It was hot in Vegas the week that my boyfriend (of six years), Dane and I went. Not that it's unusual to be hot there, but we're from Wisconsin and really not use to it. I found a website that was dedicate to the sex industry in Vegas, and found a little Swingers club on it called The Red Door. It was going to be a perfect vacation, a lot of sin with a lot of money!
I decided to pack my little plaid school girl skirt, silk thigh high stockings and my black knee-high go-go boots for the trip to the club just incase we were to pick up a cutie. I knew the outfit paid off the second I walked into the club! All eyes were on me and my boots.
We slid into a booth, ordered a couple of drinks and tried to act casual. I was so nervous watching everyone, anticipating what was going to happen, if anything at all. We must have been sitting there drinking bourbon and Coke, one after the other, for nearly an hour before we were approached by the tallest couple I have ever seen!
The man had to be over 6'5", and the woman nearly 6'2". They were both very attractive people. The man had black slightly curled hair and blue eyes, and a finely chiseled jaw line. The first thing I noticed about him was his huge hands. The woman was a very beautiful red head, her hair was straight and went down past her shoulders, She had blue eyes and large perfect pouty lips.
"Do you mind if I dance with your wife if I leave mine here to keep you company?" the tall man asked my boyfriend.
"If my girlfriend does not mind then go right ahead, she loves to dance and I don't, so be my guest"
The man reached his hand out to me while his wife slid into the booth next to Dane. He introduced himself as Michael while we were dancing. The song was fast paced, and Mike and I were all over the floor. He was very agile for his size. I glanced over to the table, Dane and Michelle (I learned her name through the course of the night) were talking intently, she had her hand on his knee. It made no difference to me. This was the reason we were here.
A new song started, the rhythm was slow and very sexy. I felt Mike's body move behind mine, he curled his arms around my waist and began swaying us both to the music. His whole body was rock hard and his huge hands covered my abdomen.
He began to talk to me, he was talking about Michelle and how she loved to dominate men, but that it didn't really work on him since he was so much bigger, and besides he liked to be the dominant one every once in a while.
"So tell me Nora, what's your preference, to be the spanker or the spankee?" He chuckled lightly.
"I am a sub. But not to the extreme, nothing humiliating just good old-fashioned domination"
"Well I'd say that's just about perfect" He said as he let his hand travel over the front of my skirt, letting the very edge of it brush right over one of my lips, then back up. At that he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the table where Dane and Michelle were still involved in a deep conversation. Mike slid in next to me, he and Michelle were on each side, Dane and me in the middle. We engaged in casual conversation that just kept turning toward sex.
The waitress came by and we each ordered another drink, all feeling a warm buzz. Mike and I were playfully arguing about who was going to pay for this round, his warm hand covered my upper thigh, where my skirt had ridden up, "Nora this one is on us, I insist" That was the end, he gave me every reason to give in. Michelle and Dane both caught the gesture and it seemed to act as silent permission to touch each other. We got along so well, and were having such a good time, the drinks going down smoothly, making the atmosphere sparkle with sexual excitement.
Mike got up to request a song and Michelle excused herself to visit the lady's room, this gave Dane and I a chance to talk.
I looked at Dane "What do you think of them? You aren't jealous or anything are you? "
"Actually Nora, I'm very surprised that you're not, I'm not but I thought you would be. I like them both, Mikes a very cool guy and Michelle is sexy, she's a Dom too!" Dane sounded very excited!
"Well I'm glad that everything is going so well, I think that we should just let it ride, see where it goes, I'm open for a new experience. Do you agree?" Dane nodded his answer and I was more at ease. I didn't want one of us to have fun and the other to feel jealous or left out, but apparently everything was fine.
Michael came back and pulled me from the booth, it seems as though he had the DJ put an "extra special" song on. It was very fast paced and I was ready to move. Dane smiled as he watched me dance, sticking my ass out and shoving it in his face while rubbing my hands down my body.
I strutted out to the middle of the floor where Mike was and gave him the same treatment, only with him I rubbed the entire backside of my body down his muscular leg while I moved my palms over my stocking -clad thighs. I whirled around and hiked the short skirt skirt up my leg, giving the crowd a view of my garter belt. I heard a few whistles when my dance was over, so I bowed and curtsied, which gave Mike and Dane a good chuckle.
I was very warm and light headed as Mike guided me back to the table. It seemed as though Dane and Michelle had taken the time to get a little bit closer. He had his arm around her waist and her hand was resting on his inner thigh. We sat down and Mike came up with a great idea.
"Hey why don't we get outta here and go back to one of our hotels?"
"Great idea, don't matter but which one?" Dane piped in.
"Ours is a cheaper cab ride, then you could catch a cab from there and it would be cheaper still" I said.
"It's agreed then we'll go back to Dane and Nora's room, have a few drinks maybe throw some money in the slots and just have a good time" Michelle put the final approval in.
We all loaded into the back of the taxi, Michelle and I squished between Dane and Mike. We all chattered happily, complimenting each other and rambling on about our hometowns. Michelle began to run her hand up my leg.