Ladies' night, the story  

fluffynerd 42F
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7/10/2006 7:14 am

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7/10/2006 9:33 am

Ladies' night, the story

A (girl)friend was about to be married, and I was about to dicover that modern phenomenon, the hen weekend. We all know about stag nights, where the groom, who is about to lose his 'freedom', expresses his masculinity one last time, by getting totally out of his head on alcohol, and his friends pay for a night with a prostitute. Presumably this ensures that he is not inexperienced when he takes his new bride to bed, and that he thoughtfully passes on a sexually transmitted infection!
Cycnicism aside, the hen (why not "doe"?)/stag weekend is a rite of passage, and an excuse for a really good time. So, we several women between the ages of 25 and 35 travelled our merry way to a European city famous for its hospitality to the lucky bride to be and friends.
Most of the weekend was relatively uneventful, just some girly shopping, relaxation and moderate (yes, honestly) drinking. However, one night something had been organised, to which neither the bride nor I were privy. My friends see me as a bit square, locked in lab coat or medical gear all day, working strange hours, having no boyfriends, being terribly serious all the time, and the ultimate sin, detesting 'pop' music! So, they thought if they told me about the trip, I wouldn't go, and they were probably right. It was a trip to a night club, very private, very exclusive, very decadent...
We reached the club and were ushered in on pre-paid "guest" tickets. I've still to find out who we were guests of, but one friend has some very hush-hush contacts, so I can guess! The champagne was cold, the music was loud and there were some rather dinky little pots on the table, but they were locked. The lights were low, save for a spot lit stage. I still had no idea what was about to happen, when the stage was bathed in dry ice and out of the fog strode about a dozen incredibly hunky young men, wearing a variety of costumes. The usual uniforms were there, but so was Darth Vader I think and a strange copy of the guy from Kiss. However, all this hardly mattered, because pretty soon, the costumes were on the floor! Omg, it's a strip show... A dozen, naked, oiled male bodies just feet from my disbelieving eyes, and they all held a key. We then found out what the pots held, when we were tossed a key by a stripper, who, I was convinced, winked at me. The pots held condoms and more body oil....
To be continued.


T_A_B_75 43M

7/10/2006 8:07 am

I can't wait to hear where this is going. I'm on the edge of my seat.


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