Karen was asleep, curled in a ball. I let her sleep. I ordered a big breakfast for us and looked out over the Strip. Las Vegas was waking up. I thought about what Lisa had said. I was sure we would not fuck things up again as long as Karen and I were honest and true to each other.
I heard a siren and looked down at the strip, so I didn’t hear Karen as she slipped up behind me and wrapped her arms around me. She leaned in from behind and kissed me on the cheek. “Jason Williams, I love you so much. You are my only man!
Breakfast came, and we ate just having small talk, not about anything important, just talking, being a couple. We needed to pay attention to each other and discuss things that may not matter.
We had one more day in Vegas, so Karen planned tonight. I had no idea what she had arranged. I am sure it will be fun. We go home tomorrow, remarried, and dedicated ourselves to each other again. So, our last night would be fun, I am sure.
Karen and I spent the day by the pool. We made love in a private cabana bed I had arranged. Making love with hundreds of strangers just outside the curtains was incredible. We tried to be quiet, but from the comments and laughter we heard, the people just outside knew we were fucking and cheered us on. Then we walked back to our room to loud cheers and clapping. We showered and napped before getting ready for our night out.
Once dressed, Karen looked amazing in a small, sparkling, tight mini dress. She wore silver thigh-high stockings. Their tops would be visible when Karen sat or bent over. She looked so hot all eyes would be on her.
I wore a pair of nice black slacks and an open-collared white silk shirt with three buttons open, showing my hairy chest. I felt sexy, and I knew Karen did.
Before leaving the suite, I pulled Karen to me and kissed her, “So, what is your plan for tonight?”
“Well, I thought we needed to have one normal night in Vegas, so tonight we are having a wonderful dinner, then we are taking in a show and doing some gambling after. Then we will see what happens. But we will talk about that later when the time comes,” Karen had a devilish little smile on her lips.
That got me wondering what her late-night plan was.
We were out the door and down the elevator to the lobby packed with people. Karen took my hand and let me across the lobby to Gordon Ramsay's Hell’s Kitchen. Karen knows I love his show on TV, so this was special.
We had an incredible dinner and amazing wine. The bill was also unbelievable, but it was our second honeymoon, so the cost meant nothing.
Afterward, we walked through the casino and watched some people gambling. Karen stopped me and whispered in my ear. “Babe, we have over an hour before we have to be at the theater, so I think you need to take me upstairs for a quicky.” She squeezed my cock, and I started to harden at her suggestion.
I took Karen's hand and whisked her into the nearest elevator and our suite. She was all over me as we rode up, kissing and squeezing my cock. She was like a cat attacking her prey.
The elevator door opened, and Karen ran down the hall, dragging me behind her. I opened the room door, and she pulled me inside. She kissed me hard, pushing me back against the door as it closed.
Karen was suddenly a wild woman. She stepped back and pulled me toward the bed, stopping beside it and pulling her skirt up. She dropped to her knees. Karen looked up and smiled as her hands busily unbuckled my slacks, and I heard the zipper slide down.
I looked straight ahead and felt my slacks puddled at my feet. Karen lifted my feet and slipped my trousers off, neatly folding them and placing them on the floor. Then my boxers slipped down, and the cool room air hit my hard cock.
It was quickly replaced with the warm breath of my incredible wife. I closed my eyes and visioned her mouth inches from my cock and felt her hot breath. Then her hot wet tongue slipped around my cockhead, and her hand wrapped around my cock. Karen hummed as she took me deep into her mouth, stopping when my cock pressed into her throat. For the next five minutes, Karen made love to my cock and brought me to the edge several times but backed off each time, not letting me cum.
My balls were aching, and my breathing was halted. I needed to cum badly, but I wanted her pussy. I knew Karen wanted my cock and needed to fuck. I moaned, “Stop, baby,” and reached down, pulling her up. I kissed her hard, spun her around, and pushed her over the bed. Her hands landed, and I kicked her feet further apart.
Her bare ass was before me, with her skirt up around her waist. I swatted each ass cheek, once, then again, making Karen moan, “Oh God baby take me fuck me hard fuck me good, fill my pussy with cum!”
I pulled her thong string out of the way and gripped my cock, rubbing it up from her clit to her asshole, wetting the whole area. I leaned down, licked her entire slit, and rimmed her asshole.
“Oh God, Jason, Fuck me!” Karen moaned, pushing back against my mouth.
I did! And pushed my cock into her soaked pussy until my balls slapped against her clit, and Karen groaned, “Dear God, yes!!! FUCK ME!!!”
I gripped Karen at the waist, pulling her back as I thrust forward, pounding her pussy with total abandon. Our bodies slapped together, and we moaned as sexual pleasure consumed us. Suddenly Karen slammed back on my cock, dropping her head to the bed, and shrieking into the covers. I heard Karen’s muffled voice, exalting, “Oh Fuck Yes, cumming baby, cumming on your cock, fuck me, fuck me!”
I relentlessly pounded Karen’s pussy, and she began cumming and cumming. She was moaning and whimpering as my cock slid deep inside her. Karen’s hands were over her head, gripping the covers in a ball. She was pushing back against me, taking all my cock each thrust. I was tapping her cervix, making her yelp.
Then it happened: My balls seized up, and I came as hard as ever, blasting rope after rope of cum deep in Karen's sweet pussy. She reared up and slammed back against me as I emptied my load inside her. I was breathing hard and deep as I finished, and I fell onto the bed, pulling Karen over with me, my cock still inside her hot pussy. Karen was trembling as we lay apart, not wanting to mess up her dress more than it already was.
My cock slipped out as Karen rolled to face me. Her face was a look of total satisfaction. We kissed softly as we slowly calmed down, and our breathing became normal.
“I love you, baby, more than you will ever know. I hope that my behavior has proven that to you.” Karen passionately kissed me, then rolled away, standing and smoothing her dress. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. “So, this is what a freshly fucked slut wife looks like. I like it. I hope you do!”
I moved to her, wrapping my arms around her. My bare cock pressed against her ass, covered by the sparkling dress. “Oh yes, I like it very much. Now, don’t we have somewhere we are supposed to be?”
“Oh yes, we have to go. Put your trousers on.”
I dressed, and we were off to the show, Garth Brooks, one of my favorite country singers.
We had great seats, and the show was spectacular. The energy in the room was almost overpowering. There was no way you could not have enjoyed his show. We sang along. We danced in our seats and had an incredible time. The show was so good it went by in a flash. Then it was over!
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We went out to the casino floor, which was bustling with gamblers. This was a gold mine. It was no wonder the mafia had controlled the early days of Vegas.
A little after 10:00 p.m., I followed Karen through the pit to a craps table. There were two spaces for us to fit into. I love playing Craps and understand the game well. We were standing with Karen beside the stickman.
“Baby, this is your game. I know you love to play Craps, so let's win some money.” Karen said excitedly.
“Karen, I don't have enough money to play at this table. Let’s move to a cheaper table.” I told her.
“Nonsense, I have all the money we need.” Karen slipped her hand inside the bodice of her dress and brought out a black card I had never seen before.
She laid the card before the stickman, “$25,000, please?”
I was stunned, “Karen, what is that card?”
The stickman returned the card to Karen and gave her $25,000 in chips. With a “Thank you, madam.”
Karen turned to me and kissed me. “I will explain later. Right now, we are going to have some fun and win some money!”
We started slow, losing a bit, but it was like magic when Karen got the dice and began shooting. She was amazing. Karen hit the number, then when coming out, she threw a seven, then another point, and rolled lots of numbers, not crapping out before she made the point. Time after time, this happened, and then she was rolling sevens and elevens. This went on for nearly twenty minutes. Everyone was winning, and we had brought over a crowd. We were betting on everything and winning all the time.
Karen finally crapped out with a seven before the point, and everyone moaned. It was my turn to shoot, so I had Karen blow on the dice before each throw. Her spell was still on the dice, and I was the shooter for another fifteen minutes. Everyone was winning again, and the table was wild.
I finally crapped out, and we went through two more shooters when it was clear that the table had gone cold. We had so many chips that needed to be colored up and racked before we went to the cashier window. We had won over $72,000 plus the $25,000 we started with. We put $72,000 back in the account and took the remainder in one-hundred-dollar bills.
We ran to the elevator, and once inside, we were all over one another, kissing and feeling each other up. I only had one hand available; the $25,000 plus in cash was in a bag in my other hand.
The elevator door opened, and we ran down the hall to the suite and crashed through the door. Once inside, we grabbed each other and laughed very loudly.
“Oh my God, baby, we won a lot of money over $70,000,” Karen screamed.
“Yes, we did. But where did you get the seed money from?” I was worried where it had come from.
Karen was starting to strip me as she explained. “After all the mess settled down, I was very pissed off at Joseph, so one week, when he was in town, I went to his office. He was not there, but I planted a seed. I needed to see him. The receptionist looked at me with an odd eye and asked what it was about. I explained it was a private matter. She smiled as if she understood and told me he would be back later in the day. I gave her my number and asked that she not mention that I had been there. She also agreed to call me when he was back in the office. I left, waddling out of the office.”
“Waddling, why were you waddling?” I asked.
“Well, baby, an eight-month-pregnant woman always waddles.” Karen smiled. She had me naked and was taking off her dress.
“What… What pregnant woman.” I asked, very confused. Then it hit me. “What did you do?”
“OK, I was bad. I wanted to pay Joseph back for his cowardly behavior in my way. Nothing physical, just a powerful payback. I thought that if I were pregnant and made him believe it was his, I could really fuck with him. So, I looked online and found one of those fake baby bumps that make you look very pregnant and bought it. Then, I went to the theater department at the community college. A teacher there showed me how to use it, made me look pregnant, and said that if someone touched it, it felt real. She also told me how to walk or waddle like an eight-month-pregnant woman.
Once I was comfortable that I could do this, I planned out my payback. I decided I wanted money, nothing more. I would guilt him into paying a flat amount to support and pay for his child's college education. $150,000 was the figure I needed to get out of him. The money had to come in cash and be deposited in an offshore account I had set up. I wanted no trace of the money so that none of this mess could ever get back to his wife. I didn’t want to damage her in any way.
Once I was ready, I went to college that morning, and Emily dressed me with the big baby bump attached. She made me look fatter in my face. I practiced walking a little, and once I was comfortable, I left for Joe’s office.”
“Wait, Wait, Karen, you did all this yourself? You thought this all out, and did it? Wow, I don't want to ever be on your bad side. But what if he didn’t believe you that it was his baby?” I asked, confused.
“I was surprised I could do all of this myself, but Joe had fucked up our lives, and yes, I was the other half of the cheaters, but Joe abandoned me and ran like a fucking coward, so he had to pay!
Jason, I found a DNA report online and downloaded it. I altered it to look like a real one from a mail-in lab in Chicago. I made it look like a baby, and Joe was a 99% match. It was fake, but when someone you used to fuck frequently without protection and you have cum inside her many times, you might wonder if it could be true. Add a real-looking DNA report showing the match, and well, it’s ‘Oh Shit!’
I am sorry, Jason, I had to describe it that way. That has to be the way Joe will feel and will remember it! You, OK?”
“So, what happened at his office?” I asked, dying to know how he reacted.
“His assistant called me and told me he was there. She also told me he was getting what he deserved but told me nothing more. I was waiting in a coffee shop down the street, so I waddled out to my car and drove to his office. When I walked in, the girl directed me down the hall to his office without announcing me. She definitely had a grudge against Joe!
