Evelyn hurried through the casino hoping the girls weren't, by some misfortune, suddenly interested in gambling. She managed to get on an elevator by herself and sped down the hall to her room all without being seen by anyone except a few maids. Nothing they haven't seen before Evelyn thought to herself. Suddenly, mortified, Evelyn remembered that she no longer had her room key. Panicked, she flagged down a maid, but with no ID on her to speak of, the maid wouldn't let her in. Then, as luck would have it, Violet got off the elevator and started walking down the hall. Evelyn froze. She was torn between letting Violet see her like this, or having to wait for an indefinite period of time until her other two travel companions came home. She decided that Violet was the better option.
"Hey there," Evelyn shouted down the hall. "Good thing you're back. I forgot my key."
"Where have you been all day girl?" Violet sneered. "Are we too good for you that you have to go and leave us all the time. And where are the clothes you left in?"
Evelyn tried to ignore the question as she followed Violet into the room, but Violet wouldn't let it go.
"Where are your clothes?" Violet asked again. "And where did you get the clothes you are wearing, they don't even fit you – they're way too small."
"It's a long story Violet, please, I'm tired and I'd like to have a shower and get some rest before we all go out tonight," Said Evelyn.
"Oh, so you'll finally come out with us then – splendid. I'll buy you a few shots of Tequila to loosen you up a little bit," Violet managed to spit out.
Evelyn thought that she had put the problem to bed, but Violet was a little too worldly wise to let it go that easily. She would make a mental note to pay a little closer attention to what Evelyn did in the coming days. This was information she might be able to use back home.
Evelyn slept the afternoon away, exhausted from the mental stress she had undergone in the morning. Soon the other girls were back and were making enough noise to wake her up.
"Hey Evelyn, we're going to Rain tonight," said Alex, one of the other two girls. "It's supposed to be one of the best places to go dancing. Are you coming?"
"Sure am," Evelyn lied.
Best that she kept her plans to herself for the time being.
All the girls went for dinner at one of the restaurants in the hotel. They decided to do a little shopping before heading out on the town. Nothing happened in Vegas till later anyway. This was the moment Evelyn had waited for, pretending she had forgotten her id, she stated that she would return to the hotel to get it, and meet up with the rest of them later. Her two friends bought the lie, but Violet did not. Shortly after Evelyn left to go back, Violet made up her own excuse and went off to find Evelyn.
When Evelyn got back to the hotel, she was about to put on the outfit from the store when a small package caught her eye. She walked over to the bed and picked up a little shoebox sized parcel. On the top it read 'This is what you are wearing tonight. Please put it on and come downstairs.' Evelyn looked around the room, and then in the bathroom to see if there was anyone in the room. There was not. Then she opened the door and looked down the hall – again no one. She knew now that things were getting a little strange.
Back inside her room, Evelyn slipped out of the clothes she was wearing and opened the box. Inside were a pair of very small red thong panties, matching 'stick on' panty hose – the kind that stay up without a garter belt, a pair of very high heels and a very tight fitting red dress made of lycra so it clung to her body when Evelyn put it on. Noticeable absent was any type of bra.
Evelyn felt like a hooker as she walked back through the casino to the main door. Violet, who had followed Evelyn, but who had stayed out of site, couldn't believe what Evelyn was wearing – in fact, she nearly missed her walking by. Slowly Violet followed Evelyn to the front door. She noticed two men who had been talking separated when they saw Evelyn come out. One man motioned to Evelyn to get in the back seat of his limo, the other man kept looking at the door – seemingly waiting for someone else to come out at any second.
Violet needed to find out where Evelyn was going, and she knew her only shot at it was to get the information she needed from the second driver. Unbuttoning a few buttons on her shirt, Violet slide up to the second driver and asked where Evelyn's car had gone off to. The driver feigned innocence and said that he and the first driver were just chatting until his ride came. At this point, Violet gently pushed the man back against his car and put her hand in his crotch.
"I can make this very enjoyable for you if you tell me. Otherwise I am going to squeeze very hard and you won't be able to piss straight for a month," Violet intoned.
The man, apparently seeing the writing on the wall, opted for the first option. Violet suggested they both get in the back seat. A few minutes later Violet emerged, wiped the remaining cum off her face, and slyly went back to her room. This evening, she thought, is about to get very interesting.
From the driver, Violet had been able to determine where Evelyn was going and how she could get in to see what was going to happen to her. After changing into something a little sexier, Violet went down to the lobby, withdrew a large amount of cash from the bank machine, went outside, and hailed a cab. She winked to the second driver as she drove away.
Evelyn arrived at the Bellagio a bundle of nerves. She knew that tonight was going to be unlike anything she had ever experienced. There had been a bottle of wine in the car for her and Evelyn had helped herself to two glasses during the short ride as she attempted to calm herself down.
"You're in the penthouse tonight dear," said the driver. "Go on up, they are expecting you."
I wonder who 'they' are, wondered Evelyn as she made her way through the front door.
The foyer of the Bellagio is a beautiful site, and Evelyn was taking it all in. Little did she realize that most of the guests were taking her all in with the way she was dressed. Evelyn made her way over to the bank of elevators at the far end, and got on to the first available one that serviced the penthouse. When she pressed the button however, nothing happened. She pressed it again, but still nothing.
"Allow me," said a man's voice as he came through the doors.
Evelyn thought she recognized the voice, and sure enough, it was the Chinese man who had just made his way into her elevator.
"You need the access card," he said smugly.
The elevator door closed and the ride up began.
"You look very sexy Evelyn," said the little Chinese man. "I'm sure everyone will approve of your outfit."
Evelyn didn't respond. Her palms had started to sweat, and she was getting much more nervous than she had been in years. Thankfully the door opened and Evelyn and the little Chinese man stepped out directly into the Penthouse.
Evelyn was expecting to see a whole group of people waiting for her, but instead there was no one save a striking looking Asian woman dressed in an outfit similar to hers – but in black.
"Follow me please," said the woman. "We must prepare you."
Evelyn followed the Asian woman down the hall. She turned to see if the little Chinese man was behind her, but he had once again disappeared. She made a mental note to try and keep better track of him.
The Asian woman opened a door and showed Evelyn through. It was a smaller room, but the furniture was expensive as was the rest of the decorum. On the small couch in the corner sat the man from the initial card game.
"Good evening Evelyn," said the man. "Very nice to see you again. I must say this outfit is much more becoming than the one you had one the first time we met."
Evelyn did not respond, nor did the man really give her a chance.
"Here are the rules," the man started. "Tonight you will be asked to perform a number of different sexual acts – many of which you may find unnerving. Of course, you will agree to do everything you are asked immediately, failure to do so will result in extreme punishment. So to begin, we are going to do a few things in this room to get you used to what you can expect shortly."
With that cue, the Asian girl walked over to Evelyn, put her hands on Evelyn's shoulders, and pushed her onto her knees.
"Evelyn, have you ever eaten pussy?" the man asked.
"No," Evelyn said quietly.
"Then let's get you acquainted with how to do it," continued the man. "Mrs. Hu, please lift your skirt for Evelyn."
Evelyn suddenly glanced at the Asian girl's ring finger and saw the wedding band. It appeared that Evelyn was not the only one who had lost a poker hand.
As if she had read Evelyn's mind the Asian girl whispered, "I don't lose all the time sweetie, but when I do I end up here. Now please, put your tongue between my legs."
Like Evelyn, the Asian girl was in great shape. Evelyn reached up with both hands and grabbed her just below the ass and pulled herself in closer. Evelyn leaned forward and brushed her nose on the inside of the Asian girl's thigh. Evelyn slowly ran her tongue up until she reached the silky smooth outer lips of the Asian girl's pussy. Evelyn then began to move her tongue over top of the nicely shaved pussy, getting her first taste of another woman.
"How do you like it?" asked the man. "Doesn't Mrs. Hu smell terrific?"
"Y-yes," was all Evelyn could manage.
"Don't be shy now, you are going to be doing a lot of this tonight, better get used to it now," said the man.
