Viva Las Vegas, our Red Shoe Diary (Part I)
Now finally back in our hotel room, I began to reflect on the evenings events. Jan in the bathroom, showering, washing off the final remnants of all of sex she received. I picked up her thong, it was soaked with the many loads of cum that had drained from her cunt. Realizing that unless rinsed out soon, they would be a crusty mess by morning. Perfect, it was just the way I wanted them! A souvenir of our trip.
This is how they got in this condition!
Chapter 1
Jan and I (Michael) were in Las Vegas on an impromptu vacation. Our reservations at the Cromwell, a boutique hotel just across the street from the Bellagio. After a day of laying around the hotel's rooftop pool, we returned to the room to prepare for an evening on the town.
Jan, my significant other of many years, chose a killer black and white cocktail mini dress with a plunging neckline, putting a considerable amount of her firm 36D breasts on display. Standing barefoot at 5'9" Jan is taller than most women, but tonight with the additional height provided by 5 inch black stiletto heels, she towered above me. It didn't bother me a bit. With her long blonde hair and makeup done to perfection and ruby red lipstick, she was an absolute knockout. Just seeing her made my cock rock hard. I immediately wanted her naked again, to fuck her right there and then.
"Are you sure you don't want to have some fun before going out?"
"If you to have me again, you're gonna have to wait till later! Besides we just had sex this morning! I want to tease you, make sure your balls are fully recharged before I let you fuck me again!"
"But honey, seeing you looking this hot, they might just explode!"
"You'll survive!" she laughed. "Besides you don't really want to mess-up this hair and makeup, do you? Especially knowing just how much you want to show me off tonight. Make all those "other" men lust after me!"
"You're so cruel!" but I reluctantly agreed, but of course, this was just what I wanted her to do!
As you might have guessed, Jan and I are lifestyle friendly, have even swung on occasion. But hooking up with other couples is almost always a dicey situation. It is a truly rare occasion when all participants are equally attracted. Our most memorable extra-curricular sexual experiences are when we invite a single male to join us. In these situations, I'll participate when asked, but just love watching Jan having sex, possibly taking pics and video. Something can later share in private!
Finally leaving our hotel, we headed out into the night to sample what Vegas has to offer. One thing about Vegas. There are lots of attractive women, but I'm always amazed and pleased to see just how many heads Jan turns. Tall, blonde, beautiful, and big boobs seem to be the magic combination.
Me personally, gambling is not my thing. I get easily bored just sitting there watching Jan play. People watching, no make that, 'Jan watching', is where it's at for me. Sure, I like seeing other pretty women, but my real fascination is observing other men's reactions to Jan. Standing on the sidelines, pretending Jan is alone. Watching men as they catch a first glimpse of her, slowing down, heads turning, even if they are in the company of another woman. Always waiting for that one single male, with enough balls to make his move, and sit next to her. Perhaps even trying to engage her in conversation, trying to pick her up. Now that is my idea of a fun, exciting evening.
Jan on the other hand loves playing slots, but prefers spreading her gambling dollars over several casinos. This suits me just fine, providing even more opportunities for Jan watching. On this particular evening, we made the usual rounds of our favorite hotels, Bally's, Paris, Planet Hollywood, etc. We eventually stopped by the Cosmopolitan, my favorite place to see or be seen!
One of the interesting features of this hotel, is the gigantic Red Shoe on display in the casino. It's a popular place for taking tourist photos. Of course, with Jan looking this hot, I wanted to take a few pictures of her standing in it as well.
This is where we met Reggie!
Chapter 2
While taking her picture, a tall well dressed black man offered to take my picture with her.
I politely declined saying, "I don't want to spoil a great picture with my presence."
"I would have to agree. She looks outstanding in that dress. Having anyone else in that picture would certainly spoil it!" He quickly added, "Do you mind if I take a picture of her as well? She looks stunning!"
Not detecting any negative vibe from Jan, I told him, "Sure, be our guest." He thanked me and did just that. In fact, Reggie took several pictures of her. I think Jan liked the attention and compliments, but said nothing.
Pictures now taken, Reggie and I offered our hands to assist Jan. Climbing out of the shoe required quite a long step down to the floor, especially for someone in stiletto heels. As she did this, her dress rode up high enough to allow for a view of her shapely leg, and a quick glimpse of her thong. This view was not lost on myself or Reggie. With Jan back on terra firma, Reggie finally formally introduced himself. It turns out that Reggie was a Vegas native and a regular slot player at the Cosmopolitan, a high roller as we later found out.
Intimately familiar with this casino, Reggie gave Jan advice on slot machine selection.
"The glitzy machines with a commanding view of the casino floor, usually return the lowest payouts. Here, let me show you my favorites!" He then led us to a more remote corner of the casino, near the High Limit section.
"Over time these slots have done well. A secondary benefit was better access service bar and cocktail waitresses."
It turns out Reggie was indeed well known! As soon as we were seated, the slot host immediately stopped by, greeted Reggie by name, then called over a cocktail waitress to take our drink orders. Unlike the usual long wait, our drinks were delivered in less than 5 minutes. I offered a generous tip, but Reggie told me this was his treat. Then asked if we minded him joining the two of us to do some gambling as well.
"Of course, join us and good luck, but I'm not a gambler, so it's just you and Jan! Hopefully your not offended!"
"Not at all Michael!" There are times I think I should be following your lead!"
I gave him my line about people watching, leaving out the part about Jan watching" Since Jan seemed comfortable around him, I left the two of them alone and began to roam around the casino. What I really wanted was to give them some "alone" time, cruising by occasion to observe. Each time I came by, Reggie was still there playing, but seemed to be holding quite a conversation with her. Since they were facing a wall, it was hard to tell what was actually going on.
