1. Athens Queen


    Date: 9/9/2016, Categories: Shemales, Author: freegre, Rating: 91, Source: xHamster

    later they were out the door, with the quiet in the room my daughter fell asl**p almost instantly. Before she left, my wife had reminded me, "Don't sl**p now, or you'll never sl**p tonight, and then you'll be a wreck on the plane." "I'll try not to." I smiled. We both knew I'd be napping about five minutes after our daughter went to sl**p. It took much more than five minutes to fall asl**p but only because I was fixated on the club. I was incredibly excited. I hadn't been to a gay club in almost ten years. When younger, I'd always considered myself bisexual, once married, my outlet for these desires were buddy booths and masturbation. Most times in the booths I would only go for jacking off the stranger, a few times I'd blown the guy, and once I'd straddled the guys cock and got a good hard ass fucking. But that had been almost five years before. I finally drifted off to sl**p. Hours later I heard the door locking and my wife and mother-in-law came in with a few bags. I heard her whisper, "See I told you he would be sl**ping, lets try to keep it quiet and maybe he'll stay asl**p." This was the critical part of my plan; it was a battle of wills not to fall back asl**p as I played possum. I snuck a peek at my watch without anyone noticing. About a half an hour later, the lights went out and my wife climbed into bed. Now it was a real struggle to stay awake. When she was snoring lightly, I climbed out of bed and grabbed my jeans and a shirt and tiptoed into the bathroom. I ...
    closed the door, turned on the light and got dressed, I brushed my teeth, ran a brush through my hair and before turning off the light left a note taped to the mirror. "You were right, now I can't sl**p I'm gonna see how that Fridays is, maybe some European football will be on and I'll get sl**py after a few beers" I stuck it to the mirror and slipped the key into my pocket. I closed the door, locked it and looked at my watch. I had at least two hours. I approached the club nervously; I could hear the music from outside. I asked the guy at the door how much and he held up two fingers. I handed him two thousand Drachmas. (About $5.50 American) and walked in. The stage was little more than an eight-foot circle with two chrome poles in the middle. There were about seven rows of seats around the stage and a few tables with chairs set farther back. The place was a little over half-full. From what I could see it was mostly really young local guys from Athens and older tourists like myself. I walked to the bar, and asked for a Mythos. (Probably the most `skunked' beer on the planet, the only thing its good for is to help you blend, and even then it's a minor prop.) The bartender was a good-looking drag queen with an average body, I could see why she wasn't a dancer, but at least her presence confirmed my hopes! I paid for my beer and settled into the third row. The music got louder, the lights dimmed and the spotlight went on. The first dancer was an average queen. Not very smooth as a ...
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