Tour the club

Hostess: “This here is the entrance to our fine establishment. And through this door is the main club area.”
The blonde hostess walks towards the door and opening the door. I hold the door for the blonde beauty and gesture for her to go through.

Hostess: “You’re quite the gentleman.”

Me: “You are my girlfriend afterall.”

I admire her mature but finely shaped 34DD-28-33 body as she walks past. I follow her through the door. Damn! That’s a nice ass.

Hostess: “Our main club area can seat 100 guest. Weekends typical have 30 girls working the late shift. Tonight we will have only have 10. It is a Monday.”

She walks to the bar and give a somewhat chubby dirty blonde the 10 grand. The bartender is wearing low cut tank top baring her small B-cup tits.

Hostess: “We have 4 bars, this is our main one. We stock all the finest liquors and beers. I convince the owner to stock a more variety of beers and liquors. So we have some of your harder to find beers and liquors.”

I follow the hostess to the bar and warp my arm around her waist. I put a finger up attracting the bartender’s attention.

Me: “Double shot of Johnny Blue on the rocks.”

I look at the hostess.

Me: “And for my girlfriend…”

Hostess: “I’ll take the same.”

Me: “You got good taste.”

Hostess: “I know.”

Smartass.

SMACK

I slap the smartass’s beautiful ass. The hostess looks at me with a grin.

Hostess: "You're a bad boy."

Me: "I know."

The bartender quickly brings our drinks out.

Bartender: “That will be $120.”

I hand her two hundred dollar bills. She makes to get change.

Me: “Don’t worry about it.”

Hostess: “Aren't you the generous one.”

Me: “Nope. I'm just trying to spend all my money before I die.”

Hostess: “Oh really. I hit the jackpot. As your new girlfriend I can help with that.”

Me: “I don’t know it’s a lot of work being my girlfriend.”

I look towards {secnickpriv}. She just walked in with Markus staking close behind. The hostess raises her glass.

Hostess: “To spending my boyfriend’s money before he dies.”

Me: “Cheers!”

A {sechaircolor}-head stripper walk by with a customer in tow. My eyes follow the stripper. Same gorgeous hair as {secnickpriv} but nowhere near as gorgeous body or face.

The hostess stand and wraps her arm through mine guiding me to my feet and towards a archway.

Hostess: “This way…is our private dance rooms and our champagne room. “