She met Ray the next day at 4pm as arranged. His secretary had all the paperwork for her to sign. Her employment as a High Roller area hostess was to begin the following night.
Ray sent her with his secretary to get her outfits. They were the same as Jenny's.
The next day she spent the afternoon at the beauty shop. She had her hair highlighted and styled into a flip that came down over one side of he forehead. Had acrylic nails put on and painted hot pink, her toenails were the same color.
I heard the shower running and went in to watch her through the clear glass shower doors. I wanted to see if she had any other work done.
She had a jell all over her legs and was washing it off. Never had she used that before. I knew it was one of those hair removal jells. As she looked up she saw me standing there. Her face had a look of surprise and she looked away. At least she hadn't touched her landing strip, that she did for me.
Sitting in the bedroom, I wondered if I had made a mistake by letting her take this job.
A few minutes later she came in and I asked her why she had suddenly started using hair removal jell.
"I want to be real smooth for wearing my stockings. They are so sheer and delicate. I can't wait to feel them on me."
The clothes she was going to wear were on the bed. She picked up the black, loose fitting boy shorts and slowly pulled them up her legs. Next came the black half bra, that held her tits up like they were being offered up. Her little pink nipples and areolas were both on display.
She opened up the stockings and held one out for me to touch. The were delicate. Rolling them up she slowly slid them up her smooth, slightly muscled, sleek legs. She was looking at me the whole time. They came all the way to her crotch and had a wide lacy band around the top. As she was smoothing them out, I had to admit they made her legs look even better.
As she pulled the skirt up, she shimmied her hips a bit to get it over them. It had an elastic waist band, so there were no buttons or zipper. It was extremely tight across her womanly hips and caused the skirt to flair out making it shorter than it already was.
When she bent over slightly to pick up the camisole, the top of the stockings were exposed. If she had bent over any more the bottom of her ass cheeks would have been on display, as the cut of the panties allowed that part of her ass to be bare. She raised her arms and let the camisole drop down into place. It slithered down over her high thrust tits and settled into place and she dropped he arms. It was cut lower than Jenny's and I commented on that.
"It is because Jenny has D cups and I only have B cups, so this shows some cleavage where the cut of hers would not."
She had bought a pair of black 4 inch high, 1 inch wide heels with a 1inch platform and a wide strap that went around her leg just above her ankle.
I have to admit she looked hot in that outfit, maybe to hot, almost slutty and I told her that.
"Yes, but that is what I have to wear and it gets the big tips." I wondered how much besides what she wore and displayed got the big tips.
She sat in front of the mirror and applied her makeup. Her eye makeup was not any more than when we went out, so that didn't add to the look and her lipstick matched the color of her nails.
"Let me strike a pose for you, honey. Tell me I don't look to much like a slut."
As she twirled around the skirt flew up enough to expose her panties. They were sheer enough so that you could tell that she was shaved.
"You look great honey. The customers are sure to enjoy looking at you. You don't look like a slut, just a very sexily dressed woman. I just hope they don't want to enjoy touching to much of what they see."
She didn't say anything.
As I watched her walk out the door, skirt flipping from side to side, I was starting to have second thoughts about this. She did look like a slut.
At 1:30 I heard her taking a shower in the guest bath. Guess she didn't want to wake me, like I wasn't gonna stay awake to find out how her first night on the job went.
When she walked into the bedroom I asked, "How did the first night go."
"Honey, I didn't mean to wake you. I went fine. Got groped, ogled and propositioned and made $480 in tips. The money that changes hands in those high roller rooms is unbelievable. I means nothing to them. All in all it was fun and no one really got out of hand."
She rolled over and was asleep, before I was.
She worked her 4 nights and had 3 days off. It was the first chance that we were able to have any "us" time. We made love for the first time since she started working. She just wasn't into it.
"What's wrong honey. You are not your usual loving self this morning and you seem preoccupied."
"Nothing is wrong. I am tired. Trying to get used to these new hours is a bitch. Give me a few days to adjust and I will be your horny little wife again. It did feel good to have you in me and making love to me. I will make it up to you, my husband, I promise."
I asked her how much she had made this week in tips.
"Almost $1600."
"Damn, I think I will quit working and let you support us. I just can't believe you make that much."
"Well, I do and I enjoy the attention. Yes, they get fresh with me and have a need to touch and see bare flesh, but that is as far as it goes. Ruben sees to that."
It was time for me to set up a time with Ray to observe the room for a night.
He told me he would be on every night this week, so stop by any evening and ask for him.
Things were better between Janet and I the next two days she had off. I had to work but we had the evenings together.
The second night she came up to me in the living room and dropped to her knees in front of me.
"I am ready to keep my promise to make it up to you." She unzipped my jeans and pulled them down and off, bringing my underwear with them.
My cock was reacting in a most positive manner.
She stroked it slowly until it was totally erect and starting to leak precum. She ran her hand up on the head, collected the clear liquid and used it as lube. I was leaking profusely, as it had been days since I had a good climax.
