I wasnt sure if I wanted to write this because writing tends to drain me. But its a decent story and probably shaped a bit of my life or at least my experiences while living abroad so here goes:
A friend and I were living in Brussels and after a night of dinner and drinks with the work crowd, we happened to stumble across this big dude standing in front of an office building. No signs, no neon lights and he asks us if we like "pretty ladies." Our answer? "Hell Ya mutha fucka!" So he takes us in, down a long hall and puts its on an elevator to the top floor. Mind you, while we are walking down this empty office building hall we are both wondering when a scene from lock stock and 2 smoking barrels is going to go down. I just knew that we could get robbed at any moment. Never the less we carried on, shut the fuck up and did what he told us to do like dumb asses.
When the elevator opened we were greeted with the coolest undercover strip club ever! Dancers, lights awesome music. Part of it had a glass ceiling so you could see the moon. Totally blew my mind! Anyway as we settled in with drinks in hand, I made eye contact with hands down the most gorgeous woman ive ever seen in my 30 something years of eating, shitting on myself and breathing. 5'4" brunette from southern spain with smooth olive skin and the face and body of a goddess. Now I realize that this in itself isnt very descriptive. But if you are putting yourself in my position just insert the hottest woman you have EVER known in the picture. The fucking stars must have aligned perfectly that night because there is no way she was coming over to me. Im thinking "WTF, she is really keeping eye contact and making her way over! Oh shit!" And just to kind of frame this properly, at that time I was no newbie to strip clubs, at least in the US. Matter of fact, we used to sneak off from work in the middle of the day, hit the SC and not leave until 6am the next morning. So there was no stripper intimidation going on there. This woman was just off the charts fucking hot.
So now you are probably like "Yea, we get it she is hot move the fuck on." She came over to the table and hopped in my lap and introudced herself in French. I asked her if she speaks english she said a little bit and asked if I speak spanish I said a little bit. All in French which was hot in itself. Somehow this whole thing put me strangely at ease. So we ordered some drinks and I got a few dances, we ended up talking about ourselves in broken frang-spang-lish and fall into this haze of dances, drinking and good times. During the last dance she let me know that she wants to come home with me but tells me that I have to buy her from her "manager." LOL! Im like fuck it lets do this how much? "Trois cent cinquante Euro" I say "para Toda La Noche?" She counters with "Non une heure" I tell her no its all night or nothing. She then says let me go talk to my "manager" Off she went and to my surprise she came back with her shit and is ready to roll! And DAMNIT if she didnt even look hotter in jeans, heels and a sweatshirt! WTF did I just get myself into!?!?! Meanwhile my buddy is sitting there just watching this all go down even while getting dances and is just astounded. Up to this point for me P4P was a line I never intended to cross. It was something that dirty fuckers in beat up station wagons did when they rolled through hood and wanted a little head. But when presented with this particular opportunity I crossed that fucking line without hesitation! (my ADD is kicking in so Im going to have to wrap this up. Ill leave the details of the rest of the night to later.)
I let my buddy finish up as we have one final beer. We headed to the elevator, I gave her my arm and we were off. As we are walking out I winked at the bouncer dude and tipped him. He said "I see you had a good time" Im like "Yeeeeeeeeppp!" We hailed a cab and went back to my flat and I think had some of the best drunken sex I've ever had (to that point LOL). It was a haze positions and licking and sucking and fucking. AWESOME! I remember her asking me if I was a porn star because I never got soft. LOL Little did she know it was the hotness of the whole thing that did it. By all accounts whiskey dick should have pounded my ass but it was no where to be found that night. After a few hours, we showered up and I asked if she was ready to bounce. She was, so I walked her down to the nearest pub and sat with her until the taxi arrived. We exchanged numbers and saw each other a few more times but then she had to go back to Marbella. That pretty much ended my introduction to the hobby. Shit changed after that night... It not only opened up me to the hobby but my civvy escapades ramped way the fuck up.
For the grammar nazis, I know I fuck up a lot of tense and spelling. Sorry... I didnt feel like going over this and fixing shit. I do realize that Im not that good of a writer. But if you must criticize, have at it
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-MrM