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VEGAS NIGHT
By Harry Krytzer
Coming out of the bathroom, toweling off his hair, Jack was
startled to see his wife preening in front of the mirror in
their Las Vegas hotel room. She was looking over her left
shoulder and straightening the seams in her sheer black
nylons. The sight of her in strappy high heels, nylons,
garter belt and bra was exciting and startling.
"Baby, you look fantastic; but we don't have time for sex
right now, we're going out."
"I know we're going out."
"You mean you're wearing those clothes out? You've never
done that; I thought we..."
"You thought what?" she said, pulling the tight black
leather skirt up over the nylons and garter belt, no
panties. "You're afraid someone is going to look at me?"
"It's not that. It's just that we've always had those
things in private. Just for us."
"Well, don't worry. I'll still have them on when we get
back tonight." she said pushing back his still wet hair. He
dropped his hand and felt her firm butt through the leather
skirt, then slid it lower to feel the sheer stockings
below. "Later", she said, pulling away. "Now get dressed;
we'll be late for the show."
All through the evening the same things kept happening.
Walking through the casino, young men would step aside and
then watch Jack and Rita walk past. She was 50, looked 35,
and dressed like that they wondered what she was doing with
him as he was 50 and looked 55. Was she a hooker? Or was it
the usual rich guy gets the hot chick deal. When the lights
went on after the stage show, her crossed legs revealed the
top of her stockings peeking out below the hem of her
skirt; he reached over to pull her skirt down.
As they crossed the lobby of their hotel, his nervousness
over being with this sexy woman was turning to excitement
about going upstairs with her. Heading straight for the
elevator bank, she reached up and put her left hand on his
right forearm.
"Let's stop for a drink." she said.
"A drink?" he asked. "We never..." he said, and then
paused. "Oh, alright. You're being such a tease tonight."
Halfway through the drink she said, "I should have been
here in Vegas the whole time with you."
"Baby, you would've been bored. The last couple of days
I've just been working at the conference 14 hours a day.
But why do you say that?"
"Because this afternoon I was looking everywhere for a
toenail clipper, and in your suitcase I found nylons, high
heels and a big black dildo. Who've you been fucking?"
"What? Nobody. There's nobody else. Those things are for
me."
"So after work you dress up and fuck yourself with a dildo?
Yeah, right."
"Remember when I had that crossdressing fantasy some years
ago? And you didn't want any part of it. Well last week
when I was cleaning the garage, I found the stuff I'd
hidden out there. I brought it along to Vegas thinking we
might give it another try in a new situation. You have to
believe me, that's all it is."
"I dunno. I want to believe you, but it looks pretty
fishy."
"Babe, for crissakes. The shoes are huge; they're not for a
woman, they're for me."
"Okay. Okay. I guess I believe you. But you're going to
have to convince me. I tell you what. Why don't you go up
to the room and get dressed up? Then when I come up we'll
see what happens."
"Okay, I quess. But why don't you come up with me?"
"I want to finish this drink; and I want you to set the
stage. I'll come up in 10 minutes."
Up in the room, he hurried to get dressed. 10 minutes
wasn't long, and he didn't want to look completely
ridiculous, half dressed. He put on the sheer black French
nylons, making sure the seams were straight, and the size
14 black patent pumps. He kinda wished he had more clothes
but this was a beginning fantasy. He put on his silk men's
pajamas top and bottom. He put the dildo and the strap-on
harness in the drawer between the beds. And sat down to
wait.
10 minutes passed. Then fifteen. He began to worry, but
then it wasn't like he could go down to the bar to see
where she was. Finally, the phone rang.
"Hi", she said, "are you ready?"
"Yeah." he said, "Come on up."
"First tell me what you're wearing."
"What do you mean? You know what I'm wearing."
"Listen, I've been wearing a leather skirt with no panties
all night. Every time I move I can feel my stockings rub on
each other. My pussy is getting wet, so if you want me to
bring it up to you, you'll tell me what you're wearing,
exactly."
"Okay. Okay. I'm wearing black high heels and French nylon
stockings with a black satin garter belt. I'm not wearing
any underpants and I've got on my silk pajama tops and
bottoms."
"Take off your pajama bottoms."
"What? Why?"
"Just take off your pajama bottoms. I want your cock and
ass to show."
"Okay. Okay. I've done it. Are you coming up now?"
"Just one more thing. In the top drawer of the dresser is
one of those plastic things they use to handcuff
demonstrators. You know the kind where you feed one end
through the opening and then it won't back out?"
"Yeah so?"
"Go get it and strap your left wrist to the bed headboard."
"What? You're crazy. What's with you tonight?"
"What's with you? You're the one dressed up like a woman.
Just do it, it'll be fun. I'll cut it off later with the
toenail clipper."
"Alright, hang on."
He went over to the dresser, found the strap and then
strapped his left wrist to the bar on the bed headboard.
Picking up the phone in his right hand he said: "Okay, it's
done. I'm your prisoner, and all this teasing me is giving
me a big hard-on."
"Don't jack off until I get up there." she said and then
hung up.
Lying there he didn't jack off, but he slid his hand over
his hard cock then cupped his balls in his hands. He rubbed
his nylon legs over each other and squirmed. "Things are
going great." he said to himself. He had wondered how he
would broach the topic of him dressing up with her, and now
it seemed like she was taking the lead!
Ten minutes passed and then fifteen. What the hell was
keeping her? Was she trying to make him squirm? Well, it
was working. All her teasing tonight had been unexpected,
and fantastic. But now he was starting to worry. Finally
the phone rang again.
"Hi."
"Hi. What are you doing? How come you're not up here yet?"
"I'm having another drink."
"You're what? All this teasing has been great, but I think
it's enough now."
"Oh, I'm not teasing."
"What... What are you doing?"
"I'm having a drink with a very nice young man."
"You're what? Quit teasing."
"Another guy asked to buy me a drink, but I said no. Then
this really good looking young guy asked me and I said
'Sure, why not!'"
"Rita, stop it. Come on up now."
"He asked me where the guy I'd been with went, and I said
you'd gone up to bed. When we got to the second drink I
told him you were dressed up like a slut and tied to the
bed waiting for me to come up and do I don't know what."
"You didn't."
"Yeah, I did. And you know what he said? He said, 'Maybe
you'd like to watch me fuck him.' Well, would you?"
"Rita. Stop."
"What do you mean, stop? It's your fantasy. You're the one
dressed up in nylons and wanting a cock up your ass."
"I don't want that. I just want to have a fun time with
you."
"I want to have fun too. This guy's young. After he fucks
me, you can suck his cock and get him hard again. Then
while he fucks you in the ass, you can eat my gushy pussy.
How's that sound?"
"Awful. What's gotten into you? I'm sorry for all this.
Please come up now, alone."
"And do what?"
"Let me rub your beautiful legs and ass. I'll lick you all
night long if you want. If you want to humiliate me, I'll
jack off for you. You can fuck me with a dildo. Anything.
Just please don't do anything with anybody else."
"Okay. But I'm going to be pretty demanding."
He waited on the bed. Was she just teasing? Was there
really a guy down there with her? What's taking so long,
again? He lost his hard on long ago. The time passed on,
what was she doing?
Finally, the room door opened and someone came in, alone.
In the semi darkness, all was quiet so it was easy to hear
the swishing of nylon stockings rubbing together. She
stopped silently in front of him, then reached back behind
and slowly unzipped her skirt. Staring intently at him, she
slowly slid the skirt down over the garter belt and nylons
to the floor. Then keeping her gaze on him she slowly
climbed on the bed and walked on her knees towards him. As
she moved the blond hairs on her pussy straight towards his
face, he could see the traces of fluid running down her
thighs and he groaned.
"Don't worry," she said, "its only my juices. I got so hot
teasing you on the phone that I creamed my pants, except I
wasn't wearing any."
"Oh, baby!" he moaned as he eagerly licked her as she rode
his face.
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