My wife, Pat, and I traveled to Las Vegas to celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary. We had arrived on a Thursday night to spend a 3 day weekend in the sin capital of the world. We had reserved a room in the newest casino resort on the strip. I always loved Las Vegas! It seemed there was a brand new resort every time I visited this desert oasis. I had been to Vegas 4 times since Pat and I had wed--always alone on business conventions until that trip.
We had a wonderful marriage and 2 great kids. Pat had arranged a babysitter for the weekend, so we could be alone and enjoy the special occasion. It was mid-February and the prospect of visiting the warm desert in the middle of the winter was ideal. We were both excited more than we had been in years.
Our sex life was passionate but the frequency was something that could be improved. Pat and I only made love every 2 months. It wasn't for the lack of love, however, we just couldn't schedule the time. With my wife carpooling and taking the kids to soccer practice, she was exhausted 7 days a week. She was a true soccer mom.
My job required constant travel and I was rarely home during the week. When we did have sex, my wife was very sexy making love. Although she only allowed the missionary position, she would get turned on as I whispered outrageous ideas into her ear. I would slowly turn up the verbal heat during our lovemaking and whisper dirty thoughts to her.
As I would enter her sex, I would ask her what she felt down there. She would tell me she felt something very hard and begin to moan softly. There is one thing my wife loves, and that is a hard dick. It turns her on immensely. As I would verbalize different fantasies, my wife would come like a harlot. They were tame suggestions like: what if I was a stranger? What if I was a woman?
Pat would moan and orgasm loudly the further I took my hot talk. Although she was the most straight-laced woman, my wife was get off on my 6 inch dick like I was some stud. Was it the hot talk, or the visualizing of my suggestions, I wondered?? Did she want this?
When our lovemaking was completed, she would return to her prim and proper self, without mention of my suggestions—or her reaction to them. She would quickly rise and enter the bathroom for a shower behind the locked door. That is about the only time I got to see my wife naked. Pat had a beautiful body, but she was painfully modest. That was what always puzzled me—how could she be so hot and still be so prim and proper? She seemed to lose control when that hot talk touch her sweet ears.
We did not have sex, much to my disappointment, the first night in our spacious hotel room.
On Friday, Pat spent the day shopping and I toured the casino, lightly playing the games. I am not a serious gambler by any stretch of the imagination. We attended the show presentation in the casino's dinner theater that night. Free cocktails and dinner were included in the ticket price.
My wife never drinks but she had several cocktails that night, as the showgirls danced across the stage. I did not know how my straight-laced wife would react to the naked woman in the show. Hundreds of naked breasts flashed across the stage during the two-hour show. My tipsy wife seemed to stare at every breast—big and small—white and black. I would lean over and whisper in my wife's ear describing the women's breasts as they were presented before our eyes.
"Wow Honey, look at the boobs on that girl" I would tease.
As the show progressed, I would gently make more suggestive comments. "Look how big that one's nipple are Pat!! Look at the butt on this girl!!" I would tease.
My wife's eyes would follow and she seemed to have the expression of lust etched across her face. My wife gently grabbed my hand and directed it to her lap!! I could feel the heat of her loins through her dress!! She was getting hot, I realized. Her tipsy condition only increased her reaction to my hot talk.
After the show was over, we made a beeline for our room. As we entered door, my wife led me straight to the bed. We quickly removed our clothes and fell into bed. Although it was dark in our room, the lights from the strip seem to illuminate the room. My eyes were able to drink in the sight of my beautiful wife's body. Pat's 36C breasts were capped with large brown nipples and her luxurious brown bush could be seen in the dim light. She looked hot!!!
As we kissed and played on the bed, my wife seemed turned on more than I had ever seen her. Her hips were thrusting in the dim light, trying to urge me to enter her. I began to slowing whisper to her and talk hotly to my straight-laced wife.
"Gosh, Pat I bet we saw over 100 nipples tonight." I moaned.
"They made my dick hard. Did you see the size of some of those girls?"
My wife was moaning as I talked "Do you want my hard dick baby? Do you want me to slide it up your pussy?" I asked.
"Give me you hard dick honey!" My modest little wife pleaded, moaning loudly. I was shocked!! Pat never talked dirty!!
"Oh, fuck me!! She pleaded.
Evidently, the naked women in the show had made my wife smoking hot. As I entered my wife, she went crazy, moaning and thrusting her voluptuous hips into me. I thought, man she loves a hard dick!
Taking advantage of the situation, I began to whisper fantasies in her ear.
" Oh Pat, what if one of those showgirls joined us in bed?" I suggested.
"What if one of their beautiful bodies was loving on you? Would you kiss her body?" I lewdly asked.
My wife was coming with more intensity than she had ever had in our 15 years together.
"Yes, Yes, Yes, I would kiss her all over!!" My straight-laced wife answered. "We would make love and let you watch!!" she hissed.
Our lovemaking was traveling down a new dimension as we talked about our fantasies in passion. I slowly turned up the heat with my talk, throwing out lurid ideas as watching her eat pussy, or fucking a stranger. She was thrashing underneath me uncontrollably.
"You are fucking a stranger with a big, hard cock, Darling. I can see you!!" I whispered.
"Oh Pat, he is a black man, and he is taking your pussy." I hissed at her ear.
The black man comment put my prim and proper wife into orbit!! She was coming over and over.
"Oh honey, his dick is big!!" My wife responded. "I can feel him opening me up!! Oh. He has a big black dick!!"
Her last comment set me off as I came inside my wife. We lay together for several minutes in the afterglow of our scorching lovemaking. Since we were in Vegas, I suggested to her that we ought to seize upon our fantasies and go for it. I don't know why, but I just seemed to say it.
My suggestion was met with silence. As my heart sank, I laid there thinking that I had gone too far with my words.
Suddenly my wife said, "I don't think that I could do that, honey. But, if I was turned on like I was tonight, I might not be able to control myself!!!!" The faraway look in her eye told me she was thinking about the possibilities! I was stumped!!
We spent the next day shopping and walking around the strip enjoying ourselves. There was no mention of our brief threesome conversation of the previous night. February 14, Valentines Day was our anniversary date, and we were in Vegas on a Saturday night. What could be any better than that!!! We had stopped for drinks at two casinos and were beginning to feel the excitement of the city and the alcohol.
