Undercoverseeke
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Undercoverseeke 07-26-2020 06:41 PM
Black Diamond Gentleman's Club [Closed Thread]
It was a standard night at the Black Diamond Gentleman's Club -- busy but not crazy-busy. Ginger had seen the club packed so full that you couldn't even hear the music over the catcalling and whoops of the crowd, but tonight there were enough customers to ensure a steady stream of tips without also driving her crazy. This was, in her opinion, a perfect night, one where she could just focus on her routines and not on trying to avoid the crazies that inevitably came with a big crowd.
Ginger finished up her set onstage and gathered up her costume, stepping down to let the next dancer take the stage. She was a bit curvier than the average dancer -- 5'4'', 145 pounds, with a generous bust and long red hair that made patrons assume it was the source of her "stage name." (No, fellas, Ginger's my actual name, my parents just had a dorky sense of humor.) She'd gotten no complaints as to her shape yet, though... and the men paying for lap dances and private dances often told her they preferred a woman with something they could hang onto, even if "hanging on to" was technically forbidden by management.
Not to say that dancers didn't get up to shenanigans with customers, though... they were just discreet about it. Ginger had yet to get up to said shenanigans, however -- she swung in a different direction than about ninety percent of the club's patrons...
Costume back on -- a sparkly green bikini that offset her red hair -- she began to scan the tables, looking for a customer that might want a little more personal of a dance than a simple stage routine...
marriedbigrl 07-27-2020 07:12 PM
Kim Winstead was excited. Her husband, Mike, had planned a date for their 10th anniversary! It had been months since their last date, and she was beginning to wonder if he had lost interest. But he was coming through for their anniversary! She could hardly wait as she pulled on her sexiest black lacy underwear, and a tight form fitting short dress. She combed out her long blonde hair, and sprayed her neck and cleavage with her favorite sweet smelling perfume.
"Honey, come on, we're going to be late!" Mike yelled from downstairs. Kim smiled as she finished putting on a neck lace with a large pendant that rested perfectly in her ample cleavage. "On my way", she yelled, slipping on a pair of black heels and hurrying down the hall. "Mike, I'm so glad you set up a date for our anniversary! I was so sure you were...."
Kim's words were stolen out of her mouth before she finished her sentance as anger and disapoointment rose inside her. There was Mike in nothing better than a t-shirt and shorts. "Anniversary?" Mike said as a look of surprise and dread covered his face. "Anniversary, of course! It's going to be great, you're going to love it". He still hadn't told her where they were going, as he knew she would be less than thrilled. "I'm not going anywhere until you change or tell me what kind of a date we are going on!" Mike sighed, he had practised it, it would work.
"The Black Diamond" Mike said as Kim's face turned beet red. "Oh come on babe, its where we met! And 'ol Dave said they have this new red head that you'll love, you used to love this kind of thing, remember?" "I didn't love it, Mike, I just worked there! Though I guess you are right, it is where we met, and I do love watching a cute red head dance. I guess it could be fun, but you owe me!" Kim decided. "But you better keep 'ol Dave away from me, you know I won't work for his creepy ass again!"
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Kim Winstead was fuming! As soon as they had arrived at the club, Mike had asked the first red head he saw if she was "Ginger" then went right to a back room alone with her. She had found a seat near the bar and started drinking, angrily brushing off various men who either hit on her or thought she was a high-priced escort.
She was finishing her second gin and tonic when the dj came on overhead and said "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage, your favorite red-head, Giiiiiiiiiinggggeeeeer" Kim looked around for her husband, ready to leave and file divorce papers tomorrow, but he hadn't come back yet. Kim, smiled a devilish smile as she realized the girl had lied to Mike and he was missing the whole reason he had wanted to come!
Kim relaxed a bit, laughing to herself as Ginger started her dance. 'ol Dave was creepy, but he did know what he was talking about, Ginger was incredibly sexy! The way she danced just screamed sex. By the time it was over Kim was hypnotized! It had been years since she had been that turned on, and this young woman had done with a simple 5 minute dance. And to Kim's delight her lousy husband had missed it all! He cartainly wasn't going to benefit from Kim's arousal either. Maybe she should go to the back and get a lap dance from the girl Mike thought he was with!
"Ah, that would be fun, would serve him right" Kim thought to herself as she turned and ordered another drink. She had worked there when they met 12 years ago, until 'ol Dave had gotten to handsy himself and Mike knocked him out. So she knew the rules. Despite his creepiness, 'ol Dave didn't make the girls do anything they didn't want to. He also avoided huring lesbians and bi girls at all costs. He didn't think it was good for business. Idiot didn't think lesbians would come, or that somehow a jealous husband was worse than a jealous wife. So even though she would love to get the same service Mike was getting from the girl he thought he was with, she resigned herself to one last drink before ubering home and pretending to get revenge with her vibrator.
Undercoverseeke 07-27-2020 09:51 PM
Well now, that blonde at that table was a nice bit of eye candy. Ginger slowed, looking her up and down appreciatively. The dress was nice -- hugging her curves, accenting her generous cleavage to great effect. A rare woman here... and judging by the unhappy look on her face, her date for the night had ditched her in favor of one of the other dancers. Poor girl.
Perhaps she could find a way to make her night better? She couldn't give her a freebie -- girls had been fired for that -- but at least the new manager of the club, Shondra, was more lenient than Dave had ever been. Ginger could arrange a discreet discount for this woman if she was willing...
She approached her table, hips swaying in a manner that often left men weak in the knees and stiff in... other areas. She leaned against the table and gave the blonde a sultry smile. "Hey there... you look lonesome tonight. Maybe I can find a way to put a smile on that face?"
marriedbigrl 07-28-2020 12:50 AM
Kim was halfway through her last drink when she heard someone come up and hit on her again. "Actually" she said angrily, ready to tell whoever it was to fuck off. Luckily before she could continue, she was left breathless as the dancer stood before her. Ginger was back in the same costume as before, a green bikini that left little of the sexy young woman's generous curves to the imagination.
Realizing she had stared a beat too long, a devilish smile crossed Kim's face "Sorry, actually, yes, you can help me more than you know!" Kim debated for a short moment, unsure whether she should. Not for long however, as she quickly decided that she deserved whatever fun she could have also. "I would absolutely love a lap dance from you", she continued, her eyes changing from shocked to hungry. "But you don't happen to do private dances do you?
Undercoverseeke 07-28-2020 01:44 PM
She WAS willing... excellent. Ginger smiled and slunk a step closer, almost but not quite brushing her leg against the customer's. "We have private dance rooms, yes. Would you like me to escort you to the Champagne Room? Just let me know how long of a dance you want -- we have everything from five minutes to an hour."
She dipped closer, showing off some generous cleavage as she whispered. "I feel obligated to tell you... they do put cameras in the private rooms, to make sure nothing happens that could be dangerous for us. But... as a dancer, I have the power to turn them off. Then we could get a bit more... creative."
Undercoverseeke 07-26-2020 06:41 PM
Black Diamond Gentleman's Club [Closed Thread]
It was a standard night at the Black Diamond Gentleman's Club -- busy but not crazy-busy. Ginger had seen the club packed so full that you couldn't even hear the music over the catcalling and whoops of the crowd, but tonight there were enough customers to ensure a steady stream of tips without also driving her crazy. This was, in her opinion, a perfect night, one where she could just focus on her routines and not on trying to avoid the crazies that inevitably came with a big crowd.
Ginger finished up her set onstage and gathered up her costume, stepping down to let the next dancer take the stage. She was a bit curvier than the average dancer -- 5'4'', 145 pounds, with a generous bust and long red hair that made patrons assume it was the source of her "stage name." (No, fellas, Ginger's my actual name, my parents just had a dorky sense of humor.) She'd gotten no complaints as to her shape yet, though... and the men paying for lap dances and private dances often told her they preferred a woman with something they could hang onto, even if "hanging on to" was technically forbidden by management.
Not to say that dancers didn't get up to shenanigans with customers, though... they were just discreet about it. Ginger had yet to get up to said shenanigans, however -- she swung in a different direction than about ninety percent of the club's patrons...
Costume back on -- a sparkly green bikini that offset her red hair -- she began to scan the tables, looking for a customer that might want a little more personal of a dance than a simple stage routine...
marriedbigrl 07-27-2020 07:12 PM
Kim Winstead was excited. Her husband, Mike, had planned a date for their 10th anniversary! It had been months since their last date, and she was beginning to wonder if he had lost interest. But he was coming through for their anniversary! She could hardly wait as she pulled on her sexiest black lacy underwear, and a tight form fitting short dress. She combed out her long blonde hair, and sprayed her neck and cleavage with her favorite sweet smelling perfume.
"Honey, come on, we're going to be late!" Mike yelled from downstairs. Kim smiled as she finished putting on a neck lace with a large pendant that rested perfectly in her ample cleavage. "On my way", she yelled, slipping on a pair of black heels and hurrying down the hall. "Mike, I'm so glad you set up a date for our anniversary! I was so sure you were...."
Kim's words were stolen out of her mouth before she finished her sentance as anger and disapoointment rose inside her. There was Mike in nothing better than a t-shirt and shorts. "Anniversary?" Mike said as a look of surprise and dread covered his face. "Anniversary, of course! It's going to be great, you're going to love it". He still hadn't told her where they were going, as he knew she would be less than thrilled. "I'm not going anywhere until you change or tell me what kind of a date we are going on!" Mike sighed, he had practised it, it would work.
"The Black Diamond" Mike said as Kim's face turned beet red. "Oh come on babe, its where we met! And 'ol Dave said they have this new red head that you'll love, you used to love this kind of thing, remember?" "I didn't love it, Mike, I just worked there! Though I guess you are right, it is where we met, and I do love watching a cute red head dance. I guess it could be fun, but you owe me!" Kim decided. "But you better keep 'ol Dave away from me, you know I won't work for his creepy ass again!"
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Kim Winstead was fuming! As soon as they had arrived at the club, Mike had asked the first red head he saw if she was "Ginger" then went right to a back room alone with her. She had found a seat near the bar and started drinking, angrily brushing off various men who either hit on her or thought she was a high-priced escort.
She was finishing her second gin and tonic when the dj came on overhead and said "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage, your favorite red-head, Giiiiiiiiiinggggeeeeer" Kim looked around for her husband, ready to leave and file divorce papers tomorrow, but he hadn't come back yet. Kim, smiled a devilish smile as she realized the girl had lied to Mike and he was missing the whole reason he had wanted to come!
Kim relaxed a bit, laughing to herself as Ginger started her dance. 'ol Dave was creepy, but he did know what he was talking about, Ginger was incredibly sexy! The way she danced just screamed sex. By the time it was over Kim was hypnotized! It had been years since she had been that turned on, and this young woman had done with a simple 5 minute dance. And to Kim's delight her lousy husband had missed it all! He cartainly wasn't going to benefit from Kim's arousal either. Maybe she should go to the back and get a lap dance from the girl Mike thought he was with!
"Ah, that would be fun, would serve him right" Kim thought to herself as she turned and ordered another drink. She had worked there when they met 12 years ago, until 'ol Dave had gotten to handsy himself and Mike knocked him out. So she knew the rules. Despite his creepiness, 'ol Dave didn't make the girls do anything they didn't want to. He also avoided huring lesbians and bi girls at all costs. He didn't think it was good for business. Idiot didn't think lesbians would come, or that somehow a jealous husband was worse than a jealous wife. So even though she would love to get the same service Mike was getting from the girl he thought he was with, she resigned herself to one last drink before ubering home and pretending to get revenge with her vibrator.
Undercoverseeke 07-27-2020 09:51 PM
Well now, that blonde at that table was a nice bit of eye candy. Ginger slowed, looking her up and down appreciatively. The dress was nice -- hugging her curves, accenting her generous cleavage to great effect. A rare woman here... and judging by the unhappy look on her face, her date for the night had ditched her in favor of one of the other dancers. Poor girl.
Perhaps she could find a way to make her night better? She couldn't give her a freebie -- girls had been fired for that -- but at least the new manager of the club, Shondra, was more lenient than Dave had ever been. Ginger could arrange a discreet discount for this woman if she was willing...
She approached her table, hips swaying in a manner that often left men weak in the knees and stiff in... other areas. She leaned against the table and gave the blonde a sultry smile. "Hey there... you look lonesome tonight. Maybe I can find a way to put a smile on that face?"
marriedbigrl 07-28-2020 12:50 AM
Kim was halfway through her last drink when she heard someone come up and hit on her again. "Actually" she said angrily, ready to tell whoever it was to fuck off. Luckily before she could continue, she was left breathless as the dancer stood before her. Ginger was back in the same costume as before, a green bikini that left little of the sexy young woman's generous curves to the imagination.
Realizing she had stared a beat too long, a devilish smile crossed Kim's face "Sorry, actually, yes, you can help me more than you know!" Kim debated for a short moment, unsure whether she should. Not for long however, as she quickly decided that she deserved whatever fun she could have also. "I would absolutely love a lap dance from you", she continued, her eyes changing from shocked to hungry. "But you don't happen to do private dances do you?
Undercoverseeke 07-28-2020 01:44 PM
She WAS willing... excellent. Ginger smiled and slunk a step closer, almost but not quite brushing her leg against the customer's. "We have private dance rooms, yes. Would you like me to escort you to the Champagne Room? Just let me know how long of a dance you want -- we have everything from five minutes to an hour."
She dipped closer, showing off some generous cleavage as she whispered. "I feel obligated to tell you... they do put cameras in the private rooms, to make sure nothing happens that could be dangerous for us. But... as a dancer, I have the power to turn them off. Then we could get a bit more... creative."