My life long checklist

[camery]

This is a story I wrote for a different message board...Hope you like.

my life long checkoff list (Part 1)
One night I was sitting at home trying to figure out what to do for the evening. See my wife and i worked out a budget we each get 150.00 per month for descretionary.
My wife decided to have a relaxing eveing playing her favorite video game, so I decided to go to my office in the house and get my little black-book of lifes things to do check off list. It had items like sky-diving, travel to Greece etc. The list also included some more interesting things like: One night with a high class prostitute, having sex with three women and so on. See comming from a highly religous background I never did alot of exploring that alot of people from there teens and early years did, so at 36 I felt a little regretful.
I loved my wife so the prostitute and theesome were out. I did however have one expereince on my list that I felt wouldn't be that bad even if married. Visiting a strip club. After all, the ladies don't really touch and I heard they also don't solicite or get paid for sex, they just tease. So I figured I would go, get hyped up and then come home.
So, I decided I would go, after all my wife is preoccupied and it is Tuesday night. I was thinking I am done with my paperwork from the office, why not. Because the club is sure to be empty of people tonight (being a off night) I am sure no one would recognize me. So I was off.
I drive down town and turn into a parking lot to a place called deja-vue exotic dancing. I park and look to make sure no one I knew was there, I would be so embarrised if friends or co-workers saw me there.
I got out and walked into the building. It was dark with these quaint redish neon lights on either side fo the hall leading to a blond skimply dressed model quality lady at the booth/register. She said "Hi, welcome to our club there will be a 10.00 cover and there is a one drink minimum". She took my my money and gave me a ticket.
The place was set up as suspected, teh stage facing the fron with 3 rows of single chairs and end-tables beside everyother one to hold a drink. behind them were three sturdy 4 person tables covered with a long table cloth that reached down to the ground ( like you would find at a upscale resteraunt). There were some dark poorly lit booths against the wall facing out on the left and right wall, kinda old and taddered, With the back of the bench seat up against the wall.
To my left was a couch with a couple of georgous ladies sitting behind it talking to each-other.So I moved center of the room and sit ording one of those 10.00 sodas. The first dancer came out. She was drop dead georgous. she started dancing to the toon. There was a meror behind her, I was thinking I looked out of place and overdressed with a business suit on. It was warm and stuffy in there.
The dancer on center stage came out in some regular shorts and started to slide thim off. she slid her flats off slowly and sencoually. See I love bare feet specially the soles but I also like the look oe white anklet athletic socks to. She was so georgous assuming I was like most men she stuck her behind out as she was dancing thinking that was my turn on. I was watching her nordic blue eyes and expressions as she was surprised she didn't get the desired response from me.

end part 1

[camery]

my life long check list part 2
So there I was watching the dancer moving to the music. She had a perfect body. She was fair with long athletic muscular legs. She had shiny blond straight hair, small to medium breast and a nordic narrow face. She also had one of those bitchy kinda looks on her face as she swung around and looked at me.
She seemed to be anaylzing me as she was dancing, trying to see what made me tick. She begane to notice that as she tworled around the bar at center stage with her foot point straight out my eyes would lock in on her foot.
I was watching her has she was looking at me then she pointed her foot and she smiled as if a light bulb turned on.
Mean while I looked around a bit and noticed the two girls behind the couch to my left and behind me put there feet up on the back of the couch bobing there ankles up and down. I was watching through the corner of my eye, I didnt want to be to obvouse. I was a little embarrised about my fetish, I didn't even want to let these ladies know about it even if it was there job to turn me on. I was feeling my heart beat excellerate as I watched there perfectly formed feet in their long high heals wiggle siductivly up and down.
One of the ladies seemed to catch on and wispered to the other showgirl and they both looked at me with a smile and alittle giggle. THey started to dangle there shoes from their toes. All I could do was fantisize how I would love to be sitting at the couch between those georgous feet and have her rub them in my face.
Feeling they were catching on I quikly stoped looking at them and watched the tail end of the dancers show. THe dancer ended with lifting lifting her leg up and drawing her foot straight down pointing it at me. She had that lovely knowing smirk on her face as she was watching my eyes fixated on her foot.
as the night went on one lady after lady would solicite an expensive soda from me asking if i wanted a private dance. Each time I would say "no thanks, just here for the show". I didn't want to break the bank here they were asking for 40-60 dollars a dance for one song. Since I was the only patron for the last hour and a half and I seemed to have money with the suit and all, they were trying hard to get me to spend.
It felt kinda good being the only one there and the center of their attention. I would almost bet they were challenging each other who would get me to break and pay for a dance. As I looked over tword the couch there seemed to be a number of ladies now each looking at me dangling there shoes over the couch with a knowing smile on their faces.
I think they were getting bored and concerned, they weren't making any money tonight. So one of them got up and sat down on the couch motioning me to come and join her. By then all the feet came off the back of the couch. I was a little disappointed and imbarrised at the same time. I knew that they knew.
I sat down on the couch next to her. We started small talking. I glanced up behind the couch and saw one dancer wisper something to the others. I didn't make out what she said but they all giggled and smirked at me.
Finally after about 10 minutes as the new act was starting on stage. I got the offer from the dancer beside me 100.00 and I will give you a private dance you will never forget. I was thinking if im not willing to pay 40-60 dollars for a dance why would i pay 100.00? I politly declined saying i was here for the show. She said, are you sure? I said, yes. She said ok, do you mind if I make myself comfy? Of course. She unbucked her shoe asking me to take it off for her. I got that tingly feeling at the pit of my stomch feeling the indrinaline rush as I took it off. She said thank you my feet were sore walking around in these heels all day. her feet were perfectly shaped with darkred toe polish. it looked like she got a daily pedicure. THey looked so creamy white and smooth I though I was going to have a heart attack

End of Part 2

[malibog31]

wow!!!! more please......