Meeting James - Chapter One - Sex Stories

Meeting James - Chapter One

My friend and I pulled up at valet parking in the front of the Paris hotel in Las Vegas. It was a warm spring evening and the sun had just begun to set behind the mountains. The air smelled fresh and clean, an anomaly for the strip I thought. I smiled to myself as I noticed the valet sneaking a peek at my legs as I extended them and stepped out of Sue’s car. Maybe this would be a good night after all. She smiled radiantly at me as I watched her walk around her car hearing to her high heels click on the ceramic pavers as she joined me. “Don’t worry,” she said, as she adjusted her short, red halter, cocktail dress, “I promise you’ll have a good time tonight.” I forced the best smile I could, all the while thinking that I should be back at my apartment finishing that finance paper or at the very least studying for mid-term exams next week. Instead of using the weekend to focus on academics, I had chosen to max out my credit cards on a sleeveless, black lace, cocktail dress and black,Prada pumps, because I didn’t have any formal clothes I could wear to an event like this. I dreaded the thought of calling my parents again and asking them for the money that this evening was costing me. Even though the dress was a little short due to my 5’8” height, the deep black was the perfect contrast to my blonde hair. Hell, this dress is worth every penny I thought. For the better part of a year, Sue had been trying to convince me to accompany her to black-tie charity fundraisers that were ...

... held twice a year at the Paris. It always surprised me that she got invitations through her work, because these events were fairly exclusive. I had spent the last several months listening to her rave about the last one she attended, and she finally wore me down and I agreed to attend one with her. I put my academic concerns and financial woes out of my mind as Sue grabbed my hand and pulled me into the casino. As we walked through the main casino floor I was instantly mesmerized by the myriad of flashing lights and sounds of the slot machines. I could feel the energy in the room as the various gamblers tried their luck at the blackjack and craps tables. Tonight seemed different though, maybe it was just me, but was everyone looking at us as we walked through the room? The hungry eyes on us reminded me how much I loved dressing up and showing off a bit. We arrived at the door and Sue gave her invitations to the door man and we walked into the vast ballroom. I was shocked to see a full orchestra playing a catchy tune from the… I don’t know… 1950’s maybe? I had always loved jazz music so maybe this evening wouldn’t be too bad after all. If nothing else, it was going to be different than the dance clubs that I usually went to when I wanted a night out. “Get some drinks and I’ll find a table,” Sue said. Walking to the bar, I admired the extravagantly decorated room. Someone really went all out I thought. Crystal chandeliers, crown molding, enormous flower arrangements on every table, ...