The night was a bust in terms of hot, fuckable guys -lots of old, fat men with tiny cocks roaming around.I was kinda pissed I spent so much money on a...room with no real prospects, so I resignedmyself to just enjoying the facilities. Dodging weird, fat guys, I made my way to back room. Isaw a guy getting a blowjob with a few others standing around watching. I made eye contactwith a short bear standing nearby. He motioned me to meet him in one of the booths.He locked the door and presented his. He saw a hot blonde with huge breasts, and wonderful curves, and what appeared to be a very shiny, very large ring on her finger. So she was married; that could get interesting quickly.He saw a very muscular black man raising his hand, and decided to choose him as well. If he had his way, every night, not just Friday, would be ladies night, and he would only have women on the stage, however, if he wanted to be viewed as anything other than a pervert, he would have to get by on choosing a few. Her hair was done up in a severe bun on the topof her head. She didn't look as if she used make up either.Her waist was whittled down to an amazing proportion, which could onlybe because of a corset under her clothing. Her dress was dark blue andhad a wide circular hoop skirt that went all the way to the floor, itcompletely covered her legs down to her feet. She looked like she hadjust stepped off the set of 'Gone with the Wind'. I felt like callingher Miss Scarlet but didn't think I'd get a. Sitting in front of the wine was the dog dildo, and it was more impressive in person, too.There was also a glass of wine on my side of the table, so I sat down. “Welcome home.” Her voice sounded more like the woman I knew. “I have a million questions.”Considering how emotionally charged the moment was, our voices were calm and subdued.“I’m sure you do.”“I did hear right? You did call my name. I was the person you were fantasizing about?”“Yes.” That yes created an almost instant hard-on. “What.