Weekend Getaway
It was a sad day 2 years ago when Emily moved some 1200 miles away. We knew it was coming though. It's part of the military lifestyle, eventually you're going to move. Even with several months notice, Emily and I were unable to work out time for a final rendezvous before she left. Add to that the near 18 months since our quickies and you have what amounts to sexual torture. Well, maybe not torture but you get the idea.
"Guess where I'm going!" I texted Emily. We've been making jokes about meeting up in Vegas for a couple years now. Mostly for the irony of it being Sin City.
"Hell. That's not a hard question for anyone who knows you." Came the reply.
"Well, true. I was referring to something a bit more local." I texted back.
"Nudist colony?"
"You're not very good at this game. I have a medical conference in Vegas in April!" I shared. "You should join me."
"Hahaha! Yes and the excuse I'll use to make a solo trip to Vegas is...?" Emily inquired.
"No idea but I have faith you can figure it out! It's been twelve THOUSAND years since I've seen you." I sent back.
"Not happening but maybe you can find some new vixen to play with and tell me about after." Emily teased.
We went back and forth for a while longer without any success on my part. I knew it was a near impossible prospect for her to meet me there. With a working husband, two kids, and coaching crossfit it just wasn't feasible.
Since we started this affair, Emily and I "talk" just about every day. Most of those days are just general chit chat with the occasional sexting or sexual fantasy conversation thrown in. One of the ongoing conversations we've had involves swinging. Unfortunately, it never materialized.
Shortly after me asking her to join me in Vegas, Emily sent me a note telling me to read "Soft Swing pt 2" on Literotica. She described it as "EXACTLY" how she thinks our first swing would go.
Holy fuck! Talk about being spot on. Well, spot on as to how I feel it would go as well. The back and forth emotion, the intense sexuality along with being written from the female perspective made the story just incredible. The entire time I was reading it, I felt like Emily was the author. I'm pretty sure I masturbated 2-3 times a day for a week.
We had several more swinging conversations over the next couple weeks and were about 2 months out from my trip to Vegas when Emily texted me "Busy this morning?"
"Not really. Mostly housework. Folding laundry at the moment and watching Vikings." I replied.
A few minutes later, I got a Facetime request from Emily. When we first started our affair we exchanged a few videos of each other but hadn't done anything of the sort in several years. When I saw the Facetime request I really had no idea what was going on and thought something was wrong.
To my pleasant surprise, when I answered it opened to a view down Emily's naked body. "Holy Fuck!! That's not what I was expecting." I said.
"No? What were you expecting?" She asked as I watched her free hand move rhythmically between her legs.
"Umm...thought maybe something was wrong. This is much better."
"Oh good. I was a little nervous to try it." Emily admitted.
"Nervous? Don't be! I can't put into words how turned on I am right now." I said as I moved toward the bedroom. "Just a sec, I need to get naked" I said with a grin as I set the phone on the bed.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and laid on the bed, turning the camera to show Emily how hard she was making me.
"God I've missed your cock." she said as I watched her push her fingers inside herself.
"And he misses you. Fuck, I want to be inside you right now" I said as I start stroking my cock. "Fucking you slow and deep...watching your face as I bottom out with every thrust."
"Fuck yes" Emily encouraged "Harder" I heard her say as I watched her rub her clit faster.
I could see how wet she was as moved her fingers in and out, up to rub her clit, and slide back down between her wet lips. I love listening to Emily as she gets close to cumming. Her breathing speeds up, she starts with soft moans moving to small audible "ohs" that get louder and louder.
I was mesmerized watching and listening as Emily worked herself towards her climax. "Oh fuck, yes! Fuck me hard!" She blurted as she finger fucked herself faster.
"Fuck! I'm not going to last long!" I confessed as I found myself working my cock harder and faster.
"Oh YEEESSS!" Emily cried as I watched her legs clamp down on her hand and her body convulse in ecstasy.
Watching Emily's orgasm was more than enough to push me over the edge. "Fuck!" was all I could manage before shooting load after load.
By the time I gathered my post orgasm senses Emily had flipped her camera around and I could now see her beautiful, flushed, smiling face. "I don't think you realize just how fucking hot you are" I told her.
"Thank you" she said with a grin.
"That was awesome! What brought on that idea?" I asked.
"I had a dream about it a while back. Been wanting to try it for a while but I was nervous." she admitted.
"Nervous? You know you don't need to be nervous about anything will me" I said.
"Yeah well I was" she said as she stuck her tongue out at me.
"I'm just glad you got past the nervousness because that really was amazing." I said "Like holy fuck amazing. I'm going to have that amazing foggy head thing for the rest of the day now."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"I did. I enjoyed it a whole lot. I can only imagine the dreams I'm going to have tonight" I said.
"Good. Ok, I'm off to nap." Emily said
"Later, Sexy" I replied.
I ended up laying there for a while thinking about that sexy body of hers and what I just watched. It didn't take me long to get hard again so I decided to take a shower and have a second round of my own.
Things continued as normal over the next couple months. I made the occasional comment about how I still wanted her to join me in Vegas. Despite my best efforts, the answer was always no.
Finally the day came for me to hop on a plane and make my way to Vegas. I was encouraged by the thoughts of "what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" hoping I would find some sexy vixen to have my way with. Medical conferences have a high level of debauchery so I figured my chances were high.
Emily and I often talk and fantasize about hotel sex and what things/places/ways we'd like to have sex. So it was no surprise we talked about where I was staying and what sorts of things my hotel room would have. We always joke about how I should use my disabled veteran status to get a handicap room with one of those big showers with the bench and chairs.
I finally made it to Vegas and found my way to my hotel. The conference was Friday and Saturday so I flew in Thursday afternoon and was set to leave early Sunday morning.
The conference was being held at the MGM Grand. While we didn't have to stay at MGM, I got my room there to keep things easy. I made sure to take a picture of the hotel as we drove up and send it to Emily to rub in the fact I was in Vegas.
I made my way up to my room on the 21st floor. It was an impressive room with a king size bed, small sitting area with a couch, chair, work table, and TV. The room also had a large, wall sized window looking out over the strip.
I threw my suitcase on the bed and made my way over to take a look out the window. It was about 4 o'clock so I decided to look on my phone for a place to eat. Randomly, I was in the mood for sushi. I had just reached the window when there was a knock on the door.
Well that's interesting I thought as I made my way to the door. Did I forget something downstairs? Was it some weird person from the conference?
As I peered through the peep hole it took me a minute to register what I was seeing. There, in all her incredible, gorgeous beauty, stood Emily.
"How..er...I mean...What are you doing here?" came stumbling out of my mouth as I opened the door.
She just stood there, holding her rolling suitcase, with a big grin on her pretty face. "Ummm...I'm here to see you, genius. Going to invite me in or what."
"You're such a smart ass" I complimented her as I reached down to grab her luggage, pick her up, and kiss her all at the same time. I pushed the door shut with my foot as I dropped her luggage by the door, carrying her to the bed as we continued to make out like the long lost lovers we were.
As I laid Emily on the bed, I had to step back to take it all in. I couldn't believe we were in the same room together. I was totally blown away.