Just because I’m an older guy with gray hair, it doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate beautiful young women anymore. In fact, I love women. Now that my wife has been gone for about a year, I’m ready to visit a strip club again. She never had a problem with me going to strip clubs in the past, so I don’t feel bad going to one now. Not to mention, it would be great to have some female companionship with a few foxy ladies. One thing is sure, and that’s that I need to do something different this weekend than spending the afternoon at the meat raffle.
I’ve heard RI Dolls is the best gentleman’s club in the area. Since it’s in Woonsocket, RI, it’s not too far away from home. When I go, I’m going to bring my buddy, George, with me. I already know what I’m going to wear, and what I’m going to eat for dinner. George and I have made plans to go to RI Dolls next Friday night, and I can’t stop thinking about it. You might even say I’ve been fantasizing about what will happen when George and I are there. Though I know I won’t be paying much attention to George.
When we got to RI Dolls, dinner will only be the beginning of the night. I’m not even going to count that because the real action will be watching the pretty ladies dance. I also think it will be nice to talk to a woman, since George is really my only good friend. My fantasy skips right to me watching the girls dancing on stage. I’m sitting in a room full of sexy Dolls dancing without any clothes on. Everywhere I look, there is a beautiful woman, so it’s hard for me to choose just one for a lap dance. Finally, I settle on a pretty brunette with fire-engine-red lips and a matching red flower in her hair.
She sits on my lap and flirts with me, giggling at everything I say, while we wait for the next song to start. I find out that she’s working her way through college. She wants to be a lawyer. I tell her about my wife, but I’m happy as I recall our years together. I also tell her how I took my wife with me to a strip club a few times, and how much we both loved it. The stripper puts her arm around me and gave me a little squeeze. That’s exactly what I needed.
When a new song started, the exotic dancer got up off my lap and started her special show. I’m already smiling from ear to ear because I’m having such a great time. She’s dancing slow, rocking her hips back and forth. I look at her stunningly beautiful body and think to myself how women seem to look better and better as the time goes by. She smells like a bouquet of fresh flowers. He skin is as soft as silk. And her slight muscle tone was a total turn-on. She pulled her gown up to reveal her firm thighs, and I tensed with pleasure.
Before I knew it, she pulled her gown up, over her head, and then took it completely off. Her breasts were even nicer than I imagined. She was so close that I could smell the scent of her soap. She put her hands on my shoulders and jiggled. My cheeks were starting to hurt from smiling so much, but I couldn’t stop. Then, the stripper turned around and sat on my lap. She flung her long hair back and it fell down my face. She gyrated to the music while still sitting on my lap. Then, she stood up slowly, allowing me to get a good look at her rear.
When she turned around, I slipped a few bucks under the lace garter around her thigh. She thanked me with a kiss on the cheek. Then, she finished her special dance for me with a big finally, which was perfectly timed with the music. But she didn’t walk away when the dance was over. I tipped her again, and then she sat next to me and we talked some more.
My mind came back to the present and I was still smiling from my amazing fantasy. What I like best about going to a gentleman’s club like Rhode Island Dolls is that not only can I look at naked ladies, but I can also talk to them. And, it doesn’t matter that I’m an older guy with gray hair. They like older customers, too, just as much as older customers like to go to RI Dolls.