REPORTING -- CRUNCH TIME
Ten married ladies had left from Houston for a week's holiday in Las Vegas as members of the Houston Wives Club. Their eyes have been opened to so many different moralities, attitudes and sights that they are no longer really describable as innocent wives from highly protected environments letting their hair down and able to return to their home lives as if nothing had transpired. Las Vegas does that to you and anyone who ventures there will eventually take that on board.
Their sex lives have been transformed and they now know very clearly what is reasonable to expect from loving husbands and if not then lovers.
Meanwhile their husbands have all been looking after the kids, with of course their parents help and on all fronts would be desperately welcoming their wives home to free themselves from the grind and the regularly screaming kids. At least three of those husbands have been plotting for an improvement in their sex lives with or via those wandering wives one way or another.
Every one of those wives loved their kids ever so much. While several felt they were trapped in marriages, their kids came first 100% of the time and whatever transpired back in Houston after their own adventures in Las Vegas, their kids would need to be isolated as best possible.
It was with this background the ten very close women, all around their late twenties early thirties with two kids, husband, mortgage, well-educated and having to work part-time to keep the wolves at bay, gathered in the GrandFountain Casino luncheon restaurant in Las Vegas.
Lunch Sunday Las Vegas
As you would expect there was plenty of chatter, laughter and escapist comments. No one was going to go out on a limb and let everyone know exactly what and who they had been doing, but truth was it was unnecessary because they all had been doing what comes naturally in a place like Las Vegas. They talked about the shows, the bargains in the shops, the discos, the food and wine and subtly about some of the men they had "met".
If you were able to enter the minds of these women and analyse what they were all thinking:
absolutely no regrets about what we have done other than we did not have enough time to do it;
when are we coming back and Toni how about later in the year when it is warmer and we can use the pool to fill in our sunlight hours;
some real overtime at work is going to be required to pay down our credit cards (for those who had not been "working" down here);
there were a lot of things we have loved to do or men we would have loved to enjoy; and
our men are going to up their games back home or else.
It was open that Shirley and Levine had thrown their no good husbands out before they got on the plane and they were going to come back regularly for whatever work they could to pay the bills back home. There was no need to spell that out to these women, now well experienced but in reality apprentices in the tough world of Las Vegas.
Toni:
We only have a few minutes before we have to head for the airport bus. But there are three things I have to say. Please take careful note.
If we are ever to be able to return to Las Vegas while we are still married, we have to agree each and every one of us that whatever happened down here stays here. Talk about the shops, the discos, the food, the tours, but that's it. If one of us blabs anything even to our close friends that is going to zoom around Houston circles like a brush fire and every one of us is going to get drawn in. If you get cornered the only answer is "We had a great time, maybe a fantastic time. If you really want to know well come with us next time and you will know how much fun you can have yourself".
Do we all agree?
The response was unanimous, surprising for a load of chatterbox women, but it did recognise the freedom they were able to enjoy and they had a responsibility not only to themselves but also to the other nine women on the trip.
I get the opinion that every one of us wants to come back when the weather is a bit warmer and do more of what we enjoyed most, whatever that means. So if we all keep our mouths closed, firmly closed, we will organise another trip for May 2019. If you want to bring along a good friend then fine, but make sure you know their motivations. We don't want blackmail raging now do we?
Agreed?
Now my guess is that Shirley and Levine aren't going to be the only ones with marital issues back home, otherwise we would not have come here in the first place. We absolutely must stick together like glue, even if we are under threat. Our next coffee morning is on Friday so anyone with problems can talk them through then or you know my home number and we can organise at least one of us to urgently come to your place or you can come to my place with your kids for a safe night or two.
The women knew exactly what she meant and for a group of ten talkative women, those thoughts were well embedded as they drank their last coffee and headed for the lifts.
Toni, Belle and Sam stayed back in a very private corner for five minutes to talk over some of the feedback from the other seven women and the P.I's report. All seemed convinced that no-one was going to leak. The answer to all their own problems was in the short term, at least until after Christmas now approaching rapidly, they should provide their husbands with all the sex they could handle and there was not going to be a joint night out ending at Sam's place until the New Year if ever. Toni and the girls noted that Gino had some special stuff he could not email and they knew he was after a bonus to ensure that was kept private.
There was going to be a lot of thinking done on that plane and not all of it would be negative. The women could not avoid the positive side of their early sex lives with their husbands, one issue was how to rejuvenate and refresh those thoughts. They had a few hours to come up with some ideas that would hopefully work for them.
The Party in Houston at Angie and Raphael's Mansion.
Jake dropped the two daughters off at Toni's mums place to be told:
Don't forget we have a birthday gathering for Toni's dad tonight. Will not be a late night, so come around after you pick up Toni. Just drinks, nibblies and cake.
Jake was not overly friendly with Toni's parents but he knew that was not a request. He headed out quickly after he settled his girls.
Thinking of little other than what was between his legs and his encouragement from the hosts to meet and greet some fantastic sexy horny women he rushed off and soon arrived at the venue. Not being aware of his surroundings and having been there only once before he did not notice the van parked down the road with antennae and high tech gear on the roof. Gino was awake and ready to go.
Jake was so confident he strode up to the front door oblivious to all around him.
The knock was greeted by Sharon at the front door in a slinky hugging body suit:
Hi Angie told me about you. You must be Jake. She said you've volunteered to be our barman.
Looking straight into Jakes face: