The Stripping Taboo

One of the ultimate taboos of stripping is meeting customers.  It flirts with legal prostitution in many areas, even if it never becomes sexual.  Many, many dancers have met customers outside of the club.  99% of the time it is because it is a regular, and you want to keep the money flowing by instilling in this man’s mind that you really like him beyond a customer.  I am guilty of this in two instances.

One with Thomas.  It was his birthday and he had a very humble request to go eat sushi with me.  I have met him a few other times outside of the club, and each time he was a gentleman.  He was just tickled to have a pretty girl come spend time with him.

The other was with Mike.  Mike was my regular and the time came when he decided he was no longer comfortable coming in to see me.  Many factors resulted in this, but I was very sad to see him go.  I loved seeing him and asked he come in just one more time so i could give him a gift and say goodbye properly.  He came in and I was bulldozed by a particular situation.  Sitting in the champagne room, cuddling with him like normal, and when I looked up at him, I wanted to kiss him.  I didn’t because I was shocked at myself.

I had been attracted to him for the entire duration of his patronage.  I have a soft spot for Italian men, and he fit the bill.  He was older than I thought he was.  I had him pegged at late 30’s, and he was 45.  He was taller than me, with dark hair and eyes, naturally tanned skin, and prominent facial features characteristic of an Italian.   He was well in shape.  I had no intention of acting on it until I realized just how attached I had grown to Mike.

Later we met up and had dinner and drinks, and had clean fun the entire night.  I had a blast.  I had someone who enjoyed fine dining, good wine, and in depth conversation.  So I did it again.  The second night, I kissed him.

I think it blew him away more than it did me.  Completely out of left field.  He was floored, and so was I.  The entire ordeal made me look hard at my life and relationship with the man..men…I loved.  Many things came up, and ultimately, i split with my long-term boyfriend for reasons outside of my jaunt with Mike.  I continued to see Mike.

I committed the ultimate stripping taboo.  After some time, I made the conscious, sober decision to sleep with him.  This is the ultimate taboo.  It is a cardinal sin to sleep with customers, past or present.  Mike was no longer my regular.  He had not been for two months.  And one night, having spent the day with him, I attempted to seduce him.  Mike stopped me.  It was not that he did not want it.  He was insanely turned on, his entire being wanted me, and I wanted him, but he managed out four words to stop this from happening.  “Baby, sex changes everything.”  Looking back, it was the ultimate testament of his character.  He wanted it, but he was a gentleman enough to deny himself the pleasure for what might have been a greater good.  It made me respect him so much more.

Long talks, more time spent together, and good communication occurred.  We did end up sleeping together, and he refused to have an orgasm of his own, instead focusing on me all night.  I was very humbled by the experience.  We continued to talk and see each other, and he continued to have the utmost respect for me, in and out of bed.

Some rules are made to be broken, at least in certain instances.

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