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Straight Female / 34
The Fantasy Weekend In Las Vegas, With My Husband's Office 'girl'
My husband and I were facing our 10th anniversary. He suggested that we take a trip to Las Vegas, and have a fantastic weekend. We left the kids with grandma and left on Friday. I had a show that I wanted to see and I made arrangements for two tickets. It was my surprise for his tenth anniversary. He bought first class tickets and as we were flying to Las Vegas he whispered in my ear that he had made arrangements for a fantasy weekend.
Oh yeah, fantasy? What sort of fantasy? He said, wait and see. We were being joined by a beautiful woman. And he could watch us from the other room through the two way mirror. My reaction was that I was never under any circumstances doing anything with a whore, and he could go fuck himself. He said she wasn't a 'whore'. He had invited Elizabeth to join us. Elizabeth? That slut that he sleeps with from work? Bull Shit, not interested.
We remained silent for a long time and when we were about to land he told me that Elizabeth was waiting for us and she had taken the fantasy suite at the XXX Resort, with mirrors on the ceiling, and a heart shaped bed and two way mirrors. And Elizabeth was excited to spend quality time with me, and show me that she was open to pleasing me. What could I say? except Fuck You Asshole!!!
When we got to the resort, we were escorted to the fantasy suite and Elizabeth was waiting with Champagne and Chocolates. She was all over herself that I had agreed to come and that way we could be friends, and not enemies. After all we both had the same interest. I was surprised that she was dressed rather decently. He showed me to 'our' room, one room only, for us to share a supersized king bed in the shape of a heart with satin sheets and pillows, and a great big mirror on the ceiling. I told him, I'm not doing this.
But the room was full of surprises, the bathroom had mirrors in front and back of you, so you could admire yourself on the toilet. There was swing where a woman sat with her legs open, so she could be pleasured, and cameras everywhere so the weekend would not be forgotten. Elizabeth took me aside and asked me if he had told me. I had to ask her, was she ok with this? Yes, doesn't it sound amazing.
We went out to dinner at this very fancy restaurant, and Champagne and chocolate covered strawberries, and Beef Wellington, and our very own waiter, very handsome young man in too tight pants with an unmistakable bulge. I had to ask my husband if he was jealous. Elizabeth was chatty and she wanted to know how much I knew and when I told her 'no offense' but I had TWO tickets to the show on Saturday, she said OK but why wasn't he coming with us. What the hell was wrong with this girl?
When we got back to the room, there were two packages, g*fts from the resort for the ladies. Crotchless edible panties. Fuck you a hundred times over. He said that I should reconsider. Fuck you again, and I stomped into the bathroom. I lowered the lid, and sat on the toilet and called my mother. "Do you know what this asshole wants me to do?" My mother, watching our kids, said the worst possible thing, "go with the flow, it sound exciting".
While I was in the bathroom, Elizabeth changed in the bedroom, and I walked out to her in a rather obvious bedroom silk pajamas. I hadn't really appreciated her, I could see why he liked her. She took me into the room, and showed me my own silk pajamas, in the drawer. One of us in pink, and the other in purple. I told her loudly, I am not participating. What? She said, was I kidding? She was looking forward to us spending time together.
I did not change into the pajamas. Out in the living room, were two small packages, wrapped in gold paper, with red ribbons. My husband had a Scotch in his hand and smiled like the Cheshire Cat. Open them, he said. Two sets of diamond studs, matching studs for his girls. And a note at the bottom. Enjoy wearing them tomorrow! A full day, no limit, fully reserved, day of shopping for his girls.
He slept on the couch that night, and we slept in the heart shaped bed in the bedroom, in our satin pajamas. Two girls having a sleepover, each with her very own American Express Platinum, on her nightstand, just waiting beside her diamond studs.
Oh yeah, fantasy? What sort of fantasy? He said, wait and see. We were being joined by a beautiful woman. And he could watch us from the other room through the two way mirror. My reaction was that I was never under any circumstances doing anything with a whore, and he could go fuck himself. He said she wasn't a 'whore'. He had invited Elizabeth to join us. Elizabeth? That slut that he sleeps with from work? Bull Shit, not interested.
We remained silent for a long time and when we were about to land he told me that Elizabeth was waiting for us and she had taken the fantasy suite at the XXX Resort, with mirrors on the ceiling, and a heart shaped bed and two way mirrors. And Elizabeth was excited to spend quality time with me, and show me that she was open to pleasing me. What could I say? except Fuck You Asshole!!!
When we got to the resort, we were escorted to the fantasy suite and Elizabeth was waiting with Champagne and Chocolates. She was all over herself that I had agreed to come and that way we could be friends, and not enemies. After all we both had the same interest. I was surprised that she was dressed rather decently. He showed me to 'our' room, one room only, for us to share a supersized king bed in the shape of a heart with satin sheets and pillows, and a great big mirror on the ceiling. I told him, I'm not doing this.
But the room was full of surprises, the bathroom had mirrors in front and back of you, so you could admire yourself on the toilet. There was swing where a woman sat with her legs open, so she could be pleasured, and cameras everywhere so the weekend would not be forgotten. Elizabeth took me aside and asked me if he had told me. I had to ask her, was she ok with this? Yes, doesn't it sound amazing.
We went out to dinner at this very fancy restaurant, and Champagne and chocolate covered strawberries, and Beef Wellington, and our very own waiter, very handsome young man in too tight pants with an unmistakable bulge. I had to ask my husband if he was jealous. Elizabeth was chatty and she wanted to know how much I knew and when I told her 'no offense' but I had TWO tickets to the show on Saturday, she said OK but why wasn't he coming with us. What the hell was wrong with this girl?
When we got back to the room, there were two packages, g*fts from the resort for the ladies. Crotchless edible panties. Fuck you a hundred times over. He said that I should reconsider. Fuck you again, and I stomped into the bathroom. I lowered the lid, and sat on the toilet and called my mother. "Do you know what this asshole wants me to do?" My mother, watching our kids, said the worst possible thing, "go with the flow, it sound exciting".
While I was in the bathroom, Elizabeth changed in the bedroom, and I walked out to her in a rather obvious bedroom silk pajamas. I hadn't really appreciated her, I could see why he liked her. She took me into the room, and showed me my own silk pajamas, in the drawer. One of us in pink, and the other in purple. I told her loudly, I am not participating. What? She said, was I kidding? She was looking forward to us spending time together.
I did not change into the pajamas. Out in the living room, were two small packages, wrapped in gold paper, with red ribbons. My husband had a Scotch in his hand and smiled like the Cheshire Cat. Open them, he said. Two sets of diamond studs, matching studs for his girls. And a note at the bottom. Enjoy wearing them tomorrow! A full day, no limit, fully reserved, day of shopping for his girls.
He slept on the couch that night, and we slept in the heart shaped bed in the bedroom, in our satin pajamas. Two girls having a sleepover, each with her very own American Express Platinum, on her nightstand, just waiting beside her diamond studs.
