Part 12

Part 12

Matt heard of this strip club out in Philadelphia that we needed to visit on Columbus Boulevard. When we got there the parking was the worst but the cover charge made up for it since we didn't have to go through a bunch for who struck John the get in. We made sure we had $500.00 in ones and our drinking money in larger bills so we didn't mix the two. Once through the second set of double doors it was like heaven on Earth. It was an open floor, everything was black and silver with a bar in the center but behind the bar that wrapped around in a shape of a very large "U" was a stage and four poles. On each side of the room was seperate seating, I guess the VIPs sat up there and in each section there was a pole. There was a total of eight poles on each side with ample sitting for the VIP groups. Matt and I took a seat at the bar right in front of the first pole. Ordered two shots of Tequila each and a beer a piece. I have to say, this is a nice place with a calm crowd. Well, it was calm until the music was switched up and the lights got dim. Every dancer in the building stopped dancing and took a seat. I knew right then and there, that Matt and I had the best seats in the building.

The song maybe played for a minute or two, because by the time we downed our first two shots and ordered more, the bartenders gave us our order then kneeled down. My mouth dropped like a ton of rocks. This woman was drop dead gorgeous, she still had her clothes on but I was stiff as a board just looking at her face and attire. She came out in a pinstripe business suit, six inch stilettos that were also pinstripe, french cuffs, solid black hat with a thick white stripe around the brim. The outfit itself was bad ass. Now, this woman is very beautiful and dark skin; just flawless and best for all, she was not one of those thin strippers. She was a thick woman, and thick in all the right places. She started to peel off her clothes one piece at a time, never missing the beat, and that "go to hell" hat may have tilted, but not once did it come off. By the time she got to her undergarments these men and women must've thrown their mortgage money at the least at her. Hell, I need to see more before I start peeling anything off.

Looking at her, not once did I take my eyes off of her face. This woman was completely zoned out, like she was in her bedroom with the music playing, and no one was there but her. Her hand slid down her body and into her underwear, I thought I was going to lose it. She may have touched the pole a good two or three times but she was that great at seduction that the pole was extra. I downed my other two shots and my beer; she was still at it. By the end of her performance, they played four nice slow songs. You know, those songs that'll get you in the right mood, if you know what I mean. When she walked off the stage I knew, I wanted her, and I wanted her tonight. The next few females came out and they were great, but they weren't the ones I wanted to see. I ordered two more shots and another beer for Matt and I. Before we got the beers I noticed that the woman that everyone stopped for, was walking around greeting everyone, and was getting more personal tips. Keeping my eye on her from across the room, she had on a pinstripe bra and panty set against her mocha color skin, but not the one she danced in. When she finally made her way to me, I got out of my set, introduced myself, and told her that a beautiful woman like her would make any man act right but I'm a good guy already. Handed her the $500.00 in ones along with my phone number.

"I know you hear this often but I would love to take you out to dinner. Will you be willing to bless me with your beauty and allow me to show you a good time. No strings or anything else attached, I just want to enjoy your company. If you don't feel comfortable you can bring a friend and I'll be willing to escort you both for the night."

She smiled at me, took the money and my number, but walked away without an answer. Welp, I guess that settles that. Like I said to her, I'm sure she's heard that a lot. I ordered a few more drinks for Matt and I and we enjoyed the rest of the night. Not once did I check my phone or even look in her direction, she gave me her answer, without answering my question. Heading home I felt my cell go off but wasn't able to look at it since I was driving. Shit, I was already bent and didn't need anymore distractions than what I already had. Once home we both went to our rooms without saying anything. I plugged my cell phone up and passed out.

Waking up to my phone going off like crazy, I checked and it was her. A little over five texts from last night, a two from this morning. Basically, she wasn't allowed to answer while working but she would love to go out with me and didn't want to bring a friend. I was so excited I damn near nutted on myself.