Four Lovely Ladies In Vegas Part 1
True story from my younger days.
A few years back in Vegas when my band 'Brandy played shows at Caesars main floor, [mainly 70's and 80's covers] I found myself doing a one man show type of gig after hours in the 'sidebar.
It stayed open 24/7 and was a nice cozy lounge for worn out patrons not wanting to go to bed.
It was a fun gig as all the guests were mostly 40- to 60-year-old women who enjoyed my looks and sound.
Plus, the fact that I know every rock tune and love song ever written!
Want "lady in red? You got it! "Yesterday? Sure. Simon and Garfunkle? You get the idea. My tip jar stayed full of playing requests.
One morning around 2:30am a stacked and shapely brunette came up and requested
"A whiter shade of pale- which I love and sing well. Looking into her exciting brown eyes to keep me from staring at world class cleavage, I smiled and nodded yes. "Sing it for Marsha, ok?" "Gladly!" I replied.
She quickly dropped some money in my jar and returned to her booth of friends, who all joined together giggling and occasionally looking at me.
I was still overwhelmed by watching her tight perfect ass wiggling away from me. Damn, was I hard!
Playing an acoustic guitar on this song is difficult to say the least. But I aced it! I couldn't help but watch the Lady [Marsha?] as I sang to her.
She would peek around mischievously at me while I sang and appeared to be singing along to me. When I smiled at her, she grinned and stuck out her tongue at me. Wow!
I felt a warm tingle permeate my dick and without thinking, stuck my tongue right back.
Her friends saw the exchange and began hooting and laughing, causing a blush to flare up on her lovely face.
For the next 20 minutes I tended to watch Marsha and her friends as they obviously enjoyed the attention. Marsha especially
.
I announced my last song of the evening and stared as two of the ladies rushed up to the small bandstand, laughing and grinning, asked for an Eagles tune, 'Love will keep us alive' for Marsha please!"
Straight faced I said. "I don't do Eagles but I will do sheep, squirrels and the occasional virgin.
I thought they were going to wet themselves they laughed so much. The entire lounge knew I was a jokester.
As they walked back to the booth, I heard one say. "We Know Marsha's not a virgin, maybe she'll connect-he looks so much like Ted!"
Again, that swelling and tickling in Jack jr.
Whoo, fun ladies, I hoped they were staying in the hotel for a few more days- some nights were just plain boring- but not tonight!
Putting my guitar in its case and giving half the tip jars total to my friendly bartender and waitress, I heard the lounge music start up with a slow tune.
"Jack, can I buy you a cocktail? You've really made our night fun!"
Hmm. Sounds familiar...
Turning to the voice and seeing Marsha, I enthusiastically said, "Sure! Let me change my shirt since it's a house uniform, house rules ya know."
I was back in two minutes wearing a light blue tee that said, 'I've got guns!" I work out a bunch and look good in a tight tee and shorts.
There was no one at the booth when I walked up and I almost turned to go when that sweet voice called me from the back booth corner.
"Hello Cutie!" Marsha was almost invisible leaning back in the dimly lit booth.
"Come sit for a while." Patting the space next to her,
I did and immediately noticed something different about the gorgeous woman.
Hair? Lipstick? Ahh, she had removed her bra and her breasts hardly sagged.
OMG! Boobs that were the size of cantaloupes Her nipples were the size of jellybeans and pointed right at me! Aureoles were half a dollar sized and begged to be worshipped by a willing tongue. Hopefully mine....
Marsha offered me a glass of red wine and I sipped lightly waiting for her to speak.
"Jack, you have a wonderful talent. I could listen to you all night!"
"Thank you Marsha, you're very beautiful... and sexy!" I used that line a lot! Great icebreaker.
She looked up and smiling said.
"I want to dance with you! They're playing 'Whiter Shade for me- I requested it while you changed."
"Absolutely! Lets go!" I offered my hand and we danced out onto the dance floor.
I felt I was holding a dream, Her full breasts pressed against my chest and flattened softly while her rock hard nipples pressed sensuously into me.
I held her closer and looking into my eyes, Marsha slowly rubbed those nipples, slowly, back and forth on me.