A Bottle of Cris and a Thousand Bucks
"Hey baby, why don't you wear the tight red one from last Christmas' party?" I said to my lovely wife as we were dressing to go out for another wild night on south beach.
"The red one? I can't wear that one silly, you remember it got ripped on the side the last time I wore it, why are you playing?" she said.
"Oh shit, that's right. How could I forget about that dress? Damn but that one looked so sweet on you that night."
"Yeah it did, but we had more fun after it was off, didn't we?" she replied.
Last Christmas...
"Yo, wassup brother?" I said to Marcos my best friend.
"Ah, chillin dog, hey this party is gonna be off the hook, the party boat is leaving from port of Miami at 8 pm and once we hit international waters, its on kid. Gambling drinking and dancing till we pass out and the boss got the boat just for us this time, they're should be about 100 people on board not too crowded but enough room to play." he said.
"Is Renee ready, cause me and Rosa are good to go, I'll come by and scoop you up now and we can get there by 7."
"Let's do this son, I'll have the Remy red on ice when you get here"
So off to the party we were, myself in an Armani exchange cotton pullover and slacks, form fitting on my 6' 2" frame of pretty well defined body if I might say so. Shit all those hours pumping and sweating better get me some good results. Rosa in her bad ass red Dior that I just bought her, accenting her petite and tight 5'4" body. The dress was tight and low cut showing off her creamy brown back and plump C cup breasts and always-hard nipples.
We were a pretty hot looking couple together and even hotter when the club was playing some salsa music as we worked the rhythm of the music better than some dance shows could ever dream of. Marcos and Renee were another hot number themselves as we shared our love of dressing and dancing together. Renee was wearing a slinky little black number that night, and as usual no bra as she loved showing off her tremendously firm and perky b-cup breasts and incredibly shapely ass of hers. Yeah I gotta admit sneaking a few peaks at my buddy's wife over the years. That long blond hair and white skin on his wife got me thinking what a lucky couple of guys we were.
We got to the party, and wasted no time getting down to business like true players had to. Straight to the blackjack tables we went with a bottle of Cristal Champagne on ice and quite a few winning hands in front of us. I soon found myself up about $1200 bucks and Marcos was about $1500 in the green. That was good enough for us we thought as we had better go find the women and get some dancing in before they go off and jump ship on us. So we searched for the club and found our ladies tearing up the dance floor to some new merengue jam by Oro Solido, they were dancing together and damn they looked good hip to hip and breast to breast. We quickly stepped in and took our wifes to tell them the news of our winnings and get us another bottle of the bubbly stuff. We sat and laughed and danced some more before we decided to head towards the cabins for the nightcap.
We got to the cabin and found it to be pretty comfortable for a mid size casino boat. Enough room for a close to king sized bed, and enough room to walk around in as well. That was perfect enough for us however the problem was that there was only one cabin reserved for the both of us with no more available.
"Fuck it kid, we just gonna have to share tonight", Marcos said which elicited a giggling spree from the women.
"What's so funny about that?" I said.