This adventure occurred years before we got into swinging; looking back... this may have been the beginning of our swinging.
On a road trip... my boyfriend and I discovered a classy looking strip bar. We went in. I was dressed in black: a low-cut satin top with lace bra... leather miniskirt (no panties)... stockings... garter belt... and heels. He was in dark colored... full cut slacks (bulky enough to hide a hard-on; no underwear)... and short sleeve shirt. We were pleasantly surprised: it was well lit... tastefully decorated... smelled clean... and had a nicely-dressed clientele of including some women. There were three dancing stages and perhaps 8 or 10 girls doing table dances.
We were ushered to a booth by a handsome... hunky guy - on the side of the main stage. Our very hot sexy waitress... in a gold sequin bra... G-string and heels... took our order and I immediately turned my attention to the dancer on stage about 8 feet from us. I had never been in a nude strip bar before. As each stripper did her routine... I got hotter and hornier. I found... much to my amazement... that I looked forward to the part of each routine where the girls exposed their pussies. Some even...