Wednesday, July 6, 2011
I spent my 12th anniversary in a strip club
Mr. Man and I celebrated our 12th wedding anniversary a couple of weeks ago. Twelve years. I can't even believe it. We've been together as a couple for about fifteen though which boggles my mind even more. And makes me feel quite old. And extremely lucky. I have friends who have been married three times within just half of the number of years that Mr. Man and I have been together. We have ups and downs like every couple but we're still here dammit. And stronger than ever I think.
To celebrate, we recruited a babysitter and I took my man to dinner in one of those hipster neighborhoods where everyone looks like they need a shower and probably recycle and eat organic. Dinner was fabulous though, as was the people-watching. Afterwards we went for a stroll and kind of looked at each other and said "now what"? We drove by one of the local swinger clubs and discussed checking it out. But we always talk and never do and that night was no different. Another thing we often discuss is going to a strip club. We decided that if we wouldn't even enter a strip joint then there was no way in hell we'd ever get up the nerve to go to the swinger place. Finally, Mr. Man had enough talking about it and said "let's just fucking do it, I'm going to the atm right now for cash". And so we did.
I had no basis for comparison and didn't know what to expect except for what I'd seen in the movies. And you know what? It was pretty much just like that. Most of the girls looked bored out of their minds and I kept wanting to yell at them to smile a little and act like they were semi-enjoying themselves. But what do I know about stripping right? So I kept my mouth shut and watched the girls take turns on the first stage, slink off and go to another stage and repeat the dance. One of the strippers came up to us and chatted for a minute. She told us about some options for dances for couples and she was so cute I just wanted to take her home and be her bff. I will say, the girls were very attractive and in great shape for the most part. Some danced better than others and a few of them truly amazed me with their athleticism. The club was clean and there were humongous but friendly looking bouncers all over the place. I felt safe and there were other women in the audience so I didn't feel out of place in that way at all.
I had warned Mr. Man that I could go either way and to be prepared for me to either be really uncomfortable and pissy, or to be totally cool and enjoy it. I'd say I fell somewhere in the middle of that emotional spectrum, leaning more towards the "totally cool and enjoying it" side of things. I was a bit tense for whatever reason and could never really completely relax and let loose.We had neglected to BYOB and I decided that I need alcohol to truly enjoy it to the fullest. What can I say? I need a crutch every now and then.
So next time we'll show up with some Jack Daniels, plenty of cash and there will be close proximity nakedness. Mr. Man wants to watch me get a lap dance so that's on the list for a visit in the near future I hope.
So look out y'all, next stop...Bella and Mr. Man visit the swinger club. Haha. Maybe. We'll see. Don't hold your breath.
Labels: lap dance, strip clubs, strippers
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That sounds about right, if I am to believe my wife's experience who went to a club without me last year. Way to go guys! How did Mr. Man find his visit?ReplyDelete
As always, I love how you write. It always sounds like it's coming straight out of my wife's mouth for some reason.
Thanks for sharing.
There was one time, back when I worked in porn, that I was at one of the clubs at least once a month to support our feature dancers. My favorite one who I had bonded with at the AEE show in Vegas, was feature dancing on her 20th birthday. We sat up in the front row and put down some money. She saw me, came over and gave me a huge hug, then said, "You have to feel my tits!" and grabbed my hand and held it there. She was deliciously soft and adorable - after that, men were crowding for front seats and throwing down money to get the same. (they didn't. Heh heh heh!)ReplyDelete
Did any of the dancers do the move where they're laying on their back, lift their legs like they're going to do a backwards summersault, but really just whip their panties off? I love that move, I still do it!
I didn't go to a strip club until I was 29. Saw how so many dancers seemed bored with what they were doing, but I enjoyed myself though.ReplyDelete
Sounds like a fun night. Alcohol is a definite MUST to be able to fully enjoy a strip club...I feel.ReplyDelete
So erotic, I'd pay a stripper to give you a lap dance, provided I could watch.ReplyDelete
What an adventurous way to celebrate 12 years of marriage! I think that would be such a turn on to see my wife receive a lap dance provided the whole thing didn't turn into a disaster. Sounds like it really needs to be the right time, the right mood, and a decent club - fortunately, it sounds like you had all of that!ReplyDelete
Way to go :)
We recently visited the swing club for the first time and have blogged about it. If we can do it so can you. Check out our blogReplyDelete
What a nice way to celebrate your anniversary. Congratulations!ReplyDelete
I think it was our 16th anniversary that Veronica and I spent in a strip club. I'm glad you had fun, you should definitely go again!ReplyDelete