23-03-2019, 12:50 PM
Trouble started as soon as we landed in Vegas and I turned my phone on. The previous day, I had told Jeff that we were going to Las Vegas.for the long weekend. I also apologized to him for Pavan's behavior and explained that my husband had been getting a bit jealous of our friendship. Jeff was aghast that Pavan viewed him as someone making a play for his wife. Jeff assured me that he had no such intentions, and I said I know. Jeff said he was sorry if he had created trouble between me and Pavan, and I in turn apologized to him again. Jeff then changed the topic to Vegas and recommended a few restaurants he really liked. He said there was this one tiny little known gem of a Mexican restaurant that he had loved. He'd try to remember it and let me know.
As soon as I turned the phone on, it beeped three times. Pavan, who had been in a good mood till then, shot me a dirty look. And then asked me sarcastically if the messages were from Jeff. I read the messages. The first one was from my sister saying Chintu was doing fine. The second was from Jeff, with the name and address of the restaurant we had spoken about. And then another message from Jeff saying - "Have a great time in Vegas. Wishing you and Pavan a safe flight." I replied to the messages with a single word "thanks" and answered Pavan's question.
He made some sarcastic comment about whether Jeff wanted recipe.
"No, Pavan. He just texted the address of a restaurant he recommends. And wished us both safe travel and a great vacation." I replied, hoping this would end the topic.
"You know what'll make my vacation great?" Pavan added acerbically as he got up from his seat, "No texts from Jeff."
"Pavan please. Don't start." I pleaded as I followed him. I had really hoped that the Jeff fight was behind us. And here Pavan seemed hellbent on raking it up again, almost aching for a fight.
As we gathered our luggage and took a taxi to the Venetian, I fought back the urge to say a lot of things. I wanted to ask Pavan to just put a moratorium on the Jeff fights. Just try to have a good time here. But Pavan already had that surly expression on his face which said that I was the one at fault. Well, I was done bending over backwards for him. I stayed silent waiting for him to break the ice. Pavan was lost in thoughts as the taxi drove through town. I started admiring the grand sights of all the big casinos and hotels, and started feeling more chipper.
--- When we reached the Venetian, its impressive appearance was enough to shake even Pavan out of his sulky silence. He said the hotel looked gorgeous. I agreed, and started pointing out various artifacts in the lobby. Pavan nodded in appreciation as he filled out the information at the registration desk. I admired the glitz and glamor of the casino. Pavan seemed more enamored by the gambling area. We walked to the elevator and went to our room.
"Let's get ready and hit the casino floor. I want to try my hand at some blackjack." Pavan said, unpacking his suitcase.
"Sure. I am just going to have a quick shower." I said and went to the bathroom.
I didn't really need a shower. It was just a ruse to seduce Pavan. I knew that he loved it when I was naked under a bathrobe, with wet hair. Walking out like that would be sure to get a rise out of Pavan. And a quick noon fuck would be a great way to start our second honeymoon, as I was now thinking of it.
When I walked out of the bathroom after stepping in the shower for a couple of minutes, I saw that Pavan had changed and was sitting on the bed watching TV. He looked at me and smiled, and then asked me get ready soon so we could go to the casino. Sure, I thought to myself. I'd get ready. But first, some action!
I walked towards Pavan seductively swaying my hips and sat down next to him. He was still watching TV. I put my head on his shoulder and started rubbing the stubble on his cheek. Not even a statue could have resisted me at that moment, and Pavan was after all my husband. he turned his head away from the TV and kissed me passionately, our tongues playing with each other. I moaned in pleasure as he slid one hand into my robe and started fondling my boobs. I started feeling incredibly turned on and wanted to have husband inside me right then and there. I laid down on the bed and pulled Pavan over me.
As soon as I turned the phone on, it beeped three times. Pavan, who had been in a good mood till then, shot me a dirty look. And then asked me sarcastically if the messages were from Jeff. I read the messages. The first one was from my sister saying Chintu was doing fine. The second was from Jeff, with the name and address of the restaurant we had spoken about. And then another message from Jeff saying - "Have a great time in Vegas. Wishing you and Pavan a safe flight." I replied to the messages with a single word "thanks" and answered Pavan's question.
He made some sarcastic comment about whether Jeff wanted recipe.
"No, Pavan. He just texted the address of a restaurant he recommends. And wished us both safe travel and a great vacation." I replied, hoping this would end the topic.
"You know what'll make my vacation great?" Pavan added acerbically as he got up from his seat, "No texts from Jeff."
"Pavan please. Don't start." I pleaded as I followed him. I had really hoped that the Jeff fight was behind us. And here Pavan seemed hellbent on raking it up again, almost aching for a fight.
As we gathered our luggage and took a taxi to the Venetian, I fought back the urge to say a lot of things. I wanted to ask Pavan to just put a moratorium on the Jeff fights. Just try to have a good time here. But Pavan already had that surly expression on his face which said that I was the one at fault. Well, I was done bending over backwards for him. I stayed silent waiting for him to break the ice. Pavan was lost in thoughts as the taxi drove through town. I started admiring the grand sights of all the big casinos and hotels, and started feeling more chipper.
--- When we reached the Venetian, its impressive appearance was enough to shake even Pavan out of his sulky silence. He said the hotel looked gorgeous. I agreed, and started pointing out various artifacts in the lobby. Pavan nodded in appreciation as he filled out the information at the registration desk. I admired the glitz and glamor of the casino. Pavan seemed more enamored by the gambling area. We walked to the elevator and went to our room.
"Let's get ready and hit the casino floor. I want to try my hand at some blackjack." Pavan said, unpacking his suitcase.
"Sure. I am just going to have a quick shower." I said and went to the bathroom.
I didn't really need a shower. It was just a ruse to seduce Pavan. I knew that he loved it when I was naked under a bathrobe, with wet hair. Walking out like that would be sure to get a rise out of Pavan. And a quick noon fuck would be a great way to start our second honeymoon, as I was now thinking of it.
When I walked out of the bathroom after stepping in the shower for a couple of minutes, I saw that Pavan had changed and was sitting on the bed watching TV. He looked at me and smiled, and then asked me get ready soon so we could go to the casino. Sure, I thought to myself. I'd get ready. But first, some action!
I walked towards Pavan seductively swaying my hips and sat down next to him. He was still watching TV. I put my head on his shoulder and started rubbing the stubble on his cheek. Not even a statue could have resisted me at that moment, and Pavan was after all my husband. he turned his head away from the TV and kissed me passionately, our tongues playing with each other. I moaned in pleasure as he slid one hand into my robe and started fondling my boobs. I started feeling incredibly turned on and wanted to have husband inside me right then and there. I laid down on the bed and pulled Pavan over me.
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