Two to three times a year, Dawn my wife and myself manage to get away from work and the kids and venture forth to the beautiful north country of Michigan. Dawn's parents love our children and can't get enough of them which makes it easy for us to impose the children on them for a weekend when we can coordinate our work schedules to get away for some "togethe...
(Author's note: This was inspired by thoughts of a vacation friends and I are planning for Vegas in Spring 2012.) * "Finally!" Karen exclaimed, as she rolled her suitcase into the hotel suite that would be home away from home for the next four days. It was the end of April, and five high school friends were meeting in Vegas for a long weekend at the MGM Gr...
After reading some of this great website's stories, I was inspired to share one of mine. Also because today is Linda's birthday, so this is a great present to share on her behalf. This is a true story that happened last year while vacationing with friends in Vegas. Hank developed a panty fetish in his late teens. Being able to see and know the color, type, m...
My wife Beth was normally a conservative type. Although she was a very passionate woman in bed, rarely did she ever divulge her sexual fantasies to me. The only one she ever really discussed was the idea of having sex with two men while I watched. Under normal circumstances, this would have bothered me, but as our relationship grew, I became more secure in k...
It was March and the weather was horrible. Three days of snowing, and their road had been closed for the last two days so neither of them had been able to go to work. Mike didn't mind at all because it was just two more days they could spend the entire day and night making love. He hoped that the weather would be better next weekend because he had somethin...
Ch. I: Murder in 33-B Joseph Masterson, Ph.D., was a professor of religious studies at a major university in Los Angeles. He was a trim, alert handsome man of forty-three with a thin moustache, sharp eyes and impeccably dressed. He flashed around big-time money and had quite the eye for the ladies. Which is why Las Vegas was his favorite place and he made i...
I hang up the phone, smiling eagerly as grab my things and make my way to the elevator. My five friends have left the hotel already to head to a local hot-spot club then to a strip bar perhaps, something I just wasn't in the mood for. I let them go their own way knowing things will probably get drunk out of hand with them and end up in some stupor and an eve...
The four older guys were sitting in a booth at their favorite bar, almost empty early on a rainy Tuesday evening. They were talking about their kids, the prospects for the Giants this year and how life had treated them. None of these were new themes. Max heaved a sigh. "I can't tell you how happy I am not to travel anymore! God! There was a time I woke up i...
I'm having some trouble remembering all the events, but I will take creative liberty with the details that I cannot recall. I was sitting at a Blackjack table somewhere around Lake Tahoe, it was getting late and I remember that I wanted to make this my last hand. I had been winning consistently overall with short runs of extraordinary cards (21, 20, 21, 11 a...
There are only two types of jobs in Las Vegas: jobs that cater to the gamblers and everything else. My job is to keep the gamblers happy so they spend more money. Not just any gamblers, but the whales; men who think nothing of leaving a few hundred thousand behind for a night or perhaps even a million. I was raised to be a good Chinese girl. My husban...