Chapter 4: A Trip to Vegas

It had been a little over a year since I first met Susan and Max. We got together once a month for “play” time. I had gotten over my nervousness about fucking his wife in front of him. We had also gotten into a much truer version of MFM. By that I mean, we both “played” with Susan at the same time.

Early that spring I was working on the day shift when I got a call to go to the office. The Director of Table Games informed me that he wanted to send me to Vegas for some additional training. Of course, the first thing I thought about was whether or not Susan and Max would like to meet me there. I knew that they had a time share in Vegas and went there twice a year.

I called Max to see if he and his wife could join me in Vegas. After agreeing that they would be there, Max dropped a “bomb” on me. He told me that Susan had become a slave to my cock. She no longer would allow Max to share her with other men. Susan told Max that his cock and my cock were all that she needed or wanted. This really surprised me since Max had told me that he had shared his “hot wife” with over 30 different men. Max said it did not surprise him since I was the only man Susan would fuck bareback.

Cutting to the chase, the three of us did meet in Vegas. During the day, I was in training and they were shopping or sightseeing. We got together for dinner and “play time” in their time share each night. The last night together, we were having dinner at the Hilton, with them sitting in a booth on one side and me on the other, and I told Max that I would like his wife to spend the night with me in my room. Susan got a big smile on her face. Max thought that would be a good idea and then Susan stood up and said she would be right back. It was almost ten minutes before she returned, but instead of sitting with Max again, she sat down next to me.

It was obvious to me that something was different about Susan as she sat down. Her breasts swayed a lot more than earlier. Susan reached under the table and said to Max that she had two things for him. Max reached under the table and when he pulled back he showed me that he had his wife’s bra in one hand and her panties in the other. I knew right away that this was going to be an eventful night.

We finished our dinner and walked to the lobby. When we got outside, Susan turned to Max, gave him a passionate kiss goodbye, and told him not to jack off too much thinking about her fucking my brains out in my room.

It was only a few blocks to my hotel, so I told Susan that we would walk. She was wearing flats, so the walk would be just fine. The only other things she was wearing were a button-down blouse and a skirt. We were about halfway to the hotel when I stopped and turned her toward me. I put my hand under her chin and raised her face so that we stared into each other’s eyes. I told her that I had heard that she had become a slave to my cock. Her face turned bright red and she nodded yes. “Then tonight,” I said, “you will be my sex slave.” I slowly started unbuttoning her blouse while telling her that sex slaves always had to show their naked breasts when with their Master. She turned even redder, if that is possible, but allowed me to completely unbutton her blouse so that anyone and everyone could see her naked tits with her nipples sticking out.