Anxiously waiting for her to return from the bathroom, which seemed to take forever, I kept glancing to the guys waiting for booths, just making sure they wouldn't hit on her when she came out. Then I saw this really burly trucker wearing a Ford hat walk in and stand next to me.
"We have a wait right now, but it shouldn't be too long, depending on which girl you're wanting to see, you can choose from their pictures here" said the man at the cashier, motioning to photos by numbers on the table. The trucker just nodded his head. In addition to him and the college boys, I turned to the left and noticed a Japanese guy in a perfectly tailored suit nearby on his phone. Evidently the lines were long enough back there that he too had decided to make this his pre-waiting area.
"Remember fella's, there's an ATM here in the corner," offered the man behind the counter, who it turned out was indeed Randy himself. "The screens open to see the ladies with cash, and it takes cash to keep them open...on a timer. Plus you add more to get them to honor your requests. The more you pay, the more they play."
Unlike the trucker, who seemed to know this already, the Japanese man headed to the ATM to make a withdraw, just as my wife returned.
"Wow, this is quite an operation," said Nicolette, grabbing my arm with excitement. "I actually saw a guy jerking off for a woman in one of the booths!"
"How?" I asked, noticing the college guys and trucker watching her. "Did you pay?"
"No, I talked to this guy in the front of line, asking if I could just take a peek inside. He was so nice to let me! So I look in, and there's this completely normal looking guy jerking it as a woman is licking her fingers and rubbing them on her nipples! And when the guy was done, there's a woman who comes in to clean everything down, you know, wiping away his cum." At this point I saw that the well-dressed Japanese gentleman, having gotten his cash, was also staring quite intensely at my wife.
"Did he see you looking!!" I asked, a little nervous she'd get us in trouble, but more anxious that she'd gotten so close to a guy masturbating.
"No. He was way too involved. I think she did, though, behind the glass. She gave me this knowing look."
With that I'd figure we'd call it an adventure and head to the car. This was more transgression than she'd ever taken, and for sure she'd want to leave it there. It was ample material for me too, keeping me obsessed with her till we could get to our next hotel for the night. But as I motioned for us to head out, she turned around to Randy.
