Texting
Alex: Hey Grace. It's Alex. Did you hear they are changing symposium from Chicago to Vegas?
Grace: I just read the email. Seems a bit late to do that don't you think?
Alex: It does but I guess the survey they sent out to all the members said it was hands down they would prefer Vegas over Chicago.
Grace: I've never been to Vegas so it should be fun fun fun.
Alex: I have done some research on flights already. There is one leaving at 8am out of Toronto or we can leave Detroit at 6. Depends when you want to get there. Around noon or at night?
Grace: Oooh I think that is the week of the "Everything to do with sex show" in Toronto. I wonder if it is on. We should go before if it's on. Let me check.
Alex: What is the Everything to do with sex show?
Grace: It's a trade show of sex stuff. It's so fun. I went a couple years ago with some girlfriends. I've wanted to go again ever since.
Alex: Ah. If we go we will have to head down the day before because the flight is early.
Grace: Yay! It's on!!! We have to go. It's at the convention centre which is right near the airport. Are you in?
Alex: Most definitely! I'll book the hotel and flight and you book the tickets for the show. We can probably park at the hotel for the trip and take a shuttle to the airport in the morning.
Grace: Deal!
A couple weeks later
Alex: I booked the flights and the hotel. I'll pick u up and we can carpool to Toronto.
Grace: Awesome. The tickets for the show came in today. I'm so excited.
Alex: you've got me excited too. Can hardly wait.
Grace: how excited did I get you? Lol
Alex: not quite as excited as our late night porn session in the hotel but still excited none the less.
Grace: That was crazy. I was so worked up from it. My panties definitely were a little moist. Lol.
Alex: Ya. That's HOT. I can't lie. I was a little stiff in the pants too.
Grace: ummm. I kinda noticed the tent you pitched. :)
Alex: Combined with the porn and the sexy half naked lady sitting next to me it was a little hard to control.
Grace: well it was flattering!!! :) I do have to warn you though. The last time I was at the sex show I ended up buying a few things and may have been a little overly excited at times.
Alex: Just being there will be an experience for me. I'll follow you where ever you need to go and try not to pitch my tent too high.
Grace: LMFAO. I'm sure you won't be the only guy poking people accidentally with their tent pole. Alrighty. I better get going. I have a few things to do before bed.
Alex: And would those things happen to involve battery powered devices? ;)
Grace. Ummm. Maybe or maybe not. Night Alex. Thanks again for booking the travel stuff. Just send me an invoice and I'll get you reimbursed.
Alex: No problem. Sweet Dreams.
Alex picked up Grace at home in his jacked up Ford F150. It wasn't the typical insurance man's vehicle but he always loved big trucks since he was a kid. It was 10am so the rest of the household was gone for the day. Grace opened the door with a huge smile and once the door was closed gave him a welcome hug.
"I hope I didn't forget anything. It's all here,"she said as she pointed to a couple bags and one piece of Samsonite luggage. "Do you have your passport?" Alex asked. Grace pulled the little booklet out of her purse to show Alex as well as confirmation for herself.
Alex grabbed her bags and placed them in the truck. Grace literally jumped in the passenger seat of the lifted truck and buckled up. "I love this truck. Kinda had a thing for guys in big trucks at one time," she said in a way that was difficult to tell if it contained sarcasm or the truth. Alex thought likely a bit of both.
Grace had some last minute emails to do so the 2 hour drive was relatively quiet.
"All done! No more work for me until our meeting I promise," she said about 20 minutes away from their destination.
Alex pulled into the Marriott hotel he had booked so they could get their rooms and drop off the luggage. He made sure during the booking they had adjacent rooms again. Alex and Grace agreed they needed 30 minutes for a bathroom break and freshen up for the show. Both took showers and changed out of their comfy travel clothes and into something more fashionable. Alex wore jeans and a long sleeve Abercrombie shirt while Grace dressed into black tight jeans and a red V-neck top. The black lace bra she was wearing was visibly lifting and presenting her breasts through the "V" of the shirt creating a cleavage focal point most men would have a hard time resisting.
Alex opened the adjoining door at Grace's knock and she strolled in with a hint of perfume following her. As expected Alex couldn't help but get a glance at Grace's chest. Grace smirked and felt complimented at his notice.
"Ready to go," Alex asked.
"Yup but let's get a drink downstairs first before we call a cab," Grace replied.
"After you," Alex offered as he opened the door to the hallway.
After the second glass of wine Alex politely requested the waiter to call them a cab and ordered a third glass. They gulped down the red liquid before their ride arrived. Feeling giddy they frolicked out the lobby doors and down the front steps towards the taxi waiting in the drive-through entrance. The short ride to the show was quiet but there was a sense of childish playfulness in the air. Both were intensely eager to get to the show but were embarrassed of expressing it. The lag of alcohol induced candour hadn't kicked in yet.
The massive room filled with booths was larger than Alex had imagined. This show dwarfed 'Home Shows' he had visited in his home town. He didn't know where to look first. The room was filled with sexual devices and displays of nudity. Alex was literally spinning in circles absorbing all he could. Grace noticed and grabbed his hand, "this way," and they headed down the first isle. Grace was a methodical person and had a planned route to see "everything" in the show.
They stopped at the first booth filled with bottles of flavored lubricants. There was a poster hung on the back of the display of a man licking a lady's naval filled with a colorless fluid, presumably of the product being sold. Flashing lights on all the corners of the display were causing Alex's pupils to constrict. There was even eye droppers in samplers to taste the different slippery liquids.
Grace quickly had seen enough and dragged Alex onward. The next booth in line was less sophisticated than the last. Homemade leather masks,chaps, bras, restraints and other bondage devices filled two fold up tables at the front of the allowed space. A single exhibitor sat in a chair while weaving several strips of leather into a whip handle. Grace's eyes scanned the cluttered tables without stopping to investigate further.
Grace continued to pull Alex slowly past booths examining each as if on an assembly line. She stop at one on the end of the first isle. The booth was larger than most and had several manufactured display stands all designed with the same colours and fashion. The displays were topped with buzzing and twirling devices. Some looked like penises while others took on odd shapes. Like a cell phone display each device was connected by a cable to prevent theft. Patrons were allowed to fondle and study each phallus as they wished.
"Check out this one," Grace called as she grabbed a pink curved toy from a shelf. It buzzed in her hand as she played with the vibration settings. "Wow, this one would make me gush. It's designed especially for the g spot," Grace offered as she continued to study the device. "Gush? You can squirt?" Alex asked flabbergasted.
"Sometimes. I can't believe I just said that," Grace replied now blushing. "Don't be embarrassed. I think that's amazing you have that ability. It's secretly on my bucket list to witness that in real life. I thought it was rare and only porn stars could do it," Alex said trying to make Grace comfortable with her candidness. "Well I can do it and I'm certainly not a porn star. Not all the time but under certain situations it's wild," Grace replied feeling comfortable after Alex made no judgement of her unique ability.
"So is it a lot or just a little?" Alex questioned out of curiosity.
"Ummmm," Grace paused nervous to respond. After a short moment Grace gave in and answered, "If I don't use a towel under me it's like flip the mattress over when I gush."