After a decadent dinner, and cocktail after cocktail, we walk back through the casino floor, out onto the Strip in Vegas. The warm dry breeze passes over us as we walk outside to cross the street - greeted by the Bellagio Fountains and Italian opera music playing in synch with the movement of the water display.
Your long hair gently flows in the breeze as the air moves across your skin. Dressed in a low cut top, short skirt and tall heels, the bright neon lights of the strip show off your sexy curves as your outfit reveals a surprising amount of skin that I have been feasting my eyes on all night.
Ever since the cocktails started to flow at dinner, we have flirted heavily. As we sit across from each other at dinner, my hands have been on your thighs underneath the table - and you catch me multiple times glancing down at your supple cleavage. The sexual energy is high - the blood flow to my groin is strong, and you can feel the energy between your legs growing throughout the night.
Hand in hand, you and I walk back to our hotel. Although it's late, there are thousands of people out and about, drinking, gambling and carrying on. Despite all the energy around us, we feel that nobody is paying any attention to us and we can dissolve into the crowd.
We wander in the lobby of our hotel, near the gambling tables, and stop for a nightcap. Seated next to each other at the bar, we order drinks. The lowly-lit ambiance matches the mood - sexy. You sit with your beautiful long legs crossed, causing your skirt to slide up revealing the tops of your thighs, showing off just the right amount of skin. I slide my hand onto your thigh, where the hem of your skirt meets your long legs.
You can tell that I am excited - glancing down, you can make out the outline of my penis pressing against my tight grey pants. The dim light reveals just enough to where you are certain that I don't have underwear on - which you find ironic considering that, aside from the new lacy red bra that I gave you, you don't have underwear on either, deciding to forgo the lingerie set's matching skimpy red lace g-string.
We begin to sip our drinks and chat more. I gaze into your big brown eyes, and you into my blue eyes. So thankful for each other - we are very much in love.
You take a sip of your drink, set it back down in the bar, touch my chest, and deftly slide your hand down my chest and across my crotch, where you give my penis a purposeful stroke though my pants. I glance up at you and see your eyes filled with desire. With your hand still on my hardening penis, I lean over and kiss your neck and give it a seductive lick, sending chills down your body all the way to your clit. You can feel your sex get warmer and wetter.
My hand slides from the top of your smooth, warm thigh on top of your skirt, up the front of your body, and I firmly grab your boob. I massage it cupping your full breast which jostles your top just enough to expose the bright red lace edging of your bra just beyond the edge of your black low cut top.
In the back of our heads we both know we are being wildly inappropriate, but it just seems acceptable because we're sitting in a dark bar in the middle of the night in Vegas - and knowing we are in public where anyone can see us groping each other adds another layer of "turn on" for each of us.
We pull back - our hands move to our drinks - you adjust your top, but the edge of that sexy red bra is still exposed. Your full round breasts look exquisite in the plunging neckline of your top - my face and tongue longing to lick and suck your gorgeous tits and nipples.
As I reach for my gin and tonic, you grab your vodka soda. You bring it to mouth and wrap your beautiful lips around the straw seductively and glance up at me. I can't help but imagine you looking at me the same way with your lips wrapped around my rock hard penis.
After your sip, you put the drink back on the bar and lean back slightly in your bar stool. You then uncross your legs, leaving your thighs parallel to each other and your knees together pointed towards me. I admire your sexy toned legs and watch your tight skirt move across your luscious hips and sexy ass. You see me looking at your legs - and you slowly move your knees apart.
As your legs spread further, my eyes wander greedily up your thighs and up your skirt, and I try to see if you are wearing the matching skimpy red lace g-string that goes with the bra, but you quickly recross your legs, now, with the other leg on top. You seem satisfied with the "show" you gave me as our eyes meet again and you can easily recognize the lust in my eyes... A quick glance at my tight grey pants and the growing outline of now hardening cock confirms I am enjoying it very much.
I move my body to the edge of the bar stool to be closer to you now. I reach over and put my hand on the bottom of your neck and gently pull your face towards mine and kiss you deeply. Our kiss feels incredible as our lips slide across one another's and our tongues penetrate the other's mouth. Fully engulfed in the moment, we have decided we should head up to our suite, before we cross the line (further) in the bar.
We quickly close our tab and walk out of the bar. Our arms are around each other, your left hand slides into the back pocket of my pants where you give my butt a squeeze. My right arm around your upper body - holding you close. I scan the perimeter and see the coast is relatively clear. I reach my arm a bit further around you and slide my right hand inside your shirt where I grope your right breast. There, I can feel your nipple harden underneath the delicate lace bra, and I give it an easy squeeze between by index and middle finger.
Before you quickly look at me, my hand is out of your shirt, and back in your shoulder. But as our eyes meet, the look on your face told me that you wanted more.
We make our way to the elevator bank with your hand still rubbing my ass though my pants pocket. My arm around you, and we walk in-stride to the elevator bank. We approach the opening doors of the elevator, knowing there will be an intense release of sexual energy as soon as we have some space to ourselves.
I insert our room key, press the "33" button, and put the key back in my wallet and into my vacant pants pocket. We have our backs against the wall as the elevator doors begin to slowly close.