Author's Note: A sequel to my original Bar Tricks. Both have a twist that will be difficult to understand without reading the original first. Both are very short. Click on my name to bring up my stories, then click on Bar Tricks.
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Rick and Kate had been coming to the same Las Vegas hotel for years with no problems, but this time their reservation was mixed-up, and no similar rooms were available. The hotel manager apologized for the mix-up, then after a few clicks on the computer said, "All set. I comped you a nice suite. Please enjoy a drink in the bar while housekeeping checks the room."
They grabbed a couple stools at the bar and ordered. Kate idly scanned the bar as she always did, mostly just people watching. Rick was already scamming the bartender out of a second drink with a bar trick.
Kate leaned into Rick. "I need to use the Ladies Room. Don't wait for me. I've seen that trick before." Rick rolled his eyes at her, then smiled as he and the bartender watched her leaving. In 12 years of marriage, he never tired of watching that little ass wiggle.
When Kate returned, a young woman was sitting next to Rick hanging on every word as he showed her one of his more complicated bar tricks. She squealed at the outcome, touched his forearm and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Who's your new friend?" she quipped.
"One of my many fans, Kate. Leslie, my wife, Kate."
"Rick is so talented and funny. You must get to see these tricks all the time!" Leslie gushed.
"Tell me about it, honey. Are you staying at the hotel or just working it?" Kate asked, looking as innocent as she could.
"Oh, I was meeting someone here, but I think they stood me up."
"You can hang with us for a little while if you like, right Kate? We're just waiting for our room."
"You can hang with us as much as you like, Leslie. Rick craves the attention." Looking past Rick she exclaimed, "Oh my. Speaking of cravings..."
Rick looked over at Kate, then followed her gaze across the room to a fast approaching man who looked vaguely familiar.
"I thought that was you," exclaimed Kate. "Wow. What are you doing here?
"Hi, Kate. Back for another trade show."
"You remember Dave don't you, Rick? Or is it Greg? I get confused," Kate smiled.
"Yeah, yeah, sure. Dave, right?" Rick was clearly nervous.
"What a great surprise. Last time we met, you played one of your bar tricks on me. I believe I lost...big time. Or maybe I was just played."
"Now, now, no need to bring all that up. You lost fair and square."
"Well, the least you can do is let me dance with your beautiful wife."
"Yeah, sure, but you'll have to ask..." Rick said to their backs as the two walked over to the dance floor.
"Forget them," Leslie encircled his arm and pushed her breast against it. "Show me another trick."
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After a few dances, Kate returned to the bar to find Rick and Leslie engrossed in quiet conversation clearly meant just for them. "Ehemmm, look, we found a nice booth over in the corner. Why don't you two join us."
As they approached the booth, Dave got up allowing Kate to slide in. Leslie slid into the other side and Rick sat next to her. They did their introductions again for Leslie's benefit, and ordered drinks. The awkwardness disappeared as they filled Leslie in on how they met the last time. In no time, they were all trading stories and laughing while the drinks kept coming.
They were interrupted briefly by a bellhop who informed Rick that his suite was ready. "Your bags have already been delivered to the room. May I escort you there?"
"Uhh, no, that won't be necessary." Rick exchanged a tip for the key card, and looked over at Kate. "Well, I guess we should go up."
Kate and Dave glanced at one another."Why don't we just move the party up there," offered Kate. "It's supposed to be a big suite with a great view and everything. Look, you and Leslie head up there. Dave and I will finish our drinks, and have another dance or two since you never dance with me. Then we'll meet you up there in, what, half an hour?"
"Uhh, OK, Kate," Rick answered looking confused. "I guess I could go up and make sure the minibar is stocked and all. Thirty minutes, right?"
"Sure, sure, about that long. That would be great."
Rick and Leslie slide out of the booth. Rick looks back and Kate and Kate shoos him away with a brush of her fingers and a smile.
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"I thought they'd never leave."
"You're bad."
Dave kissed her. She didn't object. "Are we really going up there so soon?" he whispered in her ear.
"Maybe not exactly 30 minutes. Come on. It's a nice slow one. Let's dance."
The last time Dave held Kate like this, right here in this same room, he had Rick's permission to seduce his wife. At least he thought he had. Rick had no intention of letting him follow through. This time, Dave intended things to be different.
"You seem to remember about where we left off last time," Kate smiled up at him. "It's been four months. You're supposed to call a doctor if it lasts more than four hours."
"Real funny, Kate. I've had a lot of time to think about it. About you."
"Down, boy. I promised you the hottest night of your life, but you gotta work a little bit for it."
"OK, then let's go up to the room."
"It hasn't been 30 minutes yet."
"Not your room. My room. We can wait there."
"Dave...we can't. You know we can't. You know why we're here."
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Rick opened the door to the suite, and both of them were blown away. Rick usually got a decent room at this hotel, but nothing like this.
"God, it's beautiful," cried Leslie. "I've never been in a suite before. Wow, look at this!" she exclaimed turning a "hills are alive" circle with her arms extended. "It's bigger than my apartment. Two bedrooms. Two bathrooms." Her excited voice reverberated through the suite as she practically ran from room to room. She ran back into the living room, and jumped into Rick's arms, knocking him back onto the couch with her on top. She kissed him. He kissed back. Then he came to his senses. "Leslie, stop it. Kate will be up here any minute."
"Oh yeah? You think so? With Dave or whatever his name is sniffing around her again? I don't think so, Rick."
Just then there was a knock on the door. Rick jumped up, dropping a surprised Leslie to the floor. "See! I told you," he said, smoothing back his hair and tucking in his shirt.
Rick opened the door and a young brunette about Leslie's age pushed into his arms. "You must be Rick." Looking past him at the huge room and the expanse of glass looking out onto the Las Vegas Strip, "And this must be Heaven!" she laughed.
"Hi, Teri," Leslie greeted. "I told you! It's amazing and so is Rick," she said hugging him from behind, then pulling up his shirt tail. "I hope you don't mind me inviting Teri."