THE CASINO BAR
The room was relatively typical for a hotel. A large king-sized bed took up most of the space, along with the usual television/dresser combo.
Andee put her suitcase on the bed and made the routine check of the bathroom, closet and view out the window. She wondered if her husband had even checked in himself, until she noticed his case discreetly tucked away beside the desk. She noticed another plain envelope on the pillows of the bed, and picked it up. It was also marked "Just For You" like the one back home, except this one was a little heavier.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Andee opened it. As she did, a plastic card dropped into her lap. It was a hotel "smart" card, she learned as she began to read the note:
"This card will provide you with everything you need on arrival. Use it instead of cash, as all expenses have already been looked after."
Andee heard a knock on the door, just as she began to read more of what was written. She went to see whom it was, perhaps thinking her husband may be checking to see if she had arrived. Looking through the keyhole, Andee saw that it was a hotel staff member, and she opened the door.
"This is for you, ma'am," the smartly dressed young man said, handing her a garment bag from the hotel.
"Are you sure? I just arrived and haven't left anything to be delivered," she politely replied.
"I know, but a gentleman left me very clear directions to deliver this to this room once you had checked in."
She thanked the young man, and found it a bit odd that he refused her tip, saying that he was not allowed to accept anything from her during her stay. She closed the door and walked back to the bed where she lay the bag down and unzipped it. Inside was a sensation dress, one of the sexiest Andee had seen. A matching pair of shoes was also tucked inside, along with a note and another small package.
"Everything you need for this evening is found in this delivery. Other than your hotel card, you are not allowed to bring any other items tonight. That includes your wedding rings. See you at 8:00 p.m."
Andee flipped the card over, looking to see if there was anything else that might explain the strange delivery. The writing was not in a hand she recognized. She was intrigued, yet somehow felt very comfortable with the events that had been unfolding since the day her husband left on this business trip. She knew whatever was in the works, he wouldn't put her in harm's way.
Opening the small package, Andee gasped as a gorgeous necklace and earrings were found inside ... and then another small chain she figured was an anklet.
She went back to reading the first letter she had uncovered, mildly amused that the whole adventure was turning into something like a scavenger hunt. The note explained that she was to get ready for an evening of excitement and passion, with instructions of where she needed to be and when. Looking at the clock on the nightstand, Andee saw that she had some time to catch a nap, and then get to work on getting ready for her first night in Las Vegas.
Upon waking from her nap, Andee had a shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She took the dress out from the garment bag for a closer inspection. It was a very sexy red number, and would definitely be tight-fitting. Andee's stomach jumped a little at the thought of having to put it on - especially since the weekend rules meant no panties. If she even twisted the wrong way in this thing, everyone would surely catch a glimpse of everything she had to offer, Andee thought.
After drying her hair and applying make-up, Andee stood naked before the mirror. Talking to herself, she tried to find the right words to build up the nerve to slip into her outfit and leave her hotel room. The dress was tight, but Andee did kind of like the way it felt on her, and how the cut seemed almost perfect to make her assets look their best. She slipped the matching shoes on, and took a few steps around the room to ensure she wouldn't fall flat on her face. Fortunately, they were tasteful heels and not quite the "stripper" shoes she thought her husband might go for.
Finally, she put on the jewelry, grabbed her card, and took a deep breath. Looking at herself again in the full-length mirror, Andee could barely see any resemblance of the mother and wife that she left behind in Ontario. It would be pretty obvious to just about anyone who wanted to look that she wasn't wearing anything underneath the tiny slip of red fabric. Although, even Andee had to admit, with the way the dress was hanging, and the shoes she had on, her legs looked amazing. And, no doubt, they would probably get a lot of looks anyway, since almost every inch was on display. Andee had never worn anything like this in public. The butterflies in her stomach returned, and she had to almost force herself out of her room and into the hotel hallway.
Emerging from the elevator on the ground floor, Andee was very self-conscious about the looks she was getting. In her mind she imagined the other guests must think she was a "working girl;" in reality, she was one of the most beautiful sites to behold. Men smiled at her as she walked past, and into the casino area. The floor was alive with people playing the slots and table games. As she slowly made her way to the casino bar, she could hear the occasional comment from some of the guys ... all of which were along the lines of "Wow!" and "Oh man, take a look at her."
Andee wasn't used to the attention, and she could feel herself blushing a little. But she also was enjoying the feeling, and soon the butterflies had completely vanished. She was beginning to relish the new self-confidence she was experiencing at the moment. It had been a long time - almost too long - since she felt like a sexual being and not "Mom."
"Hello, Andee," the bartender said as he put a margarita down in front of her.
Andee was a bit taken aback, as she had never been in the bar before, and she had only just managed to get her butt onto the barstool without losing her dignity.
"Thank-you, but how did you ..."
"I know all about you, and don't worry. My name is Rick, and I will look after anything you need tonight," he said to her, waving his hand as she offered her hotel card. "Oh, and I do mean anything."
Andee figured her husband must have set this whole thing up. She smiled at Rick and turned around in her stool to face the rest of the bar. She scanned the room to see if she could see him anywhere, figuring he must be close enough to be watching all of this.
Looking around she caught a few of the men staring at her. It was a little peculiar, as she was flattered and on edge at the same time. She was enjoying this game, but was hoping her husband was going to emerge from the shadows soon, and they could begin their weekend of fun together.
"I guess it would be a little too cliché to ask if you come here often," a voice asked from beside her.
Andee turned to see a nice-looking man, whom she figured was in his mid-thirties, leaning in beside her barstool.
"Uh ...no, actually," she offered back in a bit of an awkward manner. "I'm actually waiting for someone."
Andee knew it sounded kind of lame. It wasn't the best brush off that she could offer, but she still felt very much out of her element among the crowd in the casino bar. She was here, living out a little fantasy she thought, and the other player was nowhere to be found.
"Oh, I see," he said in return. "Well, would you mind if I sat down and just chatted with you while you wait? I really hate to see such a beautiful woman sitting alone. Not to mention, I would love to shake the hand of the man who is privileged enough to meet you here."
Andee was amused by his reply, thinking all along of how much of a pick-up the guy was trying to put on her. But, sensing if she didn't find someone to occupy her waiting time with, the sharks would soon begin to circle ... and that made her even more uneasy than the idea of talking to this stranger.
Besides, she thought, looking into his eyes, he wasn't too bad looking.
"Sure, but I really am waiting for someone," she said.
He smiled and nodded. The stranger introduced himself as Tony. He made small talk with Andee, explaining he was in Las Vegas also for a convention. Andee learned that he was also married - although that was something she had not divulged - and was from a fairly normal life somewhere in Everyday USA
They talked for a while, and Andee slowly became more comfortable with Tony. She had completely lost track of how much time had passed as they laughed and shared stories about themselves. And while she was loosening up a little, Andee also kept the important information to herself. Figuring she was here for fun, she made up little things about herself to tell Tony.
When he asked her what she did for a living, Andee fibbed a little - well, actually a lot - and said she was a sales rep for a line of lingerie and adult marital aids. They laughed for a bit as she told him about some of the "sales meetings" she had been too and some of the best sellers.
"So, what do you do," she finally asked Tony, trying to turn the conversation back towards something hopefully a little more truthful and not as sexual.
"Funny you should ask," he replied. "Not a word of a lie, I sell all the little things they put in bathroom vending machines. You know, the disposable tooth brushes, cheap cologne samples ...condoms..."
Andee must have really gotten a strange look on her face at that last mention ... and she couldn't be sure if things were getting too close to the edge, when Tony leaned in very close to her and asked what kind of condom she liked best.
