Casino Girl 2

[dplover]

Casino Girl 2

Of course I had thought about her, but the odds of her still working here should have been slim to none.

Corporate books my travel way in adavnce I just get an itinerary, every year I have to make an appearance at the in Vegas Computer Expo, there's always time to kill.

A Crown and Coke appeared next to the $10 slot machine, out of nowhere, it took me a second.

“Hi...”, that black outfit was a completely different thing this year, o god, tights were amazing on Misty, from the front or the back, there was nothing knocked up about her now.

OK, maybe I had done a more than just think about her. But god, who wouldn't have masturbated to a scene forever seared in their memory. What an evening that had been, pretty Misty flat on her back, very pregnant with her first child, on the phone with hubby who was 10,000 miles away, god...I had my way with her...twice.

Yea, he was still in Germany, yes, the baby was great, her mother was sharing the tiny apartment for a while to help with the 9 month old.

I still owed her dinner from last year, the next night she changed in my room, unfortunately that was a show I was not invited to. It wasn't Emeril's, but it was good, we sat at the bar for awhile before getting a table for two, no baby bump this time, bars serve drinks.



“Do you know what a cuckold is...”, every girl has a pair of fuck me pumps, Misty had changed into a dress that matched the heels, I'm sure I looked startled at the question.

“Why...yes...I guess”, three shots, some white wine with her shrimp and pasta, Misty may have been a little bit tipsy

“He was here....when Vega was born...I was in labor when he finally got here ...but he finally did get here”.

They had named the baby girl Vega. Last time I was here she had hated Las Vegas. Now she has named her new baby after a slightly damp spot in the desert or a really bad car built before she was a glimmer in her parents eyes. .

“All natural you know...not even an epidural...he was only here for a few weeks.... had to go back before we could...well you know...but we did things and he talked about that day every time...”. Misty beamed as though natural child birth had just been discovered.

The woman at the next table pretended not to be listening, old bat probably thought I was paying for time with this lovely girl, not so much.

“He still talks about it all the time....he calls it That Day...”. We skipped the dessert tray, this was a conversation for somewhere quiet and a lot more private.

Out of the cab Misty took my hand and lead the way, I had no idea that hotel's still had places like this. Twenty third floor, down a hall, the doorman verified my room key. Fine cigar smoke hung, dark wood, leather booths, in an old movie the lead actor would have slow danced with Misty to Sinatra, in a place just like this.

“I got to work up here one night....god the tips....”, a far away look.

“I have to pee...”, Misty stepped across the empty dance floor, tight dress, the kind that hugs under a girls bottom, maybe a thong, maybe nothing, no way to be sure. A dark booth in the back and a bottle of wine seemed like the a good idea, whatever was swirling around behind her pretty eyes.

“It's good....” I always thought the whole Matr'd wine tasting thing is pretentious, Misty seemed impressed .

“Very good sir, if maybe of assistance...”, finally he was gone. Glasses clicked, god what was on her mind.

“I looked it up, the cuckold thing, it's weird...”, Misty almost whispered.

Dplover

[roadrunner]

I hope there's more! :-)

[Pinayhubby]

You CANNOT stop there. Lol

[Rockhard11]

Agreed. Please continue!!