Last night Veronica and I had a date, just the two of us. After repeatedly promising our daughter that yes, we will come home [seriously, every time we go out, she thinks we're leaving forever and there are multiple requests for "one more huggie" before we can escape without her having a fit], we went out for dinner and a visit to our favorite strip club.
There was once a time when a visit to the club was so fun and exciting for us, checking out the girls together, watching Veronica flirt and get lap dances. But lately, not so much…
Sure, many of these girls are hot. In fact, I’m the one who got a lap dance last night, not Veronica. But it did nothing for me. I’ve had dances before that even with just a little contact, some grinding on my lap, have left me with an achingly hard cock. Last night, while “Mandy” certainly has a very nice figure, as did a stunningly pretty Filipino girl, I wasn’t aroused at all by the evening.
Maybe it’s because of the adventures we’ve had swinging. After all, once you’ve seen your wife thoroughly enjoy herself between the thighs of another woman, seeing a beautiful nude young woman do nothing except gyrate in front of her isn’t quite as, ehem, stimulating.
The strip club was so unarousing, at least to me, that when Veronica and I got home, we spent a little while online and watching football, then went to bed, without having sex! WTF? Or not…
But at least we started today off right
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You know what most certainly doesn’t bore me? Veronica and her lingerie collection! Last weekend it was her red open cup bra, last night it was the black one.
If you follow me on Twitter, you might have seen this picture last night. I also texted it to our friend Southern Vixen, since the last time we went to this particular restaurant and followed it with a visit to the strip club, she was with us. Her response?
“For FUCK’s sake!!!! Dayyum!!!”
Gotta love that woman, her personality comes across even in text messages!








