[M]e and my favorite dancer got a little [f]risky in the back

I’ve been going to my favorite gentleman’s establishment pretty regularly over the last few months, to the point where when I show up in the afternoon, usually only one of two or three people there, I get a “Hi, how you doing?” From the usually burly manager and the bartender knows which drink I’d like. So suffice to say, I’ve become a regular at this point and as most regulars do, I’ve got a specific girl who I am HER regular, her names Molly.
At least once a week, after getting off work around 2pm, I’d go in there and have a few drinks, throw some money down, and spend my time hanging out with Molly. Everything normally stayed above board for the most part, a little “he can go a bit further during lapdances” since I’d be focused in, financially, on her every time I came in and we always had a strong connection.

We’ve been talking lately over social media and such and the standard flirting and promises of pleasures that I expect from a dancer trying to lure a big fish back in, so I decided to pop by there this week in Thursday. Molly and I hung out for a while, I was on a limited budget and asked her if we should knock out a few lap dances and get me outta there and her back to work or if we should burn it slow so we could hang out, she chose the latter. The afternoon went on, a few drinks and laughs and sultry looks, and my wad of cash quickly dwindled. Down to my last 8 bucks I asked her if I should get one more drink or give her the singles and scoot, she wanted me to stay for another beer and followed me up to the bar. As we’re standing there and I’m drinking my beer she slyly unzips my pants and sinks her hand down there and starts giving me a hand job, full view of the manager, bartender, and DJ (no bouncer, daytime shift). As she’s rubbing my cock I finish up my beer and zip back up and leave for the day.

I couldn’t get her out of my mind, I’ve been thinking about her for a while but she just has something about her that gets me. So I went back on Friday afternoon, I had gotten a bonus a few weeks ago and had been kinda dangling it in front of her for the last month and figured she earned it, she put in the work. I get in there and Molly and I sit down and go over the game plan, 2 stage rotations, a few drinks, then let’s head to the back room. Boom. Game plan. So we go about our business, I’m laying in pretty hard and getting a lot of attention back, she spent the whole afternoon with me, then we head to the back. Usually, lapdances with Molly are her kinda touching my dick through my pants and commenting on how thick it is, me sucking on her nipples and playing with her perfect perky puffy tits, and that’s about as far as it goes…until Friday. By the second song she had pulled my dick out and was licking the tip and by the fourth was pulling her bottlms to the side so I could enter her. Simply the most amazing pussy I’ve felt wrapped around my cock in my entire life. We fucked and grinded for a few more songs til I was out of cash and then we parted ways.

I wasn’t fully sure if she was after my money or my dick, I was splitting it 70/30 money to dick at first and considering it a more even split as time went on but then I was texting with her yesterday and she wanted to hang out in the real world, no money exchanging, no sex involved, just hanging out and getting to know each other outside the club. I think there may be more to this than a customer dancer relationship, I’ll update as things progress.

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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e193hn/me_and_my_favorite_dancer_got_a_little_frisky_in

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