I am sure the bartender was watching

July 3, 2020

Ok. I think I can't get in trouble talking about this because it happened a while ago.

So I get off work noon and decided to get a drink at a bar around the corner, that was also a strip club. It is my Friday and would not seeing some boobies while I knock a few back. I topically don't like strip clubs but this was a local spot not a major club. I really did not think there be anyone in there at noon. (For reference bars and strip clubs are always open in Vegas, I had to have someone from out of town explain what last call is.)

I walk in and am blasted with a cold darkness in contrast to the blinding heat of outside. As my eyes adjust there is just a bar with just a few people ***tered around playing video poker. Typically I don't get lap dances. My own weird reasons. Once got a lap dance where the whole time the dancer was telling how to properly add detergent to the wash so not to have soap stains under a black light.

As I am drinking my Jack and Cokes looking like I give a dam what is on the tv a dancer sits next to me and starts talking to me. "Hey sweetie, do you want a dance." "No thank you, maybe in a bit." The dancer is a small asian lady that is maybe 5 foot tall. She is wearing a small criss cross string bikini thing, and smelled like strawberries. Super cute, but it is hard to see in the bar. "Well do you mind if I just sit here next to you? I really don't feel like going on stage. During the course of the conversation we move to a booth. The booths are like a old restaurant semi circle. At one point she reached into my pants and grabbed my cock and told me "Ohhh, do you have a condom? You really should." Shocked I replied "I am not going into the champagne room." " Who said anything about the champagne room." I throw down some *** for the drinks on the little table. "I will be right back" .

After going across the street to a convenient store, I am back in the strip club. "Here put in my hand. Remember you not supposed to touch me." I place the condom in her hand. She has me sit back into the booth, where my face might be abstracted by a column. (Not really). "You need to dances to last, but I want you to cum" She pushes my knees together and sits on my lap. With the skill of a surgeon within 10 seconds she had pulled out my cock, put the condom on and my dick inside her. "How long can you last? I hope for a bit, I want to have some fun." She moves her ass in a little rocking motion, she feels so good. "I will keep going if you do." I put 40 on the table, 20 per song. She only stops for a moment between songs or if someone walks by. This is a very small club, if you looked from the bar you can see I was getting more then a lap dance, anyone can see us. "Ohhhh you have not cum yet." "It's okay" I put another 40 on the table. "You will have to try harder." 40mins have passed I think, I am starting to get dizzy from the pleasure mix of her pussy, drinks, and adrenaline. I put 20 on the table "Ok make it count." About a minute in she did, she only paused for a moment when I smacked her ass as I came. She only stopped to check if the bartender heard as it was loud. She make it count all right. I am sure the bartender was watching the whole time.