Slow Weekend in a Chattanooga Porn Theater

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Hotwife Makes a Morning Visit to Annabelles

With one notable exception, Annabelle's has been a complete bust for me over the last couple of years. I have seen couples there. Lots of them. Some nights more than I can count. But none of them ever do anything to speak of. Occasionally, they'll find a guy or two and head to a private room. One night I heard a lady in the room chatting with her man and (mostly) some guy they had just picked up. She talked for better than two hours. She wasn't trying to turn him on. The conversation wasn't even sexual, except for the few times when she mentioned a theater or gloryhole that they have visited. Even that was in passing. It was mostly two hours of her talking about where they have lived, what states she likes, why Florida is better than North Carolina and a few health related things that I cannot share without violating the HIPAA rules.

That's not all I've seen/heard in the private rooms, of course, but that gives you an idea of the general vibe that I have encountered there. Other times, I have seen couples amble between the theaters and the booths, with some small chance of a guy getting a peek or a blowjob through the gloryhole. Occasionally, I have seen some lap massages - fully clothed - that never seem to go anywhere. Mostly, in recent months, I have seen the door to the "couples theater" close as soon as three or four couples arrive. As much as I would like to tell you otherwise, there are very few "sure things" when it comes to women in porn theaters.

So I'm not even sure why I went in yesterday morning. I'd like to think that it was a hunch, or more smutty senses, or some mystic message from the universe that sent me there. But, honestly, I felt no such unexplainable urge. I was just close, and had some time available at about the worse time of the day. So I pulled in and dropped my money on the counter, already cursing myself for wasting perfectly good cash on a wild goose chase that would yield no results. Obviously, I was wrong, or there would be little point in me writing this.