My hot wife Brandi, 40, 5'8" with killer 36D silicone tits, long toned legs and an all over tan, and I went to Vegas recently to party, gamble and some swinging. We spent the afternoon at one of the casino's topless pools and Brandi had the attention of most the men there who'd walk by slowly checking her out trying not to be too conspicuous. I'd send her to the bar to get our drinks and all eyes were on her as she sashayed there. Men surrounded her as she waited ogling and trying to hit on her. She never has to buy a drink.
It's such a turn on watching her flirt and imagining what she'd do to the guy she's flirting with. When she returned I asked her if she found her lucky guy for the night but she shrugged a no. After an afternoon of teasing I was ready to burst so we headed up to the room to fuck and rest up for the evening.
Brandi was surprised by the sexy attire women were wearing in the casinos even during the day. She had brought some pretty revealing outfits along with a couple that were just meant for me in our room. She wore a backless sultry red micro-mini dress that V'd her tits and just barely covered her nipples. It showed off a lot of cleavage and side boob while barely covering her sweet tight ass. She topped it off with a new pair of 5" open toed stilettos showing off her cute red toenails.
We headed down to the casino and started playing Blackjack. Brandi sat down and played the closest slot machine to my table. The guys at the table and the dealer could barely concentrate on their hands not to mention the guys passing by.
After about an hour I was up a couple hundred so we went to the large elevated circular bar in the center of the casino and had a few drinks. We noticed a few "working girls" and watched keenly enjoying the show as they would get approached by gentlemen, haggle, then disappear.
I excused myself to go to the restroom and when I return Brandi was elated. She had been approached by a man and propositioned. She was ecstatic that she would attract that kind of attention and intrigued by the offer.
Facetiously I told her she should have done it she could have paid for our trip.
She blew me off with a half hearted laugh but I could tell she was contemplating it. "It is flattering that someone would want to pay me for sex when all those other girls are in their twenties and hot." she ruminated.
"Yea, but you're just as hot as they are, hotter." I reassured. "Plus guys would rather fuck a woman than a girl any day, you've got more experience. You look like a sex machine."
She rubbed my hand appreciatively and suggested we go gamble.
We headed to the Craps table and Brandi was an instant hit. Guys had her blowing on their dice for luck and making bawdy comments. I was so distracted by all the attention my wife was getting it didn't take long to drop my winnings from earlier plus the money I brought to gamble with. So, to the dismay of the guys we left and headed to an ATM. As we waited in line I couldn't help but notice all the guys checking out my hot wife as they passed by. Some even made several trips past her. Several men even commented to their friends on what they'd do to her when they thought they were out of ear shot.
"You sure are getting a lot of attention." I told her. "Maybe I should pimp you out." I teased. "I could retire with all the attention you're getting."
Thinking about it for a second she got a devious look on her face. "Weeeeell, its not like I wasn't gonna fuck some stranger tonight anyway, why not get paid for it?" she teasingly suggested trying to gauge my reaction.
I felt my dick tingle with excitement at her suggestion. "It'd give those little dicked anonymous assholes on Literotica something to beat off about." I joked.
"You'd be okay with it?" she sheepishly questioned still trying to gauge my feelings.
I indiscreetly rubbed her hand across my hardening cock.
"Damn, you're chubbing up just thinking about it, you deviant." she laughed. "You know you wouldn't be able to watch and join in? I'll torment you with all the juicy details for sure but they'd be taking me to their room and fucking me while you stay down here waiting with a big ole hard-on just imagining what they're doing to your sweet little wife." she admonished.
"I can live with that. I knew you were more than I could handle when I married you." I encouraged her.
"I know you love watching me get fucked but are you sure you can handle just hearing about it?" she guardedly inquired again wanting to be absolutely sure.
I reassured her that although it is exciting watching her get fucked hearing about it might be just as good. "I have a very vivid imagination." I confided.
With that she gave me a big long appreciative kiss. "I love you, you're so secure in your manhood." She headed to the bathroom to check out her look.
I sat down at a slot machine where I could watch the bar and the elevator.
Brandi sauntered up to me and struck a sexy posed "How do I look?" She asked knowing the answer.
"Good enough to fuck." I teased.