Was It Revenge or Not?

******Chapter Two

Las Vegas arrival

I had already been in Vegas a few days before Angie’s arrival on Friday night. I picked up groceries, bottled water, wine and liquor.

I was sitting on a bench in the baggage claim area, when I spotted her, no missing her red flowing hair. She looked absolutely beautiful, alluring and sexy, almost the same as when we had our affair. She was wearing a light green, stretchy, low cut blouse, skin tight jeans and tennis shoes. She had not spotted me sitting on the bench. But I took my time to gawk and ogle her curvy figure.

I got up and walked over and touched her shoulder. She turned and we hugged. We told each other how nice it was to see each other again, how the flight was and other small talk, waiting for her small suitcase.

When her suitcase arrived, I grabbed it off the turnstile and we headed out to the parking lot, holding hands.

We arrived at the car and she said in a surprised voice, “I don’t believe it, you still have your convertible.”

I replied, “I never got rid of it.”

“Oh yes, I remember getting driven and ridden by you in this car, and oh, those reclining bucket seats. I hope it wasn’t difficult getting the stains off the seats”, she said with a giggle.

I opened her door and she jumped in. I put her suitcase in the backseat and got in the driver’s side. Before I started the car, I leaned over and kissed Angie softly on the lips.

After the kiss I said, “I’m really happy you decided to come. Would you like me to put the top down?”.

Laughing she said. “I haven’t come yet, but I’m hoping I will many times this weekend”. Then added. “Should I put my top down too?”

“I see you still have your sense of humor, and use of innuendo.” I said with a chuckle, leaving the airport. “Would you like to get a bite to eat, or a drink?”.

“By the way, thanks for the airline ticket, and first class to boot, nice surprise. I had a nice dinner and a few drinks on the plane. I worked all day, the excitement of the trip, and time change, has made me tired. Could we just go to the timeshare, we can catch up there, and I can get some rest before the weekend really begins, hope you’re not disappointed”, she told me.

“Not at all, totally understand. I’ll drive the strip on the way to the timeshare, so you can see the night life and lights of Vegas.” I said.

Arriving at the timeshare, she went to unpack, plus let her daughter and Maggie know she had arrived safely. I opened a bottle of wine, we sat on the coach, and caught up on all aspects of our lives. Again, I reiterated that the weekend was to have fun, and nothing else, and I wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize her present relationship.

Which brought me to the obvious question, “What did your boyfriend think about you coming to Vegas?”

“Oh yea that! To be honest, I seem to miscalculate and make unsound decisions related to all the men in my life. First, there was my husband, then you came along, and now my boyfriend which I really don’t want to discuss. I gave my heart to each one of you and it always ends up getting broke, EVERY DAMN TIME. Further more, now you come prancing along, and parachute back into my life”, she said in a sad, depressed tone. After a few awkward, silent moments she added. “I’m sorry, I digress, this is not supposed to be a pity party, but a fun weekend.”

I was taken back at her comments about the men in her life men, especially comments about me. I began to think maybe this reunion was a bad idea.

Finally, with a smile on her face she said, “Well you know what they say, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. I believe I’ll head off to bed and see you in the morning. Thanks again for the invite. Oh by the way, Maggie wants pictures.”

“I’m sure its been a long day for you. Sleep in as long as you like. Just so you know, I get up early, I’m kind of an early riser. I’ll try no to distribute you”, I told her.

She leaned over gave me a good night kiss then giggled and asked. “Does this get up early too?” As she ran a finger slowly over my crotch. “I know how cocks like to crow early, informing everyone their UP.”

She got up and went to her bedroom, and I went to mine. A short time later, my phone buzzed, checking I received a text from Maggie.

She texted: “Just heard from Angie…..Fuck! you two are sleeping in separate rooms? Next time invite me, I would have already sucked you dry, and now we be fucking our brains out. Good night daddy…lol”.

******

Vegas first full day

I was up early and quietly made coffee, trying not to distribute Angie. I took my coffee on the verandah and was checking email and reading on my tablet. About 8:30, Angie came out on the verandah with a cup of coffee. She was wearing an oversized Minnesota Viking football jersey.

She gave me a quick kiss on the lips and said. “Wow, I slept like a rock. Looks like you do get up early.” Standing next to me, she ran her finger slowly along the crotch of my gym shorts, just like she did the night before and asked. “Was Willie up early also, did I miss your cock standing tall and crowing?”

I laughed at her comment and asked. “Where did you get that football jersey? You may not remember, but I’m not a big fan of the Minnesota Vikings.”

“Maggie, gave it to me. She dated a football player a couple of years back and he gave her a bunch of football stuff. They dated for about a year, he is now playing for some other team. I don’t know what position he played, but I know Maggie saw every position”, Angie said laughing.

Angie continued, “You know Maggie! She tried to hook me up with some of his black friends, but the ones I met, only wanted sex. Maggie fit their lifestyle much better, lots of big parties and strip clubs, I’m too old for that. You will need to have Maggie tell you about it, they did some crazy shit”.

“If you don’t like me wearing the jersey, I can always take it off”, she said laughing. “I’m sure the other guests wouldn’t mind, as I’m naked underneath.”

Changing the subject I asked. “What would you like for breakfast? I can whip something up or there is a restaurant down the street?”

She took me by the hand and pulled me into the living room. She stripped off the football jersey and just as she had said, was totally naked. I was once again overwhelmed by her beauty. She was every bit as gorgeous as I remember. Her white, alabaster skin accented her red hair, the cute little red patch above her pussy, her pink areolas, nipples, and the pink lips of her mouth and pussy.

I stood ogling her body. Blood rapidly rushing to my cock, making it stiff and ready for action. I slipped off my tee shirt and gym shorts, making me as naked as her.

“Oh, look at you, all big and hard”, as she did a pirouette and a curtsy “Did I cause that, or is it just morning wood, maybe you took a little blue pill?” She asked.

“No, you caused it” as I slowly stroked my cock. “You are even more beautiful, gorgeous and sexy, then I remember.”

“Thank you”, she replied with a smile. “Your cock is just the way I remember it, that slight bend to the right, big, thick and hard. “If you wouldn’t mind, could you stroke it for me? I want to take a short video of you doing it, so I can send it to Maggie?”

“I have no problem doing that, as long as it is just for Maggie’s viewing pleasure.” I replied, as Angie used her phone to take a short video of me stroking my cock.

“She is going to love seeing the cock I enjoyed so many times.” She continued. “I know we are both turned on and very horny at the moment, but I have to be honest, I’m not ready to fuck you. I just cannot allow you to enter my life and think we can pick up where we left off. Do you understand that, sweetie?”

I replied, “Of course, no problem, I told you no obligations, only a fun weekend.”

“Thanks for understanding, baby. I know we are both horny and need to get off, so lets masturbated in front of each other. Come over here”.

She sat down in one of the living room chairs, draped her legs over the arms, spreading herself wide. I took the foot stool and sat on it in front of her. Her hands went to her pussy and she spread her lips wide, exposing the deep pink, corral color within. She diddled her clit and moaned, as I watched and stroked my hard cock slowly. Soon she had two fingers pumping her pussy while the other hand tickled her clit.

I was so tempted to either put my face between her spread thighs or stick my cock into her hot hole. I was so hard and leaking pre-cum.

“I love how your foreskin rolls smoothly over your swollen cock head, it’s very erotic. Do you love seeing me drill my fingers in my moist twat? Look baby, I’m adding another finger to stretch my pussy walls, the same way that piece of meat you’re stroking did. I’m sure you remember how tight, wet and warm my pussy was? Remember how you pumped that fuck stick relentlessly into me, every chance you could. How much you loved eating my fuck hole, lapping up copious amounts of my tart, tangy, girly juice”, she verbalized.

Her head went back, and she moaned, as she increased her self inflicted finger fucking. The hand that was playing with her clit, went to her breast, squeezing, rolling, and pinching her hard nipple.

“FUCK, its building, I need to cum”, she yelled. How are you doing baby? Are you getting close? I want you to cum with me, you old bastard. You seduced me and took advantage of my innocent youth, knowing you were fucking a married woman, and mother. Jack your cock off you motherfucker, shoot on my tits and face. Faster, beat it faster, listen to the squishy sounds I’m making as I finger fuck my wet cunt?”

“Angie your so fucking sexy, I’m so close to cumming.”, I screamed, pumping my throbbing cock.

Suddenly, she jammed her fingers deep in her pussy and held them there. I saw she had pinched her nipple hard. Her head was back, eyes close, mouth open and her thighs began to twitch. Her orgasm was flowing through her body. It was very erotic to watch. I stood up in front of her. Stroking my cock with one hand and the other touching and rolling my bloated, full balls. She opened her eyes, took her fingers out of pussy and watched as I stroked my cock in front of her.

“That’s it baby, stroke your cock for me. Shoot your spooge on me. I’m such a slut, I enjoy cum washing my womb, shooting on me, and down my throat. I’ve sucked and fucked so many different cocks, I’m just a wanton bitch. Faster, make it spit”, she explicitly told me.

She took her legs off the arms of the chair and sat on the edge of the chair. I shot my load hitting her neck and face. She had cum dripping off her chin and down over her heavy, full breasts. She took a finger, wiped a big glob on it and put it in her mouth. Then she took two fingers, the same ones that she had used to finger fuck herself, got another glob of sperm and held it out to me.

“Taste it! Eat what you used to pump into my pussy”, she sternly said.

I licked and sucked the combined juices off her fingers. I believe we both were satisfied, but I was curious about her mentioning not wanting to fuck me, plus the humiliating overtones of my age and our affair. I guess she will tell me when she is ready, I was not going to push the subject. We both went to our separate bedrooms and cleaned up. I was making eggs and bacon when she returned.

I asked, “Is there anything special you would like to see or do while in Vegas?”

“Not really, you’ve been here many times before, I’ll leave myself in your capable hands”, she replied, then asked. “You got anything on your mind?”

I mentioned that I had made dinner reservations at a very nice restaurant in the Venetian Casino. I could cancel the reservation if she wanted to do something else. She agreed that it would be lovely, kind of like a date.

Next I suggested a shopping spree at a mall directly across from the Wynn Casino and then grab lunch at the Maggiano’s Italian restaurant.

Puzzled she asked, “Why do we need to go shopping, I packed a few nice dresses?”

“Two reasons”, I replied. “First, a very selfish one, I have always wanted to take you dress shopping. Second, this is Vegas, let’s really do it right, let’s dress to the nines. I plan on shopping for a new outfit, and would love your input and approval on my selections. I want to make you proud, as I escort the most beautiful creature in Vegas.”

Smiling widely she said, “That’s so sweet.” Then she kissed me, this kiss was not the soft kisses we shared so far, but a full tongue, passionate kiss. After our kiss, she said laughing, “Sounds like you thought and planned this well in advance. You want to take me dress shopping? Does that have anything to do with the company Christmas Party years back and the dress I wore that night?”

“Well, I must admit that dress did cause me a lot of discomfort that night”, I said laughing.

Angie started to reiterated my fascination with that dress. How she went dress shopping, for just the right dress, one she knew would drive me crazy with desire. It was a black, tight fitting, sequin dress, that showed off her legs, plump butt and plenty of cleavage. How pleased she was knowing my eyes followed her everywhere that evening, but I couldn’t have her. How I was somewhat jealous, because of the attention she attracted from other men, all while I sat, chatted and danced occasionally with my wife. We both laughed as she reconstructed the evening.

“You remember what happened when we had our first rendezvous after the Christmas Party?” She asked.

“Yes of course how could I forget”, I said.

Angie continued, “I was in the hotel room well before your arrival. I put the dress on and waited until you unlocked and entered the room. The look on your face was astonishing, you just stood their like a statue, speechless”, she said giggling. “I walked up to you and we kissed passionately, and you mauled my ass. Then pushed me to the bed, turned me around, told me to put my hands on the bed, hiked the dress up to my waste, pulled down my panties, you dropped to your knees and licked my pussy and ass from behind.”

“You then dropped your trousers and underwear, and pushed your stiff cock in my dripping fuck hole. I remember how hard, fast, brutal and ruthless you fucked me. I’ve never forgotten, that after you came, pulled out, how much cum dripped out of my freshly fucked pussy and down my inner thighs. I’ve never seen you so turned on, and it was one of the best fucks you ever gave me.” Laughing, she added, “You have no idea how much it cost and how embarrassed I was to have the cum stains removed from that dress.”

“So, is that the type of dress we are shopping for today?” She said with a smile on her face.

“Well that dress certainly looked sexy on you. You teased me the entire night, knowing I couldn’t do a damn thing about it, with my wife present. So I guess when I did get the chance to see you in it again, I was overwhelmed with lust”, I replied. “I believe anything you pick out today, will make you look even more beautiful, alluring, hot and of course sexy.”

We visited several nice dress shops, with Angie trying on many dresses, each modeled for my approval. Finally, she found one she absolutely loved, as did I. It was an off the shoulder, black dress. The hem made this dress so sexy, instead of a straight hemline this one was at an angle. The hemline on her left leg came down mid-thigh, then it cut upward to her right hip, almost to her waist. It was outstanding and so sexy on her, it actuated her thick thighs, plump ass and plenty of cleavage. She also purchased some high heels.

Next, we hit the men’s shops. We agreed on a nice pair of jeans, white linen shirt, blue sports coat and a pair of brown shoes.

Carrying our packages, we headed to Maggiano’s for lunch. As we were leaving the restaurant, she grabbed my hand and we headed back to the mall. She informed me, she would need some nylons and panties to go with her dress. Into a Victoria Secrets we went. The saleslady asked Angie what she needed, she opened the garment bag, and showed her the dress. The saleslady smiled and told her to follow. I felt awkward being in a lingerie store, especially with a woman 18 years younger then me. I walked around browsing at all the wonderful intimate apparel. I was looking at a large table full of panties, which had every style, color and fabric. I picked up a pair of white, cotton panties, with little pink polka dots on them and my mind went back to Maggie, telling me about hers.

“Nice aren’t they?” A different saleslady asked me. “They’re very popular “, as she picked up several pairs to show me. “See how cute these are, got little cupit characters shooting arrows, and these say, LICK ME, we have pairs with that written on the front or back”, she said laughing. “This pair has little, black kitties all over them”, holding them up for me to view. “This pair just says Meow and I’m sure you get the connotation. These two are our best little girl, cotton panties sellers, as she held them up. “This one says DADDIES LITTLE GIRL and these just say DADDY.”

I must say I was taken back at how bold she was in explaining the panty line. She showed no embarrassment, unlike me, blushing red. I felt like everyone in the store was looking at me and thinking I’m some kind of pervert. I thanked her and moved to another table.

Finally, Angie returned. She showed me two pair of nylons she was considering and wanted my opinion. She mentioned that only thigh high nylons will work with this dress, pantyhose would be obvious and a garter belt would also show. Both pairs were a smoky grey, one pair, the elastic top was striped and had a back seam, the other was fishnet and the elastic top was a sheer lacy material.

“I’m glad you’re looking at panties, I will need either a G-String, or a high thigh thong”, she said.

Taking Angie by the arm the saleslady pulled her towards another table. “Oh, I’ve got just what you need. With the dress cut high on the one side, showing a bit of panty would be very sexy, ” the saleslady said.

They sorted through all types of styles and colors. Every so often holding them up for my opinion or approval.

The saleslady mentioned, “You might want a totally different color then your dress. A bold color like pink, red, white, or even a nice purple, so people know what’s under that dress. That could be very hot and sexy”, she said.

Angie looking at me, asked. “Sweetheart, which panties do you like? Should I show a little panty material or just a g-string? How bold do you want me to be? I could always go commando.”

The saleslady laughed and said. “Yes that is an option of course, remember you can always take your panties off… later. I know how thongs and g-stings can become uncomfortable with material getting wedged into all those tight crevices.

“Honey, I think I should wear something, you know how sweaty and moist I can get. I wouldn’t want to stain the dress so quickly”, Angie said with a giggle. “So which ones baby?”

Feeling small beads of sweat on my brow I told her, “I cannot decide, get all of them.”

Angie and the saleslady both laughed. Suddenly the the saleslady that showed me the cotton panties walked up. She wanted to know if I wanted any of the cotton panties I had looked at. I told her I was not interested, however Angie picked up on her statement.

“Cotton panties? You were looking at cotton panties?” Angie asked in a surprised voice.

Before I could answer, the saleslady interjected and said, “I showed him most of the line.” Off we went, to that table of panties. The saleslady began showing Angie the same styles she showed me. When they got to the panties that said, DADDIES LITTLE GIRL and DADDY, Angie laughed.

Looking at me Angie said, “I’ve got to get a Vegas gift for Maggie, sweetheart. These are prefect for that little bitch”. Telling the saleslady, “I’ll take this pair in this size, and this pair I’d like in my size.”

As I was paying for the purchases, Angie kissed me on the cheek. Just as Angie took the bag from saleslady she said. “Darling, thank you for all the pretty things you bought me. I cannot wait to get to our room, so I can model everything for you. Thank you so much Daddy, I love you.”

With uncontrollable laughter, we hastily walked out the store. On the way back to the timeshare we talked about our shopping experience. I mentioned how uncomfortable I was in the Victoria Secrets store. I explained how people or even the salespeople might have thought either, I had bought you for the day (a prostitute) or I was your sugar daddy, but your daddy comment topped it all off.

Angie leaned over and kissed my cheek then bite my ear lobe and whispered. “I think you should be the one to go commando this evening.” Then she squeezed my bulge. “You may get lucky tonight and get to fuck me in this dress and the less clothes you wear the better.”

Once back at the timeshare, Angie decided to take a nap, before getting ready for our date. I decided to spend an hour or so down by the pool as it wouldn’t take me as long to get ready. I changed into my swim trunks, grabbed a towel, a water and my phone. I found a lounge near the edge of the pool, laid down and was reading some emails. Then I receive a text from Maggie.

She texted: “Hi baby cakes, loved the video of you and pictures from this morning. Very hot and sexy.”

I replied: “Glad you enjoyed them.

Her next text: “I got so turned on watching you beat your meat in front of Angie. I couldn’t believe how big and hard you were. God if you get that fucking horny looking at Angie’s cunt, would it be bigger and harder, knowing my pussy is even younger then hers? I pulled out my vibrator and masturbated watching you. I was thinking how good it would feel to be drilled by your daddy cock…lol

My reply: Maggie, maybe to much information….lol

Maggie texted: “So you guys have not consummated yet? Angie looked like such a whore with your sticky juice dripping off her face. What a fucking waste, I would have taken that protein shake either in my mouth, pussy or ass. Wouldn’t you like to stick your old man cock, in my tight small ass? I know you fantasize about my younger body, and how you would abuse it for your own perverted pleasures.”

My reply: “Maggie I believe its more of your fantasy then mine.”

She texted: “You’re right, I have this new overwhelming fantasy, to sample your big, thick, uncut cock, and a strong desire for an experienced older man like you. Not sure why that’s my fantasy, maybe its all the hot stories Angie told me, or I’m just a horny, dirty, slut, with a daddy fetish. I’m juicing up just texting you my thoughts. Don’t tell Angie, ok?”

I replied: “OK Maggie my lips are sealed, but this is about enough. I need to shower and get ready for the evening. Bye

That was a new revelation, I was not convinced of Maggie’s so called desire, she could be just messing with me again. I also ran the possibility that Angie and her could be testing me, am I just doing all of this for sex or am I truly looking for a relationship with Angie.

I entered the timeshare and I could hear that Angie was up and likely getting ready. I grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator and knocked softly on Angie’s bedroom door. She yelled for me to come in, so I did. She was not in the bedroom, but in the bathroom.

“Thought you might like some water while you’re getting dressed”, I told her. As I turned the corner to enter the bathroom, I stopped dead in my tracks. “Damn”, was all that came out of my mouth. Angie was standing, wearing only the stripped top, high thighs nylons.

Smiling, as she watched me gawk at her naked body, she said. “Cat got your tongue, sweetie? It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before. Are you going to give me the water or just continue to gaze at me?”

I apologized and handed her the bottle of water. She opened it and took a drink.

“Thank you, that was so sweet, my mouth was a bit dry”, she said. “Come over her and let me thank you with a kiss, before I put my makeup on.”

We embraced and passionately began kissing. Our tongues swirling, moving back and forth between our mouths. My hands dropped to her bare ass cheeks and I squeezed and massaged the soft flesh. Once our deep kiss ended, I lowered my head and softly kissed the top her breast. She took her hand lifted one of her breasts to my mouth and fed me her nipple. My hands wandered from her ass to her hips and then to the top of her nylons.

“Oh yes, lick and suck my nipple, it feels wonderful”, as she continued to hold her breast to my mouth. “I see you still have your fondness for sexy nylons.” As her other hand grabbed and squeezed my stiffening cock. “Sweetheart, I know we are both turned on once again, and I would love to fuck right now, but then we will be late for our dinner reservation”, she scolded, in a fun manner.

We separated, she turned her back to me and bend over, giving me a prefect view of her vulva, encased by two, white, plump ass cheeks. She slowly ran her hands up and down her nylon cover legs.

I watched, with a huge bulge in my swim trunks, as she asked. “Are my seams straight, darling?” She stood up turned around and saw my condition and said. “Did my sexy nylons give you a boner? Of course they did, you naughty boy, just like my sexy lingerie did years ago. “Let me see it, drop your swim trunks. My, oh my, a big, hard dick, what to do, what to do”, she giggle.

She grabbed a towel, laid it on the floor, knelt down on it and began licking my stiff cock and balls, leaving a wet saliva trail, it felt so wonderful. She then took my cock in her wet, warm mouth and sucked. Soon she was bobbing her head up and down on my shaft, as I began thrusting my hips, trying to push more cock deeper down her throat.

She stopped and popped my cock out of her warm mouth, saying. “Honey, please don’t mess my hair up, so no grabbing my head or hair trying throat fuck me, ok. Just let me suck you off and drain your balls. I’ll swallow all your spunk, that way we won’t make a mess. Besides it’s been a very long time since I last drank your love juice.”

Since I could not grab her head or hair, I placed one hand on the counter and the other behind my back. She would suck fast then slow, hard then soft, at times just lick and kiss my cock head and shaft. Her technique was exquisite, swirling her tongue, sucking my balls, playing with my frenulum glans, slapping my dick on her tongue as she looked up at me. I was getting close and told her so. That made her begin sucking with a hungry fervor. I pushed my hips forward trying my best to get as much cock as I could down her throat.

“ANGIE PLEASE DON’T STOP!….. I’M SO CLOSE….I’M GOING TO….AH…FUCK….

SWALLOW IT YOU BITCH…EAT MY CUM….DAMN”, I yelled as I erupted in her mouth.

My legs were weak and I was glad I had a hand on the counter to steady myself. I was catching my breath, as she softly sucked the remaining remnants of my climax from my cock. Soon she took her mouth off my cock and stood up.

“Not as big a load as I expected, but it is your second one so far today. Will you need to take a Viagra this evening? As I plan on being well satisfied,” she said with a laugh.

“Angie, that was unbelievable, thank you. Believe me you’re all the Viagra I need”, I told her.

“I think I told you already, I’ve sucked a lot of cocks, since we last were together. A girl is going to learn a few things, practice makes perfect”, she said giggling. “You know you should eat more fruit, it sweetens the taste of cum, yours is a little bitter. Now kiss me and get a good taste of your spunk and see what I mean”, she instructed me.

We kissed and when my tongue probed her mouth I did get a good taste of my sperm. It was bitter, but I really had no comparison. She slapped my ass, told me to get out, shower and get dressed.

I finished cleaning up and dressed, well before Angie came out. I opened a bottle of Champaign and waited for her grand entrance, and her entrance was exquisite. She was drop dead gorgeous, the dress was fantastic, back seamed nylons, high heels, her red hair, makeup prefect, and her lipstick was a sexy, deep, glossy pink.

“Angie, you look fantastic in that dress and you’re absolutely stunning”, I said. “You’re so beautiful”….. “and darn right sexy”, as I handed her a glass of Champaign. ” I love how your lipstick and nail polish match.”

“Thank you, sweetie”, as she took the glass of Champaign from me. “You look very handsome also. I pick the lipstick and nail polish up at Victoria Secrets during our shopping spree, it’s called Catwalk, glad you approve”, she said. “It’s guaranteed to leave a beautiful lipstick stamp on your cock and balls later”, she said giggling.

“Can you take a few pictures of me and then a few of us together?” she asked.

I took several pictures of her from every possible angle. The angled hem of her dress was so sexy, the right side was cut as high as her hip. I thought she was commando, as I couldn’t spot any sign of panties. However, you could see she was wearing high thighs, the stripped, elastic material on her thick upper thigh was visible, that was really hot looking. When she turned around the dress really showed off her round, plump ass, the back seams of her high thighs, almost got me hard again. Holding a phone selfie stick, we took a few pictures of both of us standing next to each other. Then a couple of her kissing my cheek.

Then she surprised me, she urgently began rubbing my cock through my jeans, until I had a noticeable bulge showing. She turned sideways to me, raised her leg half way up my leg, grabbed my bulge and wanted several picture of that pose.

“Maggie and my daughter are going to love all these pictures of me in this dress”, Angie said. “I’ll make sure I copy you on them too.”

“I don’t mind Maggie seeing any of the pictures, but you are not planning on sending any of the pics of you touching my crotch to your daughter, are you?” I inquired.

Angie began laughing and replied. “My daughter is eighteen now, you silly man. She is a grown woman now, not that sweet little girl you probably remember. She and my boys know everything about our affair.

“I’m not ashamed for her to see, how her old mother, can still get a rise out of the same man that drove a wedge between her father and mother. The man that said he loved me, fucked me so many times, before I went home to my children. How I felt guilty with your cum dripping out of my freshly fucked pussy, while I made dinner for my family”, she said in a scornful voice.

Somewhat amazed and a bit angry, I thought to myself. Damn, where did that come from? She is acting like the affair was all my fault and only on my terms. Shit, she was a willing participant, has she forgotten how many times she complained that we didn’t spend enough time together? And is she blaming me for her divorce? I cannot count how many times she communicated to me, that she probably would have divorced her husband, even without our affair being discovered? Fuck you, I thought. However, I took her comments in stride and my thoughts to myself, I just smiled slightly.

We drank and toasted our evening and left for the restaurant. We had an excellent dinner. After, we walked around the strip, mixed in with the crowds, taking in all the different themed casinos.

We decided to cab down to Fremont street, to view the overhead light show, and enjoy the outdoor live music. It was a fun atmosphere, we dance in the street, she was amazed by the overhead light show. We visited a few of the older casinos, drank and played a few slots, before deciding to head back to the timeshare.

We hailed a cab and gave him the address, it would take at least 30 to 40 minutes to get back. It didn’t take much for us to begin kissing passionately in the back of the cab. Soon we were touching each other intimately. Both of us oblivious to the driver, who could view us through his rear view mirror.

We took a break from kissing and Angie told me, loud enough for the driver to hear. “GOD, dressed like this makes me feel so sexy and wanted. All night I could feel the eyes of men and woman checking me out. Did you see them looking at me baby, undressing me with their eyes?”

“I’m so horny right now”, she stated. I’m so warm and wet between my legs, I’ve been dripping all night. This dress makes me feels so sexy, it shows off so much of my thighs and really hugs my ass. Touch me, baby… can you feel the heat radiate from between my legs? OH, touching me there is not going to help it cool down.”

My hand was on her pussy, I moved the small material covering her pussy to the side and stroked her wet slit. I inserted a finger in her drenched pussy and began to slowly finger fuck her. Suddenly she grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away from her pussy, my finger immediately left her juicy box. She lifted her legs and placed her high heels on the seat and spread herself wide, exposing herself to me and the driver, if he looked in the rear view mirror.

“Now you have better access to my hot, juicy pussy”, again loud enough for the driver to hear. Baby, pull my G-String off, I don’t want anything preventing or hindering your fingers from drilling my deep, moist, velvet, cavern “, she said loudly.

She hiked her dress up, put her legs together as we both wiggled and tugged to pull her G-String off. She lowered her G-String slowly over her knees and then down to her ankles. Lifting one high heel shoe off the seat, removed the small panties from one leg. Putting her foot back on the seat, she once again spread her legs wide, leaving the G-String dangling off her left ankle. So naughty and sexy I thought, exposing her pussy to me and the driver.

“OK BABY! Nothing in the way, stick your fingers back in me. I’m going to cover them with lots of sticky, girly juice”, she said.

I moved my finger through her slit, her pussy lips were swollen and open like butterfly wings. I slipped one finger into her hot hole, then one more, and finally another. I pumped my fingers in and out, sometimes hard and fast, sometimes slow, wiggling a finger on her g-spot, while my thumb rubbed her clit. You could hear the squishy sounds of her wet pussy, as I finger fucked her. You could also smell the distinct aroma of her excited sex. Her eyes were closed, head laid back, both hands massaging and squeezing her breasts through her dress and strapless bra. Suddenly, the cab made a sharp swerve to the right and then sharply to the left, tossing us about in the back seat.

“Hey buddy, eyes on the road and not in the rear view mirror. We like to make it home alive”, I yelled. The driver apologized.

It broke the mood and Angie’s exhibition. She put her feet back on the floor, lowered and straighten her sexy dress, and we began kissing again. My hands stroking and massaging her nylon covered thick thighs, as she rubbed my bulge.

Angie whispered in my ear. “I really enjoyed that, I was really getting off exposing myself to you and the driver. I never did anything like that before, but this is Vegas, so I thought what the hell. It seems you enjoyed it too, if that bulge in your jeans is any indication.”

The cab pulled up to the timeshare. The driver turned on the dome light as I prepared to pay the fare. Angie reached down and slipped her G-String off her ankle, before opening the door and getting out. I paid the fare, slide across the seat and exited the cab, standing next to Angie. Just before I closed the cab door, Angie tossed the G-String into the backseat, making us both laugh, as we walked away.

“I don’t even want to think what that dude is going to do with your G-String”, I said laughing and opening the door.

Once inside, we embraced and kissed. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next, all I knew, we both seemed horny, at least I was. She had let me finger fuck her beautiful pink pussy, but mentioned earlier she would have to contemplate allowing me to fuck her.

“Thank you for a wonderful evening and shopping trip today. I really enjoyed myself, a lot of unexpected fun. All that fun, has made me wet and horny, but you already know that from your thorough exploration “, she said with a giggle in her voice. “So would you like to fuck me wearing this dress, like you did when I wore the Christmas dress?” she asked.

“Angie, are you sure you want to go to that level?” I asked with concern. “I stand by my original promise, no obligation or pressure, just a fun weekend. I enjoyed all our activities today, its been fun just hanging out with you again.

With some anger in her voice she said. “It almost sounds like you don’t want to have sex with me. GOD DAMN IT! I’m horny, I want to be fucked. I asked you if you want to do me in this dress or not?”…. “WELL?”

“I’m sorry, please don’t be angry, just a little confused is all. Believe me dear, you cannot even fathom, my innermost desire, to make love to you, again. If I have a choice, I prefer you naked, except for the high thigh nylons. I want to gaze at your beautiful body once again, play with your heavy breasts and plump butt. I’d also like a position where I can see your face. I hope I can still satisfying you, like I once did, after all these years”, I said.

We both took off our clothes and laid down side by side on the bed. We kissed, as she played with my stiff cock and I played with her soft tittie flesh. She laid on her back and I positioned myself between her thick thighs. Holding my hard cock in my hand, I ran it slowly up and down her wet, moist slit. Once I found the entrance to her pussy, I pushed my cock head into her soft, velvet cunt. I slowly fed my cock into her until I had no more to give her. Her pussy was not just warm, it felt hot, caressing my shaft tightly. I wiggled my hips and began to withdraw, pulling my cock all the way out, making her moan. She raised her knees toward her chest as I placed her legs on my shoulders. I aligned my cock once again at the entrance to her pink fuck hole, and pushed myself down and forward into her tight tunnel, I wanted to fuck her deep.

I stabbed my cock into her forcefully, hearing her grunt each time my cock touched her cervix. You could hear the slapping of our bodies as I drove my cock into her. I loved staring down at her face and watched her big tits jiggle, as I fucked her in earnest. Her hands were grabbing the sheets, so I knew she was enjoying it as much as me. My nostrils flared at the strong aroma of our sexual arousal.

“OH, I feel so full, I’m stretched so wide, you’re getting so deep. My orgasm is building, don’t stop, stab me with that hard piece of thick meat. I’m going to wash your fuck stick with my sticky girly juice. So good, oh it feels so good, just keep fucking me”, she commented.

I could feel the tightness in my balls as my own orgasm was building. I began thrusting harder and faster, wanting my own release.

“I love fucking you Angie! You drive me wild”, I yelled. As I stabbed my cock hard and deep into her wet hole.

She began pinching her nipples, as I continued to drive my cock deep into her. “Come on baby, faster, fuck my slut hole faster. I’m so close, I’m going to cum, FUCK ME, HARDER, I want your cock to spit its baby juice into me. DAMN YOU, YOU BASTARD, FUCK THAT COCK INTO ME, YES, YES, AHHHH, CHRIST…

I could feel her legs tense up and twitch. Her eyes were closed, mouth wide open, but nothing was coming out, no words, not even her breathing. She was suspended in time, as her orgasm pulsed through her body.

Then, I heard her exhale with a long, “AAAAHHHH, FUCK YEA!” As I stabbed one last time deep into her, arched my back and yelled. “ANGIE, YOUR PUSSY IS SWALLOWING MY COCK. I’M CUMMMMMING, DEEP INSIDE YOU! TAKE IT!”, as my cock erupted deep into her cunt.