Would this be GFE or PSE? - ECCIE Worldwide

In an effort to champion Klovve's request for a more horny, sweaty, heavy breathing, dirty talking Co-Ed thread I pose this question ...

Does the following fantasy qualify as a PSE or GFE?

This fantasy is two fold ... It's a strip teasing, lap dancing, stripper fantasy with some very light domination. It goes something like this. I'm in a dim lit room with some sexy slow jams playing in the background. The silhouette of a sultry lady appears in the doorway. She stops for a second to let me take it all in. Black Stockings that creep up her legs only giving way to the straps of a black lace garter belt. She didnt neglect to slide into a pair of strappy thong underwear that are pulled high up on her hips. While her black lace bra leaves just enough to the imagination, it seems to be holding back a playground of desire. When the next song starts she slowly begins to saunter over to me like she is working the cat walk during Fashion Week. With each step her hips pop back and forth, but once she is just a step or two away she stops, slowly turns her back to me and bends over. For a the next few minutes she slowly grinds to the sensual music. Staying just far enough that she is out of reach. Seemingly teasing me and letting me know she is in control. She will decide when i can touch and feel her. She is driving tonight's playtime. After what felt like an eternity she takes a step back between my legs. To the tempo of the song she slides her ass from my lap up my chest and stops inches from my nose. Then back down again. Only this time she sits on my lap, leans back, and grabs my hands. With her help guiding them, I begin softly running my fingers from her legs to her chest. They briefly are allowed to glide over her kitty that is still only protected by her lacy panties. The heat begins to get turned up as she grinds on my lap making my big boy stand at attention. From here it progresses like a sexy lap dance should ... Lots of touching, lots of teasing, Breast worship, we even whisper dirty thoughts into each other's ear. When she can't take it any longer, she walks toward the bedroom becoming me to follow. As soon as we clear the doorway she turns around, grabs the collar of my shirt and begins passionately kissing me. Except now it's time i take back control, so i grab her shoulders and push her against the wall. She likes this. I know this because she reaches around and digs her fingernails into my back. She playfully pushes me away only so she can turn around and thrust her ass into my crotch. So I lean into her. With a flick of the wrist her bra comes off and drops to the floor. She swings around and unbuckles my belt and pulls my pants to my ankles. "Take off your shirt and lay back", she whispers in my ear. I obediently comply. As soon as I'm settled she climbs into bed and straddles me. Again grabbing my hands and guiding them to touch her breasts, her stomach, her neck, and letting me briefly slide across her panty covered puss. From here the fantasy details get fuzzy but the premise is she takes control, gets what she wants knowing that i too will get mine along the way.

I know it reads like a corny penthouse story, but hey I'm a child of the 80s. It's what i like!