It had been a slow night at the club. As a cocktail waitress I depended heavily on the tips I made to pay my share of the rent for the small townhouse where I lived with my sister. I am twenty-five years old and do a little modeling for a photographer friend of mine in addition to hustling drinks. I am average height for a girl with a good well-toned body. Working on my feet and days in the gym keep me in good shape. My chest and hips are both about 36 inches and my waist tapers into the mid twenties. My hair and eyes are what people notice most about me, at least those people who are not focused on my chest. I have slept with both men and women and enjoy what each brings to bed a lot.
I love to feel a man's cock fill my pussy but when I am really ready for passion I prefer a slender small-breasted woman. Just seeing an attractive woman with an A cup chest can get my pussy wet. They tend to be so passionate in bed that I always cum over and over.
On this quiet night at the bar I was having some fun with an older couple in town for vacation. I'd guess they were in their later forties maybe early fifties but were both trim and fit. They were having a good time and as they joked and laughed when I delivered their drinks I found myself joining with them. I was very surprised when I went back to the table after they'd left to see a really good tip. It was enough to make this slow night worthwhile and I wished all my customers were more like them. Instead most were either saving their money for the casinos or had already lost it there. Such is life in Vegas.
My shift was over and I'd finished my clean up and was headed home for the night as I met a woman coming in the door.
"Amber, I was just coming to see you."
It was the woman from the nice couple and I assumed she'd come back to say they'd mistakenly left too large a tip. It happens and I usually have no problem returning the money.
"Do you remember me? My husband and I were in a few hours ago?"
"Yes, I do. I enjoyed meeting you two. Is everything OK, did you forget something?"
"No everything is fine and I hope we were generous enough for you?"
"Wow, yes you were. If half my customers were as decent I wouldn't have to work so much."
She smiled. I looked her over again; she was very pretty and had held her body well. Up close in the light I could see my guess as to her age was close but still she looked good. She was my height but thinned then I was. Her legs were well toned and her hips had a nice round firm look to them. What caught my eye thought were the almost negligible breasts. Still staring at her chest I almost missed her asking me.
"Do you have a few minutes? I wondered if I could talk to you?"
"Sure, Miss??? Here or someplace else?"
"I'm sorry call me Hannah. I think I'd like someplace a bit quieter. Do you know someplace we can talk while we have a drink or a coffee or something?"
"Sure come this way. Just down the street a bit is a local bar that's pretty quiet. Not as fancy as this place but nice and clean."
We took a booth in the back of Sam's Bar and I was surprised when Hannah ordered a draft beer. When both our beers had been tasted she began.
"This is difficult for me to say and please excuse me if you are offended."
"This is Vegas Hannah, you'd be surprised at what goes on here. Don't worry I am a pretty thick skinned girl, I won't bite."
"Um well you see we, that is my husband and I are from a small town in Ohio. Small conservative town and we came here to relax and enjoy life in ways we can't easily do in our little town."
She talked for a while about their jobs and life and what they did on weekends and eventually I said.
"Hannah, your telling me more then I need to know. I'm not sure there is enough beer here for you to keep going like this, tell me what you want!"
I smiled as I said it and I watched her gulp. Then she sat straighter and said.
"It's my husbands birthday tomorrow. With women when we turn forty it's a big thing but for men when they turn fifty it's a really big thing and for a lot of men it's a hard age to accept. I thought celebrating it in Vegas would be the best way to make him still feel young."
"OK, and then?"
"Sorry, well I had all these ideas of taking him to strip clubs etc but none of that seems right. We've always been faithful to each other and somehow being with him someplace public like that and spending money to see all that just wasn't what I think he would ultimately enjoy."
"Well I'm not a stripper if you want a girl for a private strip show they are available here as is almost anything else."
"No, again I have a problem with a professional, someone whose looks are more associated with plastic surgeons then their lifestyle. And......"
She paused and while I was beginning to think I knew what she was after I was enjoying watching her work her courage up to ask so I sat nodding at her and let her resume.
"Shit, there is now way to dance around this. I want to give my husband a woman for he and I to share in out bed and I don't want someone bought from the street. I like you Amber you are very pretty and look like a nice girl. I don't want to buy you and make you a paid whore. Yet it seems idiotic that a pretty girl like you would just jump into a stranger's bed and all. Please say something I'm going crazy here."
I stood up and looked down at this woman who was inadvertently offering me the erotic fantasy I'd always thought would be fun. I walked to her side of the booth and slid in next to her.
"Hannah?"
She turned to me and I leaned in and kissed her. Just once on her lips and looked at her reaction. She seemed a bit shocked but not disgusted by the kiss so I took it further and kissed her harder slipping my tongue in her mouth and wrapping my arms around her holding her close. When her own arms circled me I knew we'd had a deal and I backed off.
"That was very nice Amber."
"Hannah, no more words about this OK? Tell me when and where?"
"You'll do it? Oh my thank you. Tomorrow night. We are staying at the..."
She gave me the casino and room number and asked to if I could be there early, say before ten PM.
"Ok now tell me what you want me to do. I mean is there anything you don't want me to do with your Husband or you? Or maybe something special you want from me?"
"Well, I do want my husband to fuck you, I have always wanted to watch that. I liked our kiss and have always wanted to know what being with a woman would be like so maybe we could give him a show too. I can't think of anything we wouldn't do, except maybe anal sex, we've never done that."
"Ok, so what if anything do I wear to your party."
She wanted me dressed conservatively. She told me this was all a surprise for her husband and that the more normal I looked when I showed up the better. Besides she didn't want someone who looked like a professional. She wanted to be making love in bed not just fucking paid strangers.
"I want to pay you Amber! I just don't want you to fell like a prostitute for this. How about you tell me what you would have made at the bar?"
"No Hannah. No money. I like sex and as long as you and your husband aren't into a lot of weird shit I am okay with this. So no. No pay."
She actually leaned in and kissed me this time and she held nothing back. She told me to come after ten and knock on the door. She wanted my being there to come out of the blue. She then asked me if she could take some pictures of the whole thing for them to enjoy back in Ohio and I agreed as long as they stayed in Ohio.
"Oh Lordy yes. I know you are concerned about naked sex shots but understand while that might embarrass you it would ruin us. So those shots will stay locked in a safe"
So we parted and I went home and masturbated to the thought of what was finally going to come true for me in less then a day. I rubbed my pussy over and over again that night finally falling asleep on my cum saturated sheets and waking with sticky thighs and fingers.
I took time for myself the next day. I started at the gym then headed to the spa for a massage. Later at home I soaked in the tub making sure I shaved every hair form my body. My pussy was soft and bald and so was my ass. I'd had to use a few mirrors but no hair remained on me other then on my head. I searched my closet and found a dress that I might have worn to a job interview but underneath I had on a lacy see through bra and matching panties. Instead of panty hose I wore thigh high stockings. I did my hair and sprayed my favorite cologne on my breasts and an additional spurt went on my pussy.
A little after ten I knocked on the door Hannah had given me and shortly it opened and there stood Hannah. She was in a sexy black dress and her hair pulled back. He dress was cut low in front and I could just make out the tiny mounds of tits on her bony chest. He nipples were tenting her dress and they looked magnificent. She asked me in and then introduced me to her husband.
John, do you remember Amber from the club the other night? She is your birthday present. Do you like how I had her wrapped?"
John swallowed hard as he sat looking first at me then at Hannah before he said.
