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Love and Seduction in Las Vegas

Prologue Lake Tahoe, Nevada, 2008 While washing my hands, I glimpsed my reflection in the mirror and didn’t like what I saw. Who would! Not many women liked their appearance at forty-nine, and I was at the head of the line. I felt no regrets, but I’d lived a hard life and the result was etched over my face like a road map. I shook the excess water from my hands and glanced at my watch when I picked up a paper towel. Three-fifteen. An hour and forty-five more lousy minutes and I was out of this dive for two whole days. As I finished wiping my face a graceful young woman and beautiful little girl entered the ladies room. I threw the towel in the trash, but couldn’t take my eyes off of them. We never got anyone of their ilk in Casey’s Stateline Casino. The woman had long black hair and warm penetrating brown eyes. She was flat-out gorgeous and the girl was the spitting image of her mother excerpt for her cornflower blue eyes. I’d seen eyes like that before but I simply couldn’t recall— “Good afternoon,” the woman said, eyes and lips forming a warm smile as the two of them headed for a stall. I must have been gawking for her to speak to me. Slightly embarrassed, I responded in a friendly manner, “Hello. What a pretty little girl.” She paused, eyes beaming. “Why, thank you. We just love her.” “I’ll bet.” Stooping to the girl’s level. “Hi, I’m Ell. What’s your name?” Shyly, she buried her face in mom’s dress and mumbled. “What honey? I couldn’t hear you.” Her head turned and she looked at me with those shocking blue eyes. “Lorrie,” she said before burying her face back in her mother’s dress. I looked at Mom. She wore a beatific smile. “How old?” I asked. “Four, going on five. She’s a handful.” “Beautiful,” I said, “Both of you. Are you here to ski?” “Thanks so much. You’re too kind. No, my husband and I aren’t skiers. Actually, we’re visiting my husband’s aunt. We just drove into Tahoe and stopped for a bite.” I noticed her eyes lit up at the mention of her husband. “Husband? Been married long?” “Going on six years, and I just love him.” She patted her abdomen. “I’m due again in June. I met him at a convention I was working and he just swept me off my feet. I never knew what hit me. I even broke off my engagement for him. But I haven’t regretted it for a minute.” She smiled again, a sparkle in her eye. “Please excuse me, I’ve been talking your ear off and my daughter has to go tinkle. It’s been nice chatting with you, Ell.” As the lock on the door to the stall slid shut, I shook my head as if to clear it. Gorgeous, classy and nice—a rare combination. I headed to the door of the restroom and pulled it open. Oh well, an hour and forty-five more stinking minutes.

“Ah, there you are, Ell,” the casino manager said. “I’ve been looking for you. We need you in the pit. A busload of passengers just came in, and we’re swamped. Take care of the gamers first— the slots can wait.” “C’mon Harry, I’m two hours past my lunch break, haven’t eaten all day, go in to wash my hands and now you want me out there before I eat.” “All right, fine, but make it fast. Fifteen minutes, max.” “Be realistic. Have you ever placed an order in the diner and gotten your food in fifteen minutes, let alone finished eating.” “All right, twenty minutes. Hurry!”

Chapter 1 Las Vegas, 1998 Answering a knock on my door, I was pleasantly surprised. “I don’t believe it. Gary, I haven’t seen you since you left our little grind joint for Caesar’s. What’s it been, six months? C’mon in, but first give me a big hug and a kiss.” After hugging and kissing me, Gary pointed to his companion and said, “Loretta, this is my long time friend, Bobby.” Bobby took my offered hand and said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Loretta. Gary has told me so many good things about you.” “Glad to meet you, Bobby. Any friend of Gary’s is always welcome here. Both of you have a seat. Let me get something to drink.” As I started toward the kitchen, I paused to ask, “What’ll you guys have?” “I’ll have a beer.” “Bobby?” “I’m fine. Thank you.” “No, you’re not. Tell you what. I’m going to open a bottle of wine. Would you like a glass?” “Sure. Why not?” **** Loretta headed into the kitchen of her small apartment. I watched her go. At 5’9”, she was tall, at least taller than I was accustomed to at the ripe old age of twenty-two. Her face was cute with large blue eyes, a turned up pug nose and full lips, but her skin was dappled and weathered. She wore shorts and a halter, displaying nicely shaped legs but showing patches of surface veining from being on her feet so much. She had a pleasing posterior but not much definition at her waist. I decided she must be in her mid to late thirties. In other words, she wasn’t bad, but I initially thought she looked used. That was my first impression of Loretta, who came to wield more influence on me than any other person and helped me develop into the man I am today. I headed toward the kitchen. “Can I open the bottle for you?” “Thanks, Bobby, but I wouldn’t be much of a cocktail waitress if I couldn’t open a bottle of Beaujolais.” She peaked around the corner and winked. “So, tell me, what good things has Gar told you about me?” “He said you were smart and could help me—” Gary interrupted, “I said you were nice and friendly. I told him you really know human nature

and might be able to help him with his problem.” “Damn it, Gary, Please! This is embarrassing enough!” “Do you want help or not?” I nodded. “Do you want to tell her or me to tell her?” A little disgusted, I waved my hand. “No, go ahead.” Loretta smiled and said, “Alright, already. Someone tell me the big secret.” “Okay, Bobby was married to his college sweetheart for about sixteen months, and then she took off and moved in with another guy.” I added, “I was very hurt for a while, but now I’m over it. With Gary’s help, I hope to get back in circulation.” “Trouble is, Bobby is a little backward when it comes to women. Mary leaving him and moving in with her boss, the casino manager, really affected his confidence, so I was hoping you could help him. You know, teach him how to act around women, what to say to them, how to make them laugh. How to captivate them, to seduce them.” **** I was surprised. Bobby, a handsome, personable young man, shouldn’t have trouble finding companionship. I decided I liked Bobby and would try to help. Playing hard to get, I asked, “What makes you think I can do this, Gary?” Gary pursed his lips. “Christ! I don’t know. I just have a feeling. You’re friendly, jovial, have a great personality and have a lot of knowledge regarding foreplay and sex.” Foreplay and sex? He wants me to make Bobby into a Lothario. I looked at Bobby. He looked so innocent. “Let me ask you a question, Bobby. Are you a good lover?” “What do you mean?” asked Bobby in a suddenly manly voice. “What I mean, dear Bobby, is, do you consider yourself a good FUCK?” Bobby turned bright red and choked out. “I…don’t know.” I laughed. “Boy, you are a shy one, aren’t you? I have an idea.” Bobby stiffened as I slid an arm around him. “Did the two of you come together?” Bobby answered, “Yeah, Gary brought me. I left my car at Gary’s.” I looked at Gary. “Gary, Bobby and I are going to get into some personal matters.” I winked. “Would you be a dear and leave Bobby here tonight and pick him up in the morning?” Gary returned a conspiratorial smile. “That is if it’s all right with you, Bobby?” I glanced up. Bobby turned even redder. “Ah …yes …I suppose so.” Gary came over and hugged Bobby. “You listen to Loretta. She’ll get you straightened out.” Then he eased me away from Bobby and hugged me. He whispered in my ear. “He may not tell you this because it embarrasses him. Bobby has trouble getting and staying hard. He needs his confidence restored, if you know what I mean.” Gary pulled away and said, “Take good care of my friend.” “You can count on it,” I replied and winked. Gary walked to the door and waved to Bobby. Bobby waved back, and Gary stepped through the door.

I closed the door behind him and threw the deadbolt. Bobby was all mine. **** When Loretta came back to me, the faint scent of a tangy perfume tickled my nostrils. “Bobby, there are two ways we can approach this; platonically or intimately.” Sensing where she was heading, I felt myself flush again. “What do you mean?” As her eyelids lowered her lips formed a sensuous crooked smile. “I can be your helpful big sister or your sex surrogate.” My face must have registered confusion, because she continued. Her voice was sultry, provocative. “To put it bluntly, Bobby, we can talk or we can fuck and talk.” I flushed again, but this time I felt a stirring in my groin. For the first time, I began to look upon Gary’s sexy friend as a potential sex partner, and the thought excited me. “Which do you prefer?” Loretta asked commandingly. I glanced around. “Can we sit on the couch and see where it leads?” Why was I fighting it? Her hand reached for and embraced my hand, and I felt an electric sensation running all the way to my penis. Her free hand rubbed my cheek. Flashing a sexy smile, she led me to the couch, setting me down before sitting next to me and putting her hand on my thigh, which sent another shock to my genitals. She snuggled a little closer. “Tell me, Bobby. What exactly are your goals?” “I want to go back to school and be a—” She laughed. She had a nice laugh. “No, silly! What are your goals here—with me? Do you want to be a player, a Lothario or get enough confidence and presence to find the right girl and settle down again?” I thought for a second. “I suppose I’d like to be a player until I can find someone special.” “Good. Let me ask you this. Your ex-wife left you for another man, right?” “Yes, except we’re still married.” “Alright, your wife’s cheating on you and it hurts like hell, doesn’t it? Where is she going? “Yes. Why are you bringing this up?” “Two reasons. First, if you become a player and then find that special someone, could you stop being a player and be true to that girl?” “Oh yeah. That’s the way I am at heart. What’s the second thing?” “The second thing depends.” “Depends on what?” She cocked her head and smiled coyly. “If you find me attractive?” She moved her hand halfway up my thigh, within a couple inches of my growing erection. I could barely breathe. “What difference would it make if I found you attractive?” “We have to work on your naivety. Do you find me attractive?” “Yes, yes.” “Then I’d like you to take your hurt out on me.” Loretta suddenly left the couch and got on her knees in front of me. She undid my belt, unzipped my jeans and pulled my hard-on out from my briefs.

**** I thought Bobby would faint as I pulled his cock out from his pants. He was so uptight. I loved his looks. He smelled wholesome too—freshly showered with a hint of maleness. He was tall and thin. Wiry, actually, with a boyish grin and a wave of blond hair falling just over his baby blues. Despite his youthful experience and demeanor, I kept reminding myself that Bobby was a grown-up, even though I was almost twice his age. His cock was average in size and appearance with a pinkish-purple crown, and it stood straight up as if awaiting the application of a warm, moist oral cavity. I love sucking cocks. I would never tell Bobby but I have sucked scores, if not hundreds. Hey, practice makes perfect! There’s something about having a man’s sex filling up my mouth that drives me crazy. I don’t even mind the semen. In fact, Bobby was so clean and sexy, I looked forward to swallowing his load. I wrapped my right hand around the base of his six-and-a-half inch tool and took the rest of him in my mouth. Bobby jerked around spasmodically while I applied all the sexual wiles I had accumulated in my thirty-nine years. As I rotated my hand back and forth upon his staff, my other hand cupped his gonads and squeezed. My tongue flittered over the sensitive underside of his cock. That’s what I loved about sucking cocks—Bobby was out of control, and I, as long as my mouth held his cock, was his master. **** I couldn’t believe it. Loretta freed my erect penis from the confines of my jeans. Held it in her hand, stroked it a couple times, stopped, stared at it, smiled and then swallowed it. I don’t remember much after that. Mary and I had tried this a few times and if felt good, but that was amateur hour compared to Loretta. She was doing all kinds of nasty things. It was divine. I never knew oral sex could be so heavenly. That’s when I decided to learn everything this woman could teach me. I wanted to be her star pupil. I wanted to give like this, as well as receive. “Oh, Loretta! You are so fucking good. Please don’t stop. I feel fucking wonderful. Ow, ahhh. That’s it, oh yeah, swallow my cock.” I grabbed Loretta’s somewhat messy blonde hair. I placed both of my hands upon her head above her ears, directing her mouth’s up and down motion. Then I began to raise my cock up in rhythm to meet her downward thrusts. Then it began. The wonderful, tingly sensation that inexorably built up, signaling the beginning of a massive orgasm. “Ohhh oh! I’m gonna come.” I warned her. But she didn’t pull away. “I’m coming.” But she didn’t listen. If anything, she sucked even harder as my cock ejected copious quantities of jism into her mouth. Still shaking from my extraordinary orgasm and my rigid cock still in her mouth, I looked down at my teacher. She had a pleased but serious appearance on her pretty face. She saw me looking at her and smiled. I still held her head in my hands. Lifting it and her up, I brought her lips to mine. Despite the fact that she had just swallowed my cum, I kissed her. “That was like a slice of Heaven. I want take you into the stratosphere like you did me. Take

me into your bedroom and teach me. Teach me to make my partner feel as good as you made me feel.” She rose and took my hand. Urging me up she led me into her sexy, feminine boudoir. I was a step behind her, so I was able to admire her shapely ass. I was picturing it naked when she flipped the light on. I could feel my eyes grow wide. The room was large, inviting, frilly and very sexy. It was decorated in warm yellows and peaches, with an occasional red or pink accent. The whitewashed furniture appeared to be antique with cane accents and contained a plethora of knickknacks and trinkets. Several tasteful paintings of nude women dotted the walls, except for the fully-mirrored far wall, which held a ballet bar. The king-sized bed jutted out from the wall to my right. The ceiling above the bed was mirrored, and a sign above the headboard trumpeted what was about to happen. This is where I sleep and if I’m lucky—FUCK! “What do you think?” she asked. “I think it looks like a fun place to sleep …and FUCK!” She threw her head back and chortled. “That a boy. Now you’re getting into the spirit.” Loretta went to her closet and grabbed a garment. She walked over and gave me a peck on the lips. “Since you just climaxed, we’ll take it slow.” She handed me the garment—a blue satin robe. “Here, put this on. I’ll be back in a minute.” Loretta gathered something out of her dresser and glided into the bathroom. I took off my clothes and slipped into the robe. Anticipation stimulated my libido. By the time Loretta emerged from her bathroom, I was already semi-erect. Seeing her finished the job. She was wearing black nylons and a black garter belt, with no panties and an open black bra. Loretta did possess a fine set of C-cup knockers with sexy raised pink nipples. Since the garments she wore fully exposed her genitals, they acted more like an enhancement to her nakedness, than like clothing. **** I came out of the bathroom practically naked. I had hoped to get him excited enough to make love. Two reasons: I thought that would get his mind off his cheating wife, and I wanted his hot cock inside me. Unfortunately, the expression on his face better resembled a lamb going to slaughter than a man being led to sexual bliss. I sauntered up to him and started to make a comment about the robe, but he precluded that by taking me in his arms and kissing me. His tongue entered my mouth, sought out and found its counterpart. He went through the motions, but because of inexperience or other reasons, he wasn’t a particularly good kisser. Something I need to tutor. I did notice something positive, though; a stiff bulge was trying to penetrate my belly button. I reached down and grabbed his erection. “My, my. It didn’t take you long to get revived, did it?” He smiled that shy little boy smile. God, I loved that smile. It was too bad my goal was to trade that innocent smile for one of cocky self-assurance. At least for the time being, he was my innocent little hunk. As I stroked his cock, I told him, “Suck on my tits, Bobby. Mmm, Good. That feels wonderful.” Excitement spread through my body. I stopped him to take my bra off. “Let me get rid of this bra baby.” I didn’t want anything interfering with the lascivious sensations percolating through me. “Now, put your hand under it.

Move your tongue around the nipple. That’s it. Mmm, God that feels exquisite. Do that with your hand on my other nipple. Good, I love it.” My pussy was awash with hot juices. I took shocks of his wavy blond hair in my fists and squeezed. “Nibble on it, but not too hard. That’s it. Now suck on the other one. Ohhh, that’s so fucking good.” Still stroking his shaft, I could tell he was ready and my hungry wet pussy was more than ready. “Bobby?” He purred, “Yesss.” Pulling him toward the bed, I begged, “Please, I’m so ready for you to bury this inside me now, I can’t take it anymore.” I reclined on the bed and spread my legs. I pulled him down and opened his robe. He shrugged the robe off, and it fluttered to the floor. Still holding his cock, I placed a condom I had tucked away on his staff and said, “I want you to make me lucky.” He looked confused, so I used my free hand and pointed over the headboard. “My sign, remember?” Recollection flashed in his eyes as I inserted him into my warm moist pussy. He wasn’t bad. He had good movement and a varied technique. As he fucked me, he began sucking on my tits once more. My hands were on his fine tight ass, urging him in and out. I said to Bobby, “Honey, if it’s all right with you, we will spend a lot of time together and I will teach you to be a great lover and seducer, but would you mind if tonight I just enjoy your stiff cock inside me?” Bobby didn’t answer. His response was to smile and double the pace of his vaginal intrusions. Ooooh! He was good! “That’s it baby, fuck me hard. Ummm. Fuck my brains out. Give me every inch of your cock. Ooooh, ahhh! Give it all to me, don’t save any of it. Fuck—fuck—fuck! Can you reach my tits? Fondle my tits, tickle my nipples. Suck on them. That’s it, lover. Run your tongue around them but don’t stop giving me your hard cock. You’re a fantastic lover. Oooh, yeah! Take your hurt out on my pussy with your vicious weapon. That’s it. Feels good, doesn’t it? Now roll me over. I want to be on top.” He rolled me over, careful to keep his dick from falling out, and just like that, I was straddling him. I was so hot, I could scream. He reached up, and a hand began kneading each breast. Pleasure shot down to my pussy, making it even wetter. As I moved, making sure my clit rubbed his pelvis, my pleasure doubled. I looked at him—gorgeous. The walls of my vagina tightened as I decided this was the most handsome man I had ever been with. “I want you to watch me fucking you! Look beside and above us in the mirror.” His eyes glanced sideways, then up to the ceiling. Nothing happened for a half-minute; then I noticed the ends of his mouth begin to curl, accompanied by an accelerated pace. “Watch us fuck, Bobby. Pretend Mary is watching us fuck. Let her see that she’s not the only one who is desirable, then forget that cheating bitch.” I began riding Bobby as if he were a saddle, gnashing my entire vulva into his pubis as his pretty penis buried to the hilt inside me. Shock waves exploded everywhere. From my brain to my toes. Then a tiny little feeling began in my womb, expanding and growing until soon, a surge of orgasmic pleasure went out through my entire body. I reached my own Sexual Joy with a raging, wildly erratic, spontaneous display that made Bobby come once more. Bobby isn’t going to need much help when it comes to fucking. I hope I can rejuvenate him again. If so, this is going to be a long night.

I’ll have to remember to send Gary a thank-you note.

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