This is a short story about a couple that travel to Las Vegas for a weekend work conference, and what happens over the following day. The same short story is told from two different perspectives, the first from the boyfriend's perspective, with the second told from his rival's point of view. I know some folks will say that the story should've continued, but this is only meant to be a snapshot of something that happens from each of the two protagonist's POV. I hope you enjoy it.
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Part One. Simon's Weekend.
I can't believe I agreed to this, to spend the next two days in Las Vegas with my girlfriend while she attends her work conference. What the fuck am I supposed to do while she's going to seminars all day long? I guess I can go sightseeing or something, as I'm not one to gamble so that rules out half of the stuff to do in Vegas.
We argued earlier about coming here together, I'd much rather she came here on her own, it's what her work colleague Jenna said she should do anyway. I should have put my foot down, but she wanted me with her.
My name is Simon Johannson, I'm a twenty-five-year-old IT guy and currently live with my longtime girlfriend in Flagstaff, Arizona. My girl's name is Carly Matheson, she's a blonde twenty-four-year-old smoking hot fitness instructor, at least that's what my friends always tell me right before they add that's she's way too good for me as well.
We finally get to the hotel in the early evening on Friday, dropping off our luggage and showering in our suite before heading down to the bar for a much-needed drink. We had already arranged to meet up with her best friend and co-worker Jenna in the reception area, at least Carly will have someone to chat to, I guess.
I like Jenna, she's a very cute little red-headed fitness instructor, so of course she's super fit too, as both her and Carly work at the same gym together and spend plenty of time keeping in great shape in the process. I'd be lying if I said that I wouldn't love to get a crack at Jenna one day, I bet she'd be fantastic in bed. But I'd never risk it even if Jenna wanted to, if Carly ever found out that I'm even having these thoughts, she'd probably dump me for someone better.
That's because I'm fortunate to still be with Carly if I'm being honest with myself, we've been dating seriously for almost three years now, but were good friends for a year before that too. Carly wasn't always a knockout, she was a little frumpy when we first met, carrying a little bit of weight at the time.
She's only really gotten right into the whole fitness thing over the last year and a half and even managed to get a job at the gym she'd been going to religiously during that time. Now Carly has a body to die for, and if I'm being brutally honest, she's also now way hotter than any girl I have any right to be dating. So, luckily for me I met Carly before she got too hot, and she still loves me just the same.
"What are you girls having? I'll get the drinks while you grab a table." I offer them as we enter the bar.
"Vodka soda thanks" Jenna replies.
"My usual, gin and tonic thanks sweety." My girlfriend Carly responds.
As I get up to the bar, I look around to see that there's a few people in here tonight, probably all here for the conference too as I've never seen so many fit and attractive people all in one bar before. I guess that's what happens at a large fitness company's conference. I get our drinks and return to our table.
As I sit drinking my beer, I have to listen to Carly and Jenna catching up on everything, even though they saw each other all day yesterday at work. I hope it's not going to be like this all weekend. This is exactly why I didn't want to come here.
After buying a second round of drinks for the three of us, I again have to sit and listen to them gossiping. Occasionally, Carly places her hand on my knee, or looks at me as if to reassure me that she's not completely ignoring me, although that's exactly what's happening right now.
Jenna then says she needs to go 'freshen up', and Carly says she'll come with her as they both get up and make their way to the side of the bar towards the bathrooms. I quickly look around the bar again, and I notice a very attractive brunette woman sitting on her own at another table near ours.
She looks really fit too for being in her mid-thirties, another fitness instructor I'm assuming. My mind starts to wander, thinking about what this hot older brunette would look like with her clothes off, but I know it's only fantasies, as a women as fine as her would never sleep with a guy like me.
When I glance back over towards where Carly and Jenna have walked off to, I realize they haven't even made it to the bathroom hallway yet, instead they're talking with two big handsome buff looking guys sitting up at the end of the bar. Jenna clearly knows them already as she hugs them both before introducing my girlfriend Carly to them too. The bigger guy, with blondish hair is basically devouring Carly with his eyes right now. What a fucking slimy jerk.
As I watch Carly, she's continuing to talk with the blonde guy, with Jenna talking to the other guy that's not quite as big. I can easily tell by the way the blonde guy is looking at my girlfriend, that he clearly has the hots for her, surely she can see that too. I'm thinking to myself, 'Just go to the bathroom and get back over here already, Carly'.
Finally, they leave the two guys and make their way into the bathroom. While I'm waiting, I keep fantasizing over the attractive brunette women sitting on her own, and a few minutes later I again see both Jenna and Carly talking with the same two buff meatheads on their return. What is it with them? It must be Jenna; she must like the brown-haired guy she's talking with. I just wish Carla wasn't talking with that other big slime bag, the way he looks at her makes my skin crawl, knowing that I couldn't do anything physically to stop him if he ever decided to do anything to her.
After they've both rejoined our table, Carly and Jenna continue to chat to each other, almost like I'm not even here. At one point they start almost whispering to each other, and checking their phones, texting away every now and then between giggling like teenagers. By the time I've finished my next beer, I need a piss, leaving them to chat to each other still, while feeling like a complete third wheel.
As I walk into the men's, I realize that the big blonde meathead Carly was chatting to earlier is already standing right there at the urinal, with only one free urinal right next to him. I hope he doesn't speak to me; I don't want to know anything about this huge buff dickhead.
As I walk up and start pissing, I can hear him chuckling next to me. I look up at him, wondering what the fuck he's chuckling about, and see that he's using both hands on his phone, texting away. As I glance back down, I notice the biggest fattest cock I've ever seen hanging from his unbuckled jeans. What the fuck? This guy is standing there texting while his huge prick is just dangling there for all to see. What a fucking arrogant show-off.
As if that's not enough, he then holds his phone out and takes a photo of his big cock and again starts texting and chuckling to himself once more. I quickly finish my piss, zip up and wash my hands. What a fucking tool that guy is, I just hope he keeps the hell away from Carly from now on.
As I make my way back to our table, I walk past Jenna who is again talking with the other guy up at the bar she seems to like. After sitting down, I notice the big blonde guy returning to them as I turn my attention back to Carly.
"Jenna must like that guy huh? That's like the third time she's been over there chatting to him already." I say to Carly.
"Yeah, I think she might be getting lucky tonight." Carly responds, as she glances back over in their direction.
"Well, I wouldn't mind getting lucky myself tonight. Know anyone who might be interested?" I reply to Carly with a small laugh.
"I don't know, if you look around here, there might be someone you can find." Carly teases me while patting my thigh, still glancing over at Jenna and the two guys she's with.
When I look back over at Jenna, I see the big blonde guy looking over and smiling at Carly once again, and when I turn to Carly, she's smiling back while looking in his direction too. This is starting to annoy me now, why is she checking this guy out? I'm getting angrier with every passing second as I see Carly giggling after reading something on her phone.
Hold on, is this blonde guy at the bar with the big cock the person that's texting Carly right now? What the fuck!
