08/10/2014
Like most residents of the Las Vegas area, my wife and I are transplants. We live here fulltime for the last 15 years. We're originally from northern Cal, and I was fortunate to be able to retire at a fairly young age. I just turned 60 and my wife is 58. There's a lot to do in Vegas besides gamble, and I took advantage of the year around golf. I will call my wife Laura for the sake of this story. Laura is 5'5 tall with tiny breast that are really just two hard nipples. There is barely a need for a swimsuit top, other than to keep within the social proprieties. She wears her blond hair short, and her ample ass sits atop two muscular legs. She spends hours by our pool , and her dark tan highlights her blue eyes and blond hair. Some months after settling in here in Vegas, the new millennium was closing in. My wife had the idea to take in the whole NYC times square experience to welcome in the year 2000. We actually arrived at our hotel in New York on December 30th to avoid any rush, and take in the sights before the big day. After visiting a few landmarks, and a fine dining experience, we hit our hotel lounge just be close to our room if we had a few cocktails to many...which we did. After several potent cocktails, we were joined at the bar by two middle aged black gentleman from England. They told us they were mixing business with pleasure in the Big Apple for the millennium celebration. After a few more drinks with our new found friends, we all knew each others life stories. They were transplants to England from Jamaica and we told them of our recent move to Vegas. By that time the alcohol had really caught up with Laura and she was getting over-friendly and slurring her words. When the bartender announced last call about 2:00 a.m. , Laura invited the two men to our room for a cocktail. We had never even discussed threesomes or swinging in all our years together. It truly was not on my mind , and I was certain Laura was just being friendly. I protested the late night get together in the room , but Laura was so insistent, I felt embarrassed to refuse them to their faces. I didn't want them thinking I was racist for refusing them. I was drunk too and thinking stupid.