I had to wait a little longer. Tanya and I checked into our room; my wife and Tanner into the other. Our room was beautiful, a big king-sized bed, a beautiful view of the mountains around Reno, mining pictures on the walls, thick plush carpet, and just the feel of elegance. I had little doubt what Tanner and Addie were doing, but Tanya said she needed to shower after that long trip. I couldn't stop myself (didn't try very hard) and cracked the bathroom door just enough to watch a naked Tanya behind the frosted shower door. She was washing out her long, blond hair with her back to the door. I was transfixed, looking at her slim back, narrow waist, curving out into luscious hips and butt, and then her sexy legs. I still found it hard to believe that this stunning, succulent woman was going to be mine for the next four days.
I hoped that she'd still be totally naked when she came out of the bathroom and climb on the bed with me. I closed my eyes and tried to remember how she'd felt that last night we spent together, nearly a month ago; how soft her skin was, what those pink nipples had felt like in my mouth, the curves of her body, her tongue exploring my mouth... stop it! If I didn't bring myself out of that little trance, my cock would explode on its own. I opened my eyes just in time to see a... fully dressed Tanya step out of the bathroom.
I said fully dressed. That doesn't necessarily mean fully covered. She had on a pair of tight Daisy Duke shorts and a loose fitting, very comfy looking, loose blouse. "I hope you don't mind, but I didn't bring many bras with me."
Mind? Nah, I'd struggle with it. "You look wonderful to me," I told her. In truth, she looked a whole lot better than just wonderful. Surely, the only thing that had stopped her from being a supermodel on the pages of Sports Illustrated and a thousand other places was that she didn't want that kind of lifestyle. It certainly wasn't her body or her looks that were holding her back. She was wearing a pair of short, tight, Daisy-Duke shorts and a sleeveless, tube-style flowery blouse that almost, not quite, covered down to her shorts.
"I want to go back to that swing thing," she expressed. "It looks like so much fun." Then she saw the door into the other room. "I wonder if they unlocked their side?"
I hadn't even thought about unlocking the door so they could open it from the other side. Tanya opened our side, then checked the other. It was unlocked. She swung it open and there they were, on the bed, my wife naked sitting on Tanner's waist. Neither even noticed the door opening. Gee, I wonder why. Tanya and I stood in the doorway with the door open just enough to watch for a couple minutes. Addie was on top, her hands on Tanner's chest pushing herself up and down on him, her hair falling down around her face, Tanner's cock long, thick, and wet every time she pushed herself up. Her eyes were closed and her facial expression in total rapture. Tanner's hands were on her hips and every one of her plunges down, Tanner's hips pushed up at the same time as his hands pulled her down that much harder. Speaking of Tanya's good looks; her husband, Tanner, the guy currently fucking my wife, could very well be a Chippendale dancer, except he doesn't have obscene muscles sticking out everywhere; just hellishly good looks and an obscenely fit body.
I pushed one of my hands through the little opening between Tanya's blouse buttons and felt her bare breast under her blouse. She gripped my hand to her for just a moment, then pushed it away and closed the door to the adjacent room. "Later," she told me, "I want to go explore while we're waiting for them. I've never been here."
I wanted to be doing with Tanya what my wife and Tanner were doing. Unfortunately, my date for the weekend had other ideas. On the way down the elevator, eighteen floors, she sent a text to Addie's phone telling her that we would be downstairs and to call when they were ready. I wondered if they even would be. Addie seemed more than content with what they were doing.
Tanya and I wandered around the casino. There are three contiguous casinos; Circus Circus, the Silver Legacy, and Eldorado so that you couldn't tell where one stopped and the other began. In ours, the Silver Legacy, there's a big two-story tall structure that looks like some kind of giant mining contraption lit up with various lights to make it gorgeous and fascinating to watch.
Tanya held my hand as we explored. I enjoyed the looks of envy from so many people admiring the gorgeous woman with me. It wasn't as good as sex but certainly was a strong aphrodisiac. We stopped and put a few dollars in slot machines and didn't win anything, but mostly just walked and people-watched. We were on the 2nd story mezzanine and it was fun to look out at the vast casino below us, certainly more impressive than the Indian-owned casinos we have locally.
We had been wandering around for probably forty-five minutes when Tanya's phone buzzed with a text from my wife. She said they would be down in about ten minutes. Tanya replied that we'd meet them at the bottom of the elevator.
When they stepped off the elevator, I wondered if Addie realized how much she exuded a very pleased 'just fucked' look. Perhaps it was my imagination having witnessed a short portion of said fucking only a few minutes earlier. She'd dressed in a short denim skirt and silky blouse. I was pretty sure she was wearing a bra since her blouse didn't show any protruding nipples. Then when we started walking I could see the faint outline of bra straps. I wondered what kind of panties she was wearing under that short skirt. I suspected I'd probably never know. Tanner likely did already, or he would later when he took them off of her.
We spent the next half hour making much the same tour that Tanya and I had made, then Tanya said she wanted to go try out the swing before it closed. It was definitely going to take some getting used to seeing my wife with another man, especially one as good looking as Tanner was; holding hands with him, snuggling as they walked, giggling together and so on. Especially after what had just gone on in their hotel room. Of course, that was an issue too, the fact that my wife was sharing a hotel room with him. Even the fact that his wife was sharing one with me didn't mitigate my jealousy.
We drove back out to Sparks and took the exit nearest to where we could see the swing. When we arrived, we watched from the parking area a few minutes. Those people were out of their freakin' minds. I couldn't even begin to imagine why Tanya wanted to go on that thing. It dropped people on this giant swing and they swung back and forth until finally stopping.
Tanya was excited, she wanted to get on the thing. We went in the ticket building and there was a diagram of the contraption. The two poles of the swing were a hundred-eighty-five feet high and the winch tower that pulled people to the top was two-hundred-ten feet, with a twenty-foot horizontal arm at the top, totally outside my comprehension.
The whole contraption looked like pure insanity to me. We watched out the window, a few people, some in tandem and some alone. Some idiots even rode the damn thing twice. The longer we watched, the more excited Tanya became to ride it. I will admit that the people seemed to survive, although walking away pretty shakily afterward.
When Tanya said she was ready to get her ticket, there was one other couple in front of her; they looked like teenagers, maybe fifteen or so. While waiting for them, we saw the prices listed behind the woman selling the tickets; seventy-five dollars for one, another fifty for the second person. Thank God, in our case, there would be only one.
When the other couple had purchased their tickets, it was Tanya's turn. I handed Tanya one of my hundred-dollar bills from Winnemucca. The ticket lady said, "Just one? Oh, honey, it's so much more fun with two."
Both Tanner and Adriana backed clear away, and Tanya turned to me with those baby-blue eyes and said, "Oh please, Matt?"
Uhuh, no way in hell was I going to be caught dead on that thing. Actually, dead might be the end result after my heart attack. I held up my hands and told her no, but then her arms went around the back of my neck, kissing me with those soft lips, and whispered sweetly in my ear, "I'll make it so worthwhile for you later." I handed her another hundred-dollar bill. My wife and Tanner thought the whole thing was hilarious. I hoped they appreciated the dirty look I gave them. My wife would be sorry when she had to run all her stores by herself. She might even have to abandon the idea of a fourth store. Of course, Tanner and Daryl would be there to console her after my death. At least my kids and my dogs would miss me.
I was scared out of my freakin' mind! We went outside on the balcony to watch the couple that was in front of us. Hearing the screams from close up didn't alleviate my fear even a tiny bit. While they were swinging back and forth, my stomach lurching every time they swung past, a young guy approached us and led us out into the staging area where he started to fit both of us into harnesses. By the time the other couple stopped swinging, we were ready. Well, the harness was ready. I sure as hell wasn't.
We got a short reprieve when the other couple went a second time. Crazy people! When it was finally our turn and we had to walk over to the swing contraption, I could barely walk on my shaking knees. Even Tanya acted nervous the way she was gripping my hand. I guess there's nothing to unite two people like death-defying stunts. At least I was hoping for the 'defying' part.
I couldn't believe I had gotten myself into this when they started attaching the cables to our harnesses. There was a metal clip on both sides so that our harnesses were clipped together and the cables on the outside. Everything looked sturdy enough that there was no way it could break... I hoped. The guy explained, "When you reach the top, either of you can push this button and it'll release. If you don't, we can release it from down here, too." Then he added, "Are you ready?"
No! I wasn't ready. Tanya nodded and I felt the cable behind us start to pull. Oh shit. I don't even jump off the low diving board into a pool. My heart rate started going up as we watched the ground get further away. As we got higher, I told Tanya, "I don't want my body to be cremated."
There was nothing but nothing between us and the ground below, which was slowly getting farther and farther away. We held each other's hand, the only link I felt to any kind of sanity. I didn't think it was ever going to stop, getting higher and higher. Who the hell thought coming to Reno would be a good idea? We got to the top of the tower dangling at the end of that horizontal arm and it stopped. I don't think I had ever been so scared in my life. I don't like heights. This was heights, the understatement of the eternity. There was a speaker at the top of the pole and we heard the guy who was intent on killing us, "Whenever you're ready, push the button." We were suspended in the air with our bodies looking straight down at the ground two-hundred-ten feet, absolutely nothing in between.