What's it like to pull a cracker?

I often attend the local Raffles club as the eye candy is a little sweeter than the offerings at home, and usually satisfies my needs on a regular basis. However, I have been reliably informed by a fellow aristocrat that I'm missing out and my routine has become a little dull. In order to rectify this, I have decided to attend one of those dining table dancing clubs whereby, I'm able to meet and fornicate with splendid looking fillies without them tracking me down and following me home on a daily basis, or turning up unannounced whilst the wife is serving up breakfast. Is this a good idea and is there a down side or price to pay?