My wife in Vegas - taking her time to tell me the truth.

I kinda had a similar experience in Vegas as the earlier "Missed Opportunity" Post.

We moved from WA to AZ back in 2018. We had 3 cars so we couldn't move all of them at once, so my wife flew back to WA to get the last one and drive it to our new home in AZ.

She stopped in Vegas on the way because I suggested she stay a few days at our time share which was just a bit off the strip.

She (48 at the time) checked into the Wyndham time share (which luckily we no longer have), then went to the Hard Rock casino back when it was open and just played some slots. This young local dude started chatting her up and offered to show her how to play craps. He was from Israel, and she later told me he was very muscular, about 27, and he was good looking, smart and funny.

Craps turned into a few drinks at the bar with him, which turned into going to a dance club, which turned into him going to her room with her and spending the night. He ended up staying with her the entire weekend - it turned out to be a literal fuck fest for 3 days and 3 nights.

By this time, she'd shared herself with about 10 different guys, and had never spent the night (meaning go to sleep with them after they fucked), so this was definitely different, since this Vegas guy and her fucked on and off day and night, and she let him spend the night and sleep after they fucked that night and the next 3 nights.

When she finally fessed up about what happened months later, she said they just ate, slept, sat by the pool, went to bars, and danced, and pretty much fucked a lot during the days and nights whenever they had the chance. She said she lost count how many times they actually had sex during the 3 days, but she said it was a lot, and it was all bareback and he'd always cum inside her.

When she got home from this trip, she didn't tell me anything about the trip except that she gambled, met 2 guys who were following her around the casino, eventually introduced themselves to her, then they showed her how to play craps, and she otherwise spent most of the time at the timeshare pool. Needless to say, months later she left quite a lot out of her story.

We know each other's phone passwords, and right after she came home with the car, I started seeing a slew of FB messages from this young good-looking guy pop up on her phone to her that looked awfully 'familiar', as if they'd already spent time together. She always gets a ton of DMs from random dudes who tell her how hot she is, blah blah all the time, but his messages talked about the time they had together, and that he wanted to see her again. I looked up his profile and he was getting his masters at UNLV and was from Vegas.

She played it all off and told me it was 'just another guy bugging her with messages'. I knew she was lying, and figured something happened but didn't press the issue. I knew that she has this 'thing' about immediately talking about her exploits, and eventually days or weeks later, she tells me the details while acting coy but I can tell she doesn't 'get off' on telling me about the guys who fuck her and how they fuck her.

So about 4 months later, I had a big Tech conference to go to in Vegas, and she was going to drive out and check in early stay alone in our hotel at the Palazzio a day earlier just for fun and to hang out at the pool. She also wanted to go on another road trip in her 350Z and drive out alone to Vegas couple days before I left. The plan was for her to drive there (5 hours or so from our house), I'd fly there from Reno after a customer meeting, and we'd drive home to AZ together.

My co-workers and I had to do a customer meeting in Reno, but it went well and ended about 6 hours early, so we got on an earlier flight from there to Vegas.

I figured I'd just surprise/sneak up on her, so I didn't tell her I'd be landing around 10am instead of the previously scheduled 7pm.

So after we land in Vegas, I'm in a taxi with my 2 co-workers who were at the meeting with me and worked in a different office (boston) who know my wife from the trips to 'fun' places she's gone with me to. We made our obligatory stop at the liquor store while the taxi waited, and headed over to the palazzio.

So we're getting closer and closer and traffic is terrible, and what do I see ?? My wife driving her car with the top down. WOW I thought what a weird coincidence !! Oh and I also noticed a really young dude who looks early 20's sitting right next to her - oh, he has his arm around her !!?

I actually wasn't concerned about seeing her with him, because I told her she can fuck whoever she wants. I also noticed he looked exactly like the guy who had been messaging her after her previous trip to Vegas. Hmmmmm.

I was more concerned about my co-workers seeing my wife driving around Vegas with another guy, who was young enough to be her son.

Our taxi kept getting closer and closer to them, and I was inwardly really getting nervous. If either of my 2 co-workers looked straight ahead, they'd have seen my wife with this boy since we got within 2 car lengths behind them.

Luckily they didn't notice, and I was relieved since I didn't want them to out me as a cuck. They may have had their suspicions, because during a few work trips she came with me, she spend most of the time dancing with other guys, including our manager. Our group was really (there were about 8 of us, and our lead was a former frat boy who loved to go out and drink heavily) into drinking and it was almost like a frat house when we all got together for these trips or group meetings.

So the taxi pulls up to the entrance, and I noticed my wife and her 'boyfriend' drove to a lower level, presumably to go into the parking level whereas we went to the taxi drop off level.

We all got out, and as soon as we walked in, I noticed a gigantic escalator coming up from the parking level, so I made an excuse with the 2 guys I'd see them later since I had a call to make. I cowered in the corner faking a phone call, then I looked down the escalator after a minute or so, and see my wife and her BF coming up the escalator right next to each other, him with his hand around her waist keeping her really close to him, with their bodies touching.

I go find a good hiding place in the lobby so they wouldn't see me. I didn't know it, but they'd just gotten back from her picking him up from his house to bring her boy toy back to the casino/hotel to play with.

I lingered behind them walking past the front desk, and by then they were holding hands. They wandered around the slot machines, faced each other , and started kissing, but not for long. They wandered around a bit more. She said something to him, and they made a bee line to the elevators.

I wondered what to do at that point ? Go to the front desk, get my room card, and just open the door and barge in on my wife and her boy ? Or hang back for a while, and let my wife have another amazing, totally fulfilling sexually erotic time with yet another young stud who was less than 1/2 my age and no doubt a better performer who months earlier she'd spent 3 days with in a fuck fest ?

It wasn't a hard decision - I chose the latter option.

So I just plopped my ass down at a bar in the casino lobby and played a little slot game that was on the bar very slowly to kill the time, and to keep the feed of free drinks coming. I met a lot of people, had a lot of fun with them, just yakking, but of course I just told them I was waiting for my room.

I did have a cute girl in her mid 30's come up and we just started chit chatting. Based on her looks and confidence, I was absolutely sure she was a hooker, especially since we'd been to Vegas quite a few times before, and I'd spent hours hanging around the slots while my wife danced with other guys at the Eye Candy Bar when we stayed at Mandalay, and been approached by quite a few hookers. This girl was hot, but not over-the-top dolled up like the other hookers who'd approached me.

This girl was really fun and cool, and I even did ask if she was a hooker, but in a very tactful manner so as not to insult her. She played around with words to mess with me, but ultimately denied it. I played along, but I still didn't believe her.

She was sitting next to me at the bar, and after a while asked if we could go sit in a booth since there was one free. I figured 'here come the negotiations !", but I went along with her and we sat next to each other in a booth.

She said maybe we could hang out' later, but I knew they were false words, so I kept my guard up, but we just teased each other - we immediately clicked with each other and just had a great time talking. I'm sure you've met someone like that, where you become immediate friends and just 'gel'. I guess I was just so relaxed because I really didn't care about getting with her. I did end up, since I'd had quite a few drinks, telling her I was married, where my wife was right then, and who she was with, and what she was most likely doing at this very minute.

She was absolutely fascinated, and wanted to know more about our relationship and why I was OK with it, so I just spilled the beans.

2 of my co-workers came into the bar, gave me funny eyes, and introduced themselves to the girl. They sat somewhere else and gave me 'the look' since they knew I was married, and I just waved back - it was hilarious. I'm sure they figured her for a hooker, too, and wondered WTH I was doing since they all knew my wife came with me.

I didn't have any wants or expectations or needs since I was just killing time with this girl while my wife got plowed upstairs, and didn't want to interrupt her.

So after literally 2 hours of drinking, talking to, and getting to know this girl, about 4 people she knew came in. They said their hellos, and said they'd been looking for her. They all had lanyards since they'd already registered (for the same conference I was going to) and I received a big shock when they asked her "have you registered yet?". Wow, I guess she wasn't a hooker after all ? I stayed for about an hour and said my good-byes.

So I finally called my wife around 5 or so and said I'd landed, and I'd just arrived at the hotel. She sounded weird and said for me to stay in the casino for a bit, and she wanted to talk about something. She told me where to meet her in the casino.

I went there and both of them were there - he was so nervous almost shaking. She told me everything about that weekend she'd spent with him - the 3 days. I said it's cool and I figured that's what happened. She said they'd been in the room all afternoon, and he was so nervous still. It took about 1/2 hour to convince him I was cool with everything.

He took a cab home and he'd already made plans to take my wife to a club the next night. So we were there for about 4 nights. The cool thing was that I got to go out with my work buddies alone for 2 of the nights, which was cool and a lot of 'guy's only' fun, which I don't normally get to do often, and the 3rd night my wife and all of her hotness and drama came along with us, with her teasing and dancing with my co-worker dudes like she always does. They love her and love having her around. The last night the conference had a concert and my wife came with me - I honestly forgot who was there but I think it was barenaked ladies ?

The other 2 nights, my wife spent with her boyfriend dancing, drinking and fucking, and he even took her to his place to fuck one of the 2 nights. She said he started to get awfully clingy and emotional, and the last night he started lamenting about "why can't I find a girl here as awesome as you are ?"

This absolutely turned her off, and she was also mad because the last day, a manager (who managed the Palazzio sports bar Lagasse's Stadium) who she called 'super hot' asked for her number after chatting her up when she went there alone to eat while I was in the conference, and ended up calling her to go out w/her that night, but she chose stay with her current boy toy that night. That was the night he basically cried to her about how much he wanted to be with her. She as so mad she wasted time with his crying, and she could've gone out with that bar manager. Oh well.


So bottom line, she doesn't tell me everything right after, but eventually gets around to it.

interesting story

did you get the number of the lady you were chatting with?

I think I might have, but I never called/texted her.

When I told my wife I wanted to share her years before, she said in no uncertain terms that she wasn't interested at all in sharing me.

I've had a couple of chances to get with other girls, and one was the same night while my wife was getting smashed in a hot tub, then a guest room. The guy who was banging my wife had picked up a cute 32 yo girl earlier at a bar that night right before we met and eventually joined up with this group of 3 guys and the girl.

One of the guys owned a house w/a hot tub, and invited all of us to his house to hot tub. They all were really fun, nice, and cool, but the girl was a bit obnoxious. One of them explained that one of the dudes had just picked up the girl at the previous bar they visited so nobody really knew her.

We all drank and played his pacman game while we waited for the hot tub to heat up. The guy who picked up the girl almost as soon as we got into the house started flirting and talking to my wife. My wife went to the bathroom and when she came out, the guy just grabbed my wife and started kissing her.

My wife thought he was super hot (he was a big bodybuilder from Hungary and had an accent), so she played along and they made out for a few minutes - it was crazy but nothing compared to what happened later, which was that he just started kissing my wife in the hot tub (I suspect she grabbed his cock under the water). He then, literally right in front of me, faced her and started kissing her.

My wife wrapped her legs around him, and he started pumping her after he slid inside her. First he was gentle and slow, but then he started really slamming her with lots of water slamming out. When that happened, everyone else including me, got out of the hot tub just because it was a bit awkward I guess.

She and I (and 2 other dudes) got out of the hot tub (no clothes allowed). One guy who owned the house went to sleep, the other went home.

The other girl and I, still naked, started getting dressed in the living room while her 'date' was still fucking my wife in the hot tub. She was berating me for not stopping the guy from fucking her. I tried to explain our kink/relationship/whatever you want to call it, but she didn't get it, and still berated me.

I was standing naked in front of the couch trying to get my boxer briefs on, and she playfully pushed me down so I sat on the couch. She quickly got onto me and straddled me, both of us still naked and she started kissing me, and put her tits in my face. She just said to me "Fuck me while your wife is getting fucked".

I think I accidentally kissed her , and my tongue may have slipped out and over her nipples for a few minutes. I did get my senses and figured that since she was so mad the guy chose my wife over her, she just wanted to fuck me to get back at my wife, then she'd blab about it (she had a big mouth, and was yelling and screaming while we were all in the hot tub when he first started fucking my wife) to my wife and everyone.

Also, the door to the deck was right across the living room, and if my wife and the other guy decided to come in, they'd have a birds eye view of me fucking this girl, which I really wanted to do, but I luckily just gently lifted her off me (easy since she was a hot little petite girl) and laid her down on the couch.

She almost immediately fell asleep/passed out. I just laid there and tried to sleep. Sure enough , about 10 minutes later, my wife and her boy toy walked in, walking just past us, and they went into a guest room to properly fuck, which they did.

Next day my wife asked me if I slept with her, expecting me to say 'yes', and it felt so good to tell the truth that we didn't have sex.

Its so cool that you let her have all that freedom.

Yes, it's a lot of fun to watch her get hit on when we go out and to hear about her semi-wild trips when she returns.

Also I sometimes buy her outfits for going out. At first I bought some over-the-top slutty tops that probably belonged only in the bedroom, which she told me she'd never wear in public.

So it took me a while, after wasting money on things she wouldn't wear, to figure out how far I could go in terms of semi-slutty outfits. I made sure they were things she wouldn't want to wear a bra with, fairly easy access to her boobs, and a very thin material if possible. I did buy her a few mini-dresses, too, but most of what I buy are sexy tops, which are really easy to find.

One time I bought her a really thin, clingy, short mini dress, and she came back and told me about her wild trip, which involved her going out to dinner with some people who she'd done some sales training for the previous 2 days. This happened somewhere in Wisconsin - I think Appleton or nearby.

They weren't co-workers - she was hired just for the training for the weekend. She, wearing the sexy mini dress I bought her, got told me she really bored with the people at the dinner and the waitress wasn't keeping up with her drinks quickly enough. She didn't know these people to begin with, they were bible-thumpers, and my wife could tell they didn't at all approve her outfit, which would be more appropriate for a dance club rather than a restaurant, but my didn't care a bit - she has a habit of over-dressing, and even wears 'dance club' style outfits when we go to dive bars.

They were really frumpy and she could tell they didn't like the dress since 1) they were judgmental and 2) most of the women there wouldn't be able to pull off wearing a little dress like that (i.e. there's no way they'd fit into it if you know what I mean)

So she just got up and walked over to the bar area of the restaurant and sat down next to this guy. She said he looked like a very young Tom Sellek, was super hot, in great shape, smart, and he immediately started chatting her up. She said they drank and talked for about 1/2 hour, and they started talking about kissing for some reason, and he kissed her right there at the bar, which turned into a mini-makeout session. The people who she had dinner with were still there, and saw her making out with this guy - wife said it was kinda funny to see how absolutely mortified they were.

She said there was another newly-formed couple at the bar talking with her and her new 'boyfriend', and they all 4 decided to go to her hotel room, which was within walking distance, and get a pizza and some beer.

So they get to her room, the pizza comes and they're drinking beer, then her guy starts kissing her. The other couple was getting into each other, but left to get a room for themselves.

After they left, my wife said her guy took her dress off, she took his pants off, and they literally fucked for most of the night. She said he fucked her and came twice inside her bareback (her usual) and was so hard fucking her she was sore for the rest of the day and felt the aftermath of him pounding her especially in the taxi on the way to the airport. He left at 4am, and she just got ready, packed and went to the airport after showering.

The people who she trained for that weekend complained to the people in her training division about her lack of professionalism, but they all knew my wife and how great of a trainer she was, some of whom had drank and danced with her during events, and one even fucked her a year earlier in his hotel room when he went out to do a training with my wife (unfortunately he only lasted about 5 seconds before cumming bareback inside her). So needless to say, her managers probably had a good laugh when they read their email complaining about her, and did absolutely nothing about it.

Me ? I was obviously super excited when she told me about the trip on the way home from the airport, and I had a great feeling of pride, knowing that I picked out and bought the mini dress she wore that night she got fucked, so that was cool.

sabrej, those are great stories! It's great you have such a hot and fun wife, and it sounds like you guys are both honest and fair with each other. To me, even though she doesn't always spill the details of her playtime right away, it sounds a lot different than the cheating and dishonesty we saw in the other person's story. You gave her permission to play with others, you encourage her to do it, and then she eventually tells you when it happens. She even gets annoyed when the other guy starts falling for her. (My wife feels the same way when guys fall for her!) To me, that's a great set up and a great wife! Enjoy the adventures!

Thanks hotscarlet !

I remember back in the day when we went out (years before she started sharing herself) and she'd tease so many guys while dancing with them, and I'm sure based on how friendly and receptive towards them she was to them (by letting them get their hands on her), making out with some, that they thought she was a sure thing to go home with them.

I felt sorry for them when she was ready to go home, and she just walked away them, then walked over to me and asked me if we could go home. I guess it was her version of an Irish exit.

We've never had any trouble with any of the guys, except sometimes 2 guys who were going after her would end up fighting over her. I'd stand back and just sort of laugh since neither knew she was married and since she hadn't decided to share yet, there was no way either of them was taking her home, but obviously they didn't know that.

Things unfortunately have slowed down in the past couple of years since our daughter moved back in with us while she goes to school, but hopefully that'll change soon.

sabrej, our experience has been that the LS has had its mild times and its wild times. We pretty much put the brakes on everything about a year ago, just to focus on other life priorities, but we've slowly been easing back into it. This past weekend pushed us back up to full strength, unexpectedly. I'll write about that sometime soon.

But my wife's attitude is very similar to your wife's -- she calls the shots. When she wants it all, she gets it all. When she just wants to flirt and dance, that's where it stays. We've had a few run ins with drunk guys trying to press their luck, but she's good at deflecting them away.

It's pretty funny seeing guys fall over themselves thinking that they are the ones in control when in fact it's quite the opposite.

I enjoy your stories -- thanks for posting them!

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