Marys Secret
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"I have a secret I must never tell. It was one of the most memorable days of my life and yet at times one of my biggest mistakes."
Some people would say we're hicks, but that's not true. We just like the small town life and bringing our children up in a safer environment. At times we thought about going places after watching the Hollywood gossip, but to us it was a fictional life.
Then three of my girlfriends and I decided to take a three day vacation in Las Vegas while our husbands would be gone on their annual fishing trip to Canada. Ethel suggested the trip as a joke, but it didn't take long before we took her seriously. Out of our group, she was the only one who traveled out of our area as part of her job.
That evening I brought it up to my husband Harry.
"The girls and I are thinking of going to Vegas while you guys are on your fishing trip."
"Mary, you've never really been anywhere. You deserve to go with your friends and have a little fun."
He was right. I was forty-five years old with three kids and two grandbabies. For my whole life I lived in the same county. After I graduated from the local college I became a teacher in the local school district. I was really happy with my choices in life and never thought much about traveling.
The next time I got with the girls I told them Harry approved of my going on the trip. Jane and Barb both said their husbands agreed as well. Ethel was divorced and wasn't in a serious relationship. She offered to make flight plans and reserve rooms for a couple nights.
In her position at an oil company, Ethel gave speeches on how they try to preserve the earth. Many times she mentioned how the companies got a bad rap when it came to conservation issues because they spent a lot of money each year on projects to save the earth.
Because there was an Earth Day convention going on in Las Vegas during our trip, Ethel had an idea for how we could save some money. She had to go as a representative for her company, then we would get special pricing because of the convention. She added it wasn't boring hearing about the latest updates for saving the earth. Plus there would be free food and drinks. After a seminar on Friday, we would have the remainder of the weekend for ourselves.
When the time came, my son-in-law drove us to the airport since our husbands were already gone on their fishing trip. Jane and Barb had flown before, but I hadn't. We asked Ethel whether she was a member of the mile high club, but she just laughed at us. She never did answer the question.
When we got to Vegas it was like an amusement park for adults. Bright lights and crowds of people were everywhere. Ethel laughed at me when I told her I saw 'Las Vegas' on TV but it was so different being there.
We had two hours between signing into our rooms and attending the convention. All four of us freshened up and headed downstairs to the convention hall. We put on our name tags and walked around.
It really was rather interesting. There were displays on the latest updates in solar power and all the different ways the companies were contributing to saving our planet. Most of it people never see on the news because negative news sells and this was positive stuff. These were people and companies helping to save on energy with new ideas and innovations. By the end of that convention, I was a much more knowledgeable person.
They served a variety of finger foods which were very good. I watched that I didn't drink too much because I wanted to enjoy my days, not spend them with a hangover. Later that evening we ate at the large buffet in another of the fabulous hotels. It truly was a fantasy land, a playground for adults.
After dinner we went to one of the many shows. It cost us over ninety dollars a person to see the show but it was a one-time experience for me. Besides, Harry gave me five hundred dollars before I left, teasing me about not spending it all in one place.
I shouldn't have said Harry gave me money because that's not really true. We always put our money together and we decided five hundred dollars ought to be more than enough money to see shows and spend in the casinos.
After the show we were all tired but decided to go have a nightcap before retiring. The flight, convention meeting, dinner, and show made for a long day. I was ready for bed. June and Barb were in a room together and Ethel and I were sharing the other. I undressed and was out in minutes, falling asleep while Ethel was still talking to me.
We began the next day with a large breakfast buffet. I had never seen such a smorgasbord of food. But Ethel said it was because of the people from other nations and various walks of life who eat different foods.
We all got our plates of food and sat down to enjoy it. I'm a big woman, not as in tall but overweight. I'm probably at least sixty pound heavier than I should be, maybe even more. When I was much younger I was a lot slimmer. After having three kids I just wasn't able to lose the weight.
Throughout my life I have been on one diet after another, but I'm one of those roller coaster people who never keep it off. Harry always told me I was crabby and hard to get along with when I dieted, so he preferred me a little heaver and a lot happier.
Although I still try to watch what I eat, I decided to just enjoy the weekend. Jane and Barb were also on the heavy side but not as much as I was. Ethel could eat just about anything and not gain a pound.
After breakfast we began hitting the casinos. We started with the cheaper slots. It was fun even though I didn't like losing money. None of us was doing very well so we decided to go see an afternoon show. At least it was only forty-five dollars.
We had an early dinner and headed back to the casino to try our luck again. Ethel had to go back to the convention for an evening of speeches and discussions. She didn't think we would want to go, but she didn't have a choice. That was part of her job.
The slots were eating my quarters three and four at a time. The more you played the better chance of winning. I got lucky and won about two hundred dollars. Then I started walking around checking out some of the other games. I was watching a number of people playing Black Jack— or twenty-one—and decided to try my luck.
The dealer told me minimum bets were ten dollars. He cashed in my coins for chips so I could play. When he finished I had twenty five chips which would be equal to two hundred and fifty dollars. I figured that would be twenty-five hands and put my first bet on the table.
I had nineteen and the dealer had twenty, so I lost. But I had twenty-four hands to go unless I won a few. I began winning and started betting more money. Before I started losing I decided to quit. By then I had won three thousand three hundred dollars!
I also received two complimentary tickets to another show at the hotel. It wasn't a big name show but it was still free. I had been drinking most of the night, and even though they were rather weak, they were still having an effect on me.
I picked up a flier for a massage parlor in the hotel. I always wanted a massage but felt I was too fat to let anyone see my body. For some reason I thought what the hell. I'm in Vegas, I'll never see this masseuse again, and I'll never be brave enough to try it in my home town.
First I went in search of Jane and Barb to see what their plans were for the remainder of the evening.
"You have any luck?" Jane asked when she saw me a few minutes later.
"It had to be beginner's luck, but I won over three thousand dollars!" I replied.
"Hey, that's great. What are you doing the rest of the night?" Barb asked.
"Jane, I won two tickets to a show here in the hotel. Do you two want to take them and go?"
"What about you?" Barb looked confused when I didn't mention going myself.
"To be honest, I'm showed out. I saw this flier for a massage parlor and thought I might get a neck and shoulder rub."
"I've had a full body massage once," said Jane. "The woman was fantastic. Ralph bought it for me for our tenth anniversary many years ago. You should get one."
"I'm not going to let anyone see this old fat body. I'd be too embarrassed."
"For Pete's sake, Mary, no one cares what you look like. You won some money and deserve to treat yourself. I've had massages a couple of time and they feel great. You can even keep some of your clothes on if you like," said Barb.
"Okay, I'll see what they have to offer. I hope the masseuse doesn't throw up when she sees all this body fat," I replied and laughed.
I gave them the tickets and told them to enjoy the show. We quickly set a time to meet in the morning since we were flying home and needed to be at the airport by noon. Then I went in search of the massage parlor.
"Can I help you?" a young woman at the desk asked when I found the right place.
"I would like a massage," I replied.
"Hi, I'm Sylvia. I'm thinking this is your first time here?"
"My first time anywhere," I said and laughed. "I don't know what exactly I want. I thought about a neck and shoulder rub, but my friends said I should get a total massage."
"For our records, you are?"
"Mary Bradford, from Ohio."
"Well Mary, fill out this short form and we'll get started."
"Mary, may I suggest the full body massage. We call it the works. It loosens all the kinks in your back, neck, and legs. Jeff is the best masseuse in all of Nevada. He'll have you feeling like a new woman."
"Jeff? You mean a man is going to give me the massage? I don't think so."
Right then a hunk of a man came to the desk. He was around forty with a nice physique and very good looking.
"Hi, I'm Jeff. Mary, I can give you the best massage you'll ever have. I pride myself on customer satisfaction. If you're not satisfied with your massage, I'll refund your money."
"It's not that. No other man has ever seen me other than my husband. I would feel so uncomfortable. I just don't think I can have another man rubbing my body."
"Mary, you can keep your bra and underwear on if you like. There's a robe you can wear if you still feel uncomfortable. And we use towels to cover your private parts so you won't be embarrassed. Please let me give you a massage you'll never forget."
"But I feel embarrassed already."
"I'm here for one reason only and that's to make you feel good. Please give me a chance."
I don't know if it was his sexy voice or maybe all the drinks I had, but I decided to go for it. People get massages every day. When I heard it was a hundred dollars I thought it better be good for that kind of money.
I paid my fee and Sylvia escorted me to a changing room where I removed everything but my bra and panties. I put on the light robe she offered so I felt a little more covered up.
When I entered the massage room I noticed the table itself didn't look much different from any other I've seen in movies.
"Lie face down on the table," Jeff said as he entered the room.
There was a hole in the center of the cushion for my face, and that felt very comfortable on my cheeks and forehead. But then I realized something was different. Normally I found it quite awkward to lie face down due to the size of my breasts. However, the upholstery seemed to shape itself to my body. The fabric was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was firm yet soft and silky at the same time.
"How does it feel Mary? Are you comfortable?"
"Yes, a bit nervous but I must admit this table is very comfortable."
With the short robe on I wondered if Jeff was looking at my fat legs.
"Mary, I'll be letting you know everything I'm doing, so just relax. I'm going to start by rubbing your temples. Close your eyes and just think of something good."
He put his fingertips on my temples and rubbed ever so gently. God, it was soothing.
"Mary, now I'm going to work my way down your neck. Boy, you are tense."
"I'm sorry; I'm not used to being touched by anyone."
He stopped and walked over to a drawer and took out a small green pill.
"Mary, this will help you relax. It will take a little of the edge off. I take them at night to help me sleep."
He told me the name of the pill and I recognized it because my husband took the same one. He handed me a small cup of water and I swallowed it without hesitation. Jeff wanted to do my face and ears so I turned onto my back. My ears are one of my sensuous places, but I sure didn't want to tell Jeff.
He started with my forehead, rubbing ever so gently. His hands were so soft. He took a couple of drops of oil and rubbed it on my cheeks and the rest of my face. It not only felt good but smelled good too.
When he started rubbing on my earlobes I swear I began to turn red when I realized I was becoming sexually stimulated. I had to wonder if Jeff had seen anyone react so quickly to so little touching. It crossed my mind there might be other things I would enjoy as his fingers kept up the pressure on my ears.
"Are you more comfortable now?"
"Mm, yes, that's wonderful," I replied.
"By removing the robe I can do a better job on your hands, arms, and neck."
"Well, I'm still a little nervous..."
Quickly removing the robe, I laid back down. Jeff placed a folded towel over each of my large breasts and another over my panties. Then he began massaging each hand before working on my forearms and finally my shoulders. He put some more oil in his palms, rubbed them together, and then worked on my neck. Even though I was a little stiff, I knew he could feel me relaxing the longer he worked on me.
"Mary, you might feel a bit more relaxed if I do your back first. If you wouldn't mind turning over again, I'll start with your shoulders."
On my turning over he took the one towel and covered my behind. As I was thinking about what he said, I realized I was going to get my front done as well. But then I thought the hell with it, and relaxed.
"These aromatic oils are a special mixture of natural ingredients which both open up your pores and soothe your senses, allowing all your anxieties to just wash away."
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Title: Her Dirty Little SecretRating: NC17Summary: After the Golden Globes Award Party Laura comes home to her only secret slave who nobody in the whole wide world knows about, not even her real life boyfriend.Feedback: always appreciated!Note: Just a fantasy. Not a real story. *sighs* I Wish!Mistress! You're home! Did you have fun?" the slave asked as he opened his arms wide to give her a hug, but his Mistress grabbed both filthy hands, making sure that they did not stain the expensive...
My Friends Secret It was a normal day in Brookfield High School. "Here we go, another boring week is starting" thought George. He was a 16 year old teenager not too different from other guys. He was a friendly boy, always optimistic and always ready to offer a hand to anyone who needs it. He had a best friend Michael, a boy who was in many ways like him, with the difference that while George was sociable and optimistic, he was much more timid and pessimistic. Like every other Monday...
I watched her dancing on the dance floor, I watched her watching me watch her, and I started walking toward her. She was moving sexily as she danced, so many people around us, but we never noticed any of them. "Secret" was the only one I paid any attenion to. When I got up to her, I pulled her close to me, looking down into her beautiful, sexy blue eyes. She was shorter than I am, she was only 5' 2" tall, but she was so beautiful and sexy, built like a dream, with a body made for loving...
He takes her by the hand and leads her to the far corner, a place where shadows will screen them from the eyes of smokers who come outside to sit at wooden picnic tables. It will be a place of half-darkness. They will not be disturbed.She watches him glance back, checking no one has noticed them slip away. He is a married man, his wife an old friend of her Aunt Ruth. Her eyes follow his and she sees people coming and going, but nobody she knows. She is anonymous. The knowledge releases her from...
TeenTwenty-five years ago I was in the armed services. During that time I met and fell in love with a woman who was also in the service. We never married and had a wonderful couple of years doing all the things that married people accomplish in their bedrooms. Her name was Pam and we were officers and she was one rank lower than I was. Our relationship was well known in the Mess and everybody knew and treated us as a couple.We lived in barracks so we spent weekends mainly in hotels or motels,...
Incest[A little background for this, Sam was born with male genitalia, which is one of the reasons why she doesn't like the word panties, something she can't technically wear because of her 'extra' friend. The only four people who know about Sam having male genitalia are her doctor, her mom, her s*ster, and Carly. Carly found out because the two secretly dated for a while and lost their virginities to each other prior the finale of 'iCarly', and after Sam broke up with Freddie. When she was younger,...
(This is a sequel to “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain” which was posted on October 21) After experiencing the tragic death of my very first lover, David, and then being sodomized by the renegade cop, I swore off men. At least for the rest of the summer. It would be just me and my fingers and vibrator. So I thought. I met Victoria at the gym. Beautiful. Tall, jet black hair, and milky white skin. Early thirties. She showed me the family pictures. Handsome husband. Two children, a boy nine and a...
Bisexual"I'll fuck you so hard that you'll forget all about him..." Natalia has been lusting for her stepfather for the longest time. Suddenly, her stepfather is engaged to another women while his younger brother found out about Natalia's secret... What will happen to her secret relationship with her cousin when a bodyguard is hired to monitor her... “Ah Ah Ahh! ... Uncle please stop…we…ah…cannot do this…ahh” I panted between kisses as his tongue invaded my...
StraightVicky was fan of VS panties. She loved going into the store on her Saturday shopping trips. Usually she would save this until last, after buying a couple of short skirts to show off her long teenage legs, and some tight Capri pants to hug her perfect bottom, which would require a small thong so as not to show a VPL. Choosing carefully she took advantage of a 3 for 2 offer which meant a pretty pair, a thong and one pair for her personal secret pleasure.Actually they all pleased her. The pretty...
OccupationsI have two brothers, Bobby who is 15, and Chris who is 14. All three of us were like a spitting image of our dad, with the exception of Bobby having ear-length blond hair and my mother’s green eyes, and Chris having short, ginger hair inherited from Mom’s mother. And they are not nearly as badass and attractive as I am. Well, it was November, and those two little brats played a highly amusing prank on me at school. I acted like I was cool with it, but I really wasn’t. I resented the fact...
“So, um… Chad?”“Yes, Ashley?”“I’ve been thinking. You know I have a boyfriend, and you might be the only one that might listen to me. This is kind of a confession.”“What?”Now, let’s pause right here. A myriad of thoughts were running through my head at this point in time.Like:“Why me? Ashley doesn’t even talk to me much. What could the confession be?”I got the answer swiftly.“Chad… She told me you packing a little, huh?”I cursed to myself.“I should have known. As close as you two are... I...
AnalAs I sat in the lounge with Aunt stood in front of me in her underwear, and listening to her explain that everything would be fine and not to worry, I hadn’t realised that time had passed quickly as I looked at the clock on the fireplace shelf, crikey I blurted, its 12.30pm, if I don’t leave soon Mother will be wondering where I’ve got to,I think I should just get dressed and leave now I said.Oh nonsense “Brian” declared Aunt Sheila, and besides your trousers and ‘Y’ fronts are in the washing...
She was creating quite a stir. She always did. Amongst the endless sea of blonde, half-naked college lovelies gyrating tothe pounding hip-hop with her, she simply stood out. It wasn’t that she was tall, with full breasts and slim hips. It wasn’teven her long, wavy black hair, or the way her legs seemed to end somewhere in the vicinity of her throat. It was far lesstangible than that. Perhaps it was the way she danced; uninhibited, pornographic, alone. No matter how many bodieswere pressed...
Occasionally in passing you have seen a few different women go in and out my apartment. Today, you had to sign for a FedEx delivery for apartment A12; addressed to Allison. A few minutes ago, you saw a girl bounce up the stairs and enter the apartment, so being a good landlord, you thought you would just go up and drop off the package. You knocked on the door, I forgot to close it all the way, and it slowly creeks open on the first knock. You creep in holding the package asking if there is...
Liitle Secret. By Sweet Renu Dear readers I am not new to this site. Previously i have contributed to this site. After a long time I am gain here at the disposal of loving readers. I thank all very uch for the encouragement given by hem. Now with a new venture. I went to Vijayawada for my Anand annayya’s marriage. (peddamma koduku). He only took my virginity wheni was 17 years. I went 1 week before the marriage. That day my self anand’s own sister Jaya were alone at hme were as all the people...
"Yes, Ashley?" "I've been thinking. You know I have a boyfriend, and you might be the only one that might listen to me on this topic... since you look at it every day. This is kind of a confession." "What is it?" Now, let's pause right here. A myriad of thoughts were running through my head at this point in time. For example: "Why me? Ashley doesn't even talk to me much. What could the confession be?" I got the answer quickly. "Chad... Becky told me you packing a little,...
"Are you getting this?" Claire shouted from the top of the rickety abandoned platform. "Claire, trust me, I'm recording your every step." "OK, just keep it aimed at me, and don't stop, no matter what happens." "All right, all right, but be careful up there." "Geez, Zach, sometimes you sound just like my dad. Just do what I ask, OK?" Zach zoomed in on Claire as she stood on the dilapidated walkway. He was expecting her to drop something onto the sun-harded Texas soil below, but...
Copyright © 1997 and 2002, Phil Phantom Cindy saw that the door to my bedroom wasn't all the way closed, so the knock-before-entering rule did not apply. She opened the door and said, "Mom, I... MOM! I jumped to place my back to the wall and yanked-up the bathing suit I was stripping out of, crying, "Cindy! GET OUT!" Ignoring the order, my curious sixteen-year-old marched in, saying, "Mom, what was that?" With the suit clutched in place but not tied, I said, "That was none of your...
Thursday morning, right after dad left for work Mandy came into my room, she was crying, “what’s wrong? I asked.” “Dad came into my room again last night. I was horny, I was about to get up and go to your room so you could make love to me. At first, I thought it was you that came in, but I soon found out, by the smell of alcohol that it was Dad. I pretend to be asleep. He stood over me for a while before he pulled his Sweatpants down and off. He played with himself until he was hard. He...
Emily grew up with a rich family she was spoiled by both her parents, as she was spoiled by money, love and greed. She made very few friends cause of this as it was really hard for her to connect with someone outside off her family of corse. On the other hand her sister grew up to become popular, more popular then her as her sister had even challenged her at times. Emily became spoiled, as her sister become popular it was a rivalry between both of them. Emily however has a hidden secret that no...