Every once in a while, you find yourself in situations that test your moral strength and your character. Most times you make your choices and you do what you know is right. But then there may come a time when you decide that what's right, may not be what you really want, and you do what you know in your heart is wrong. Maybe even very wrong.
My wife Terry and I have been married for 5 years now. We have no children and have decided that kids just aren't what we want right now. We both have good jobs and are enjoying the freedom that couples with good incomes and few responsibilities can sometimes have. We have our vacation times at the same time and like to spend time just going to places and doing the things that bring us joy and relaxation. We have many friends and share time with them whenever possible.
First let me tell you about my wife. We were married, both of us at 20 years of age and live in a town just east of Los Angeles. Terry is 5'4" and about 110 pounds. She has natural blond hair, and a beautiful tanned complexion. A great body with 34 inch bust and a slim athletic waist. Her hips are slim as well. One her biggest complaints about herself is that her butt is too flat and lacks shape. I have always told her that she is fine and that I think she is fine just the way she is.
As for myself, I am 5'11" at 190 pounds. I have allowed myself to gain a bit of weight and I make the same promise to myself to do something about it every time I look in the mirror. But, I never do. I am an average looking man with brown hair and no real tan to speak of. In fact I burn like crazy if I am out in the sun more than 30 minutes and I avoid the outdoors whenever I can.
Terry is an office manager for a mid sized company here in LA and I am a partner in a construction company that builds homes. We do pretty good financially.
One couple that we have become friends with, is Mark and Kathy. Kathy works with Terry and Mark works as a plumber. They are both in their mid 20's with no kids, but according to Terry, they have plans to have as many as they can afford when the time is right.
Whenever we get together Terry and Kathy spend most of the time talking about the office and who did what and who needs to be fired this time. Just the typical gossip that you share with CO workers. Mark and I are friendly but we never really hit it off. I get tired of hearing about the last project that he worked on or the customer nightmare of the week. So Mark and I just spend the time watching our wives spending time with each other as friends.
Now I must admit, Kathy is a real stunner. F_ing gorgeous is the way I would have to describe her. She has dark brown hair with olive skin and a figure that belongs in some men's magazine. She is however totally modest about her body and never wears anything that might be considered as risque or for that matter even sexy. But you can tell she is damn near perfect under her clothes if you watch her long enough. Mark is a good looking guy with an average body, but who really cares about him, right?
Also I might add that Kathy is Terry's friend and pretty much tolerates me because of that. We are friendly, but she has always struck me as someone who could take or leave me when we are together.
Anyway, the story comes down to this.
Last summer, Terry and I had made reservations at one of the Las Vegas resorts for the weekend and Terry decided to ask Kathy and Mark to come along. We booked adjoining rooms and planned a weekend of gambling and playing that would take us away from the workplace and allow us to let go a little.
When we arrived, we drove up in separate cars, we checked in and found that our rooms were as expected. Very comfortable, spacious and comfortable. We had a doorway between the suites and we kept the doors open most of the time allowing us to visit as we wished.
Our first night there we went down to the buffet and enjoyed a great dinner and then went to the casino. One thing that Terry and Kathy liked the most were the slots. I like the blackjack tables and Mark seemed to spend most of his time shooting craps. We had agreed to meet up at the bar at 2am to see how the night was going and to check on each other. When the girls got there they were both pretty wasted from all the free drinks the casino provides, and both had lost the money they had allotted for the night. Mark had done well and was a bit toasted himself. I don't really drink too much and I was the most clear headed of the group. But I had still managed to lose big and was ready to quit for the night.
Up in our room Terry and Kathy said their goodnights and Mark and Kathy retired to their room shutting the door that separated our rooms as they left. Terry and I stayed up for a short while watching TV until Terry finally went to sleep. I turned off the TV and settled into bed. One thing about me and Vegas though. Whenever I'm there I just can't seem to sleep. So I stayed awake, in the dark of our room, listening to all of the noises that the city produces at night. I was just about to go to sleep when I heard the sounds from the next room. Kathy and Mark's room. It started out as a quiet giggling and soon became louder and clearer. I her moans and then muffled cries coming from the door. It was soon clear that Mark and Kathy were fucking. The thumping and bumping and the rhythm of their two bodies rocking the bed was loud and clear. I got up and went to the door and listened. I heard Kathy breathing and moaning. Mark would occasionally make a grunt and a moan of his own. Kathy finally let go with a squeal that had to be forced out of her by a powerful orgasm and I tried to imagine what it must be like to be inside of her when she was in such a state. Soon after the noise stopped and I returned to my own bed, with my sleeping wife at my side. Finally I feel asleep thinking of the events that I knew had taken place not 40 feet from where I lay.
