"Why yes I am!" Becky said as she remembered listening to the interracial couple next door fucking with abandon."My name is Jenny and it is nice to me...t you. I have to say you and your husband were sure having fun last night. Hotel sex is the best! Don't you agree?" Jenny said with a wink and a giggle."Well it is fun but he is not my husband." Becky said."That makes it even better! The guy I'm with is just a guy I met on-line. I am going to use him up and send him home!" Jenny laughed."Are you. This was exciting to me. My cock hardened. But part of me knew that this was taking me down a dangerous road. This was not just sucking one guy's cock every now and then. This was becoming a...well, I would be - I'd be a cocksucking slut.What was wrong with me? Did I really want that? No.But I did. The idea excited me to no end. Jake was talking and I had missed most of it."...your ass if you want." What?" I asked."I said you can even back your ass up to it and take a cock up your ass if you. We change dealers but Jeff and I keep talking. He was from Chicago and in Vegas for some convention. He was doing pretty good at the tables but my eight-hundred is down to about hundred and fifty before it begins to rise again. The drinks keep coming (god, I love Vegas for that!) and I keep downing them. The alcohol makes me flirt even more, and he’s open to it. I’m back up and past my starting stash, with about a thousand dollars when Jeff says he’s had enough. He gathers his chips, wishes me. I took the pics to my room and photocopied them. I took the pictures back to her room and put them back in the book, carefully placed it back where I found it I grabbed a pair of frilly red underwear and then left the room checking it had been as it was when I came in. I stashed the photocopies of the pics and the underwear in my bedside table (easy reach for later on) The next day once again I was home alone so I took the pictures out and went downstairs I was stoking my cock as I was looking.