Just when you think nothing can break you out of your everyday life, something comes along that unseats your world and sends you into a spin. Of course it can't happen to you...can it?
My wife and I had been married for 15 years when we first went to Las Vegas together. It was a business trip of sorts, we were headed to a convention. We had never really had much of an urge to go to Vegas, we were pretty outdoorsy people and the thought of the intense humanity of Vegas did not really appeal to us. We were much more likely to go hiking and turn in early than to go out clubbing and carousing.
We flew in to Vegas midday on a Thursday because it was so much easier and cheaper then a weekend flight. Kim was a little excited, simply because she rarely went anywhere. She had been a stay at home mom for many years, and did little other than go to the store, work out and keep the house and kids in line. Shortly after we landed, we found out that our bags had been placed on a later flight, and we arranged to get them delivered to the hotel when they arrived. As we waited rode in the Taxi to take us to the hotel, she looked toward the strip.
"Wow...it looks so...fancy..." she murmured shading her eyes to the sun, "a..pyramid? How weird..."
I looked at her, and thought about how she looked like a small town girl going to the big town for the first time. I was also thinking how much I hoped she enjoyed this trip. We had grown pretty comfortable with our lives, and this trip was very out of the ordinary for us. We got to the hotel, checked in and headed up to the room. I told the front desk about our bags being diverted, and left a generous tip so they would put our bags directly in the room when they arrived, instead of having to wait in the room for them. I had spent some time in Vegas as a part of my work, and had built up some casino credit. I saw no reason not to use it now. The room (a suite) was really nice, and Kim was a surprised.
"Gosh", she said wandering through it kicking off her sandals, "can we afford this?"
"Yep, the rooms are not that expensive", I replied, "they rely on people spending a lot of money in the Casino."
She sighed, then stopped dead in her tracks. "What is this?!?"
She was looking at the shower, it was a clouded glass enclosure that was visible from most of the room.
"It's called a shower honey..." I said with a slight smile.
"Not very private", she smiled back mischievously, and then took a little running skip and threw herself on the bed. She giggled and rolled across it onto her back. She was wearing a white blouse and a pair of thin flower print Capri pants. She grinned at me and spread her arms out on the bed, straightening one leg, and lifting one knee.
"See anything you like sailor?" she smiled.
I smiled, went over, took her into my arms and started nibbling on her neck, working my way to her face. She moaned and threw her head back. Kim had always had a very sensitive reaction to having her neck and ear nibbled.
Kim reached down and began to began to rub my cock through my pants, then...my cellphone started trilling.
"Crap", I muttered hopping off the bed and trotting over to the phone. I saw that it was Dave, a friend who was going to the conference, and who I told I would finish some business with today right after we got in.
"Hey Dave" I said glancing over at my wife, who was still looking at me like I was lunch, and was grinding her hand into her own crotch through the Capri pants. I listened to Dave and agreed to meet him in the Hotel lobby downstairs in a few minutes. The whole time I was listening to Dave, I was watching my wife work herself up into an increasing frenzy, she had lost track of me and had her eyes closed as she ground herself into more of a frenzy.
"OK, be down in 5 minutes". I said and ended the call. Kim opened her eyes slowly as she rubbed herself, staring at me, not talking with her mouth open, breathing heavily.
"Take it easy, hot stuff", I said, smiling, "I need to go take care of some business, then I will be back and maybe I can help you out."
Kim slowed down, stretched, and looked mildly irritated. "Hum, I smell kind of ripe, I think I'll take a shower, then we can go exploring."
"OK". I knew I had already blown it, but she knew I had to do this! Sometimes you can't win.
I headed down to the lobby, and Dave was already waiting for me. All he really needed was some documents that I knew where to get online, and had to log in to access. It took about five minutes, then I headed back up to the suite. As I got off the elevator and headed down the hall, I saw two bellboys coming out of our suite. As I was getting ready to ask them if our luggage had arrived, I heard one say "Boy sometimes you don't need a tip"
I clammed up and as they walked by me chuckling, the other said "Kind of stuff you hear about."
'What the heck was that?' I wondered, opening the door to our suite.
I tossed the keys on the table, then froze in my tracks.
The silhouette from the shower was apparent through the clouded glass, as was the fact that Kim had not cooled down at all since I had left. Her form writhed, with one had pressed against the side of the shower, the other firmly embedded between her legs, her knees were still buckling from the orgasm that must have taken her over moments before. Moments before, two young men had been in here..apparently doing exactly what I told the front desk I had wanted - putting our well traveled luggage in the suite.
There were no lights on in the suite, the windows provided more than enough illumination, but I figured it made it difficult to see people entering the suite, a lot more difficult when you are...distracted...in a clouded glass shower. Kim obviously didn't know that she had an audience now, or that she had already performed for two others.
As she calmed down, she adjusted the shower, and I watched as she soaped herself up, washed her hair, and finally shut off the water. I heard her humming as she squeezed the excess water from her hair. The door to the shower was on the opposite side, and I saw as she opened it and reached for a towel. Still humming, she walked around the side of the shower, toweling her hair off.
"EEEP!" she saw me and did a little dance of surprise, she hugged the towel to her front. This made her reflection in the window behind her that much more enticing. I felt like I was a voyeur for the second time that day; her ass looked magnificent.
"You got back quick!" She said, recovering some of her composure, she looked at me like a kid caught doing something naughty. "How long have you been here?", she asked, glancing back at the shower.
"Long enough to need a cold shower myself" I said, looking at her with a bit of wonder. I had never seen her masturbate before, and she had told me that she almost never did. This was something new for me, and my straining erection told me I liked it.
She turned a light shade of pink, and looked as embarrassed as I have ever seen her. It was precious. For a few moments she giggled and tried to explain herself with no success. Finally she said; "Well, you shouldn't have left me like that!", then she saw our luggage.
She stared at the luggage for a minute, then looked at me open-mouthed, then stared at the luggage, then at me and said; "How did you...get all that up here..." she trailed off. She looked at me, still open mouthed, hoping for a different answer than she knew I was going to give her.
"Well, sweetheart", I said walking over to an easy chair and sitting down, "the two young men I passed in the hallway were very impressed with their tip"
She stood there for perhaps a full minute, getting redder, then trying to speak, then shaking her head. Finally she managed to blurt out "Oh fuck...", she looked at me, concerned, "you don't think they were upset do you?"
"No dear...", I started laughing. I laughed so hard, I fell out of the chair and was on my hands and knees. Kim was laughing too (it is infectious), and she walked over to me, ridiculously still holding the towel in front of her. I finally managed to breath a little and said; "Judging from their pants, not upset at all."
Kim turned red all over again, and swatted me on the head. I continued laughing, and grabbed her around her waist, finding a firm ass cheek in each hand. She bent over, and she gave me a kiss.
"Well, what happens in Vegas..." she said with a smile.
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After I got my own shower, we went out and walked the strip. Never be fooled into thinking that walking the strip is a short stroll. It is five and a half miles from Mandalay Bay to the Stratosphere. By the time we got back to our Hotel, we had walked over ten miles. We were ready for a nap, and took one. We woke up at eight o'clock, and scrambled to get showered again, and dressed. We figured we needed to hurry if we wanted dinner.
In our defense, we had never been to Vegas. We didn't know it woke up at 10 pm.
We headed back out to the strip, and encountered 'card slappers' for the first time. At first Kim was horrified, but then she started taking the cards to avoid a confrontation. She looked at them and giggled. She was getting downright silly.
We ate a really nice meal in one of the hotels, then since it looked like the strip was just getting started, we walked some more.
There is an odd feeling you get in Vegas, I felt it, and I could tell Kim was feeling it too. You want to do things you don't normally do. You want to try things you would not normally try. For us, this was as simple as club hopping.
We started visiting clubs as we walked, at ten o'clock they were kind of tame. By eleven they were picking up. At eleven thirty, Kim and I found ourselves in a club where the pulsing electronic beat made it hard to think.
"This is wild!" yelled Kim as a male waiter clad in Lycra pants and a bow tie pushed past our table. She followed the waiter's tight backside as he was jostled by the crowd, he never even came close to dropping anything on the tray he was holding. After she lost sight of him, she looked back at me and saw that I was watching her. She grinned and yelled "Oops! Caught me!", then grinned and seductively looked at me as she sucked on the straw of her exotic drink. I had little ground to stand on, having found it difficult to keep from ogling our own waitress who had to shave her crotch, given that her outfit exposed most of it.
We were reluctant to get up and dance, because we were sure we would lose our table. Then, a sudden surge in the crowd towards our table resulted in a big young guy getting shoved into our table, and landing squarely in Kim's lap. He glanced over at me with a bit of a resigned look as he tried to stand up, and was thrown back into her lap. Kim's look of pristine composure given the situation made me laugh, and he shrugged as if to say - "What you gonna do?"
After he manged to shout an apology to Kim, I invited him to sit with us, so Kim and I could hold the table while we danced. He said it sounded great, since he and his friend had wanted a place to rest between dancing. Kim gave him as much room as she could in the two person booth next to her. She introduced herself to him, and he said his name was Terence. He pulled out his cell phone and texted his friend, and then Kim slid across his lap to let him get past her to the side of the booth with the wall so he could stand up in the booth. He held his cell phone up in the air and waved it, with some red flashing thing on it.
As he was standing up trying to get his friends attention, it was obvious that Kim sliding across his lad had gotten his attention. He was wearing lose jeans, and there was an obvious presence in them. Kim was pressed up pretty close to him in the booth. More than once, I saw her bounced sideways directly into Terence's crotch as people pushed by our booth. She looked a little uncomfortable, but after the third time, she looked over at me, rolled her eyes and started laughing, covering her face. I guess my expression was a little amusing. Kim then turned her head directly towards his crotch, grinning, and while looking at me sideways opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Of course right at that moment as she started clowning around, she was not only bumped directly into Terence's groin, but the girl who bumped her had fallen against her and held her there for a moment. Of course, Kim put her hands up to push off his crotch.
Terence had not taken much notice of the occasional bump, or was too polite to have said much, but he could hardly have NOT noticed this. He looked down as Kim looked up at him, from an exact blow job position, with both hands on his hips, and he smiled, shook his head, and apparently finally got his friends attention, because a moment later his buddy Nathan (not 'Nate') yelled his own introduction, and crammed himself down next to me.
Nate and I started a conversation, and so did Terence and Kim. we were all yelling, and there was a lot of 'What?' as we tried to make out what the others were saying. Both Nathan and Terence had great senses of humor, and Terence was not shy about Kim's little joke.
"Looked like I was about to get a trip to Hoover...damn!" he chuckled putting his arm around Kim and giving her a one armed hug.
Kim turned a little pink and said, "Sorry about that..."
"No problem, would have made my night", he looked over at me, "You two going to go dance? We'll hold on to it for you" he slapped the table.
"Thanks!" I yelled, and Nathan let me out. I grabbed Kim and we made our way to the dance floor. We moved with the mass of people, and tried not to get separated. It was a strange experience. The people around us were dressed in all styles imaginable, and the wait staff all looked like, and dressed like strippers. Strippers that had wicked talent at not dropping trays of booze. My shirt was pretty damp within a few minutes, and Kim's black dress that went to mid thigh was sticking to her pretty soon as well.
We grabbed each other after almost losing each other the second time, and with each others ears next to our mouths, we talked for a moment.
"I'm sorry about back there at the table...screwing around with Terence." she looked down, "I don't want to give him the wrong idea."
"It's OK sweetheart. He's fifteen years younger than you, I'm sure he won't make any moves on you"
Sometimes things come out of your mouth without your brain approving of them. This was a good example.
Kim jerked back from me, and looked at me with her mouth open...a hurt expression that was quickly replaced with a pissed look, which was then replaced with a look I could not exactly interpret.
"I'm sorry..that came out wrong...", but she had already turned around to make her way back to the table.
I followed her, she turned back once to make sure I was, and when we got there, there were two girls sitting with Nathan and Terence.
"Cool!" yelled Nathan, "I'm ready to dance too" He pulled the girl he was sitting with out to the dance floor with him. From Terence's expression, it was apparent that he was playing 'wing-man' for Nathan. He looked less than delighted to be with the girl he was sitting with. After a few minutes of sitting down, Kim grabbed his hand and yelled "Wanna dance?"
Terence got past the girl and was out of the booth with Kim in a flash, leaving me on one side, with the girl on the other side of the booth. She turned out to be slightly brighter than an extinguished match. She could talk...boy could she talk, but for the life of me I don't know what she said; any of it. I kept trying to look over the crowd to see where Terence and Kim were, but I never saw them. After about thirty minutes, Kim and Terence came back. Both were pretty much sweat soaked.
It was close to one am, and Terence, Kim myself and Brittany (the dim bulb) all agreed we needed air. I asked about Nathan, but Terence assured me that he was 'busy' (nudge, nudge). We made our way out of the club into the casino, with Terence in front, then Kim, then Me, then Brittany.
When we got out of the club, I got a shock: Kim took Terence's arm, and Brittany took mine. Kim glanced back at me as Terence led us out to the strip. The cool air was heaven sent, and it made Kim's nipples stand out from her dress. Terence glanced down at them and said "Looks like a cool breeze is what we all need". He looked back and me and smiled in a brotherly guy way.
At this point, I knew Brittany was there but was not paying any attention to her. She seemed OK with just having an arm to hang on to. As we walked, Terence and Kim got more and more snuggled together. Then it hit me.
Terence might not know that we were married. He might think Kim was just out with me...and had chosen him over me. As I was thinking this, I saw Terence's hand slide to Kim's hip. When Kim looked back at me and asked "Everything OK back there?" I saw the look of triumph.
Did she know what she was doing? Did she know where this game could end? I was worried she did not know what she was getting into.
What was bizarre, was that I was enjoying it. It was like we had a secret between the two of us, one that Terence was not aware of. I took out my cell phone, and began acting like I was texting, but I started the camera and watched them walk.
Terence's hand slid a little lower. He was now rubbing my wife's ass. He continued rubbing, and I watched as her dress got higher and higher. Then he slid his hand down further, and I got the shock of my life.
He lifted Kim's skirt and instead of seeing her panties, I saw her bare ass. He glanced back at me with a confident arrogant smile, and rubbed his hand across her bare ass. I was shocked, and confused, and aroused. I snapped a picture.
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We were walking to Ballys, and Terence said he needed take a leak. Before he headed off to the bathroom, he gave Kim a sensuous kiss. I left Brittany at the slots and went over to Kim.
"What are you doing?" I asked urgently.
"Seeing if I can attract a guy 15 years younger than me" she answered leaning against a counter. She looked directly in my eyes. "I think I'm doing pretty well". I stared at her and realized that as she leaned over the counter, she was giving the men in the casino a great show. It was probably too dark to see for sure, but her pussy was probably on display.
"Where the hell did your underwear go? Didn't you wear any?" I was still whispering, in spite of the fact that no one closer than five feet would have heard me if I shouted.
"Oh, them" she said looking over her shoulder and straightening up some, "I lost them on the dance floor while Terence was fingering me. They got in the way, so I just kicked them off."
I stared at her, open mouthed as Terence came up to us.
"Hey Mike, I hope you don't mind, but Kim and I are going to head up to my room", he put his hand around her possessively. Kim slid her hand around his waist. "I'm staying here at Ballys, and I'm pretty tired." Kim looked at me with a minxish smile.
I stared at her for an uncomfortable moment longer. "No, if it's OK with her, it's OK with me." I felt my gut twist. Kim looked at me a little surprised, then the expression came back; the one that said - 'oh yeah?'
Terence grinned and gave me a friendly punch on the shoulder, and I watched them walk to the elevators, get in, and the doors closed.
I walked over to Brittany and told her I was leaving. She was pissed.
"You mean I fucking wasted my entire night and you don't even want a date? Fuck..." she steamed off. Great. So I ended up with a hooker.
Wait. If Brittany was a hooker...what did Terence think Kim was? Oh shit.
I sent a text to Kim's phone: Terence may think you are a hooker.
I thought about it and added: Brittany was, might think you are too.
I waited...nothing.
I tried calling her phone. No answer, I left a message: "Honey, I'm sorry. Terence may have misunderstood. That girl, that Brittany girl, was a hooker. He might think you are too. You might be in danger, please call me."
I was losing my mind. I sat in Ballys waiting for a response, trying to figure out how to help my poor wife. I Left more messages and waited for hours. Finally, at 5 am, I got a call back.
My cell rang...Kim!
Me: "Hello? Kim? Are you OK?"
Kim (slightly...drunk?): "Yes, I'm OK. What do you want?"
Me: "Did you get my messages?"
Kim: (giggling..muffled)"Stop it!" (normal)"Yep. And you are right, he thought I was one."
Me: "Shit...oh shit! Are you OK? What happened?"
Kim: "Happening, Mike. 'What is happening' is what you are asking..." (giggle)
Me: (intensely curious, aroused, frightened, humiliated) "Are you OK?"
Kim: (sucks in her breath, then exhales) "Yes, I'm OK, but a little busy right now"
Terence: (in the background) "Tell him you'll call later"
Kim: "I'll call later"
Me: "Kim! Kim! Kim! Where are you ! What's going on?"
There is a clunking sound, then I hear a bed moving, I hear them.
I hear Kim, "Oh, yeah, fuck, careful, I'm not that flexible ooooooh! Yeah!", then she squeals, repeatedly.
I hear Terence breathing heavily, then I hear him grunt loudly, again...again. It is quiet for a minute, then I hear slurping sounds, and then Terence's voice: "Careful babe, less teeth. It's a little sensitive right now."
This goes on for minutes, then I hear shifting, like people moving on a bed. There are some other strange sounds, kind of like slurping, but...different. I hear Kim inhale suddenly, and hiss through her teeth, "Careful...careful". Kim's breathing is labored, then it becomes deeper, she is groaning. The slurping resumes, with a kind of humming that I recognize is Kim, sucking cock. When she sucks my cock, she really gets into it, and kind of hums - "Umm hummm" the entire time. That is what I am hearing.
More shifting sounds, then Kim squeals again "Oh fuck! Shit! Careful!" but it is muffled, and groans for about two minutes. I hear the slurping and humming resume. I hear Terence breathing heavily, then I hear another voice. "Damn, is she fucking hot or what?"
I am completely confused. I realize the other voice is Nathan. I hear Terence, "Oh yeah."
The volume of the call increases, I am hearing Kim REALLY get into the blow job, she is moaning and making sounds "Unghhh!Unghhh!Unghhh!" around the cock she is sucking. My imagination is off the charts. Then I hear:
Terence: "Oh shit! Oh fuck yeah!"
Nathan: "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Kim: "Unghhhh!Unghhhh!Unghhhh! Oh!" (squeal!) "Fuck!"
The sounds die down. Then I hear Terence, "My god that is the best fucking sex I have ever had." I hear Nathan grunt "Hell, yeah", and Kim just moaned.
Then I heard another clunking sound, followed by "Hey Kim, you dropped your pho...". And the call died.
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The first part of the conference was at 9 am. I made it back to Hotel by 5:30. I showered, and texted Kim again: "Please come back."
At 5:45 I get a text from Kim: "On my way, be there in a few."
About ten minutes later, there was a knock at the door. I went to it and opened it up to see Kim standing there. She was a sight. She looked like she has just run an adventure race. She had obviously tried to straighten herself up a bit, but it was also obvious she had rushed to get back. Her hair was wet and slicked back, her pumps were in her hand, and she looked nervous.
"OK if I come in?" she asked. I realized that I was blocking the door and waved her in without a word, I was speechless.
She quietly came in an set her shoes down, then sat discreetly on the ottoman. She was looking down. I guessed she was waiting for me to say something, so I did. "I love you"
She started crying gently and brought a hand up to her eyes and almost angrily wiped them.
"You OK?" I asked.
She nodded. I walked over to her and put my hand on her shoulder. She leaped up into my arms, driving me back a bit. I hugged her then gathered her up into my arms, and carried her over to the bed. I began to kiss her feverishly.
"Wait...you might not want to..I've been..." she protested as I slid my hand under her dress and felt the slimy wetness between her legs. My god. They had fucked her without protection. I covered her mouth with my own, and slid two fingers into her, reveling in the fact that it felt so good just to feel her. "Ooh careful she murmured, I'm a little sore...". I made my touch more careful, worried beyond words that some horrible infection could result from this indiscretion. I kissed my way down her neck, sure that whatever fate she faced I would share. When she realized what I was intending, she cried "No!", but I held her firmly as I moved my mouth to her cunt. I licked her gently as she cried and twisted in my grip, eventually relaxing, and even beginning to respond to my love. With time she arched her back, crying out not just with tears of fright, but with tears of joy as well.
I moved up her still kissing her gently, my cock catching on the bed as I slid up. She kissed me then felt my hardness, she slid down and took me in her mouth, her dress falling back into place. She made me slippery with her saliva, in a way she had never done then mounted me. She stared at me without words, then after a moment she lifted herself up and leaned over, looking me in the eyes from an inch away.
"I'm sorry..." she said. I tried to talk, but she put her hands against my mouth. "I'm sorry, they took my virginity" I was confused, until she reached under herself and took my cock in her hand, positioning me against her ass. I felt it open up, easily at first, then with more resistance. She gently slid me into her ass, and began to rock on me until my entire cock was firmly seated in her butt. She then started to slide me out and back in, with her head thrown back, eyes closed. She grunted and moaned, "Unghhh...Unghhh..."
As I visualized what had happened in the past 24 hours, I came explosively in my wife. Filling her ass with a third mans cum. She gradually came to a stop over a minute, then looked at me and kissed me. She rolled off me, gently pulling my cock out of her ass.
"So do you want to hear about it?" she asked, laying there in her dress, with me still fully dressed, with my cock poking out of my pants.
So...do you?