| First off. Thanks for the seal of approval. It's funny how arbitrary awards can make one smile. Second off, and this is in now particular order, thanks to eric in the chat for the great advice. Third, the mods may want to move this to lay reports since that is what it turned into. On to the good stuff.
It's towards the end of my shift and like clock work I get a time call to the strip club. So I of course pick up my stripper. Now at this point I am armed with a little advice and some determination. We fluff the whole way to her house. I should mention I bought a cup of coffee before picking her up, Subtle neg. Since that is her way of getting me in the house. We pull up I fill out my trip report, and she asks me if I would like a cup of coffee. I tell her I am good I just picked one up. I take a sip of my coffee. She immediately looks confused as shit. She gets this sad puppy look, and goes on to tell me how much better her coffee is then the gas stations. After some fake debating, I tell her all right, that anything has to be better then the shit I am drinking. I set my status to busy and accompany her inside. I figure I should pull at this point, so I point out her new heels and tell her they are cute. I get a playful smile. She starts a pot pf coffee. (BTW, the gas stations is WAY better.)
The blow job commences. Now I have to tell you this girl is good, like way good. I think pretending she wasn't pleasing me is one of the hardest things I have ever done. About five min. in she is looking up at me, balls on chin, and I pick up her remote and put the T.V. on ESPN. It's at this point that she starts trying. When I say trying, I thought my nut was the cure for cancer. I am going over every repulsive image I can muster in my head, to keep from blowing my wad. Then my best friend in the world rings my phone. He is drunk dialing me to beg for a free cab ride home. I could have kissed him at that moment. I answer it on speaker phone. She is astounded that I did this. He says whats up. I said nothing much, just hanging around. Slow night at work. He asks for a ride, I tell him to give me 15 min. Hang up. She looks hurt. I feel bad for an instant. I tell her it's not her, that I am just not feeling the blowjob at the moment, but that I give her an A+ for effort. I put my dick away, sip the horrible coffee, and that was all it took. She looks up at me, and says well then, I guess I should get naked. I excuse myself to the bathroom to call my buddy and tell him it's gonna be a while. (I didn't want to leave him hanging.) Then it is on. We fuck for like 2 and a half hours. Every surface of her house. Not quite the best sex I have ever had but it was damn close. I know I may have went a bit overboard with my performance, but fuck it. It worked. I should get a damn Oscer or a Golden Globe for that one. Thanks again to eric for the great advice.
I am excited to actually game a stripper now. I just got really lucky with her frame of mind at the time I met her. But I will take the win. Happy Sarging guys.
The ChinaMan.
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