I asked, “Are the wives invited?”
“That’s the beauty of it, Alex. We’ll be bachelors for five days in Sin City.”
Stan saw himself as somewhat of a ladies’ man. His office conduct could be considered sexual harassment, but none of the girls in the office seemed to mind. In fact, many loved the attention.
“Look, Alex, two of the secretaries are going too. One of them is Christine. You know Christine. She’s the one with the big tits and pouty lips.
“Yeah, I’ve seen her. She’s Joe’s secretary. Is Joe going.”
“Apparently not. Joe’s wife is expecting soon. He can’t leave town.”
“Any other secretaries going?”
“Yeah, Simone. You probably haven’t even noticed her. She’s the shy kid who works in marketing. I can’t figure why she is going. Anyway, I sure would like to get my cock into that Christine.”
Ignoring his last remark, I asked, “When do we leave?”
“Friday afternoon.”
The five us, including the boss, flew to Las Vegas on the four fifteen flight. Stan was amazing. Before boarding the plane, he arranged at the ticket counter to have a seat next to Christine leaving me to sit with the dowdy Simone. The boss was by himself in first class.
Simone was a nice kid, twenty-four, dedicated, studious, and shy. She dressed like a girl scout. I wondered what she might look like wearing makeup and without her glasses. We hardly got beyond telling each other about our jobs during the flight.
Chris and Stan, on the other hand, seemed to be partying on the plane. I can’t exactly say I was jealous, but it would have been nice to be with a woman a little more exciting than Simone. I didn’t really know how to loosen her up.
The secretaries shared a room at the Bellagio as did Stan and I. The boss was in the luxury suite on the top floor. We had meetings scheduled on Monday and Tuesday, and were to fly home on Wednesday. That left the weekend for us on our own.
We all went to dinner together on Friday night at the SW Steakhouse in Vegas. The boss laid out plans for our meetings, assigning each of us specific roles during our presentations. Stan was the tech guy. I was the sales force. Christine was to help the boss. Simone was to keep me in line and on time.
After dinner, we all had drinks and a show at Bally’s called, “Fifty Shades.” It was a parody of three women in a book club reviewing “Fifty Shades of Grey.” Four of us thought it was hilarious. Simone was so embarrassed, she had to excuse herself and run off to the bathroom three times.
As a polite gesture, I asked Simone to accompany me on the Strip the next day. I didn’t expect her to accept but she did. We tried a few casinos and had lunch together. She said, “You know, Alex, I didn’t know that people did those things.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know, what they talked about in the show last night.”
“You mean bondage and submission?”
“Yes, things like that.”
“You didn’t read the book, then. It would have been funnier if you had read the book.”
“Oh, I could never read anything like that.”
“Simone, you never know. My wife read it and loved it. We had great sex after she finished reading it.”
“Well, Mr. Olson, I’ve never had sex,” and she blushed. It was the first time Simone showed any signs of emotion or her feminine side.
I wish you would stop calling me Mr. Olson. My name is Alex.”
From then on it was Alex this and Alex that. “How long have you been with our company, Alex?” How many kids do you have, Alex?” “Do you golf, Alex?”
On our way to see the Statue of Liberty replica, we stopped in a bookstore where I discretely bought a copy of “Fifty Shades of Grey.” She was in a different section of the store when I discretely slipped it in a bag.
“What did you buy, Alex?” she asked.
“Oh, something for my wife,” I lied. “And you?”
“I got the latest Harry Potter book. I have read them all. I can’t wait to read this one.”
It was getting late, and we headed back to the Bellagio.
Simone and Christine were having dinner together, so I left her in the lobby. Stan and I found a little quiet spot off the Strip for a few beers and sushi.
Before leaving Simone, I handed her the bag. “Simone, I hope this doesn’t offend you but this book is for you. You should read it sometime, and tell me what you think.” She thanked me and went off to meet Christine.
Stan and I talked about our day. He was intent on getting Christine in bed. He said, “That slut Christine is a tease. I can’t get anywhere with her. Damnit, I want to get into that cunt, and she’s not giving me the time of day. I really thought she would be an easy lay. How are you doing with Simone?”
“Are you kidding? She’s as sexy as a lump of clay. The best I could do was get her to call me Alex.”
“So, I guess that makes us roommates again tonight. Too bad. I like you Alex but not in that way.”
The next morning our room phone rang. It was Simone. She wanted to have a late breakfast together, just the two of us. Simone wanted to plan Monday’s itinerary with me. It sounded just like Simone.
Stan asked to talk with Christine, but she was at breakfast with the boss. Stan was left to have breakfast alone. He was not happy.
Before leaving for the restaurant later in the morning, Stan said, “Look, I didn’t tell you before, but I brought along a bottle of Lust Vodka. I might not have the occasion to use it with the way things are going. It’s here in the frig. If you get lucky with someone, you’re welcome to it.”
I didn’t see Simone until eleven that morning. She said Christine and her had done some shopping and taken care of a few lady things. It was too late for breakfast, so we had brunch. Simone sat opposite me. She stared at me taking off her glasses. What do you think when you see me like this?”
I took a second look because quite frankly, I hadn’t seen her as a woman, just a secretary. At a second glance, she was wearing makeup. Her hair was different. It was as if she had been to a hair dresser. By God, I thought, she is really beautiful. She had transformed herself overnight. Under that schoolgirl disguise, Simone was gorgeous. I was spellbound, and at a loss for words.
She said, “Cat got your tongue Mr. Olson?” She said it in a mocking lilting voice. “I read the book last night, Alex. You were right, the play would have been funnier if I had read it first.”
“What did you think of it?”
“It’s not well written, but it gave me some ideas.”
It was my turn to ask the questions, “What kind of ideas?”
“The first is that I’ve been foolish. I thought being responsible and proper was how a good girl acted. After reading the book and talking with Christine, I’m not so sure anymore.”
“What do you have in mind?” I stammered.
“Well, as you see, I’m wearing makeup and had Christine do my hair.”
“That’s a great start. Simone. You look wonderful.”
“Thank you Alex. The other thing is that I thought of you as Christian and me as Anastasia once I got into the story, but I wouldn’t want to be tied up or try those whips.”
“So how do you imagine your story being played out?”
“I guess this place is as good as any to have new experiences.”
“What kind of experiences?”
“Maybe having a few drinks together, dancing, and romance.”
“By ‘romance’, does that include sex?”
“Maybe, I don’t know yet. You see, Christine stays with the boss at night, so I’m alone. If it happens, it happens. We’ll see. You already know I’m a virgin, so it would be a big step for me.”
“You don’t mind being with a married man?” I asked.
“I don’t mind if you don’t. Like Christine said, this is the Twenty-first Century, and I ought to get on the train.”
“So she has been mentoring you.”
“I guess you could say that.”
At that moment I wanted to take her up to the room and fuck her right then. Yet, despite her new bravado, she was obviously nervous. It was best to spend the day together and find ways to relax her. The key was trust. I wanted her to be able to trust me.
In the afternoon we acted like typical tourists. We contributed a few shekels to the local casinos. The one arm bandits were stingy that afternoon. We stopped in a few shops to look around, but bought nothing. Avoiding the numerous sex shops was nearly impossible while taking in the views. At one called Lion’s Den, Simone tugged my sleeve and said, “Take me inside.”
It was like a sex museum with shelves and cases of every sexual creation a person could desire. Finally, Simone stopped at one display and said, “Buy me one of those.” It was a cute purple and white G-spot stimulator called GIGI 2. The toy was elegant and less intimidating than the huge dongs that hung on the wall. It was a little expensive, but she wanted it. And I wanted her to have it.
We headed back to the Bellagio to spend an hour in the pool. We probably spent two hours slipping in and out of the pool accompanied by a couple of glasses of wine.
Dinner was early in our case with each of us imagining what might be ahead. The cocktail lounge had a trio playing background music for the guests, and we took the opportunity to dance until the band left for their break.
Simone wrapped her arms around my neck. Her body fit mine like a comfortable pair of shoes. If she and I were closer together, we would be one, not two. Finally she suggested, “Let’s go upstairs.” It was only seven thirty.
We stopped by my room to pick up the vodka and settled in her hotel room just as the sun was setting. She said, “Alex, give me a minute. I want to show you what Christine and I bought this morning. Maybe you can fix us a drink.”
She left for the bathroom, and I found the ingredients for gimlets. It wasn’t long before she returned wearing lingerie more appropriate for a slut. Simone said they called it the “Seducer Teddy.” There wasn’t much to it, revealing her beautiful feminine assets.
I was astonished at her body. It wasn’t at all like I had imagined. In her day clothes, she didn’t appear to have curves. Simone was just hiding them. She had plenty of curves. Her ample breasts were perfectly shaped with pink round nipples. Her ass was firm. She had a shaved pussy with pouty pussy lips. She was a doll.
“Let’s watch a little TV while we have our cocktails,” she suggested. Quite frankly, I was surprised at how Simone had taken control of the situation.
She flipped through the channels and stopped on a porn station. “Come over next to me. I want to snuggle.”
For a time we drank, watched, and snuggled. I made us a second drink, and we did less watching and more snuggling between sips of gimlets. In the background, we couldn’t avoid hearing the moans and grunts on the TV. Simone said she had never seen a porn movie, and didn’t know people made those sounds.
After finishing the second drink, I undressed except for my briefs and kissed her with a passion that caught her by surprise.
“Wow, Alex, you are a great kisser.”
I continued to give her tongue and gently touched her nipples.
“God, Alex. That feels so good. It tingles right down between my legs. I want to try out my new toy. Is that alright?
“Sure, I’ll help you.”
Simone took out the stimulator from it’s case, and together we figured out how to turn it on. It had three volumes, so we started slow. It was my idea to have her put it in her mouth to feel the vibrations and make it slippery.
I spread her legs gradually apart and let the toy begin it’s magic. First, I used it to touch her clit. She jumped and quickly snapped her legs shut.
“Oh, I didn’t expect that,” she said excitedly.
“Maybe I should have warned you. We’ll try it again.”
This time it was no surprise and Simone opened her legs further apart. I decided to penetrate her with a finger to see if she was moist enough for the toy to enter her pussy. I was the one surprised this time. She was wet. The GIGI 2 slipped in with little to obstruct the way.
“Here, you take it,” I said, “and use it where it feels best.” Meanwhile I nibbled on her tits.
The combination was electric. She was now the one with the vocal sounds we had heard on the TV. I could tell she was enjoying every sensation. Her cheeks had turned rosy and her eyes had a dreamy stare. Simone was experiencing orgasms followed by more orgasms when she turned the pleasure toy off.
It took her a long time to come down from that initial high. “Does it feel that good when having sex?” she asked.
I smiled and said, “I hope so,”
We had another gimlet and just talked about the beautiful lights outside the window.
“Maybe you should take off your underpants, Alex. I want to see what it feels like to touch your penis.”
Of course, my “penis” was a solid erection sticking out like the dongs in the store. “Ooh, you are bigger than my new toy. Will it fit?”
I assured her that it would fit with no problem.
She touched it and said, “But it’s hard. Will it hurt?”
“I doubt it, Simone. You are so wet, I think it will be fine. Anyway, let me make you feel a little more comfortable.” I tenderly laid her on the bed, and gave her another passionate kiss sliding down between her legs.
My tongue found her clit. My fingers slid into her pussy. She squirmed a little but eventually became accustomed to the intrusion. After a few minutes, she said, “Alex, that feels so good. Don’t stop.”
I knew this virgin’s first time was not going to be traumatic but memorable in a good way. I said, “Simone, I want you to turn on your hands and knees. Many woman like it that way, and it might be more comfortable for our first time.”
“You mean like in the movie where the girl begged for the guy to take her doggie?”
“That’s right,” and she turned over waiting for me to enter her from the rear.
Simone’s pussy was swollen and her fuck hole was wet and slippery, but she was so very tight it took some patience to get my cock head in. Of course, that is the fattest part of the organ, so once it squeezed through the door, the rest was easy sledding.
I pushed in slowly at first. She seemed to be accepting my hard cock without pain. It took a minute to be all the way in. Once I was sure she was okay with the sensation of me inside her, I began methodically thrusting.
Nature overtook us, and I began banging into her cunt with powerful strokes. She responded. Simone kept murmuring, “I love this. I love having you inside me. Alex, don’t take it out. Fill me with that big strong muscle.”
Every thrust in that virgin tight hole was like it was my first time. The vodka must have numbed me because I fucked her for a long time before I climaxed.
When I came, it was violent. My ejaculation was powerful, and kept on spraying her like a garden hose that couldn’t be turned off.
We collapsed in each other’s arms and drifted off to sleep. It was only 10 PM.
I woke up an hour later. She was in the bathroom. When she came out, she said, “I thought you were dead. I couldn’t wake you up. Are you okay?”
“Sure fine. How about you?”
“Perfect. That was so much fun. I had to clean up a little because you left a mess inside me. Do all men cum that hard?”
“Some do, especially when we are really turned on by the woman. You were wonderful, Simone.”
“Thank you, Alex. I hope we can do it again.”
“How about now?
“I’d like that, Alex,” she said.
I’m a little soft right now. I need your help to get hard.”
“My help? How?”
“I need your sweet lips kissing my cock.”
She hesitated for a moment before saying, “You mean you want a blowjob.”
Do you know what that is?”
“Kind of,” she said sheepishly. “I suck on your dick. Is that right?”
“That’s right. Let’s give it a try, but be careful with your teeth.
Simone was a little reluctant at first. She carefully held my dick, and looked at it as if it were a snake ready to strike. Satisfied that it wasn’t dangerous, she licked her lips, and pressed her them on the tip of my meaty staff.
“You know Alex, that tiny slit on your penis looks like an eye. I’m gonna call your penis Cyclops. When you get big, it really is a one eyed monster,” and she giggled.
Simone played with my dick with her tongue before having the courage to put Cyclops in her mouth. I stiffened in her hot wet mouth until my cock was a steely throbbing pole.
“Alex, you’re leaking something. I that what cum tastes like?”
“Sort of, Simone. It’s just a little precum to help make you a little more slippery when I’m inside you.”
I said a few sweet nothings to her when laying her on her back. She opened her legs like wings in flight, and I entered her for the second time. She sighed and whimpered like a child but not in pain. Her dreamy expression returned, and we fucked for what seemed forever.
When I came inside her, she wrapped her arms around my neck and said, “Oh my God, Alex. I love the feeling of you cumming inside me. I can feel your muscles contract each time you squirt. I’m so happy I’m doing it with you,” and she gave me a deep kiss.
I was through for the night and went back to my own room. Stan stumbled in at two in the morning. We didn’t speak.
Monday was our first business meeting. Simone was dressed conservatively, wore her glasses, and was efficient and business like. The meeting went well and we broke for dinner at four. Simone called me over for a private conversation.
“Alex, can we get together after dinner?”
“Sure. I think the boss wants us to wine and dine our clients, so it will have to be later.”
Stan and I along with the boss and three clients, two men and a woman, socialized until well after midnight. I didn’t get in bed with Simone until one thirty in the morning. She was awake and nude when I arrived.
“Geez, Alex, what took you so long? I was so horny waiting for you that I had to use my toy. Anyway, I want to try doing a blowjob again. Christine gave me some pointers.”
This time Simone was hungry. She had me in her mouth bobbing her head and using her tongue to massage my dick. I returned her favors by spending a long time with my mouth and tongue between her legs. She had an irresistible sweet smell and a passionate response. Moments later I was balls deep inside her silky slit.
I didn’t cum before turning her on top of me so she could take charge. It took no explanation. Simone rode me like the whore she had become, and was completely engulfed by the ecstatic feeling of being fucked. My cock began to convulse as I thrashed into her shooting another round of my seed deep into her womb.
Holding her in my arms she said, “I like being on top the best.”
It was late, and we both fell asleep in each others’ arms.
Stan caught me in the hall the next day and said, “Where the hell were you after our clients left? Did you fuck that woman at the meeting?”
“Let’s keep this between the two of us, Stan. I met someone special. That’s all I can say.”
Tuesday was scheduled for a second meeting. The boss said there was no reason for us to attend because he had wrapped up the deal, and the papers would be prepared back at the home office.
Stan took me to Larry Flynt’s Hustler Club where we spent the afternoon. He worked the crowd meaning he propositioned every female he could find. Eventually he disappeared and never returned, just like Charlie on the MTA.
Simone went shopping with Christine in the afternoon, and I didn’t see her until late afternoon. She had found a romantic cafe for us out of mainstream Las Vegas. We spent a couple hours having cocktails and talking about our afternoon. She said she had a surprise for me.
“I signed us up for a horse back ride!” Simone was beside herself with excitement. “We get on a bus down the street, have a moonlight ride, then they serve us a steak dinner.”
“That’s a fabulous idea, Simone,” and she smiled the smile of a girl opening a birthday present with my approval.
We didn’t get back to the hotel until after ten. The first thing she said was, “Let’s fuck.” It was so unlike the Simone with whom I sat on the plane flying to Nevada. “You know, Alex, Christine told me about deep throating. She said it took some training, but she said the boss really likes it. I want to try it tonight.
Simone did her best but the gag reflex was just too much for her. I wasn’t as disappointed as she was. She tried to make up for it by screwing me until I was ready to drop dead. It was three in the morning before we fell asleep. Before leaving for the airport, she wanted it one more time. Simone said she wanted to know how it felt to have morning sex. She liked it. I was afraid my cock was developing blisters.
This time Stan and I sat together on the plane. He plied me for information about the girl I was fucking. I just said it was a lucky accident, and we dropped the subject. He was more interested in telling me about the escort he had hired. Stan didn’t think he could put it on the expense account.
Meanwhile, Christine and Simone were having an animated conversation during the whole flight. Every so often they looked over to us. I could only imagine what they were saying.
I was exhausted when I got home. Delores said she missed me and had prepared my favorite dinner. We ate under candlelight. Delores asked, “What’s wrong, Alex. Your mind seems to be somewhere else.”
“I’m just tired. These business trips can wear down a person.” I went to bed early.
The next day I was in the office completing a presentation for a new client. Simone swung by to say. “How about lunch?” We met in the parking lot and drove to a secluded cul-de-sac with no houses. She wanted to give me a blowjob. She said she had been practicing deep throat.
“Who did you practice on,” I quipped.
“No silly. It’s not like that. Christine told me to cut the pointed tip off of a carrot and try that for awhile until I could get it down. After that, she said to try a banana. It took me a long time with the banana. Let me show you.”
She unzipped my khakis, pulling out my prick and into her mouth. It didn’t take long for me to be erect and oozing precum. On the third try, Simone had me down her throat. I exploded.
Cum dripped off her lips, and she didn’t quite know what to do. I took my finger and scooped the creamy fluid from her chin into her mouth. She looked confused, then swallowed.
“Alex, I didn’t expect that. I should have known it was going to happen.”
“Some girls like the taste, others not so much. What did you think, Simone?”
“Well, it was okay but kind of salty. Maybe I’ll get used to it as time goes by.”
We had several more “lunches” like that. Sometimes she gave me a blowjob and at other times, we screwed in the back seat like a couple of teenagers.
At home, Delores said, “Alex, we need to talk. We haven’t had sex in a month. Ever since the bridge party at our house, you’ve been kind of remote. What’s wrong? Did something happen that night that turned you off?”
“To be honest, Delores, I kind of felt used. It was a little humiliating.”
“I’m sorry dear. We got so drunk and horny with those gimlets, none of us could control our urges. I’ve got to figure out a way to make it up to you.” and she did.
Before Delores got around to making amends, something was happening at the office. I wasn’t meeting with Simone as often, and then she disappeared. I asked around, and was told she was on sabbatical. She hadn’t said a word to me about leaving.
I asked Stan what he had heard. He was a wealth of information when it came to office gossip. Stan said the rumor was that she got herself pregnant, and was on maternity leave.
I played the role of an innocent outsider. “You’re kidding! That quiet bookish girl got herself knocked up?”
“That’s the word, and they say it was someone here in the office. It must have been that kid they fired last week for smoking pot in the washroom. He probably doesn’t even know about safe sex.”
“Probably not,” I agreed.
“And you know what? Stan added. “They replaced her with a young pretty intern. I’m goin’ over to marketing to check her out, if you know what I mean.”
“I know, Stan. I know.”
“Hey, Alex, I have something to show you.” He took out his smart phone and showed me a picture. “That’s you isn’t it?”
It was of me with Tammy and Kimberly standing naked next to me with my cock in his wife’s mouth.
“I can explain, Stan,” I said nervously.
“It was on the bridge night at your house, right?” he asked rhetorically. “Don’t worry, pal. Stephanie told me all about it. They kind of used you as their boy toy once they got drunk and horny from the gimlets you kept feeding them. I wish I was there.”
“Jesus, Stan. I’m glad you understand. I wish you were there too.”
“Maybe we can work something out with the girls. I’m having poker night next week. Stephanie insisted on inviting the wives this time. They’ll play bridge upstairs. We’ll be downstairs in the den. Steph is going to talk to the girls about a possible arrangement.”
“What kind of arrangement?” I asked innocently.
“You’ll see.”
(Alex will be back soon with more …)
