My wife and I "found" each other late in life. We were introduced by friends whom thought we would have liked each other.
They set us up at a New Year's Eve party and by the 4th of July we had moved in together. She has a promising career as regional director and I opted for an early retirement from a law firm. As luck would have it, her company needs legal counsel from time to time, so I have done some consulting from time to time.
We were preparing to celebrate our 5th Anniversary together when she got a last minute "tasking" for a business trip to Las Vegas. We paid the difference for me to go and decided to make the trip our getaway for a long weekend.
We settled into the hotel and went downstairs for some late afternoon gambling. As we sat at the table, the client kept calling her wanting to know if she would be able to move the meeting Monday afternoon rather than Saturday morning. "It could not have worked out any better."
Since we had traveled from the east coast, we were starving by 3:30 and headed to the buffet. It was a joke. So we headed to the lobby to ask about a better place to eat and they sent us down the street. On the way there, we navigated a crowded and cluttered sidewalk.
People were selling everything. Handing out fliers and there were tons of street performers, drag queens and many others in costume.
We got separated by a Bachelorette Party. The girls had tied themselves together and it made for a "crowd buster" on the sidewalk. As I looked over to see my wife looking at me, an Asian woman stepped in front of me and handed me a flier to a prostitution ranch nearby. At first I refused. She looked at me and said, "Its legal here ..."
I took the flier just to get her out of my face and then looked up to see my wife taking a picture with a couple of knights from an Excalibur show.
We let the Bachelorette Party pass and got back together. We made it to the restaurant and got a table in 10 minutes.
"Well THAT was interesting ..." she said.
I looked at her and smiled. "How so?" I asked.
"You saw the guys taking a photo with me?" she asked.
I nodded.
She got a little red.
"Well?" I kind of begged.
She cleared her throat, "As I raised the camera to take the picture they BOTH grabbed my ass!!"
"Jesus!!" I blurted out.
She started laughing ... "I have to admit, I liked it ... but I liked what they said even more."
I calmed down a little. "What did they say?"
She turned red again. "They said that they usually charge $5 a picture ... but since I was the hottest woman they had seen in over an hour, they would take as many pictures as I want for free."
It struck a little pride with her. It upset me but it was some harmless fun and (for her) I didn't make an issue of it since she actually enjoyed herself and THAT was why we were here.
"Then I would say they BOTH have a good eye." I said calmly.
"What happened to you?" she asked.
"The Bachelorette Party split us in two and then an Asian woman handed me a brochure for a time share." I lied.
"Let me see it ... We could get a free night in a 5 star hotel or something ..." she asked.
"BUSTED ... " I thought to myself.
"I dropped that one ... and then another guy gave me THIS ..." I replied as I handed her the flier for the prostitutes.
"What the FUCK?" she asked with her New York accent surfacing a little.
"Apparently it is legal here." I suggested.
"OH ... thaaat's RIGHT ... it is." she replied.
"So how about that Bachelorette Party?" I asked.
She turned red.
After we had been dating for about a year, she had a little too much to drink one night and confessed to me that during her first Bachelorette Party an old college room mate had made a pass at her. Had she not been drinking, I probably would have not gotten the whole story. The "Whole Story" was pretty juicy and graphic. She made no effort to stop herself as she told me how her old roommate had put the party together and (by design) the group ended up at her place for late night drinks. Some of the girls passed out, some dropped off before the main group got back to her old college roommate's place. Still, a pretty big group had made it back to the apartment. As everyone kept leaving, her old roommate made an effort to wear less and less clothing. She was also turning up the heat in her apartment as people left.
My wife was down to her shirt and panties as Tina (her old roommate) poured her a glass of wine.
Lacy, a mutual friend of Tina's and my wife came out of the bathroom and sat on the couch next to my wife. My wife recalled the evening as things unfolded:
Lacy was in her bra and panties. She had a glass of wine and a smirk on her face that let my wife know something was up.
Tina had locked the door after a few stragglers had left, dimmed the lights and brought the wine over to the couch. They each sat beside my wife on the couch (her in the middle). Tina was down to her panties and a push-up bra.
My wife Nancy had suspected that Tina was bi-sexual in college but never pressed her about it. Now it was completely obvious .. even intoxicated, Nancy could see where the lines were being drawn.
Lacy turned sideways on the couch and placed her hand on Nancy's thigh. She reached over to the coffee table and set her wine glass down. Her hand never moved.
Nancy swallowed really hard and became paralyzed with emotion, fear and excitement all at once.
Lacy slowly leaned back onto the couch and looked at Nancy. Her eyes darted away from Nancy's for a split second and then returned to Nancy's gaze.
No words were spoken.
Nancy felt Tina's fingers run through her hair. She turned to look at Tina and that was when Tina pulled Nancy's face towards hers and kissed her on the lips.