1. Meeting James Chapter Six, Part One


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: Melanieatplay, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    securely up against him. “May I get you anything else Sir?” the young man asked, over the voice of the DJ who was now talking because the song had ended. It must have been because I was experiencing something new, or because of the nearly naked bodies everywhere, but I felt so uncomfortable and nervous. There were so many men here and so few women. I’m not sure what I was expecting, but this was nothing like a regular club that I was used to, where the ratio of men to women was closer to equal. I needed something a bit stronger than champagne to take the edge off. “Let’s get some water James, and maybe a few shots of Tequila,” I whispered in his ear. James looked directly at the young man, “I need a bottle of Patron and a couple of bottles of water,” he said and handed the young man his credit card. “I will have your order brought to your table directly Sir,” he said, as he turned and scurried quickly away. I again surveyed the scene. Another song started playing; a heavy metal song from the 80’s that I remembered my older brothers listened to over and over when they were growing up. As the singer sung about ‘Cherry Pie,’ the three girls that were working the poles on the stages were now mingling among the tables and three new girls were up on the stage taking their place. I looked at James who was not looking at the nearly naked women, but looking at me. “What do you think so far?” he asked. “Do the girls ever take off their G-Strings?” “Not at this club,” he said, ...
    matter-of-factly. “Gentlemen's Clubs can either serve alcohol, or have the girls dance nude, but not both.” He thought for a moment. “I take that back. One club was grandfathered in when Clark County changed the ordinance.” He smiled at me softly. “Now that I know you prefer to drink alcohol and watch nude girls dance, I’ll know where to take you next time around,” he said, jokingly. I felt my face blush deeply at his comment. He’s such a smart ass I thought. I turned my attention to the main stage as a pretty black girl was grinding and swinging around on the pole. I could see every hungry eye in the crowd of men follow her every move as she elegantly danced in time with the music, while the men near the stage stuffed money into her G-String, as she mercilessly teased them. I also noticed that there were very few other women here besides the dancers. I counted only two other women in the entire club and they appeared to be here with their husbands. As I looked around at the rest of the patrons, I really appreciated James getting us a VIP booth. It gave us a bit more privacy than the tables set up on the club floor. We weren’t quite as close to the girls on the stage, but it was close enough for me and I was glad we weren’t out among the masses of men. Just then, a pretty blonde girl carrying a huge tray appeared in front of us and started to gracefully set down our order of drinks onto the table in front of us. She was wearing tiny booty shorts and a tank top that looked to be about ...