The trip was unexpected but the gift my husband gave me for the trip was even more unexpected. Brent and I have been married for eight years and have had a wonderful marriage for the most part. The only major problem being an affair Brent had on a business trip five years ago. Brent felt terrible about cheating on me and told me all about the affair when he got home. He said that he and his boss had been out drinking and met a couple of girls. Brent's boss insisted on taking the girls out to dinner and drinks and one thing lead to another and Brent ended up in bed with one of the women. He told me that he never intended for anything like that to happen and promised that it would never happen again.
I was very hurt and angry and it took me a long time to forgive Brent and even longer for me to trust him again, but in time we got passed it. Since then Brent has been on several business trips but he assures me that he has not cheated on me again and I believe him. Brent has always been honest and straightforward with me and I know he would confess if he cheated on me again.
A few weeks ago my boss asked me if I would be willing to cover a business conference in Las Vegas for him. He told me I could take Brent with me and gave me the dates of the conference. It was only two weeks away. My boss said the conference started on Monday and ended Thursday. I said I would go because I knew that Brent would love to go to Vegas with me. When I got home that night and told Brent about the trip he was very excited until I told him the dates of the conference. Brent said, "Honey, I can't go. I have an important customer presentation I have to give that week and I can't turn it over to anyone else on such short notice."
I told Brent that I would call my boss and tell him I wouldn't be able to go to the conference after all, but Brent said, "I think you should go. It would be good for your career and a fun experience for you. You've never gone anywhere without me before so I think you should go and have fun."
I said, "Are you sure?"
The next day I made all of my air and hotel reservations. I would fly to Vegas on Sunday, stay at the Monte Carlo hotel and return home on Friday. A couple of days before I was to leave I began getting my clothes together for the trip. As Brent watched he laughed at me because I was only planning on taking my business suites."
Brent said, "You know you are going to Las Vegas don't you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You don't wear business suits to a conference in Vegas. You should take casual clothes and take your bathing suit. You are not going to be spending all of your time in meetings. You have got to have some fun while you're there."
I guessed Brent was right so I put my business suits back in my closet and packed casual clothes and my swimsuit.
On the Saturday evening before I was to leave Brent gave me a package, which contained a lacy black bra and panty set with a matching pair of black thigh high stockings. Brent said, I am taking you out to dinner and I want you to wear these.
I knew what that meant. Over my new sexy underwear I wore a black spaghetti strap cocktail dress. When Brent saw me he said, "You look good enough to eat, maybe for desert."
At dinner we talked about my trip and things I should do while I was there. At first I was nervous about going to Vegas by myself but the more we talked about it the more excited I got.
After dinner we drove down by the lake and sat in the car looking at the boats bobbing up and down at their moorings. Brent kissed me and said, "I am going to miss you but I want you to have fun while you're in Las Vegas," then he kissed me again. The second kiss was more passionate than the first and I felt Brent's hand sliding up my thigh under my dress. He continued to kiss me as he teased my pussy, which was already beginning to tingle with anticipation. When I couldn't stand it any longer I blurted out, "Why don't you just take me home and fuck me?"
I didn't have to ask twice. Ten minutes later we were in our bedroom and Brent was on his knees in front of me, pushing my dress up over my hips. He pressed his mouth over the gusset of my panties and blew hot air through them against my pussy. The sensation was amazing. Then he pulled the gusset aside and buried his tongue inside my dripping wet pussy and nearly brought me to orgasm. It only took an additional two minutes for him to bring me off in a tremendous white-hot orgasm. Then Brent laid me on the bed and as I recovered from my wonderful orgasm he undressed. As soon as he got on the bed with me I took his rock hard cock into my mouth and sucked it the way I know he likes it done. I was ready to bring him to climax in my mouth but Brent pulled back and said that he wanted to mount me from behind. I got on my hands and knees on the bed and when I felt the head of his cock probing my slippery slit I reached back between my legs and guided his cock to my opening. As I felt him enter me I pushed back to take his full length inside me.
I am not sure if I had two orgasms or if it was just one very long orgasm, but it was wonderful. Our sex had always been good but this was one of the best love making sessions we had had in a long time. After Brent finally filled me with his love cream we both collapsed on the bed and we were soon asleep.
Brent drove me to the airport the next morning and waited with me until my plane boarded. As he was kissing me good-bye he told me that he put a gift for me inside my suitcase. Then he said, "I want you to have fun while you are in Vegas."
I asked what the gift was but Brent wouldn't tell me, he just said, "You'll have to wait till you get to your hotel to find out." I had to get on the plane so I kiss him again and headed down the jetway.
The flight out was nice. I read a little, slept a little and watched some of the television shows they had on the plan, and then looked out the window as we flew over the Grand Canyon, Lake Mead and the Hoover Dam. It seemed like I was in Vegas in no time at all. Seeing the strip hotels and casinos as we made our landing approach increased my excitement. Luckily my suitcase was one of the first off the plane so I was able to quickly catch a cab and I was in my room at the Monte Carlo by 1:00 PM.
After a quick look out my window, which faced the MGM hotel, I began to unpack. I had completely forgotten about the gift Brent said he put in my suitcase until I discovered the gift-wrapped package under one of my blouses. I set the package aside to open it later after I finished unpacking and hanging my clothes. When I had hung my slacks and blouses and had put my panty hose and underwear in the dresser drawers I sat down on the bed with Brent's gift. There was a card attached to the outside of the box that said "Read Me First." on the envelope.
I opened the card and read, "Dear Marci, I just wanted another chance to tell you and show you how much I love you. I want you to make sure you have a very good time while you are in Vegas and I hope this gift will help. I won't ask, so when you get home you can tell me as much or as little about your trip as you wish. Love, Brent"
When I finished reading the note my hands were shaking and I wasn't sure why. I slowly removed all of the wrapping then I set the box on the bed and carefully lifted the top off. The contents of the box were hidden under tissue paper. I folded back the tissue paper to discover a very sexy bra and panty set. They were red satin with a sheer lace mesh in the front of the panties and in the cups of the bra.
When I lifted the frilly under things out of the box I found another note from Brent underneath. This note said, "I guess you get the idea now. I want you to know that you have my blessing to do whatever you need to make this trip pleasurable but whatever you decide to do, don't do it for me, do it for yourself."
I put the bra and panties back in the box and reread both notes several times. I didn't know what to think. I had never cheated on Brent and can honestly say I had never thought seriously about cheating on him. Even after his affair it never entered my mind to have sex with another man. I was in shock. Did these notes really mean what I thought they meant? Was Brent telling me that I not only have his permission, but also that he wants me to have an affair? I didn't know how to feel. Should I be happy, angry, sad? I read the notes again, and then put everything, notes and lingerie in one of the dresser drawers. Then I picked up the phone and called Brent.
When he answered the phone there was no hint in his voice that he was thinking about his gift to me. He asked my about my trip, how was the flight, how is the hotel room, how is the weather, etc. I wanted to broach the subject of the gift but Brent wouldn't let me. Finally I just said, "Brent, what is this all about? These notes and the sexy bra and panties. What is it you want me to do?"
Brent said, "I think you already know the answer. I don't want you to do anything more than have the best time that you can while you are in Vegas. I will leave it completely up to you to decide how you do that... Now I don't want to discuss this any further. We can talk about it when you get home if you want to. Just know that I love you."
I said, "Well okay. I love you too.' We talked for a couple more minutes that said our good byes.
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