Finding Love In Las Vegas

I worked for the same company for over fifteen years. Most of those were pretty good. I was paid reasonably well and had a position of responsibility. A couple of years before the Pandemic our company was bought out by a European based company, but with Far East money. The managers they sent over were Brits. There shtick was hard ass, cut cost, turn around specialist. They stuck together. Because I work with records, I came across a bill for an all night party. It had an innocuous name, but they attached the detail. Alcohol, topless women, strippers, sex. It was an all inclusive, meaning everyone played together. I did some research, and because I have a friend who works vice for the police force he identified the party types. Young girls.

I became obsessed with finding out more. From time to time they had retreats at large hotels, in town, but also in New Orleans and Las Vegas. I flew out to Las Vegas and followed them around, they spent a lot of time gambling, with young women around them. They dropped a lot of money, and money is honey in Las Vegas. I focused on this one woman that was always with them. She told me she was hired out for the week, so sorry, not available. I told her I saw her and she is the only girl there I wanted. I was staying in room ## and she could come to me after they shut down the party. I slipped two hundred in her bra and I grabbed her hands and put them on my boobies. I was looking for love from her. The truth was that being there had gotten the better of me.

She told the manager in charge that her girlfriend was there and that I wanted to join her at the parties. I dressed like a hooker, she loaned me the clothes, and not that anyone of the Brits knew me, but no one recognized me. In the party room I told them I was strictly into girls, I never had anything to do with a man. I would watch, but not participate.

The party was noisy and wild, as expected it was all nudity. I took my clothes off too to fit in, but the only girl I let touch me was the girl that brought me. There was a great big heart shaped bed and that's where we made love for them. There were some cameras, but it was mostly drunk behavior. But now I had made love with her and I wanted to be with her. It was very late, or early in the morning, when we left and went to my room and had real sex. She wasn't pleasing her client, she was into me and I was into her. We woke up in a pretzel the next morning.

My trip to Las Vegas didn't get me any information or evidence against them. I'm sure their bosses knew and probably played with them when they met them in Las Vegas. But this girl I couldn't get her out of my mind. I begged her to come see me. I would show her around, girl to girl without all that Las Vegas feeling. Just come to me. She came a couple of weeks later and we had a very long weekend, we left no stone unturned and eloped and got married. We checked with a family attorney and she said it was legal, very legal. We were married.

In the end I was let go along with a lot of other people, at the end of 2019. No one expected the Pandemic and our severance packages were tied to our seniority. I moved to Las Vegas to live with her. It bothered me no end that she went topless, and that she would entertain a client. She wasn't a full time hooker, but for the money she would do anyone, men or women. Only with me was she real, she played and acted when she was working. But the Pandemic put an end to everything. We moved to my home town, and shocked everyone because we were married. We behaved in public and moved into a rent house my parent's owned.

Our sex life is fine, and there is some chasing around the living room. There is no more sex with strangers for her, she has to satisfy herself in our bedroom. She works now as a bank receptionist, and I'm working for a family business. When asked, we say she was a show girl, which is not true, she was a Las Vegas hooker.