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 My Wife's First Extra Guy Happened in Sin City

   My wife, Vicki, and I recently took a trip to Las Vegas for a long
weekend of fun and a little quality time together.  We stayed at the MGM
hotel, and spent some time shopping and gambling while there, but more time
drinking and partying in general.

   On the second night of the trip, which was Saturday, we had a nice
dinner at an upscale Mexican restaurant in the hotel, where we both enjoyed
several Margaritas, putting us in the mood to go to one of the dance clubs.
We decided to go to Studio 54, because it was in the same hotel, and we
were both pretty buzzed up.

   I figured we would probably go dance for an hour or so, and then head
back to the room.  We got to the club and there was a really long line, so
I talked to one of the bouncers about the wait time.  He said wait time was
about 45 minutes to an hour.  Not wanting to stand in line and wait that
long, I slipped the guy $50 and he let us right in.

   It didn't seem overly crowded when we went inside, so we grabbed a
cocktail and watched people dance for a few minutes.  A song came on that
Vicki really liked,, so we set our drinks down and decided to hit the dance
floor.

   Vicki looked great that night.  She was dressed in a sexy, short black
dress that was cut low, showing plenty of legs and plenty of cleavage.  I
could tell every male eye in the place was on her, but I was used to that.
She is beautiful.  We danced for a while and we were both having a great
time.

   The place was becoming more packed by the minute, so we decided we
should grab another drink before the bar area got too crowded.  I had to
use the restroom, so Vicki went to the bar to place our order.  When I came
out of the restroom and approached the bar, I noticed that Vicki was
talking to a guy who was standing beside her.

   I didn't think much about that, because my wife is accustomed to
striking up a conversation with just about anybody at any time.  What I did
begin to notice was how the man she was talking to was totally checking her
out, looking her up and down.

   I waited a moment and then walked over to them.  She introduced him to
me as "Dan from Houston," and he began to tell me how he was in Vegas with
a group of his buddies for a bachelor party.  Most of his friends were in
the casino, he explained, but he had needed a change of scenery because he
had been "taking a beating" at the tables.

   We shot the shit for another moment or two about Vegas and the nightlife
in general.  He seemed like a pretty cool guy.  I figured he was probably
in his mid to late twenties, and assumed, by the way he looked and acted,
and that he'd probably have no trouble finding a girl (or two) to party
with that night.

   Vicki excused herself to the restroom and said to Dan that it was nice
to meet him.  Dan responded, "My pleasure," and watched my wife as she
walked away.  He looked at me in a bit of daze, and then realized that I
had just busted him checking her out.  He said, "Sorry man, but she's the
sexiest thing I have seen in a long time.  You are an extremely lucky
dude!"

   I agreed with him, and said thanks for the compliment.  Our drinks
arrived and I proceeded to pay for them, but he said he'd already taken
care of it.  I thanked him for the drinks, told him to have a great time in
Vegas, and headed toward the dance floor to catch Vicki coming out of the
restroom.

   I handed her the drink as she came out.  She told me that she was
feeling pretty buzzed, and probably should slow down for a bit.  She wanted
to dance some more, and was afraid she'd get too drunk and would have to
leave.  I sat the drinks on a table, and we went back out on the floor.

   That time, the dance floor was much more crowded, and it was difficult
to find a spot where the two of us could dance without bumping into people.
We finally figured out that that was just going to be a part of it, as
there was no way around it.  So we found a spot, and began really grooving
to a slower song.

   I could tell Vicki was feeling good because she really started grinding
on me and rubbing against me.  People were bumping into us from all sides,
but nobody really seemed to be able to help it, or to care.

   We danced for several more songs and were having a great time laughing
and partying.  I looked up and saw Dan dancing a few people away.  He gave
me a "whatsup" nod, and worked his way toward us.  Vicki said hello and
asked if he was having a good time, to which he replied that he was, and
that he didn't normally dance much, but figured it was too crowded for
anyone to pay much attention to him.

   We continued to dance and party, and I noticed that Vicki was beginning
to push up against him lightly with her ass.  Occasionally, she would turn
toward him and smile or look at him seductively.  Then she would turn back
to me while pushing her ass back against him.  I must admit I was getting
rather turned-on watching her grind against him.  Furthermore, I was
certain that he was about 10 times as turned-on as I was.

   The next song began playing, it was slower, and Vicki was really moving
to the music.  I was still in front of her, looking at her, and Dan was
still pressing against her from behind.  He began rubbing her arms and
shoulders with his hands, and she offered no resistance.  She just
continued to grind.  I noticed her hand slowly reach behind, and I could
tell she was rubbing the bulge that had formed in his jeans.

   There were a great many people around us dancing, but I was sure no one
knew what was going on except the three of us.  It was crazy.  Dan slid one
of his hands down Vicki's back, and slowly under her short skirt from
behind.  I knew he was getting a good feel of her ass, and possibly the
string of the sexy little thong that I'd watched her put on in the room
just hours earlier.

   By then Vicki had her eyes closed, and appeared to be really enjoying
what was happening.  I leaned in to her ear and asked if she was ok.  She
opened her eyes, nodded affirmatively, and said that she was becoming so
hot and wet that she could feel her panties were becoming soaked.

   She still had her hand on Dan's cock.  She smiled at me and told me that
he had his fingers sliding down her ass and brushing against her wet
panties at the edge of her pussy.  She continued to gyrate and when she
closed her eyes again, and moaned a bit.  I knew that Dan had just slipped
a finger or two under her panties and into her hot, wet pussy.

   I was beginning to feel a bulge in my pants as well, and I told her that
I needed to get out of there and up to the room to have her.  She asked if
she could invite Dan to join us in the room for "a drink," to which I
replied that it was up to her.  I told her I would be fine with it.

   She turned to Dan and whispered something in his ear.  He looked at me
and nodded, somewhat dazed-looking again, and we both followed Vicki off
the dance floor and out of the club.

   I must explain at this point that Vicki and I are not swingers.  Neither
of us have had sex with anyone else since we married.  Yes, we have watched
some adult videos that portrayed one woman being serviced by two guys, and
Vicki occasionally mentioned that she thought those scenes were hot.  But,
until this night we had never explored that fantasy.

   We said very little to each other as we rode the elevator to the 15th
floor.  When we got to the room, Vicki went into the bathroom, and I
offered Dan a drink from the mini-bar.  He asked for vodka, so I poured one
for Vicki and one for him, and poured myself a gin.

   We talked for a minute about the different hotels in Vegas, and which
were our favorites, as we drank our drinks.  After a few minutes, Vicki
emerged from the bathroom.  Our conversation came to a halt as our jaws
both dropped open.

   Vicki was wearing a short, sexy little silk robe from Victoria's Secret.
It was untied and open.  Under it she had on a sheer bra and matching
see-through panties.  She walked over and took her drink from me, smiling
and saying "thanks".

   Dan mumbled a "Holy Shit," and though I said nothing, I was thinking the
same.  Vicki drank a big sip of her vodka, trying not to grimace at its
twang, then set it down and walked right up to Dan and began kissing him.

   He immediately began kissing her back, and blindly reached out to put
his drink down on something.  When he found the table, he dropped his drink
on it and began passionately kissing Vicki's neck and shoulders while his
hands found her ass and began squeezing it.

   I stood and watched as they made out, drinking my gin, and becoming more
turned-on every moment.  Vicki unbuttoned Dan's jeans and knelt down in
front of him, pulling his jeans down.  His cock was pushing against his
boxers, and she began stroking it through the shorts as she looked him in
the eyes and said, "I am gonna suck your cock!"

   He moaned with pleasure as she slowly slid his boxers down, exposing his
cock inch-by-inch, until it sprang up rock hard in front of her face.  She
put her hand around his big dick and gently licked the head, and then the
pre-cum that was dripping from the tip.  She took his cock in her mouth and
began sucking it slowly while fondling his balls.

   I was hard as a rock watching my wife suck his cock.  She slipped her
robe off and pulled her bra down, letting her beautiful breasts fall out.
Dan reached down and began squeezing her tits and gently twisting and
pinching her nipples as she continued to suck his big cock and lick his
balls.  When he was about to explode, he reached down and grabbed Vicki,
lifting her up, laying her across the bed, and nearly tearing her little
panties off.

   He went down between her legs and began licking her pussy, which was
already dripping wet.  She moaned in ecstasy, and told me to bring my cock
to her because she wanted another one in her mouth.

   I quickly shed my clothes and did as she asked.  She started sucking my
cock as Dan ate her pussy.  I sat on the bed and turned her over on all
fours, pulling her head back down to my cock.  Her ass was in the air, and
Dan started rubbing the head of his cock against her swollen pussy lips. 
He slowly pushed his throbbing dick into her, and she moaned with pleasure,
saying, "Oh, yes.  Please fuck me!"

   She was licking my cock and balls as Dan began to pound her from behind.
He was fucking her harder and harder until she screamed, "Fuck yes!  I'm
Cumming!" He pulled his cock out of her pussy.  I turned her around and
laid her on her back.  I spread her legs, held them up, and began fucking
her hot, wet pussy as Dan grabbed her tits and put his cock back in her
mouth.

   She was sucking his dick and stroking it with her hands while he pumped
it in and out of her mouth.  I was fucking her harder and harder as I
watched her consuming the huge cock that was swelling in her mouth.  I knew
I was about to come soon, so I pulled out of her and straddled her stomach.


   I began shooting my hot cum all over her tits and dark nipples, while
Dan moaned and said he was going to cum too.  She continued sucking his big
cock as he exploded into her mouth.  I could see his cum dripping out of
the corners of her mouth as she milked him with her hand.

   We all collapsed onto the bed until we had the energy to get up and
clean ourselves up.  Dan said he needed to get back to his room and pack,
because he was catching an early flight.  He looked at Vicki and said,
"You, by far, were the highlight of my trip to Vegas.  I had a great time."


   We told him we enjoyed meeting him too, and to take care.  When he left,
as we cuddled and drifted off to sleep.  We both agreed the night had been
one of the highlights of our trip as well.