My first time writing a sexy story, please leave a comment!
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After a long trip, I was a little tired but excited to put our keycard in our expensive hotel room in Las Vegas. I was here for a work conference, but my wife couldn't pass up the opportunity for a free hotel in Vegas and came with me. By the time we got off the long flight and journey from the airport it was near enough to midnight but the lights out the windows talked about the parties that just seemed to be starting.
My wife Anne and I had been married for 20 years now and it also was functioning like a mini anniversary vacation. We had gotten married young so we hadn't had the best of honeymoons. I was now 42 while my wife was just 40. I was still in pretty good shape, if the edge was just starting to come off my hairline and I had just started to get a touch of "dad bod" that I've heard about. My wife however, she was still hot... almost out of my league. She is 5 foot 5 and still has an athletic body, she was a dancer when we met and still is thick in all the right places, with a big juicy ass that I could hardly ever keep my hands off of, and with big Double-D breasts that she had managed to keep perky she was basically the perfect woman. I was looking forward to having a lot of fun this weekend.
As it was almost midnight though I let out a little sigh when she wanted to immediately go out to the strip and do a little gambling and drinking. My mind was ready but my body wasn't, and having to get up early for the conference I really just wanted to sleep. This was the wrong thing to say. Anne was obviously upset and announced "I'm going to go out with or without you. I'm in Vegas and I'm ready to have a great time! Even if you want to be the same homebody you always are back home." She stomped into the bathroom saying she was going to get changed and I got undressed and was going to read a few pages to get tired enough to sleep.
However, when she came out of the bathroom dressed up I was in for a shock. She was wearing a skirt that barely covered her ass cheeks, and a blouse with a low cut neck line that showed off almost all of her perky tits that I've just been gushing over. The whole outfit was so tight you were basically looking at the exact shape of her luscious body. I felt my dick stir against my boxers under the covers... she looked like a lady that was ready to party. "What are you doing dressed like that? You're practically naked!" I said, the jealousy rising in my throat. "That's what I was going for!" she said, winking at me. "If you don't want to show me off, I'm going to do it myself!" I really was starting to feel jealous but I also really needed to go to sleep and she should know that. Besides, we'd been married for 20 years and had never had too many bumps in the road. If she wanted to go off and get hit on by strangers, I wasn't very worried anything would happen.. would it?