Friday, March 28, 2014
Part Two: My Date with Simon Early that afternoon, I decided to chill by the Encore Beach Club for a while, maybe even take a swim at the pool. I was in my black two-piece swimsuit with a jeweled triangle top and bikini bottom, I even wore a black hat to cover my hair from the sun. I even got a couple of compliments on my swimsuit by fellow guests and pool loungers. I then went to my hotel suite, changed clothes, and went down to the casino; I even won thousands of dollars on the roulette table playing my lucky number. I even squeezed in a sixty-minute workout over at the fitness center. After that, I went over to the Encore Esplanade at the Encore Resort for some shopping; it’s like Las Vegas meets Beverly Hills with all those designer boutiques. I got myself a few pairs of Manolo Blahnik shoes, some Oscar de La Renta gowns, a bottle of Chanel No. 5 for my mom, and two pairs of Alexander McQueen heels. I also went across the street to the Fashion Show Mall. While shopping, I even called and booked an appointment at The Spa at Wynn, so I can feel relaxed. My experience at the spa was very luxurious and the staff treated me like a VIP. It was so good that I offered a very generous tip to the staff. I had a few more hours before my date, so I washed and styled my long hair into an over-the-shoulder hairstyle with a deep side part and soft curls to go with my brand new dress; the black dress is a one shoulder number with a 26-inch split at the hem. After my hair was styled, I put on a black strapless padded bra and a high-waist body shaper before putting on my dress. I then sprayed my neck with some of that Midnight Poison that I got on my wedding day. I then got started on my make-up to complete my date night look with a subtle smoky eye, a thin sweep of eyeliner, and soft pink lipstick on my lips. Finally, I put on my black high heels and was all set for my date. I then heard a knock on the door. I walked up to the door, looked through the peephole, and there was Bianca. I opened up the door and she wanted to check me out. “OMG! You look so gorgeous, especially in that dress. I also love your hair.” Bianca said as I modeled my outfit for her. “Thanks so much!” I responded with a smile. Bianca got out her digital camera and took a picture of me. After having my model moment, she told me that Simon will be ready shortly and she wanted me and her husband to have a good time tonight. She also looked forward to hearing all the juicy details from him, so she could write it in her journal. A few seconds later, I heard another knock on the door. I looked through the peephole and there was Simon, I opened the door and let him in. He had on a white button down shirt with dark blue stripes, dark jeans, and black shoes. “You really cleaned up nice.” I said to him. “Wow, you look stunning! Divine, even.” He said to me. He then gave me a bouquet of flowers that were as beautiful as the ones he and Bianca left for me this morning. This bouquet was mostly orange roses, which mean desire, passion, and excitement, and orange lilies in a small glass vase. “Thanks for the lovely flowers.” I said as I put them on the nightstand by my bed. After that, Simon and I walked together arm-in-arm to dinner over at Lakeside at the hotel. The atmosphere at the restaurant was just beyond amazing; we were promptly seated at a table with a lovely view. We shared an appetizer, the very delicious chilled shellfish platter, while getting to know each other. Simon was born in London and raised in Chelsea, went to Oxford University, and began his stripping career at age 21 performing at hen parties to pay for his tuition; he even told about how he got his start over at L.A. Body Heat. In return, I told him a bit of my life, other than being a wealthy widowed woman, and also about my plans for a new beginning. “I’m already looking for a new house, probably in Los Angeles. But I’m also considering places like San Diego, Orange County, Sacramento, Santa Barbara, Torrance and San Jose.” I said. “All that sounds great. I’m sure whatever plans you do will be great.” Simon responded. Then came our entrees; I had the 20 oz. ribeye steak with the lobster macaroni and cheese on the side and Simon had the New York strip with the grilled green asparagus on the side. “Bianca and I really enjoyed the baskets you gave us; we enjoyed them so much that we didn’t fall asleep till four in the morning.” Simon said to me. “That’s great! I especially you and Bianca’s company last night.” I happily replied. “I really want to surprise her this weekend. I was wondering if you can help with me that.” He said as he smiled at me. “I’m flattered and I’d love to help with you with the surprise. I could ask the front desk where we can find a great sex shop to go to after dinner.” I excitedly replied. “I can’t wait to surprise her.” Simon responded. Simon and I then had dessert; I had the dulce de leche bread pudding and he had the nutella profiteroles from the rolling dessert trolley. We even got a taste of each other’s dessert while I felt his hand under the table as he touched my leg. After he paid for dinner and I left a tip for the waiter, Simon and I went out to this two-story, 24-hour place near The Strip called The Pleasure Seeker’s Palace, which was a sex shop with toys, lubricants, condoms, etc. The exterior was pink, black, purple, and red while inside the interior had black walls with what looks like red lace trim. We were approached by a perky, redheaded salesgirl named Felicia. “Welcome to The Pleasure Seeker’s Palace. I’m Felicia and how can I help you today?” she said. “I’m helping him find something to please and surprise his wife because they’re celebrating their wedding anniversary here in Las Vegas.” I said to her. “How about you? Are you looking for something special for and your husband?” Felicia asked me. “Well, unfortunately, I’m widowed and I’ve just lost my husband a couple of months ago.” I replied. “Oh, I’m so sorry for your loss. You two should definitely check out the Lelo products at our luxury section upstairs, we have great stuff for men, women, and couples. If you need any assistance, you let me know.” Felicia said to me and Simon. “Okay, thanks.” Simon said to her. Simon and I went on over to the luxury section upstairs, the display was immaculate and sleek like an upscale boutique. We first checked out the Lelo products; not only am I helping Simon find something for Bianca, but I’m also looking for a few sex toys for myself. Good thing I bought my female sex supplements, condoms, and lubricants from home along with me on my trip. “Does Bianca use sex toys while you two have sex?” I asked Simon as I looked at a few intimate massagers. “Sometimes, but the sex would be so good that we wouldn’t need them.” Simon replied. I picked out a few items and put them in my shopping basket. In the basket, there were two massage oil candles, a tube of personal moisturizer (for the lady parts), a bottle of toy cleaner, three intimate massagers (a Nea intimate massager in deep rose, a Siri intimate massager in purple, and a Lily intimate massager in black), a purple dual-action rabbit vibrator called Ina 2, and I even picked up four OhMiBod music vibrators (two of them were wireless). I then recommended couples rings and those intimate massagers to Simon; I even showed him the massage oil candles in my basket. After a few minutes, we went to the front register and paid for our purchases. “Thanks for shopping at The Pleasure Seeker’s Palace. Hope to see you two again soon!” Felicia happily said. Before leaving the store with Simon, I said to Felicia, “If you’re not too busy tomorrow, you and I can hang out for a girls’ day while I’m in Las Vegas for the weekend.” “Wow, I would love that very much! It’s been a while since I went out with the girls.” Felicia replied. “Great, I’m staying at the Wynn and here’s my cell phone number if you want to chat.” I said as I wrote down my cell phone number on a piece of paper and gave it to her. Simon and I then came back to the hotel, took the elevator to the 4th floor, and walked up to my hotel suite. We went inside, sat on the sofa in the living room, and just enjoyed each other’s company. I didn’t mind Simon stroking my leg that was exposed by the slit of my dress as we talked. He then asked me, “Would you like to see me dance?” I replied, “Ooh, I’d love to see your moves. I got my MP3 player and speakers with me, I’ll get them.” I went to my get my MP3 player and wireless speakers from my duffle bag, hooked the two devices together, and set the MP3 player to my “Sexy Romantic” playlist. I sat back and watched as Simon looked through my “Sexy Romantic” playlist; he even found a song on the playlist that he wanted to dance to. The song he picked out was “Supersexual” by Blue. I sat on the sofa and watched in arousal as Simon moved his body to the song, he was extremely good. He moved his hips up and down as he unbuttoned his shirt, one by one. He then walked up to me, sat on my lap, and gave me a sexy lap dance as he took off the shirt, letting it fall to the floor. His body was like a picture of male perfection with his masculine features, he was fit in all the right places. I wondered if he was a male model in another life, I bet he even posed nude for a classroom full of female art students over at Oxford before becoming a stripper. He placed my hands onto his fit chest before letting them slide to his toned abs. I ran my hands up and down his frontal body as he took off his shoes and then his pants. Things got hot when he teased me by pulling down the waistband of his boxer briefs, showing me his V-line before pulling his boxer briefs up. He then got one of the roses from my bouquet and as he moved his body, he rubbed the rose from his neck down to his abs before the song was over. I applauded and said to him, “You’re amazing. Plus, it was very hot! I can see why you’re good at your job over at L.A. Body Heat.” “Thank you very much.” Simon replied as he smiled at me. He then walked up to me and wrapped one arm around my waist. I felt my female core gradually heat up as our bodies got close; we began to slow dance to the next song on the playlist, which was “Sweetest Sin” by Jessica Simpson. Even when he’s dancing normally, he’s good on his feet. “Wow, this night is just getting better by the minute. Having dinner and dessert at a gorgeous hotel restaurant, shopping at a sex toy shop, and getting treated to a sexy striptease and lap dance from you. I mean, what could make this night even better?” I said to him with a smile. Simon looked into my deep brown eyes, smiled at me, and said, “Having steamy, passionate, sensual sex with the most gorgeous widowed woman I’ve ever seen with a sexy music playlist playing in the background.” I looked at him and said, “Would you really want to have sex with me?” He replied, “Absolutely. I definitely enjoyed you with my wife last night.” I said to him, “I can totally see that, especially when you tell Bianca about it and see how really turned on she will be. I bet if she wrote it all down on pen and paper, the ink would melt and the paper would burn. Plus, I can even try out one or two of the sex toys I bought.” “How would I love to kiss and caress every inch of your body, take your pussy in so many positions, and make your orgasm as much as you like.” Simon said to me in a seductive, sensual tone in his British accent. After we had danced, Simon softly and sweetly kissed my lips. His hands explored up and down my back while my hands stroked his arms. I then whispered in his ear, “I’m going to go into the bathroom and slip into something a little more comfortable.” “Do take your time.” Simon said as he kissed my hand before I went to the bathroom.
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
I was really excited about this shoot, especially because it's also a shoot for a new fragrance. My name's Jinelle Makenna Grant and I am a model. I'm a plus-size fashion model who does print and commercials. Modeling can be crazy and very busy at times, but it does have its perks. I especially looked forward to this photo shoot. This shoot's for a cologne and get this I got to model with a guy. My agent told me this shoot was a series of both print ads and TV commercials. It was for this cosmetics/fragrance company called Rowdy Rouge Cosmetics, which is female-owned and operated. I did my research about this company; they made such hot fragrances such as Heatstroke, Raging Hormones, Touching Temptation, and their popular dual fragrance Leather and Lace. This new fragrance I was to model for was a cologne that aims at younger men like 18-24. The cologne's titled Boy Toy. My agent also told about the guy I'm modeling with who's a famous actor. When she told me that the actor was Taylor Lautner, I was super ecstatic, thrilled even! I had the biggest crush on him since watching him in The Twilight Saga: New Moon. I've had several pictures of him, both fully clothed and shirtless. My crush on him became full blown when he officially turned 18. I even made a scrapbook with all of his pictures, including both the Rolling Stone issue and the pictures from New Moon. My agent and I met with the heads of Rowdy Rogue Cosmetics about the ad campaign two weeks ago. They even showed me some of the previous campaigns for their fragrances and cosmetics. I was also given a sample of their Boy Toy fragrance for men. It smelled hot; it had sandalwood, vanilla, cinnamon, musk, amber, leather, and ginger. Two weeks later, I arrived at the studio. Being a professional, I showed up on time and greeted everyone with a smile. We started working on the first commercial/print ad. I was officially introduced to Taylor. I was like "OMG! Here he is in person!" through my kind and professional demeanor. "Hi Taylor! I'm Jinelle, it's so nice to meet you." I said to him. "Very nice to meet you, Jinelle. I look forward to us working together." Taylor said to me as he flashed his sweet, perfect smile. My heart nearly melted when he looked and smiled at me. I was super excited about this shoot already. A few moments later, Taylor and I arrived on the set. The first shoot at the studio had a kitchen-like setup. I was dressed in this sexy black and white checkered dress with a white apron that said "Desperate Housewife". With my costume, I wore black fishnet stockings, a matching black and white checkered kerchief, black Mary Jane heels, and a white petticoat underneath my costume. I was supposed to be this Desperate Housewife-like female while Taylor's the hot gardener who comes into the kitchen when I offer him something sweet like vanilla cupcakes. "Jinelle, imagine yourself as the horny housewife that's lusting for the hot, young gardener while your workaholic husband is at work. Think of Taylor satisfying all your needs while you frost the cupcakes." The photographer instructed to me. We all got started on the shoot. I frosted the cupcakes while looking out the window for the first pose and then looked toward a shirtless Taylor as he came into the door. On my second pose, I walked up to him and pulled him close to me by the waistband of his jeans. As I held on to the pose, I suddenly felt his erection gradually getting hard underneath his jeans and underwear. Being around a half-naked Taylor got me turned on and I enjoyed it with each moment. For the next pose, I had to put frosting onto Taylor's body. So Taylor got himself laid out on the counter. Then, I take a piper bag filled with vanilla frosting and put some frosting on his chest and his abs. Next, I spread it with my fingers and made a pose like I was about to lick the frosting off of my fingers. I then leaned over Taylor like I was about to kiss him before licking the frosting off his body. The photographer then said, "That's a wrap on the first shoot. Taylor, Jinelle, great work! Get yourselves cleaned up and be ready for the next shoot." For the next photo shoot, Taylor and I went to the beach. I changed into a two-piece bikini that was pink with blue lace and mini bows. It had a padded triangle top with a string halter and back tie; it also came with matching pucker bottoms that gave my shapely bottom a lift. The warm, sunny weather was perfect for a day at the beach. Taylor entered the beach, wearing nothing but a pair of dark blue board shorts with yellow stripes which reminded me of his favorite football team, the University of Michigan Wolverines. He looked just as hot as he did on the first photo shoot, I felt myself getting hot just looking at him. For the first pose, I sat on my knees on the sand with my windswept long, dark hair as Taylor wrapped his arms around my waist. The photographer even wanted us to be playful with each other like we were on a beach date, so Taylor and I would splash ocean water on each other, roll around on the sand, and run around the beach like we were playfully chasing each other. The shoot wrapped as soon as the sun was about to go down. “And we are done on the second shoot of the day! Great work, everyone. Taylor and Jinelle, thanks for the amazing shots! I look forward to working with you two again.” The photographer said to us. “You’re very welcome.” Taylor and I said to him. Once the photographer and the crew left the beach, Taylor and I got into our regular clothes. As soon as I went into my apartment, I then showered, sprayed on some perfume, styled my hair, and changed into my date night clothes. I wore a black lace mini dress with black lace bra and panties and black jeans. For shoes, I had on a pair of black faux leather motorcycle boots. I looked out my window and there was Taylor on his motorcycle. I stepped out of my apartment, came down the stairs, and gave him a big, sweet hug. I hopped on to his motorcycle as we put on our helmets and rode over to a nearby diner. We had dinner; shared some laughs, and then we went up to my apartment. “You have a lovely place.” Taylor said to me. “Why thank you.” I happily replied. We sat on my couch all close and cozy, looking into each other’s eyes. I felt my heart flutter as he touched and kissed my hand. I moved a little closer as I then made my first move and kissed his lips. I’ve had many fantasies of Taylor of both the romantic and the sexual kind. As we kissed, I felt his hand resting on my knee and I placed both of my hands onto his shirt-covered chest. Next thing you know, I slowly took off Taylor’s leather jacket as I kissed his lips some more, only deeper and more passionate than the first one. I then gently broke the kiss and said to him, “I got a little turned on when I saw you at the beach today when you were in those board shorts.” “You looked so gorgeous in both of those photo shoots.” Taylor said to me. “Thank you.” I said as I resumed kissing his lips. I deeply and passionately kissed Taylor’s lips as I explored his body with my hands. I then took his hand and led him to my bedroom. Once we got there, Taylor wrapped one arm around my waist as he passionately kissed my lips while one of my hands softly played with his black hair. While we kissed each other’s lips, I took off my heels and slowly took off my jeans. I gently broke the kiss so I let him look at me with my mini dress and lingerie on. I watched as Taylor took off his shirt; his body looked so damn sexy and perfect. When I got to touch it with my hands, it felt hotter than in my dreams; I shivered and Taylor sighed at the feel of my touch. I got the chills when I felt the ripple of his abs against my fingertips. Taylor slowly and carefully took off my lace mini dress before kissing my lips again. He joined me on the queen-sized bed as he laid beside me, I moaned as he kissed my neck and I carefully undid his jeans with one hand. Once he was out of those jeans, I then got on top of him and planted a trail of soft kisses from his face down to his perfectly ripped abs. I then noticed his young erection rose slightly from his dark blue boxer shorts. I caressed his hot, ripped body with both of my hands as he then sat up on his knees; I felt his hands as he reached around and unhooked the back of my bra. I shivered and sighed as his hands fondled my womanly breasts, my sighs turned into pleasurable moans when he replaced his hands with his mouth onto them. As he orally pleasured my breasts, I slid my hand into my panties and softly stroking my clit; I was immediately wet between my thighs. Since I was already wet, Taylor planted soft kisses along my inner thighs. Once he reached my chocolate pussy, he licked my woman lips like a cat would lick up milk from a saucer. I moaned and groaned one of my hands ran through his dark hair while my other hand held onto my pillow. Things got intense when Taylor sat up on his knees and slid his hand into his boxer shorts. I watched intensely as he slowly stroked his young cock for a minute before looking into his deep brown eyes. Once he was nice and hard for me, I took out a lubricated condom from a box in my nightstand and gave it to him. I glanced in anticipation as Taylor put the condom onto his young cock. He took me into his arms and kissed my neck as he slowly and deeply entered me. I made an audible orgasm against his ear as I wrapped my legs around his waist. His young, ripped body felt hot against mine, his Native American skin felt smooth with my chocolate skin. Without messing up the flow, he laid me on my back and held onto my hips as he continued his thrusts in and out of my pussy, he even took the time to have my clit rubbed. My orgasms had gone from audible to loud enough to vibrate against the bedroom walls. Even the sight of Taylor’s naked body with drips of sweat made my arousal level go higher. We had reached climax when I helped him remove the condom from his cock and stroked him till his man milk extracted onto my stomach. Taylor gently pulled me close his body and passionately kissed my lips. “I hope you don’t mind, I’m about to take a shower in your bathroom.” Taylor said to me. “I don’t mind, the towels are in the linen closet if you need them.” I replied as he left the bedroom. While Taylor was in the shower, my cell phone rang and I answered it. My agent at the modeling agency was on the other line; we had talked for a few minutes and there was good news involved. A few minutes later, Taylor got out of the shower and came back into the bedroom with a white towel was wrapped around the waist. “Taylor, I’ve just got off the phone with my agent. The heads at Rowdy Rogue Cosmetics have looked at the pictures from our photo shoots and they are approved. In fact, they even want the two of us for commercial shoots.” I said to him. “Wow, this is great news!” Taylor happily exclaimed. “Yeah, it is. In fact, they want to have the commercial shoots set up for two weeks from now. We’ll get our checks in the mail soon.” I added. “I can’t wait to work with you again.” I said happily. “Likewise.” Taylor said to me. Once Taylor got dressed, he kissed my cheek and we said our goodbyes. I can’t believe I got to enjoy him on and off camera; I already looked forward to the commercial shoots with him. THE END
Tuesday, March 04, 2014
My name’s Beverly Hollisworth and I’m a meteorologist. I’ve been a weatherwoman at WDES, a local NBC affiliate in Destin, Florida, for nearly four years. Weather has always fascinated me since I was in junior high, plus science is my favorite subject in school. In fact, I even entered a project involving weather in the school science fair and won first place. Always an excellent student, I made very good grades and graduated high school with honors. I went to college, studied meteorology, and took several courses certified by the AMS. I also took courses in speech and public speaking, which I’ve excelled in since I went to speech therapy. After all that, I even worked at a local public cable access TV studio before working at WDES, reporting weather. There was a time I boldly reported the weather outside during a category four hurricane. From there, I auditioned for and became the lead meteorologist for the WDES Morning News. The morning news would come on before The Today Show, so I had to wake up extra early each morning. I had to replace the previous meteorologist, a female named Marisa Paulsen, who moved for a meteorologist job over at an ABC affiliate in Fort Lauderdale. I was professional and presentable at informing the public at daily and weekly forecasts; I got along good with fellow anchors and station employees. I enjoyed making public appearances and speaking to kids at the schools. Things were great for the first three years until one morning. The 10-year veteran lead anchors for the morning show, Alyssa Grant and Kenneth Barlow, showed up in their usual moods. Normally on camera, they balanced each other perfectly; Alyssa was upbeat and chipper like 30-something version of Katie Couric and Kenneth was a straight, matter-of-factly, articulate version of Anderson Cooper. Everything was normal as usual on the air, but when we were about to sign off for the day, they had a big argument. Everyone in the studio heard it; the argument started when Kenneth found out that his wife Tabitha had been going out and possibly sleeping with Alyssa’s husband Cameron. Fred Underwood, the morning news sports reporter who looks like he could be Christopher Meloni’s younger twin brother, and I were treated to some daytime drama and it wasn’t even 12:30. When Tabitha and Cameron came by to visit the studio, the fight went from inside the studio to outside at the parking lot. The married spouse smackdown looked like something out of a Cheaters episode. Names and insults were thrown at each other; dirty laundry was aired out in public. Fred and I stayed inside the studio, away from the martial drama. The station owner had to talk to both Alyssa and Kenneth in his office. It seems that they both had some other problems going on, as if cheating spouses weren’t enough. After taping, I went out to the gym for my Zumba workout, which I do five to six times a week. I often go there with Vanessa Healy, who is a co-host on the station’s new hour-long afternoon show Good Day Destin, which comes on at noon before Days of Our Lives. Vanessa’s a cross between Jillian Barberie and Leann Tweeden, plus she’s a lot of fun both on and off camera. “Beverly, can I ask you something?” Vanessa asked me. “Shoot.” I replied. “How does a beautiful and smart girl like you be single?” Vanessa asked. “I’m just single. In high school and in college, I was the kind of girl you ask for homework help rather than on a date. I guess you can say I’m a walking, talking brain.” I responded. “Tonight’s is girls’ night out. Would you like join us?” Vanessa asked. “Count me in!” I happily exclaimed. That afternoon, I went to this stylish boutique called Style Profile and did some shopping. I wanted to get some pieces for when I’m going out with the girls and/or maybe (possibly) going out on a date with a guy. Majority of my own wardrobe, other than a few workout clothes and sneakers, were mostly clothes for work; there were blouses (mostly cotton), sweaters (both long and short-sleeved), a few blazers, a dark gray midi dress, plenty of pencil skirts (bright and dark colors), and shoes with one or two inch heels. The very first piece I saw and bought was this dress that had a dark grey heathered fabric top, a zipper closure in the back, and a black wet-look skirt with a blunt cut hem. I tried it on and it fitted me perfectly. I bought a lot of outfits from the boutique and had them categorized to two kinds of sexy: sexy and elegantly sexy; the very first outfit I bought was in the elegantly sexy category. Another piece I bought was a black sleeveless bodycon bandage dress a la Herve Leger with a zipper closure in the front; I put that in the sexy pile. After my shopping at Style Profile, I then went to the shoe store The Heels Are Real, which is next door to the boutique. I had bought several pairs of six-inch high heel shoes and some knee-length boots. After my shopping sprees, I went to my beachside condo and unpacked my shopping bags. Since girls’ night out was tonight, I had already picked out my outfit and got myself ready. I then got a text message from Vanessa, saying she’ll pick me up at 8:30 because she’s bringing a few more friends for girls’ night. I put on that dress that I first tried on at Style Profile and also put on a pair of black high heels. I gathered my purse, keys, cell phone, and pepper spray, all before stepping out of my apartment. At 8:30 on the dot, Vanessa arrived in her silver mid-size SUV, along with a few other females. I got into the car and sat in the front seat. The first stop on the girls’ night out was the local Mexican restaurant called La Hacienda Fiesta, which is in downtown Destin. At the restaurant, Vanessa introduced me to the other women. There was Alana Atkinson, the meteorologist over at Good Day Destin. I felt relieved to know that I’m not the only black meteorologist at the station. I was also introduced to the Perez-Ramirez sisters from Miami, whose first names are Marisol, Isabella, Elena, and Olivia. Marisol (the lead anchor) and Isabella (the meteorologist) are on Midday Miami over at WMIA-TV, an ABC affiliate in Miami. Elena’s an entertainment reporter on Univision and Olivia’s a meteorologist on Telemundo. All four sisters live in Miami, but are originally from San Juan, Puerto Rico. They are a full package when it comes to beauty, brains, and bodies; I bet they all moonlight as telenovela actresses, beauty queens, and models and were probably Miss Universes in another life. “Wow, I love your dress, Beverly. Is that new?” Alana asked me as we all sat down at a booth in the restaurant. “Yes it is. I got it at this boutique here in town, among other things.” I replied as I smiled at her compliment. “I would love to see what else bought from the boutique, maybe you can put on a fashion show for us at your apartment.” Vanessa said happily. “I’d love to model my shopping haul for you girls!” I replied. “This has just given me an idea for next weekend. We all get together for a shopping spree, go to my place, and model our purchases.” I added. “That’s a great idea!” Vanessa happily agreed. “I’m in!” Alana agreed. “My sisters and I would love to see your closet, along with the rest of your apartment.” Elena said while her sisters agreed. A few minutes later, we were approached by this very cute, young white waiter with dark blonde hair and dark brown eyes. He then said, “Welcome to La Hacienda Fiesta. My name’s Alex and I’ll be your waiter tonight. Would you like something to drink?” “I’d like water with lemon and a sweet tea.” I replied as I looked into Alex’s brown eyes. “Great. How about you, miss?” Alex asked Alana. “I’ll have a Diet Coke.” Alana replied. “Agua con limon, por favor.” The Perez-Ramirez sisters responded in unison. “I’ll have a Diet Sprite with a lemon and lime.” Vanessa said. We each looked at our menus as we tried to decide on what to eat. As I looked at my menu, I briefly thought of our waiter Alex. I personally thought he’s really cute. “So Beverly, Vanessa told me that you’re single. Is that true?” Alana curiously asked. “Yes, it is true. I’m single and I’ve never ever dated, let alone hooked up with a guy.” I answered honestly. “I just wanna know, not trying to be matchmaker or anything.” Alana said. “I’ve never dated either in high school or in college.” I added. “There are plenty of fish in the sea; you got your cute, young, energetic boys and experienced, handsome, well-aged men.” Alana said to me. “You should visit Miami someday; they are plenty of hot, fit bodies there, especially the men.” Olivia said. “All are so interesting, yet I think I have my eyes set on our waiter Alex.” I replied to them.
Monday, March 03, 2014
Part One: The Threesome It was the morning of Simon and Bianca’s wedding anniversary. I had packed my suitcase, my new bridesmaid dress and shoes I bought from the Wedded Bliss Bridal Boutique in San Diego, my gift basket for Bianca and Simon, and my purse all into my Altima, locked up my house, and drove to Las Vegas. Halfway there, I drove to the nearest convience store, loaded up my snack and beverage stash, and filled up my gas tank. I finally made it to Las Vegas a few hours later. As soon as I arrived, I drove to the Wynn Hotel & Casino, checked in, got my key card, and had the bellhop carry my bags while I carried my bridesmaid dress and shoes. Once I got into my hotel suite, I tipped the bellhop and unpacked my suitcase. Since I had a few hours to myself before Bianca and Simon’s vow-renewal ceremony, I wanted to get myself ready. I had showered, styled my hair, put on my dress and shoes, and perfectly applied my make-up. The ceremony was at 8 o’clock at The Little White Wedding Chapel; it’s a good thing the three of us have rooms on the same floor. (Simon and Bianca share a room together and my room’s four doors down from theirs.) At 7 o’clock, I met up with Simon at the wedding chapel. He was dressed to the nines in his dark gray Black by Vera Wang tuxedo. “You look very handsome, Simon.” I said to him. “Thanks, you look lovely as well.” Simon said in his sexy British accent. As soon as “Here Comes the Bride” started playing, Bianca entered the chapel with a radiant smile on her face. Her shoulder-length medium-brown hair was in a low ponytail, her veil was down to her waist, and her dress complimented her figure; Bianca had on a white satin strapless mermaid fit-and-flare gown with a draped rhinestone bodice and a crystal-encrusted satin ribbon. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the wedding vow renewal of Bianca and Simon Covington.” The ordained minister spoke. I stood beside the couple as they spoke their renewed wedding vows. I had a silent, emotional moment as I held the bridal bouquet, seeing them renew their vows made me think of my wedding with Carl. A single tear fell from my eye; good thing I wore waterproof mascara. My brief moment of sorrow turned into joy when Simon and Bianca finished the ceremony with a passionate kiss. The three of us then went back to the hotel. As soon as Bianca and Simon went back to their room, I went to Freed’s Bakery to pick up a cake, Walgreens for a wedding anniversary card, and to a liquor store to pick up some champagne. I then returned to the hotel, went into my room, signed the card, got the gift basket, and knocked on their door. “Happy anniversary!” I happily exclaimed to Bianca and Simon as I gave them the cake, champagne, card, and gift basket. Just when I was about to go back to my room alone, Bianca then said to me, “Thanks for the lovely gifts. Kat, would you like to celebrate with us?” “Why sure, I would love to.” I replied as Bianca and I walked into her and Simon’s room. “Kat, I’m so glad you could make it for our anniversary and vow-renewal ceremony. Simon and I really looked forward to meeting you in real life, especially after our Skype chats and instant messaging.” Bianca happily said as she offered me a slice of cake and a glass of champagne. Bianca and I sat on the bed while Simon changed clothes in the bathroom. Then, I said to her, “You looked so gorgeous in your wedding dress.” “Why thank you, Kat. I thought you looked lovely in your bridesmaid dress. When Simon and I renewed our vows and kissed, it’s like I fell in love with him all over again. I first met Simon when I was out with a couple of co-workers of mine. I manage a lingerie store, which I still do. My co-workers and I went to this male strip club in Los Angeles called L.A. Body Heat to cheer me up after a bad break-up; Simon’s one of the main male exotic dancers. He first caught my eye where he performed this routine dressed as a plumber and he even got his t-shirt under his costume wet. I was turned on by everything about him. His moves, body, his blue eyes, British accent, etc.” Bianca said as she poured the champagne into two glasses. “Wow, I bet the first very date was as hot as the first look.” I happily said. “I still remember our very first date and very first sexual encounter. It was on a Saturday night; Simon and I had dinner and then took a stroll down Main Street. He then took me to his place for a nightcap. I wore this dark blue turtleneck sweater, black pencil skirt with a small slit on one side, and dark blue ankle boots. Simon and I started making out on the kitchen counter; he’s a really, really good kisser. He took his time pleasuring my body, he never skimps on foreplay. When he found out I wasn’t wearing any panties underneath my skirt, he tasted my pussy like a slowly-melting ice cream cone. Great sex aside, he’s passionate, loving, supportive, handsome, and always there for me.” Bianca said. A few minutes later, Simon came into the bedroom in black silk pajamas. I got a sneak peek of his fit body through his unbuttoned pajama top. I swore he looked super sexy; he would put a soap actor to shame with that body. “I invited Kat to celebrate our anniversary with us. She even brought us a gift basket and everything.” Bianca said as she passed a glass of champagne to Simon. “That’s so nice of you, Kat. Thank you.” Simon replied with smile on his face. “I like to propose a toast to Bianca and Simon on their wedding anniversary. I wish you two many happy returns.” I said as I raised my glass to them. The three of us clink our glasses together and celebrated over champagne and cake. I then watched as Simon and Bianca shared another kiss. I didn’t get all emotional, but I was still happy for the couple. “Have you ever been in a threesome before?” Simon asked me. “To be honest, I’ve never ever been in one.” I nicely replied. I watched as Bianca kissed Simon’s lips as she was about to go to the bathroom and slip into something a little more comfortable. Simon then looked at me with a smile and said, “Wow, Bianca and I glad to see you in person. That was a lovely toast you made. I hope I didn’t offend you when I asked if you’ve had a threesome before, I was just curious.” “Like I said, I’ve never been in a threesome before, not even while I was married to Carl. He was more of a romantic, even in the smallest of gestures. I remember one Valentine’s Day that he made me breakfast in bed, consisted of sausage, scrambled eggs, fruit, orange juice, and three toasted Nutella and banana sandwiches. We feed each other the first two sandwiches and then eat the third one together; we’d even lick the Nutella off each other before having romantic morning sex. I don’t mean to be so emotional on your wedding anniversary; it’s just that I just miss him so much.” I said as I tear up. Simon passed me a tissue and I dabbed the tears before they fall down my face. He assuring said to me, “I’m so sorry about your husband, I’m sure he wants you to be happy.” “Well, I’m glad to be in Las Vegas celebrating you and Bianca’s anniversary.” I said with a slight smile. He gave me a small, sweet hug to console me; I suddenly felt better from that hug. Then, Bianca came back from the bathroom; she wore a red georgette babydoll with a handkerchief hem, a satin ribbon, and a matching g-string. She was as gorgeous as she was in her wedding dress at the ceremony. “Darling, you look just as gorgeous as the first time I met you.” Simon said as he kissed Bianca’s hand. “Thank you, baby.” Bianca said sweetly as she and Simon shared a small, sweet kiss together. I then felt Simon’s lips softly kissing my lips. I thought to myself, He’s a very good kisser. While Simon and I kissed, Bianca had one of her hands softly playing with my hair. I then softly touched his chest with one hand while my other hand rested between me and Bianca. I then turned to Bianca as she softly kissed my lips while Simon planted kisses on the side of my neck. Both Simon and Bianca are great kissers and they both have nice lips. Bianca reached for the back of my dress, carefully unzipped it, and gently untied the sash around my waist. I turned to Simon and softly kissed one side of his neck as I caressed his fit frontal body. After that, Bianca then looked at me and asked, “Can we see you out of your bridesmaid dress?” Intrigued, I took off my matching pink heels and I asked her, “Would you really want to see what’s underneath my dress?” “I bet you have a very nice body.” Simon said to me as he kissed my hand. I looked at them both and said, “Sure, I mean there’s a first time for everything.” I got up from the bed and slowly took off my bridesmaid dress in front of them till I was in my black lace strapless bra, a black Spanx waist cincher, and black allover lace boy short panties. I then carefully took off my waist cincher, took off my shoes, and gave the couple a good look at my size 10, hourglass-shaped body. “Wow, you have such an incredible body!” Bianca exclaimed in amazement. “Not bad for a widow?” I responded in flattery. “I must say Carl’s a very lucky man.” Simon said as I returned to the bed. Bianca then got up and sat beside Simon, she even stroked him on top of his pajama bottoms while he kissed my lips and neck. I felt his hands as they reached around to unhook the back of my bra. I moaned as he kissed and licked both of my breasts, I briefly watched Bianca, who was immediately aroused from both watching Simon pleasure me and ready to get him hard underneath his pajama bottoms. I got turned on when Bianca softly planted kisses on one side of my neck while Simon got up and slowly took off my panties; I even got surprised when he briefly smelled my female scent on them. I sensually moaned as Simon delivered the very first lick to my pussy. Bianca, on the other hand, started to arouse me as she slowly lowered the straps of her babydoll. I was immediately wet between my thighs from both Simon’s oral pleasuring and Bianca’s kisses on my upper body. Being in a threesome and pleasured by a hot, married couple was a brand-new experience for me. Simon then got up and briefly kissed my cheek as he sat up on the bed between me and Bianca. He laid on the bed with his back against the headboard; I watched in anticipation as she reached down his pajama bottoms and carefully took his awakened cock out. Not only did she stroke his cock with her hand, she even offered me to taste him while she stroked him. I licked and kissed Simon’s length as Bianca manually pleasured his cock. Simon enjoyed it because I could tell from his pleasured moans and his hands played with our hairs. After that, Bianca and I briefly looked at each other before we shared a kiss on the lips. I felt her hands as well as one of Simon’s hands caressed up and down my back while Bianca and I kissed. I then helped Bianca out of her babydoll and g-string; I got a look at her now-naked body, which was fit and toned in all the right places. She had bigger breasts than me but I didn’t mind that at all, especially when I felt them with my hands while we kissed some more. I shivered as Bianca kissed my neck while her hands gave my shapely ass a squeeze; I moaned some more as I felt Simon’s fingers rubbing my clit. Next thing you know, Simon sat up and planted soft kisses on the back of my neck. Simon and I laid beside each other while Bianca orally pleasured his cock; he softly kissed on my neck and lips while his fingers rubbed my warm, wet slit. I moaned in response to his touch and kisses. He continued to foreplay with me while Bianca got out a condom and put it on properly onto his now-erect cock. I then sat on Simon’s face while Bianca rode on his seven inch cock. I groaned at the feel of his mouth and tongue on my pussy. Bianca ran her hands all over my body as she softly kissed and licked both of my breasts. I held on to the sheets with one of my hands while I rubbed my clit with my other hand. After that, Simon and I laid on our sides as his cock delivered slow, deep strokes to my pussy. Bianca had rubbed Simon’s body with her hands while she kissed his neck and lips. The three of us then switched positions where I was on my back, Simon was in front of me with his knees resting on the bed, and Bianca placed her pussy onto my lips. I moaned as Simon thrusted into my pussy once more as I licked Bianca’s pussy lips; her pussy juices were sweet to the taste. While Simon’s strokes gradually increased in tempo, his thumb rubbed my hardened clit in circles. Bianca then laid beside me on the bed as I reached climax with Simon; he pulled himself out, removed the condom, and sprayed his man milk onto my stomach. Simon passionately kissed my lips as Bianca licked the seed from my body. I watched in arousal as Simon and Bianca had a hot, passionate kiss on the lips. I then got up from the bed and said to them, “I must say, this was the best first threesome I’ve ever had!” “We definitely enjoyed you, too.” Bianca said as she smiled at me. I cleaned myself up, got dressed, and the three of us exchanged goodnights as I left to go to my hotel suite, a deluxe suite with a panoramic view. Once I made it to the room, I took a shower and even played with myself as I thought about my very first threesome with Simon and Bianca. I slipped into a sexy black satin nightshirt, relaxed for a few minutes, and went fast asleep. The next morning, I got up early and got myself dressed for breakfast at The Buffet. Just as I opened the door, I noticed a bouquet of flowers in a gorgeous silver vase; the bouquet had pink, orange, and purple long-stemmed roses. I took my flowers inside my hotel suite, put cool water in the vase, fed them “flower food”, and put them by the window. There was even a card, I opened the envelope, and the card said: “We enjoyed your company and can’t wait to enjoy you more this weekend. Sincerely, Simon & Bianca” I then went on to The Buffet for breakfast. Once I got to a table, I took two plates and filled them both with delicious food. I swear everything tastes better after a night of hot, steamy sex, especially after a threesome like last night. As I savored each delicious bite of my breakfast, Bianca walked up and sat with me at the table. “Last night was just amazing!” Bianca happily exclaimed. “Yes, it was.” I agreed. “I got the flowers, they were gorgeous.” I added. “Just like you.” Bianca said to me. “OMG, Bianca! You’re making me blush all over, in addition to the post-orgasm blushing in my cheeks.” I replied with a smile. “Simon and I like to have threesomes to spice up our marriage every now and then. We once had sex with a younger couple; I had sex with the boyfriend and Simon had sex with the girlfriend. I like to write about the encounters we have into stories.” Bianca said as she forked a piece of fruit. “Wow, that’s great! I too keep a journal about my sex encounters, a sex diary to be precise. In fact, I even wrote about last night in my sex diary.” I replied. “Sounds like you have juicy stories in your diary. I just got an idea, how about you and my husband go out on a date tonight?” Bianca said to me. “You want me to go out with your husband?” I said in amazement. “Yes, this could be another new sexual experience for you like last night.” As I pondered on that idea, I sipped on my orange juice a few times. Then, I responded, “A date with Simon does sound very intriguing, we could even get to know each other a little better. Okay, I’m in!” “Great!” Bianca said happily. “Plus, I got a brand new dress to wear for such an occasion.” I said to her. “I can’t wait to see it!” Bianca exclaimed happily. Bianca and I raised our glasses, clinked them together, and said, “Here’s to our weekend in Vegas!” It was the second day of my weekend in Las Vegas and I was already looking forward to my date with Simon. THE END