Why I Love Bringing People To The Strip Club
originally published july 21 2021
Anyone who’s followed me for a while has seen me talk about how much I love strip clubs. The red and blue lights, beautiful women walking around in staggering clear heels, rhinestones and fruity body sprays, dollar bills floating through the air, DJs hyping up dancers on stage, the way you give in to being hustled because you want to give your favorite girl your whole bank account… The entire experience is such a thrill, and I never leave unhappy. The trick to having a good time at the strip club is, of course, to spend money. Contrary to popular belief, one does not have to have an unlimited budget in order to have a good time. I’ve gone into a club with $30 to spend before and didn’t make any enemies. The trick is to never overstay your welcome. My approach when I have $50 or less? Sit at the stage, tip everyone’s set at least a few dollars, and leave when my money is gone. You could also tip one girl on stage all of it and leave. As long as you aren’t ever sitting there and not tipping, you’re fine.
Aside from just going to the strip club as a source of joy for myself, I love taking people to the strip club – especially if it’s their first time. I’ve dubbed myself the Best Person To Go To A Strip Club With; the ultimate tour guide for an evening of debauchery. I can say this much: nobody that has ever gone with me to a club has left with anything less than a huge smile on their face. Part of the feedback I’ve gotten has often been “I just loved watching you get a lap dance,” which is great because I happen to love getting lap dances and being watched. This particular perspective really hit home when I took a dear friend to the club with me for her first time and watched her get a lap dance. There was a particular thrill in watching her face light up as the dancer slid her skilled hands up my friend’s thighs and hips. I found myself getting wildly excited at their chemistry, at being a voyeur to their eye contact. A hint of envy came up, but mostly just happiness that my friend was finally getting to experience this thing that I’ve raved about for years and wanted to share with her. After her lap dance, she turned to me and said “So I guess I need to make a savings account specifically to come here a few times a year.” And then I was dubbed the official party planner for her eventual bachelorette party.
It’s hard for me to imagine a more perfect date than going out to a fancy dinner, and then taking our dressed up selves to the strip club to make it rain on naked women. The experience of voyeurism, interaction, getting to know the dancers, and whispering to each other about who we like best and want to get dances from feels like a secret we get to have in the open. There is a special kind of intimacy that is created when you get to discuss who your “type” is, or what part of the club is your favorite (Is it the talking? Private dances? Long VIP rooms? Stage sets? Cocktail waitresses?). Each preference says something about who you are, and as such, we leave with a lot of excitement and anticipation for each other, as well as a deeper comfortability having shared our vulnerabilities about sexuality in a public sphere.
Plus, it’s super, super hot to me to envision someone handing me a stack of money with instructions to make it rain on everybody. I may also have a couple of fantasies about being showered in money while in certain, ehem, situations, but I’ll save that for your ears only while we scout a dancer from a private booth…
If this date idea sounds intriguing, familiar, or fun, don’t hesitate to reach out. Let’s plan something filthy.