I admit that I’m not much of a traveler. In the nine years that ♀ & I have been together, I’m pretty sure I’ve never been the one to say, “let’s go…”

So for me to say Vegas has never been on my list of destinations, is really just a half-truth. I don’t have a list. I like being close to home. ♀, on the other hand, does have a list and Vegas has always been right near the top of it. The bakery will be closing in six months, my boss owed me a few days off, ♀ found a great package deal and I really didn’t have any great excuses for not going.

After Lord Batsu and I finished fucking ♀ senseless for the second time, Lady Batsu made us a hearty lunch and Lord Batsu drove us to the airport (thanks again, you two are awesome).

We picked the Imperial to stay at because the price was right and it was smack-dab-in-the-middle of the strip, not because we thought it would be luxurious. However, when we checked in (sometime after 11 pm) I told a little white lie and said it was our 10th anniversary. They upgraded us to the Love Nest suite. What made this suite special was mirrors above the king-size bed and also above the bath tub…the really big bath tub…

We had never stayed in a room with mirrors above the bed before (or above the tub either) and I must admit it was fun finding positions that were visually entertaining. For instance that first night ♀ wanted to watch herself get fisted. Keep in mind that it had only been about 8 hours since Lord Batsu and I had taken turns fisting her. She needed a long soak in the big tub when we were done.

We arrived late Sunday night and left early Wednesday afternoon, so we really only had two full days. Three would have been better. Not that we could do and see everything in three days, it’s just I don’t think my senses could take much more than that. We did a lot of walking, shopping and fucking. There was some eating and sleeping and a little bit of drinking and gambling.

Some of the hi-lights were…the sexy red shoes and red corset we bought. I had the best Manhattan I’ve ever had. We had deep-fried dill-pickles at BB Kings Bar & Grill (those Americans will deep fry anything). Going up the Eiffel tower at night was cool. The living statues scared the hell out of ♀. I loved the rare book store ($6500 for a first edition of the Cat in the Hat).  Zumanity was fucking amazing. We had never seen any Cirque Du Soleil shows before and wow. We didn’t get to sit on the red couches, but we did have front row seats and I think that was the best live show I have ever seen anywhere. Seriously, it was even better than my kids grade 1 Christmas concert.

Do you read HyperSexualGirl? She’s a young woman living in Australia and before that she was a stripper in Las Vegas. She sent us a very nice email with lots of suggestions of places to go and things to see, but we never even left the strip. I’m keeping that email though because if when we go again she had lots of great suggestions. We had planned on going to see some strippers, but the closest we got was this place…

The first day we walked in one direction along the strip and the next day we walked the other way. Unfortunately we left Caesars Palace (it was right across the street) until the very end. I would have liked to spend some more time exploring there. We did have a nice meal at Rao’s and I copped a feel on the way out…

Cheers,

♀ & sss

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