club is located in Woonsocket, RI, which isn’t too far from where I live. I began to protest, but then I started to think about it more and more. My wife was fine with the idea and thought it might do me good to go out with the guys. Since she was okay with it, I found myself thinking about what it would be like if my friends and I did go to Rhode Island Dolls.
The guys can get pretty rowdy when we’re all together and having a few drinks, but I think a strip club can handle us. I know John will want a lap dance as soon as we walk in, but I imagine we’d have some dinner first. I’ve heard that the food at RI Dolls is amazing, so I’d probably order something nice, like the 8 oz. Filet Mignon. I’d also get a dry martini to start off with. I can taste it now. Yummm! Oh, don’t forget the extra olives.
After we eat, I’d like to move closer to the stage so I can get a good view of the sexy stripers. I’ve also heard that there are girls that come around and give you a massage while you’re watching the dance show. I’ll definitely save some money for a massage. Sitting by the stage with a beer in my hand and a hot chick massaging my shoulders would definitely lift my spirits. It would be even better if I also had a Doll sitting on my lap at the same time.
After enjoying the show on the main stage, I’ll be ready for a lap dance. But if the guys really want to lift my spirits, they should take me into the VIP lounge. This more intimate setting will definitely make me happier. If I go into the VIP area I know it will be awesome. I’ve dreamed about this before and it’s always the same. I walk in and a bunch of exotic dancers surround me, and they are all vying for my attention. I sit down on a nice couch, a few girls sit on either side of me, and we shoot the shit for a couple minutes. Then “Pour Some Sugar On Me” comes through the speakers and I ask the girls for a dance. I want them all to dance for me.
The girls start out slow by posing and showing off their hot bodies. Then, they strip down and the show really starts. One girl kneels next to me on the couch and flirts with me by twirling my hair and whispering in my ear. Her huge breasts are only centimeters from my face. Another girl is grinding into my crotch like we were the last two people on Earth. A third girl was standing in front of me dancing provocatively. And a fourth girl was on the other side of me bent over the arm of the couch talking to my buddy, with her ass practically rubbing against my arm.
All this visual stimulation had me smiling from ear to ear. I could also smell the exotic dancers’ sweet floral perfume in the air, which was mixed with the scent of fruity shampoo. The combination of sight and smell got me really turned on. As the song was ending, I wasn’t ready for my encounter with the 4 strippers to end, and with a nod to my friend he paid for another dance.
For the second song, the girls changed it up a little and I had one naked babe sitting on each leg, one dancing in front of me, and one giving me a shoulder massage. I didn’t mind at all when my masseuse’s breast bumped up against me, or when the girls on my lap would press up against my crotch. It made the whole experience even better. I’d love to have a third dance if this is really what it’s like in the VIP lounge, but I couldn’t ask my friends to pay for another one.
But just like any daydream, it has to end. Whenever I come back to reality after a dream like this, I’m wicked horny. Luckily, I have a wife who loves having sex. And after a great fantasy like the one I just had at Rhode Island Dolls, not only are my spirits lifted, but I know it’s going to be a good night for my wife and I.