08-09-2022, 04:37 PM
Over the next few days, we both calmed down. I apologized to Shipra saying I had been out of line. Shipra said she understood my concerns and would tone down her rapport with Jeff, if it bothered me so much. And a few days later, i surprised her with my plans for us to spend a long weekend in Las Vegas. Just the two of us. Shipra's sister who lived in Philadelphia had agreed to take care of Chintu while we were away.
Now back to Vegas.
After we reached the Venetian, I finally broke my silence and mentioned how pretty the casino looked. Shipra also looked impressed and pointed out a few beautiful decorations in the lobby. We checked and went to our room.
This was my first time in Vegas and I was really looking forward to hitting the blackjack tables. So as Shipra went to the bathroom for a quick shower, I changed into some smart casual wear to hit the casino floor. I got dressed, turned the TV on and waited for Shipra. She walked out, her hair wet, clad in a bathrobe.
"Get dressed quickly." I said. "Let's go to the casino floor."
Shipra slowly walked towards me and sat down on the bed. She put her head on my shoulder and ran her hand over my cheek. I could feel heat radiating from her just-showered body. I turned and kissed her, slipping my hand into her robe, fondling her massive breasts. I felt her wet hair touch my ear. Shipra slowly pulled me down to the bed, and I was on top of her. I opened her robe and started kissing her boobs and fingering her clit. She started moaning and squirming as I continued playing with her. A minute or so later, she started unbuttoning my shirt.
That's when I got up off the bed. Shipra looked at me, with a quizzical look on her face.
"We should..." I said, buttoning up my shirt, "we should go check out the casino."
And I ran to the bathroom. In there, I unzipped and tried to coax life into my dick. The only reason I had interrupted that very hot session was that despite my best mental efforts, an erection refused to form. I sat on the edge of the bathtub and started jacking off my dick. But to no avail. A few minutes later, I gave up, flushed the toilet to make it seem like I had gone to pee and walked out of the bathroom. She was right. I did need to see a doctor. I decided to make an appointment as soon as I got back.
Shipra had gotten dressed when I was in there. She was wearing an elegant knee-length wrap-around skirt and blouse with sequins. She flashed me a bright smile, but I could see the disappointment in her eyes. I thought of saying something about the performance issue, but instead she said,
"So you'll have to explain to me exactly how blackjack works."
"Oh, it's easy. It's all about getting as close to 21 as possible..." I was glad for the change in topic and spent time explaining the game's rules to her.
On the casino floor, we had a lot of fun. We first spent some time at the blackjack tables. I made 4 grad while Shipra lost roughly the same amount, leaving us even. We then watched the action on some of the poker tables, a game I liked but was not confident enough to gamble in. We then hit the slots. By dinner time, we had made a small profit. We had dinner at a swanky Italian place on the strip. Our spirits were high. This really was turning into the vacation we wanted. We called up Shipra's sister and spoke to Chintu before deciding to take a walk on the strip.
As the evening wore on, I could not help but notice how smashingly sexy my wife looked. Tall, voluptuous, and with a beautiful face, she drew second and third glances from most men on the street. By the time we got back to the Venetian, I was feeling a stirring in my loins. We got into the elevator, and as soon as the door closed, I pulled Shipra into my embrace and kissed her. She kissed me back hungrily as I pawed her spectacular butt. An erection began forming and she could obviously feel it on her thigh.
"Ooooh Pavan! In the elevator? Naughty!" she said between our kisses.
"I can't help it. You're just so...." I breathlessly started but was interrupted.
*beepbeep*
Shipra froze for a second, but continued kissing me.
"Check who it's from." I said.
"It can wait." she said and tried to pull me back into a kiss. That's when the elevator reached our floor and the doors opened.
"I said, check who it is from." I was feeling rage build up again.
Shipra took her cellphone out of her purse and looked at it.
"Is it Jeff?" I asked.
"Yes, but Pavan, he's just..." Shipra started saying. But I stormed out of the elevator.
I opened our room, turned the TV on and sat on the bed, looking very pissed off.
"He's doing it just to ruin our vacation." I said in an angry voice.
"No Pavan."
"Shipra, I want you to text back in caps - NEVER TEXT OR CALL ME AGAIN"
"Come on Pavan. Don't be silly."
"Shipra, DO IT!!!" I yelled.
She looked at me with tears in her eyes and a confused look on her face.
"Are you going to do it or not?"
"Pavan, please. It's so unnecessary. And rude."
"Fine. I am going to sleep." I said, and started changing.
Now back to Vegas.
After we reached the Venetian, I finally broke my silence and mentioned how pretty the casino looked. Shipra also looked impressed and pointed out a few beautiful decorations in the lobby. We checked and went to our room.
This was my first time in Vegas and I was really looking forward to hitting the blackjack tables. So as Shipra went to the bathroom for a quick shower, I changed into some smart casual wear to hit the casino floor. I got dressed, turned the TV on and waited for Shipra. She walked out, her hair wet, clad in a bathrobe.
"Get dressed quickly." I said. "Let's go to the casino floor."
Shipra slowly walked towards me and sat down on the bed. She put her head on my shoulder and ran her hand over my cheek. I could feel heat radiating from her just-showered body. I turned and kissed her, slipping my hand into her robe, fondling her massive breasts. I felt her wet hair touch my ear. Shipra slowly pulled me down to the bed, and I was on top of her. I opened her robe and started kissing her boobs and fingering her clit. She started moaning and squirming as I continued playing with her. A minute or so later, she started unbuttoning my shirt.
That's when I got up off the bed. Shipra looked at me, with a quizzical look on her face.
"We should..." I said, buttoning up my shirt, "we should go check out the casino."
And I ran to the bathroom. In there, I unzipped and tried to coax life into my dick. The only reason I had interrupted that very hot session was that despite my best mental efforts, an erection refused to form. I sat on the edge of the bathtub and started jacking off my dick. But to no avail. A few minutes later, I gave up, flushed the toilet to make it seem like I had gone to pee and walked out of the bathroom. She was right. I did need to see a doctor. I decided to make an appointment as soon as I got back.
Shipra had gotten dressed when I was in there. She was wearing an elegant knee-length wrap-around skirt and blouse with sequins. She flashed me a bright smile, but I could see the disappointment in her eyes. I thought of saying something about the performance issue, but instead she said,
"So you'll have to explain to me exactly how blackjack works."
"Oh, it's easy. It's all about getting as close to 21 as possible..." I was glad for the change in topic and spent time explaining the game's rules to her.
On the casino floor, we had a lot of fun. We first spent some time at the blackjack tables. I made 4 grad while Shipra lost roughly the same amount, leaving us even. We then watched the action on some of the poker tables, a game I liked but was not confident enough to gamble in. We then hit the slots. By dinner time, we had made a small profit. We had dinner at a swanky Italian place on the strip. Our spirits were high. This really was turning into the vacation we wanted. We called up Shipra's sister and spoke to Chintu before deciding to take a walk on the strip.
As the evening wore on, I could not help but notice how smashingly sexy my wife looked. Tall, voluptuous, and with a beautiful face, she drew second and third glances from most men on the street. By the time we got back to the Venetian, I was feeling a stirring in my loins. We got into the elevator, and as soon as the door closed, I pulled Shipra into my embrace and kissed her. She kissed me back hungrily as I pawed her spectacular butt. An erection began forming and she could obviously feel it on her thigh.
"Ooooh Pavan! In the elevator? Naughty!" she said between our kisses.
"I can't help it. You're just so...." I breathlessly started but was interrupted.
*beepbeep*
Shipra froze for a second, but continued kissing me.
"Check who it's from." I said.
"It can wait." she said and tried to pull me back into a kiss. That's when the elevator reached our floor and the doors opened.
"I said, check who it is from." I was feeling rage build up again.
Shipra took her cellphone out of her purse and looked at it.
"Is it Jeff?" I asked.
"Yes, but Pavan, he's just..." Shipra started saying. But I stormed out of the elevator.
I opened our room, turned the TV on and sat on the bed, looking very pissed off.
"He's doing it just to ruin our vacation." I said in an angry voice.
"No Pavan."
"Shipra, I want you to text back in caps - NEVER TEXT OR CALL ME AGAIN"
"Come on Pavan. Don't be silly."
"Shipra, DO IT!!!" I yelled.
She looked at me with tears in her eyes and a confused look on her face.
"Are you going to do it or not?"
"Pavan, please. It's so unnecessary. And rude."
"Fine. I am going to sleep." I said, and started changing.
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