We were on our way to Las Vegas for a quick romantic weekend. Eddy had found a $25.00 room at the Lucky Lady hotel and casino, located downtown in the older section of "Sin City," and we figured it couldn't be all that bad. We'd actually been there before with our parents and loved the funky atmosphere. Old folks on respirators seemed to be in ample supply and the place still boasted nickel slots, so we figured if it had a clean bed it would be good enough. So, we quickly secured a friend's house for a sleep-over for our 4 year old and hit the road early Saturday morning.

We took the 405, as opposed to the more common route (on the 10 to the I-15), which detours on the 14 through Palmdale, then abruptly turns behind the San Bernardino Mountains toward Victorville, finally connecting back up with the I-15 about 190 miles from Vegas. We always drive this way as it's a more interesting ride, taking us through barren desert scrub and into the town of Pearblossom, a little stretch of eclectic business ranging from off-the-wall gift shops to wacky restaurants to farmers markets with produce from who-knows-where. Just behind the town the mountains rise abruptly and the tops are covered with snow, the only indicator Southern California provides that Winter is visiting. Best of all, there's practically no indication that one of the world's largest metropolis' lies just over those snowy peaks.

We continued on to the city of Victorville, one of the last 'burbs of So. Cal before the landscape gives way to vast stretches of dirt, sand, and rock, where we planned to catch the I-15 and make the last couple hundred miles to Vegas, where we expected to arrive at around 1pm. A quick stop for gas was all that stood between us and our destination, so we hit the AM/PM about a half mile from the onramp.

Eddy and I were beginning to relax and become a bit giddy; after all, we were now free of our 'routine' and could let loose. We treated such trips almost like first dates, where we got to know eachother and flirt a bit. Eddy was still as radiant after 15 years of marriage as she was at 25, when we first met. Her petite frame was still firm and her ass was full and round, atypical of most Asian women. Her long black hair flowed around her creamy white face, with a perfect collection of freckles dotting her cheeks. I could feel my crotch warming and could hardly wait to get to our hotel. I had made sure to pack a few of our favorite toys for the occassion and we smiled knowingly as the pump clicked its way toward filling our tank.

As we waited, a small BMW convertible pulled up next to us, on the other side of the pump. The car had Texas license plates, which was an odd sight in Victorville, and a striking woman emerged...

Somebody, anybody take me to Vegas too! Pleeasse?

I could not believe my luck as I watched her get out of my Beemer. How did I get here. I had ran an ad back home in Texas for someone to share and split my driving time, first to Arizona and So. Cal, before ending up in Vegas, and she had responded. We hit it off immediately. She could converse intelligently on any topic, had a great sense of humor, and was sexy as hell. I had never been attracted to another woman before and was somewhat surprised as our trip unfolded that I was beginning to feel a desire for her. We agreed to share hotel rooms on the trip to save money and I caught myself checking her out more than once. She was on her way to Vegas to meet a friend from another country and saw my ad and thought it sounded like fun. Anyway here we were in some little place in California on our way to Vegas. I feel a stirring between my legs as I watch her walk towards the building to get us some water. God I wish my ass looked like hers. I then notice the couple in the car beside us. Handsome man and beautiful Asian lady. I feel another twinge between my legs. Is there something in the air out west or what, I think to myself...

Normally, we wouldn't have given it a second thought; after all, you see plenty of good looking women driving in and out of Vegas. But there was something about this woman. She had an air of self confidence about her and gave us both a wide smile. We smiled back and meekly said hello, with Eddy inquiring if she was heading toward, or coming away from LV. At that point, we noticed another woman in the passenger seat...

As the sun shone over us, the gleam of its' ray hit the top of the Beemer to our left. It glistened so brightly, and as our eyes adjusted we noticed another beautiful woman sitting in the driver's seat. She was looking in our direction, actually having diverted her attention from her car companion as she passed us. I thought, what a couple of gorgeous women. How I wondered where they were going and what excitement may lay ahead for them this weekend. We're they a couple? Or just friends out for a weekend spa trip? I could imagine them sitting in a steam room, just the outline of their bodies at first, then having the steam move aside. You could see small beads of prespiration covering their bodies as their breasts heaved so slowly as they breathed in the heavy moisture. Your eyes followed every curve of their bodies as time seemed to stop, when one reached over.....

I wondered what Eddy was thinking. She was always curious about other people and I wondered if she had the same reaction to the Texas plates. I was so fixated on the fact of this woman being from Texas that I didn't notice the actual license itself, which read "GoGirrl." What could that mean? Could she be a stripper? Was she "with" the other woman in the car? I fumbled out a lame attempt at conversation,

"Heading up for the weekend? Enjoying your trip so far?"

Eddy saw me struggling - she knew by my nervousness I was attracted to this mysterious stranger - yet always the trooper she stepped in and put her arms around me, which gave the indication I was safe for conversation. To this day I love the liberties a man can enjoy when he's married. Other women seem to open up and one can even heavily flirt and get away with it. I work around a lot of women and they always seem to tell me their most intimate secrets. And here I was playing that card yet again.

GoGirrl (I'll call her this for now) gave us a wide smile and said...

[ January 15, 2004, 07:52 AM: Message edited by: Freddy ]

I watched from the car as GoGirl stopped and began talking to the couple. They shook hands and soon were laughing. I noticed the handsome man gaze up and down my new friend's body and smile with approval. He had good taste in women. I looked to his companion, the beautiful Asian woman, to see if she reacted to his obvious stare with any sign of jealously. Far from it, it seemed as though she was checking her out as well. At that point I got out of the car to join them. As I opened the door they turned towards me and watched as I stepped out of the car. My blue jean mini skirt had ridden well up my thighs and I was sure they got a good view as I stood and pushed it back down my legs as I walked to them. GoGirl quickly introduced them as Freddy and Eddy and they were headed to Vegas just as we were. A shiver ran through me as I shook both their hands. Other than both being attractive people they seemed normal enough yet just the touch of their hands had sent my mind reeling to images of lovemaking and sex. It was as if desire came from their pores instead of sweat. I was snapped out of my thoughts as Freddy talked of us following them to Vegas. GoGirl quickly agreed and I began to think this was going to be a very memorable trip...

We had been making small talk, when Silkpanties approached us. Her skirt had wiggled up to show just enough of her lips to let me know two things: she was shaved and I would have to seduce her at some point.
I was glad that she agreed to follow Freddy and Eddy to LV. That seemed to ooze their sexuality. I entertained the thought of a foursome as I got back into our car. I reached over, placing my hand on Silkpanties thigh, asking, "Would you like me to drive?" "No, I like handling a stickshift." We both laughed easily. I didn't remove my hand. Instead, as I leaned back, I moved my hand back, moving her skirt a bit. I didn't look but I hopped that I was close to her pussy. I spread my fingers and lightly gripped her leg. Nothing warm and juicy. We both looked straight ahead. Silkpanties, shifted in her seat. I wondered if she was trying to get me to move my hand, but just as I decided I should move it, she pattd my hand. Ok, patting my hand... that is a green light!
I massaged her leg so that I could subtly move my hand downwards. My goal was to be close enough to finger her with my little finger, to se how much juice was flowing...

Hold on, Herecomestherain, I have plans for you.

Textmessage:
Gogirl, waiting for u, see u soon, drive carefully, don't talk to 2 many strangers!
'rain

I didn't exactly know how to react when Eddy invited our two new friends - Patricia (GoGirrl's real name) and Melanie (her companion) - to follow us to Vegas. Was she just being friendly? Eddy certainly wasn't the type to initiate a sexual encounter of this kind. Our sex life was smoking, but we always stopped short of bringing outsiders into our intimate moments; better left to fantasy, we thought. When I asked her directly, she simply said she was helping some out of town folks to some "California hospitality" and that we should at least give them some Vegas pointers. I sort of bought it, after all, Eddy was the type who thanked tourists for visiting LA and took great efforts to be as friendly as possible. She felt this encouraged them to come back. I thought it was one thing to be friendly, perhaps write down a list and hand it to them there at the station, right? But follow us? I was intrigued to say the least and I wondered what the two new members of our adventure were thinking and doing as we pulled out and drove toward Barstow...

[ January 16, 2004, 07:52 AM: Message edited by: Freddy ]

There was a reason her nickname was silkpanties; her pussy felt just like silk. The inside of her lips were wonderfully smooth. I tried not to touch her clit just yet. It had been a while since I had touched another woman. I teased Silki with little circles around that marble of flesh. I wish my fingers was my tongue! My own condition was getting rather tense. The touch of her skin was lighting my own pussy, and I knew my nipples were protruding through my thin blouse. I was beginning to need some kind of relief. I casually brushed across a nipple and opened my blouse a couple of buttons more. I closed my eyes. I knew my movements had released a breast into the open. The cool wind felt exhilarating against my exposed nipple. I hooked my middle finger, sticking into Silk's opening. It only went in to thedlicious wetness an inch, but I begin pulling it out and pushing it in. Again only enough to make little sucking noises. My free hand gripped the door. I wanted to twist my nipple, pulling it long until I exploded with an orgasm, but I was afraid it would distrub my hold. I glanced at the rearview mirror and I could see the beautiful woman beside my breathing heavily. There was a slight smile on her lips that she licked. I included my ring finger in her. She accepted both fingers easily. Where is that damn hotel???? Pushing my fingers into her pussy while sucking her clit would be so wonderful!

I looked ahead and saw Freddy and Eddy. Eddy was turned sideways in her seat, looking at Freddy. I wasn't sure, but her movements suggested that she was pulling on something.

The air bit at my exposed tiddy. Silk's pussy pulled at my fingers. The thought of that beautiful woman with dark hair pulling at a hard cock. I couldn't stand it!

I wondered if Eddy would share Freddy with the three of us. I would certainly be willing to satisfy her every need for the trade.

From the looks of things in my rearview mirror, Patricia and Melanie were doing more than just driving. Melanie's head seemed to sway side to side and disappear for short periods, suggesting she was either having seizures or experiencing something out of this world. Dancing to a cool tune on the radio or CD player perhaps? Eddy certainly didn't think so and in fact seemed quite interested in what was going on back there. At her urging, we pulled off in Barstow for an In and Out burger, which was really an excuse to get to know them better. As we both pulled into our parking spaces, Melanie emerged from the vehicle very flushed and out-of-sorts. Patricia, on the other hand, had a wry grin poking out from her freshly painted lips and carried the air of stong composure, as if she were the dominant player and Melanie was her plaything. Eddy commented that all they needed was a leash to complete the surreal scene.

Politely, I held the door and we all entered, ordered our food (Eddy and I Double-Doubles, Patricia ordered for both of them - the same, but "Animal" style), and sat down in a cramped plastic booth. Eddy immediately began her usual interrogation,

"You guys gamble? What have you guys seen so far? How long have you two been on the road?" she politely asked.

Patricia answered immediately, almost preventing Melanie from speaking, "Not really - we don't have much of it in Texas. We're just out for a couple of weeks, checking out California. I originally planned to come alone, but Melanie and I met right before I was about to leave and thought it would be fun come out together."

It struck me as rather odd that one, being from Texas Patricia had no hint of a Texan (or even Southern) accent and two, that Melanie barely spoke at all. I made it a point to direct some conversation her way, but Melanie always seemed evasive and would constantly look in Patricia's direction, as if she needed approval before answering. I felt as if Eddy and I were playing roles in some sort of game they had going on...

There's nothing worse than to have a flat on my bike, forgot my duster, lost my hat, broke my shades,no spare, no patch kit,in the rain, miles from nowhere, cold, hungry, did I mention wet?, trying to get to Vegas for a party and can not get a ride if I were to pay for it.

Somewhere, somehow someone needs to save my sexy ass!

I'll work it off in trade!

P.S. did you notice my number is 369?