The events of the previous evening had built high hopes for this anniversary trip. Exploring my wife's Bi side had been a pleasant adventure so far, and I was hoping it would continue through the weekend.
We spent our second day in Vegas checking out some of the casinos. Several new ones had been built since we were there last, and we wanted to see the latest attractions. We continued people watching, and whenever I would spot a woman I thought would be attractive to Tonya, I would squeeze her hand, our signal. It really turned me on when she would squeeze my hand first, because that meant she was looking too.
We did a little shopping; I bought Tonya a new bra and panty set that was black see-through lace. I also bought her a new pair of black stocking and a black pair of heels. I made her promise to wear them to dinner.
We went back to the hotel to change, and all I could think about was how sexy my wife looked last night while getting her first lap dance. Amanda, the dancer, was all over her and it was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. I couldn't get it out of my mind.
I suggested to Tonya that we go back tonight, but she didn't want to. "Maybe tomorrow night." She said. She finished dressing in the lingerie we had purchased and a black skirt, a little shorter than the one she wore the night before. She topped off the outfit with a dark green button down the front silk blouse that really showed of her breasts and also brought out the green in her eyes.
We had another wonderful dinner out, and to my disappointment, Tonya seemed very tired. I wanted to spend the rest of the night showing her off in clubs, but by the time we finished dinner, she wanted to go back to the room.
We went upstairs and she lay on the bed without getting undressed. "Why don't you go downstairs and play some blackjack." She suggested.
"OK, as long as I can wake you up when I get back." I said.
"I'm sorry. Let me rest for a little while and I'll be good as new."
I left the room and headed downstairs. I knew she would be out for a couple of hours at least. I couldn't get the image of Amanda out of my head, so I headed for the car. At least one of us was going to have some fun tonight.
I entered the strip club and looked around awhile. No Amanda.
"Is Amanda dancing tonight?" I asked a cute dancer in a schoolgirl outfit.
"No, she worked the early shift, got off about an hour ago." She answered.
"Dammit!" I thought out loud.
"Can I help you out?" she smiled.
"Thanks, maybe later." I suddenly wasn't in the mood.
I got back into the car and decided to head back to the hotel. Maybe some blackjack was what I needed. I wasn't having any luck putting together the threesome Tonya and I had dreamed about. Maybe the cards would be better.
My second hand in, my luck got worse. A fat guy stood up as the waitress was handing me my beer and it dumped all over me. The waitress apologized and tried to help me clean it up, but it wasn't her fault. Disgusted, I went up to the room to change.
I slid my key card into the reader, the green light came on and the lock clicked. I opened the door and my jaw hit the floor. There on the bed was my wife in the arms of Amanda. They looked up from their kiss and smiled at me.
"I was wondering when you were going to come back up." Said Tonya.
"What the..." I stammered.
"You did give me your room number last night," Amanda interjected, sensing my shock, "So I decided to take you up on your offer." I stood there, unable to speak.
"I think he's dumbfounded." Tonya laughed. "Good, then you get to watch." She pointed to the chair.
I sat and watched these two amazing women put on a private show for me. They were still fully dressed, Tonya in her satin blouse and short skirt, and Amanda in a little black dress with no stockings. Both had kicked off their shoes and were sitting next to each other on the bed. Amanda took the lead, caressing Tonya's face as she kissed her. Tonya's mouth opened and I could see their tongues exploring each other. Their hands were caressing each other lightly. Tonya touched Amanda's back and then moved her hand around the front to delicately cradle Amanda's breast. She squeezed it a little and Amanda moaned lightly into Tonya's mouth.
Amanda pulled away and touched her finger to Tonya's lips. Then she stood in front of her and began to strip out of her dress like the professional she was. Every move was sexual as she slinked out of the tiny dress. She turned away from Tonya and showed off her perfect ass as she bent over to lower the dress to the floor. As she did, she looked right at me with a face that said, "first I'm going to fuck your wife, and then I'm going to fuck you."
My pants almost couldn't handle the strain. I unbuckled my belt, and then released my throbbing cock into my hand. I couldn't help but stroke it as watched Amanda tease my wife.
Amanda knelt on the bed, straddling Tonya. She pushed her breasts in toward Tonya's face and then undid her bra, letting it fall into her lap. Tonya looked up at her for approval, and when she got a smile, she allowed her tongue to touch Amanda's left nipple. I moved my chair to get a better view and then proceeded to watch Tonya take the hardening bit of flesh into her mouth. She began to suck on it gently. Amanda bit her lip slightly and watched Tonya intently. Her tongue massaged Amanda's nipple as if she had done it a hundred times. Amanda grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in tight. She started moving rhythmically on top of Tonya's lap.
Tonya let her tongue trace across Amanda's chest to the other nipple, giving it the same attention as the first. All the while, Tonya's hands were caressing Amanda's back. Amanda's head fell back with her eyes closed, enjoying the touch of another woman.
Tonya released her breast, and Amanda stood. She pulled Tonya up and kissed her. Then she sat on the bed and said; "Now it's your turn to strip for me."
"I don't know how." Tonya said shyly.
"I'll help you." Amanda replied. "Start with the buttons; slowly."
Tonya began unbuttoning her blouse, staring into Amanda's eyes with a lust I have never seen before. She slid the silk from her shoulders and then Amanda started to unzip her skirt. The two of them peeled it from Tonya's body, leaving my wife standing in front of a gorgeous stripper wearing only the lingerie I had purchased hours earlier.
"Ooo, I love the stockings." Said Amanda. "They're a lot sexier than pantyhose. But what's with the panties? You weren't wearing those last night." She said with a sly smile.