Reporting Pt 01

It is amazing that some people's ability to be so naive and yet so devious often clouds commonsense to the point of being ridiculous.

A simple question often comes to mind.

Why would a husband or group of husbands ever be comfortable and accept a proposal from their wives that they go to a place of extremes like Las Vegas for a week while the men look after their children? Alternatively, why would a group of wives ever be comfortable that their men go off on a holiday together austensibly to play golf for a week in a location like Las Vegas or even Southern California while the wives look after the kids? How far can trust be provided as that excuse or is there another thought?

The old adage of what goes on in Las Vegas (or on the trip away) stays in Las Vegas is marketing maybe or a test of the 7 year itch?

In these places of extremes there are always people who are watching, waiting for their opportunities to arise. There are risks and photographers. There are people who just need to break out of their controlled lives even if only for a week and they can go back to somewhat normality or so they tell themselves. Are we ever the same again after we go to say Las Vegas as a single gender group and come home to those recurring domestic issues? The mind has such a confusion of ethics, analysis and self-justification, sometimes thrown in with ego and revenge that the Las Vegas's of this world are cathartic or catalysts if you pardon the use of complicated words.

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The Background

While all the members of the Houston Wives Club had looked appreciatively at that great rear end of a tradie walking up the street in front of them, or down the beach or pool when enjoying a swim with the kids, not a one had ventured outside their marriages for any form of sexual relationship since they married their men. All were healthy, attractive and interesting women who had a decent competitive spirit in themselves.

Jake and Toni's life had been very similar to many of the members of the Houston Wives Club. Met at Uni, enjoyed the pleasures of many others while in the dorms, graduated and soon after got married. The wives worked for a year or two or three and then set out to have a family having bought a house with a decent mortgage and severely reduced cash flows. Once the kids were old enough the ladies got part time jobs and some also studied like Toni. The men's careers advanced and they worked long hours in the heat, in Jakes case as an engineer working for a consulting group on the rigs in the Gulf on a fly-in fly-out basis. The wives saw less of their men and the ladies were all at the sexual prime. They all met down at the local gym to keep their pre-kids bodies as long as possible and all were very fit.

Toni, Belle and Sam were the closest of friends and all worked as models until their first child arrived. Toni had studied sports medicine post uni to help her get her part time instructors job at the gym. It was noticeable that all the members were growing more interested in some of the men's "physique's" down at the gym as their interest in sex with their husbands waned.

In this context Toni and Jake had several "conversations", but they always stumbled on how to deal with the kids. So short term separate holidays seem to be a part answer, along with plenty of low cost entertainment at friend's homes and the occasional naughty weekend when the grandparents could be convinced to be minders. Truth is that might have satisfied the guys who escaped the humdrum of life with managing the kids and the household, but definitely not the wives. For one Toni had a good idea that Jake's golf holidays ended up being more than just sinking puts on 18 greens a day, but she had subtly agreed with Jake to ignore the details so long as they weren't too drastic; it was her turn and so long as the facts stayed out of Houston then the assumption was Jake would let her get on with some reasonable fun in her life. The caution was always on the words drastic and reasonable for married people with kids, family, a mortgage and a reputation to uphold in a conservative community.

The Trips Planning

Toni had provided Jake his favourite roast dinner this Sunday having got home from his golf game at the Club and the kids were now in bed : You know the members of the Houston Wives Club, meaning girls like Red, Moni, Belle and Frankie, we got together this afternoon to plan our activities for the next few months and one proposal came up that we all agreed was a brilliant idea.

Jake: OK your face tells me this is going to cost.

Toni: Well all ten of us reckon that it is time we got a bit of a quid pro quo for you guys having had two trips to play golf this last twelve months down in California. Frankie says you guys may have another one planned around Las Vegas in the next couple of months or so. Meaning we want to have our own trip to Las Vegas to go shopping, sunbaking, some night clubbing and catching up on pure girl's time. Some may want to go the Canyons because they have never been there and we all just want to get out of home for a while before our kids get to go to school and we get locked in to the three o'çlock pick-ups.

Jake: Still going to cost money. And my trips were partly paid by my contracting company as a bonus trip for meeting our targets.

Toni: Well I've been saving up from my gym instructor and exercise classes that I give downtown. I know I have two grand and Samantha and I can share a room. So a week down there at the Bellagio should be manageable, especially by the time we can organize this I should have saved some more.

Jake knew he was boxed in: What about the kids?

Toni: With you and your fly-in and out shifts I should be able to organize a slot that you will home for the week. You told me you were going to have 10 days off at the end of the month, so how about then?

Jake ran out of why not's: OK I just want to make sure you have enough money so let's get the costs sorted out and I can leave it to you to make your own bookings to lock in with the ten girls as you call them. I don't want you to be short of money down there as Las Vegas is not a place to be cash poor. Make sure you have loaded your debit card.

Deal?

Toni: Deal.

But he was not impressed.

Jake guided Toni back up against the kitchen bench and lifted her hands behind his head holding her tightly as his hands wandered down her body over her t shirt and down the front of ultra short mini skirt, firstly feeling only a soft lace bra and then a brief g string covering her pussy: I better give you something to remember in case your pussy gets lonely while I am away.

Toni thought to herself: You mean the first time this month as you exit to the plane you want a quicky. So I get my sexy gear on, give you a great meal, flaunt my body and my god gives me a quicky. If that is all I am going to get it is hopefully better than no sex at all.

Jake undid his zipper and freed his average size cock, parted Toni's legs and pushed the g string to the side. He lifted her up onto the bench, teased her clit to get some precum going for himself and shoved his hard cock up her somewhat unceremoniously and proceeded to fuck her.

Toni: I hope the kids stay asleep with all your huffing and puffing.

Jake: That pussy is sucking me in. It's telling me you want it bad.

Toni: A little bit more of the sexy talk honey might get you a bit deeper. We haven't done the kitchen table yet. Can we swap over please as my back is copping a pot.

Jake was a really strong man from his years on the platforms working his way up to consulting supervisor. He lifted Toni effortlessly of the bench while remaining deeply embedded and laid her prone on her back on the solid kitchen table and the caused the table to shake with his thrusts. Not gentle loving from a caring husband, just fucking as if she was some slut on the table legs high over his shoulders and his cock trying to get deeper into her gap.

Toni thought: Crap sex. Pitty he was not bigger as I could at least get my orgasm going like I used to back in the dorms.

He did not last long, which was common these days and he blasted a smallish load into her pussy. Toni was left with a sore back and neck, no orgasm and a wet pussy wanting action to get her that elusive cum.

Standing back as he exited Jake used a tissue to wipe himself and looked into her face: Sorry but got to crash now as I have a six o'clock flight out tomorrow morning. Loved the roast and the pussy.

Toni somewhat sarcastically: Oh come on back next week Mr Smith. Maybe we can do it again some time?

Jake just ignored her suggestions and headed for the shower and bed.

Toni was hopeful of a long love session tonight as she knew Jake was going to be on site for 5 days, but no way. She grabbed her own tissue and wiped her pussy as it tingled from the afters of that unsatisfying quicky and unintentionally looked at it and the liquid she collected. What did interest her was the small amount of cum on the tissue; this was very strange since they had not had sex together for over two weeks and she was expecting Jake to be full to the brim of beautiful white liquid that he was going to download tonight if she had anything to do with it.

Toni thought: Oh dear...No I should not be asking myself that question.

Toni put her g string back into place, disposed of the tissue in the waste bin, loaded the dishwasher, checked the time and recognised Sam (Samantha) was getting home from the gym about now.

Toni: Hi Sam. I got the go-ahead and not much else. How about you and the others?

Sam: Looks like we are 100% going then. Let's go down the travel agents tomorrow after our classes. Sorry kids and in the bath. Got to go. Bye.

Toni's mind was racing with all the details she needed to organize with the kids, the food and all the family stuff and then about her wardrobe or lack of it to leave some space in her bag for her shopping. Eventually she crashed but happy for the first time in a long while that she was going to have some time to herself, no kids or angry moments as they came home from kindy and peace to work on some of her own obvious issues in their marriage.

With Jake away Toni was able to put in a lot of classes at the gym, organize her trip with the girls and plan her bag, plus spend plenty of time with the kids with no need to keep her relationship strong with husband away on the platform somewhere in the Gulf.

The Next Week in Houston

With one week to go it was time to collect her tickets so she caught up with Belle at the travel agent's.

They enjoyed a coffee together next door talking away all that girls would do in advance of their trip to escape their humdrums.

Belle: I have wanting to talk to you quietly for a few days now so I made sure we were going to collect at the same time.

Toni: Yes, I don't know how to put this but sister has been doing shifts in the pro shop at Jake's club. She has seen photos of we girls and our other halves around home and she recognized Jake. He has been getting rather friendly with a member there called Angie and they have played the last two Sunday rounds together. Friendly like putting his arm around her back and showing her how to improve her strokes at the range. She even reckons Jake has made a pass at her, but she may just be a hopeful single over sexed female without a boyfriend. Maybe innocent, maybe not. Just to let you know. The old fuddy duddies at the club have been lifting their eyebrows. Yes they can be pains at times.

Toni: Fine but not. Get sis to let me know if it escalates as I know Jake would be horrified if he was not able to play golf on his occasional weekends off.

On a slightly different track, Jake has not been too amorous if you get my vibes lately. I took it that he was exhausted after his long shifts down on the Gulf platforms and he sleeps a lot every time he gets back after his 14 days on. So we are a bit tetchy with each other at the moment.

Forget about him, more importantly what are we going to wear over there. All the girls are very competitive types and it is going to be warm to hot.

Belle: You used to work down there in your modelling days so I should be asking you.

Toni: My plan is plenty of bikinis and beach type gear, sandals, short shorts, a few black minis that I may buy down there for the night clubs and light on the lingerie. Maybe a couple of more formal outfits if we get to go somewhere special? There are some great shops down there and I haven't been me shopping for a long time. Probably leave with my bag half full and come back full.

Belle: Sounds like a plan to me. I haven't been dancing for so long. So dancing gear and ditch the jewellery apart from a couple of eye catchers.

Toni: And who's eyes are you wanting to catch?

Belle with a smirk across the face: Why Toní, the girls of course.

That ended the coffee break as both had to get home to collect their terrors from kindergarten, pre-school and school.

As she packed her clothes Toni said to herself one conservative outfit only, apart from what I wear on the plane. Leave the bag half full for some shopping. Some see through tops and T shirts, sexy shorts, best bikinis and underwear, sandals and high pumps. Too hot for heavy makeup and jackets. Simple light jewellery and one or two items that were in the bottom of her wardrobe that had not been seen by husband for fear of him going crazy at the cost. For once in seven years she wore one fun smile like she used when she was single and modelling. Her pussy tingled with excitement and interest, again something that had been missing in action. She looked in her drawers and saw her dildo, her friend that allowed her to remain sane while Jake was away; not going to be needed on this trip so she hoped, so a no for her long black friend. Two watches and her Iphone and she was done.

The Bellagio- Sunday

All the "girls" arrived on the same flight and transferred to the Bellagio. A few had been here before in their single days and truth be known they were surprised all were given leave passes by their husbands.

All marveled at the building and then via a tour they checked out the restaurants, the spa, Hyde, Lil's Bar and the pool. There was so much to see and potentially plan they settled in the Petrossian Bar with their first cocktails.

Trying to manage 10 women and their individual whims, desires and weaknesses is just impossible so they decided to have daily gatherings over breakfast for those not on tours and see what groups would be formed for that day's activities.

Toni, Belle and Sam were focused on shopping, a tan all over, the night clubs, a little gambling because they did not have much free cash and the male scenery on show. Others wanted to do trips around the Canyons as well.

The mandatory phone calls back home to check on the kids and Jake's golf game, explain their rooms and what the plans were for the next day or so were completed. Whether Jake was jealous or reconsidering why he ever let Toni go to Las Vegas with a group of women in their early thirties or just ambivalent, he came across cool to Toni, who was seeking reassurance from her man that all was fine.

Toni decided she would not concern herself about what was or was not happening back in Houston and she was going to live the days while she and her close friends were here and now.

She looked around her room. It was adequate with a queen size bed, a small bar, bathroom and lounge with TV and wifi. There were plenty of in room adverts for the nightly entertainment, Cirque du Soleil and the gambling facilities.

The girls had settled on the Buffet for their first night to stay together, knowing that was going to be the last they probably were together as a group until the following Sunday, so tonight's attire was going to be casual.

Toni checked her bag and settled on a casual yellow mid length sundress with shoe string straps, no bra and sandals. She had a pretty good idea that Belle and Sam would be like sisters in their dress sense.

The women settled in at the Buffet each one starving having had little to eat since their breakfast back home. The wine soon flowed freely as each woman competed for the groups attention, slowly becoming more outlandish as they checked out the good looking men wandering around the counters and of course the waiters.

Tonight set the scene for the women because each in their own way was on the lookout for that experience they could take home freely and wantonly filling a hole in their lives that needed attention. None of them would admit it to the group but they were interested in a man between their legs, not necessarily tonight, but more than enough to remove that itch that had entered their pussies as soon as they arrived in that town called Las Vegas.

Toni, Belle and Sam wandered off after paying their bills to check out the fountains, the bars and the disco. They danced into the early hours as three suddenly freed women, never knocking back a chance to dance with any decent looking males that passed their way. It was too early to want to centre on one man so they enjoyed the men's company, attention and loose hands and always rejoined at the end of each break as a caution.

Toni: That last guy really enjoyed my rear. He was grinding away and he had one rather large cock that met up with my covered pussy a few times out there.

Belle: Did you see the way that hunk had my arms up high as he buried his face in between my small boobs.

Sam: My guy was obviously one of the group of guys over there that have been watching us ever since we came in. He wanted to know who we were, how long we were staying and if we were randy married chicks looking for a bit of loose cock. No pretense from him.

Toni: And what did you say there angelic Sam? Knowing you I have a pretty good idea.

Sam: First names, a week and maybe, possibly and almost certain later in the week. He also said that a guy called Garry had his eyes on you there Toni and Belle there was a large guy called Stephen that had his eyes on you. My guy was wanting to offer me a drink with those two in the Baccarat Bar, so if you are willing I suggest we accept their invitation?

The result was a: Why not, just a drink?

The "girls" smiled a yes to the three guys and the six ventured off to a quieter place to discover a lot more about each other.

There is no really quiet place in a place like the Bellagio other than one of the suites or rooms, so they found a circular table in the Baccarat Bar, paired off and set about breaking down barriers. The guys provided the cocktails and the conversations.

Gary: Well thanks ladies for joining us. We are here celebrating a really good year and we are enjoying a decent bonus for the next week. All expenses paid, no expense spared.

Toni: So what do you guys do?

Gary: We have a family business that we all started with some family money after we left uni up in Boston. The last twelve months has seen our people grow in number and our fun go through the roof.

Toni: But what do you do to pay the bills?

Stephen: Brother here does not like to let people in on our business because he does not want competition. Essentially we are professional gamblers and we manage poker competitions.

Gary: I hope that does not turn you off us, but we work huge hours and this week is one where we can just let off steam, have stacks of fun and blow some cash.

Are you girls here to have as much fun as you can cram into a week or are you conservative types that are not up for a life gamble? We are gamblers who work very hard at what we do and we play hard. Are you willing to take a risk on us?