As she reclined her seat back, the night air blew cold over her baked-to-golden-brown skin. Long brown ringlets were neatly pinned up into a flowing ponytail and a smile crowned the picture of happiness she created. It radiated from her like the rays of the sun did earlier that afternoon. That was when he had told her about his plans for a weekend getaway for just the two of them.
For weeks, it seemed that there was rarely much time to spend alone due to the far-reaching arm of reality that consistently held them tightly. His work had kept him away more than she’d like, and by the time he would come home, they were both so tired. Those were the nights that they would bask in the minute amount of time they could hold each other until both nodded off to dream. However, the tension of going without mutual release was wearing on their minds and bodies.
A lone finger traced the hem of her skirt, which made her open her eyes. Streetlights flickered and danced in those warm pools of blue as she glanced over to him. Suddenly, there was that smile – the smile that he reserved for only her – the lop-sided grin that could make her melt even without a touch. She rolled to her side, trapping his hand between her hot creamy thighs.
“Are we there yet?” she playfully inquired with a squeeze of those leg muscles.
He chuckled softly as his hand wiggled higher through the pressure of her flesh. “Nope, not yet, about another half an hour left to go.”
Her shoulders slumped as she fell onto her back into the cushioned seat. Without thinking, her legs flopped open as well, thus giving him ample opportunity to grab a quick grope. Never one to waste such a golden chance, he moved like lightning and yanked her panties aside while slipping two fingers deep within her slick depth.
A gasp filled her lungs, which caused her inner muscles to tense around his probing digits. He loved that so very much – being able to catch her off guard. The twitching in his pants made him plunge deeper into her dark chasm where he twisted his fingers, crooked them and began to rub her G-spot. Moans now filled the car as her fingernails dug into the seat. He then smiled a deliciously wicked grin. Feeling her clamp down onto his thrusting hand, he immediately withdrew. He held his hand close to his face and audibly inhaled her musk. The aroma intoxicated him so much that he closed his eyes for mere moments. Of course, being that he was driving, he veered off the road just slightly, but enough to bring them both back to the moment.
Horror was evident on both of their faces, but was soon replaced by gales of wild laughter. They laughed so hard that before they knew it, tiny rivulets of tears were streaming down their faces.
“Jesussss!!! Talk about loving you to death!!”
She laughed hard all over again. That was when she noticed a stream of lights on the horizon. Excitement washed over her, which he soon caught.
“There it is baby – Las Vegas, our destination for a relaxing getaway. God we need this,” he exclaimed just as they reached the edge of the strip.
Hungrily, her eyes scanned every building, person, site and thing she could take in before driving onto the next. Flashing pulsing bulbs … millions of them … held her attention without interruption. Shiny people flowed by in crowds like water through a sieve and she greedily engulfed each persons joy like a dry sponge. He reveled in seeing the child-like wonder that she wore so innocently, yet so beautifully. THIS was what he had hoped for in this weekend, and it seemed he was going to be pleased. However, unbeknownst to her, he also had some delectably evil plans for the following evening. But for all to go according to his wants, he needed to keep her in the dark about it until just the right time. Just the simple thought of it brought a jolt of pleasure to his cock as he restrained his hand from roaming to it for a quick feel.
She was lost now though … lost in the seduction of the city and all of its pure decadence. He pulled up to the Mirage and her eyes glazed over.
“No friggen way!! This is where we’re staying? How did you know? I don’t think I ever told you that I wanted to stay here, did I? What a wonderful surprise! How did you know?” She rambled on and on as he drove around to the entrance.
His right hand clamped over her mouth in mid-sentence. “You mentioned once or twice before that you had always wanted to see the act with the white tigers – Seigfried and Roy. I just remembered. Plus, I want to see them as well, and this is a grand place to stay.” He laughed then, and she joined in just as the attendant came to open her door.
The pale blue cotton hung like a cloud around her legs as she took his hand and was escorted from the vehicle. It gave the illusion of floating mist as it wound up tightly around her breasts. A thin strap wrapped up under the free strands of hair that played at the nape of her neck and held the sundress into place. He stood now by her side, wearing a nearly matching shade of blue in his polo shirt with khaki shorts complimenting his tones perfectly. He took her hand and spun her over the red carpet. They broke into an impromptu waltz there in front of this grand hotel to which some guests stopped to watch. Gleefully, they danced over to the bellhop where he was presented with a tip to take in their bags, but not before getting a view of her ample cleavage as she was dipped down low in front of him. He nervously laughed and hurried away to tend to the waiting luggage.
The bells and whistles of slot machines greeted them as people eagerly dropped quarter after quarter into the insatiable slot. She grinned and her eyes flashed. With a half-groan half-laugh, he fished into his pocket for a single silver coin. She daintily took it from his palm as he held it out to her as a priest would hold out an offering. Surveying each machine, she settled on one done up in blue and white lights.
“Hey, it matches our ensemble! What the heck,” she said with a slight shrug of her bare shoulders. “If we hit, it will prove that we will have a wonderful weekend. If we don’t, we will STILL have a wonderful weekend – just without extra quarters.”
He laughed at her last words, but she was already dropping the coin into the slot. Her hand poised over the lever nervously. He took that as a cue and placed his over hers. Together they pulled down slowly. As they did, she leaned back into him with her ass grinding into his groin. The handle flew back up and he pushed back into her, a bulge apparent to her clenched ass cheeks.
One cherry … two cherries … fruit, numbers and words rolled by on the third dial. Finally it slowed enough for them to hold their breath. A third cherry!!! Like giddy children, they jumped up and down and laughed. Quarters spit out of the front slot like raindrops from heaven. He ran and grabbed one of the plastic buckets for just such an occasion from the bar. Together, they scooped in the small load they had won before heading off to find their room.
The long corridor seemed to stretch on forever before they found it. He took the credit card key from his pocket and slid it quickly through the doorknob. They didn’t dawdle much once inside though. Their bags were next to the entrance already, so they both unpacked a few things before deciding to catch some sleep. It had been a twelve-hour ride up and even though they alternated driving time, they were both bushed. It had literally been a week since they had a night of pure fucking, and just as long for any worthwhile cumming. However, even with the perfection of this time alone, he wanted to hold out just a little longer. His plans were for an even bigger explosion. As difficult as he found it to keep his desire at bay through her begging for his cock, he managed to coax them both to sleep.
Fitful dreams plagued both of their slumbering, but the payoff would be well worth the wait.
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