Viva Las Vegas

by TheMoose63

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Oral Sex, Petting, Cream Pie, .

Desc: Sex Story: Terry's company is having its annual business meeting in Las Vegas and he is taking his wife, Jan with him. Jan hopes to revitalize their sagging sex life, but Terry is too busy. Jim's wife is an executive with the same company and attending the meeting and Jim has nothing to do. Eventually Jim connects up with Jan and a romance begins. This is a love story.

Jan was ecstatic with the news! Her husband, Terry, had just called and told her that his company was having its annual corporate business meeting in Las Vegas and that he, as a senior manager, was allowed to bring her along on the trip. Jan and Terry had been married just over ten years and they hadn't had a vacation in the last seven - and Vegas was going to be the perfect place to renew their sagging sex life. There had been subtle changes over the past two years, their once imaginative three to four times a week sex life had dwindled to once or twice a month. Terry always seemed to be preoccupied with work and his client base and didn't seem to have any time for her. Now they would have a whole week together in Las Vegas. Well she knew that during the day Terry would be busy with company business, but at least the nights would be theirs.

Terry and Jan Perkins home was just outside Orlando, Florida. Jan, after getting the good news, drove down to the mall to shop for some nice clothes for the trip. She bought herself a new, bright neon green bikini that she thought nicely set off her tanned skin and golden blonde hair. In the Learner's shop she found a gorgeous black, spaghetti strap cocktail dress that would be perfect for eveningwear. She stopped at Victoria's Secret and selected three bras with matching panties, one in white, one in black and one was a dashing purple color. Jan took all of her bundles to her car and drove back home.

On April 17th Jan and Terry boarded American Airlines flight number 777 direct from Orlando to Las Vegas. They arrived at 11 a.m. and took one of the plentiful taxis to their hotel, the Rio. The Rio Hotel and Casino is located just west of Interstate 15 and thus they could avoid the rush of the Vegas 'strip'. They were checked in and in their room just in time to grab some lunch.

"Terry, you want to go downstairs and get some lunch? I saw several restaurants as we walked through the lobby."

"Oh, sure honey. What ever you want."

"Well let me go to the bathroom, run a comb through my hair and I'll be ready."

"OK, fine."

God she thought as she sat on the toilet. He hadn't been paying any attention to her since they left home. She wasn't sure where his head was but it sure wasn't with her. She flushed the toilet, washed her hands and fixed her hair. Jan looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, not too bad for 37.

They took the elevator to the lobby, walked across the casino floor to the 'All-you-can-eat' restaurant, and were seated by a waitress. They placed their orders and waited while the waitress served them their iced teas.

Jan looked across the table at Terry. "So I was thinking that maybe we could find a nice nightclub and maybe even take in a show while were here, what do you think?"

Terry didn't move nor did he answer her.

"Terry? Did you hear what I said?"

"Wha... what? I'm sorry; my mind is a million miles away. Christ Jan, I've got three contracts outstanding and I have to get them signed. The clients will be here today and tomorrow and I have to wine and dine them."

"God Damn it Terry, what about us?"

"I can't help it Jan, I've got to get these contract done or I'm in deep shit. After lunch I'm going to meet the guys from Billings in the lobby and we'll be busy until well after 10 p.m. You'll just have to fend for yourself. Go out, have some fun, then by the end of the week we can spend some time together."

Jan had tears in her eyes. She got up from the table and started to walk out of the restaurant.

"Hey honey, where are you going?"

"What the fuck difference does it make to you? You're busy with business anyway so I'll just go out and fend for myself." Jan stomped out of the restaurant and went back up to their room. She had decided that today she would spend some time at the pool so when she got back to her room she stripped off her clothes and grabbed her bikini from the drawer. She put on the bottom and noticed a little bit of hair showing so she took her scissors and went into the bathroom to trim it off before heading out to the pool. Her reflection in the mirror caught her attention. She looked critically at herself turning first this way and then that way. Her butt was still firm with almost no sag, there was no sag to her breasts mainly because they were 34B, but they look real good on her 5'7", 124 pound frame. No she thought there were many men that would like to try and get into her panties. She finished dressing and went down to the hotel pool.

Jan picked out a nice lounge chair, spread her towel and ordered a vodka and tonic from the roving waiter. After spreading sun screen on her arms and legs she lay back and 'people watched' through her sunglasses. There was a ton of women with their children, some young girls but very few 'single' men. Well, just my luck anyway. Then 'he' walked into the pool and grabbed a chair near the bar. Jesus for an older man, he is a god!

He looked to be in his late 40's or early 50's. He was well over six feet and was in great shape, no body fat anywhere. His hair was a salt and pepper color and he couldn't have been more than 195 pounds. Jan had never thought about an older man as a lover, well except when she was a teen and had a crush on had father, but this is one good looking man - if he could carry a conversation he would be a perfect lover. As she watched him through her sunglasses she noticed that he was wearing a gold wedding ring. Just my luck.

Jan was asleep that night when Terry finally returned to the room. He was just a bit tipsy and he clumsily tried to get undressed. She felt bad about that afternoon and was determined to make it up to him.

"Hi honey, how did it go? They sign on the dotted line?"

"Ah... yea... finally. Shit heads musta drunk half the bar before tho. How are you?"

"Good baby, Look." Jan pulled back the sheet to reveal that she was nude. "I've been waiting for you."

"Oh... nice, but not... now. I gotta check my e-mails. Maybe in the mornin."

Jan rolled over in the bed and as the tears flowed down her cheeks she silently sobbed.

The next two days were exact copies of the previous day. Terry would get up in the morning, dress and go off to meetings. He would get back to the room by three or four, change clothes again and then head off to meet his clients. He actually hadn't even kissed her in two days!

At seven that night Jan decided that it was her turn to do something, anything. She took a hot shower, put on her black lace panties and bra, she decided against wearing pantyhose, as it was just too hot if she went outside, and then donned her black cocktail dress. She took the elevator to the lobby and wandered around the casino floor playing quarter slots as they took her fancy. Jan really wasn't into gambling so she quickly got bored with the machines and ended up at a small lounge bar in the center of the floor. She ordered a vodka and tonic and sipped her drink as she watched the people all around her gambling away their money.

"Excuse me?"

Jan turned and saw HIM standing right behind her. "Yes?"

"Well I really don't mean to intrude on your space, but I saw you out at the pool the other day, alone and now again tonight. I'm not trying to pick you up or anything, but my wife is off on business and I'm all alone too so, Christ I'm making a mess of this, I was wondering if you would like to share a dinner table with me?"

"Uh, I don't think so..."

"Oh come on, I'm not going to bite or anything. I'm just lonely and I thought... well maybe you would..."

Why the fuck not Jan, that asshole husband has left you alone for three days, why not have a little fun, after all it's only a dinner. "OK, why not. Jan, my name is Jan."

"Oh God thank you. Jim. Jim Burton."

"Nice to meet you Jim Burton." Jan chuckled and took his arm.

Jim walked her to the hotel front door and hailed a cab and he gave a local address to the driver. "I know a really great Italian restaurant on the East side of town, you'll love the food."

Jan was a little nervous about leaving the hotel with a perfect stranger, but by the time they were in the cab it was too late to change her mind. "Good, I really love Italian."

Jim paid the driver and they went inside and were seated in a nice booth near the back of the restaurant. "So tell me Jan, what is a beautiful woman like you doing all alone in Las Vegas?"

"Well I'm a business widow. My husband is a region VP and his company is having their annual corporate business meeting here. My husband, Terry, is taking care of clients, so I am left to fend for myself. What about you?"

"God it sounds like exactly the same thing. My wife, Marion is a regional too and here for the same type of meeting. Your husband doesn't work for Agustian Worldwide per chance?"

"Yes he does. You've got to be kidding? They both work for the same company?"

"Apparently so."

Their dinner arrived and they began eating. Jim had ordered a nice bottle of red wine and they toasted to a new friendship.

"Tell me Jim, how are you able to get away for this meeting. I mean I'm just a housewife, but how do you do it?"

"Well I am actually just a house husband. Ten years ago I developed a small company in San Jose and two years ago, just before the fall of the industry I sold it for a bundle. I kind of retired to enjoy life but Marion wouldn't quit working, so here I am."

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