Felicity Ch. 15

I said, "I need someplace where she would not get carded," and I pointed to Fay Marie.

The woman's demeanor changed from courteous hotel employee to friend almost immediately. Her name was Alice, about Mom's age and very pretty. She cooed at Fay as she asked me questions about her, to which I fortunately knew the answers.

She reached down into a counter cabinet and brought out her purse. She pulled out a bulging business card wallet but found the one she wanted quickly.

She said, "This is out of the way, it is in fact at the edge of the desert. The food is terrific and they have a patio outside. At what time will you be going?"

"About nine."

"Then ask to sit outside, the temperature will be nice by then and there are misters all around the deck. There will be less noise for her," she said as she smiled at Fay Marie.

"There is a small band that plays from around nine to around twelve. They play all kinds of music although I warn you that they are really bad men. My husband is the lead guitarist and my brother is the drummer. My nephew plays the keyboard.

The place closes at twelve-thirty, which is ridiculously early by Vegas standards but this is not a tourist place. In fact you are the first one in months I have sent there. Any man that will take his daughter dancing has my immediate affection."

She handed me the restaurants card and said, "Don't worry if it seems that it takes forever before you get there, after you leave the lights behind it is just ten minutes away, less than thirty minutes total from here depending on traffic."

I thanked her then said goodbye. I stopped two steps away then turned back to her and kissed her on the cheek. She grinned and blushed.

Fay Marie and I went for a hamburger then walked around the hotel for a while. Although I thought she did not yet have the ability to focus she seemed to be fascinated by the chandeliers. The sound of the slots seemed to make her nervous. "Smart girl," I said to her. "You are correct in fearing those things."

I almost did not recognize Fay when she came to get the baby late that afternoon. Her longish mostly unkempt hair had been cut and highlighted. She wore make-up. I wondered what changes I would see in Vicky.

At seven-thirty I was stepping into a cab, a bit early but as it turned out a good thing, the traffic was horrendous. I got to the chapel at eight and watched as a wedding party filed out. An older man came to me and introduced himself, he told me that he would be conducting my ceremony and ushered me into the chapel.

After giving me instructions on the choreography of the event he went to another room. Five minutes later he was back advising me that the ladies had opted to go ahead and start the ceremony. We just needed to give the photographer a couple of minutes and the witnesses a restroom break. In less than five minutes the music began and the four ladies marched in. Fay was holding her namesake as Mom accompanied Vicky down the aisle. They were holding hands.

There were no radical changes in Vicky's appearance that I could see, maybe some subtle changes in her hair and make-up. She looked gorgeous.

About the time I started to worry about a ring for Vicky Mom handed it to me. We had matching wedding bands. A small blur of time later I was kissing my wife. It was not a cursory kiss from either of us; it was a true bride and groom kiss.

Vicky and I went outside as Mom and Fay and Fay Marie conducted some business. We held hands. We were in our limo on the way to dinner and dancing before our wedding was supposed to have started.

The place we were heading to was called Aunty El's and was just as Alice advertised, except that she had omitted one detail; she was the lead singer for the band.

After dinner I waited for a ballad and asked Vicky to dance with me. I heard Alice dedicate her song to us. Vicky buried her face on my shoulder and trembled a bit.

As the song ended and we applauded Alice stepped down from the stage and kissed our cheeks. "I better see you dancing with your daughter before the night is out or there will be hell to pay," she said to me.

I said, "The next ballad."

Mom and I danced to old-fashioned rock and roll; she and Fay danced to one of those country music line dances. When the next ballad began I picked up Fay Marie from the carrier and walked us to just inside the door between the patio and the dance floor and I danced with my daughter.

Alice was beaming, so were Vicky, Fay, and Mom. Vicky was next to us as I danced with our daughter so I took Vicky's hand and urged her to me and as the song ended I was dancing with my wife and daughter.

Mom said that some of the applause was for us.

Not long after that the band launched into a long rock instrumental number. Alice left the stage and came to our table and I introduced her to my family. "This is my wife Vicky, my sister-in-law Fay, my Mom Marie, and you already met my dance partner Fay Marie,"

"I wonder how she got her name," Alice said with a giggle.

I brought a chair over for her as Mom and Fay thanked her for allowing us into the world of the real people.

Alice laughed and welcomed us. "How did you like the food?" she asked.

"Terrific," I said. I even liked the green sauce on my steak."

"It is a special avocado sauce they make here."

"He put that sauce on my salad and it became the best salad ever," Vicky said. "We have been dipping our fries in it. Do you think we could get the recipe?"

"I doubt it. I have been begging for years and all I know is that there is lemon, not lime in the recipe. The silly old woman that owns this joint promised that she would leave the recipe for me in her will. I am trying not to kill her since she is my aunt."

We laughed at that line and had a very nice visit until Mom suddenly exclaimed, "Alice Turnbull of The Fronds! I knew I recognized the voice."

"Wow, you must have been one of our seventeen fans. Thanks," Alice said.

Mom laughed and told Fay and Vicky, "Her band was awesome, and they had a hit album with four songs that ran through my head all through my senior year in high school. Then they just vanished. What happened?" Mom asked Alice.

Alice said, "Same old story. When we started the band I was the keyboardist's girl. He was the founder and leader of the band. Eighteen months later as we finished the album I was the guitarists pregnant wife. We were asked to leave the band so I became a teacher and my husband became an accountant.

This is our hometown, really, it is. We play now and then when some venue finds itself in need of a temporary act. My family talked us into appearing at their joint on weekends so we decided to do that for the free food. That plus it is fun for us.

I was working at the hotel today because the real concierge is at his daughter's wedding. I do work at the Mirage and at T I part time during the summer."

"I want your autograph," Mom said.

"I don't give autographs," Alice said. "Would my cell number be OK? I think we need to talk some more."

Mom looked at Alice in astonishment then gave out a squeal and hugged her tightly. Alice wrote down her cell number on the restaurant business card she had given me and then after giving Mom a wide grin, signed her name with a flourish. Mom kissed Alice's cheek.

"Alice your husband seems to be trying to get your attention," I said.

"Ooops, that is my intro. Glad to have met you'all. Seriously, call me," She said to Mom.

Alice was soon belting out rock and roll and Mom drug me back out to the dance floor. I was soon in the middle of a three-woman tag team, as their defenseless victim. Mom, Fay and Vicky really did tag each other as they took the other's place as my dance partner. Fay and Mom had apparently given dibs on the ballads to Vicky. Slow dancing saved my life.

Well before we were ready it was closing time. We met Alice's Aunt El, (the owner of the place), and her husband Mark as the band packed up. Eventually we said goodnight to Alice and rode our limo to the hotel. Moving towards the lights made our ride seem a lot shorter than moving away from them had.

Mom and Fay accompanied us to our room. As soon as I had the door open Fay went into the room with Fay Marie. Mom took the card key out of my hand, handed me a different card and closed the door behind her.

Vicky and I wandered to their room somewhat stunned. When we got there we found that the card would not work. We looked at the cardholder to make sure we had the right room and noticed we did not; the card was to a room several floors up.

When we opened the door to our new room we found ourselves in a honeymoon suite. We had been given the opportunity to consummate the marriage.

No, we were being urged to consummate the marriage.

Vicky and I marveled at the room, the flowers, and the champagne. The view out the window was terrific. We moved a couple of chairs to it and sat there for a while just taking in the view.

I knew Vicky did not drink so I did not open the champagne. I found soft drinks in the mini fridge and we drank them as we chatted about our day and our night while sitting in front of the window.

We knew we were stalling, each afraid that the other wanted no part of sex. The fact that we had already had sex and that was what had put us in that honeymoon suite in the first place never entered my mind.

One of us had to come to a decision. The only thing I had decided was that it was not going to be me. I was going to be happy even if all we did was stare out the window all night. Not my first choice, but it was not my choice.

Vicky stood and decided for us.

Vicky began to undress. I followed her lead.

We were down to our underwear before we realized we did not have any nightclothes.

Vicky took a deep breath and took off her bra and panties.

She was in bed before I snapped out of it and took off my boxers and joined her.

"We do not have to if you don't want to do it," she said.

"We dot not have to if you don't want to," I said.

Our offers were just for the record; my cock was already sliding into her pussy. Her arms were wrapped around my neck and her lips were reaching for mine. We kissed softly, we kissed passionately, and we kissed as lovers.

"It was these kisses that got us into so much trouble," she said.

"I have a feeling they will continue to do so for a long time," I said as I continued kissing her.

I started a slow gentle fuck. Vicky moaned her approval.

I continued the kisses as she plunged into an orgasm.

As she recovered I began to kiss my way down her body. As I reached her breasts my dick slid out of her. I heard a conflicted moan as I tasted breast milk for the first time in over twenty years.

Vicky was soon purring and I was famished for her.

"Leave some for our daughter's breakfast," she said with a giggle.

I kissed her nipples and resumed my trip down her body. I kissed every inch between her pussy mound and the inside of each knee. Within seconds of my lips third arrival at her pussy she had another orgasm. I rained kisses on her labia then resumed my trip back up. I bypassed her breasts and kissed her neck as her hands urged my cock into her pussy.

I resumed the slow gentle fuck but that did not last long. We both needed an exclamation point to our night and careened towards release. She got there first with a long deep wail. I made it over the cliff with a deep groan, which was soon joined by a second wail from Vicky.

We panted to a stop and somehow found ourselves laughing, kissing, while trying to embrace each other into one.

I slid off her and pulled her into my arms. Somewhere in mid-kiss we fell asleep.

About two hours later I felt Vicky straddle my hips and slide my already hard dick into her pussy.

"Sorry, I did not mean to wake you. This wont take long," she said.

She was correct in that her first orgasm did not take long, nor her second one but her third one took a while. I managed to hold on until she gasped and shuddered to my groan. We fell asleep with her body draped over mine.

Early in the morning we awoke and followed each other to the bathroom. We watched each other piss and used the hotel's mouthwash then returned to bed.

"How long do we have before Fay Marie comes looking for breakfast?" I asked.

"No long so we need to hurry a bit," she said as she lay on her back and urged me into her. I started long strokes at a quick pace that had us gasping on the edge in just a few minutes.

My orgasm was delicious and hers seemed to be too.

Our orgasms were still ebbing when there was a knock at our door.

Vicky and I had just enough time to cover up before Mom came into the room with Fay Marie. She handed the baby to Vicky and left.

She had not said anything at all, but she did not need to, her broad smile told us she was very pleased with us.

I spent most of the next hour kissing my daughter and my wife.

Fay Marie fell asleep and we placed her amid the numerous pillows.

As I was kissing my way around Vicky's body I found a spot near her lower ribs that appeared to be more sensitive than most, she was squirming and giggling. I had just started to exploit the spot when Vicky jumped out the bed to get away. In the middle of her laughter she said, "Oh shit."

I looked in the direction her eyes were looking and I said, "Oh shit."

On the night table there were three condoms. Three unused still in their shiny wrappers condoms.

"How do you feel?" I asked her.

"Normal," She answered. "We will only need to wait a few days to find out. If you knocked me up again I will sue," she said then jumped on me and kissed me passionately.

"You can't sue me. I am your husband. I am supposed to knock you up." I countered with a deep kiss.

"Oh, that's right. Never mind then."

She allowed a deep sigh to escape her then said, "In truth I would like to finish school and have a teaching job before I have another baby. I will be fine if we are pregnant already but please use the condoms until we get home and I get on the pill. I promise I will be very conscientious in taking them now, assuming you will continue to want me."

"You can count on my continuing to want you," I said.

"I have a confession to make. I am telling you because I do not want you to worry about hurting me."

My heart sank; she was about to tell me she was in love with someone else. She saw the hurt in my face.

"No, silly. I have been madly in love with you for two years. You now have a very loving, loyal, and faithful wife.

What I wanted to do was to remind you that I would understand if you need other women. You will eventually want to find your real wife.

I know you adore our daughter and I know you will treat me kindly. I do hope you will cross the hallway on a semi-reg..........."

I kissed her, partly to shut her up but mostly to shut me up.

Vicky had just handed me the upper hand in the relationship and I knew that anyone in my position should and would hold on to that advantage.

It did occur to me that she would soon figure it out anyway.

My Mom and her sister already knew.

"Maybe I should tell her?" I thought

My dilemma was postponed when the phone rang. Mom wanted us to join them for brunch. Vicky and I dressed in our wedding clothes and I picked up the flowers and the still unopened bottle of champagne. Vicky picked up Fay Marie and we took the elevator down to our room.

I was very happy to see Vicky scoop up the condoms and slide them into her purse before we left.

Mom and Vicky were already dressed and left as we got there. Mom told us to meet them at the Bellagio since they supposedly had the best brunch on the strip. Vicky and I undressed in each other's company and began to dress in shorts and t-shirts. Just as Vicky was sliding her panties on I gave her ass a quick nibble. I got slapped on my ass for my efforts, a fair exchange I thought.

Before we stepped out the door I gave her my best kiss. She gave me her best kiss. My hand went to her ass. Her hand went to mine. She felt my growing erection.

She groaned and said, "Lets not give them anything else to talk about," and handed me the carry pack.

I sighed, put Fay Marie in it and off we went.

The brunch at the Bellagio was exceptional, I could not conceive of anyone's being better. We stayed and watched the fountains dance and I took lots of pictures of the ladies. Vicky took several of Fay Marie and me and Mom took some of Vicky, Fay Marie and me.

Mom and Fay went off exploring the casinos while Vicky and I took in the sights. We toured M&M world, then made our way to the Venetian and the gondola ride. As we waited I got a good laugh when one of the living statues said hello to Vicky and startled her, she had thought it to be a real statue. She hit my shoulder for not warning her. I tried to convince a carabinieri that I was being assaulted but he just smiled.

Fay Marie slept through the incident so I had no witnesses.

I did take Fay Marie out of her pouch when it came time for the photograph of us in the gondola. I kept her in my arms throughout the ride and many people waved at her. She was a star.

I took pictures of the girls as they stood next to the likenesses of the Blue Man Group. I had assumed Vicky knew what they were but it turned out that she though it was a band that played the blues. She was in for a surprise that night.

The heat and the long walks eventually caught up to us and we returned to our room. After taking care of Fay Marie we took a nap . We slept about two hours.

I was sticking my finger in my wife's pussy when the phone rang. Vicky answered and told Mom we were about to feed Fay Marie then get ready for our show. She could come get her in about thirty minutes. Somewhere in the middle of her sentence Vicky moaned.

She hung up the phone and said, "Your Mom said to tell you to get your hands off me."

"Damn old woman. I guess I'll take a shower first," I said.

Before going into the shower I spent a considerable amount of time looking for the slacks and polo shirt I had planned to wear that night. I eventually found them hanging nicely in the closet.

I was reminded that Mom had spent the night in my room.

I took a picture of a naked Vicky with an equally naked Fay Marie at her breast. It turned out I did not really need that picture. For the rest of my life I just needed to close my eyes and see them just as they were that afternoon.

I heard a knock on the door soon after I went into the shower, shortly after that I had company in the shower stall.

"Keep your hands to yourself or we will never make it to the show," Vicky said.

"Why do I have to keep my hands to myself when yours are on my dick?"

"Your Mom did not tell me I had to keep my hands off you."

"Oh," I said. "An oversight."

"Maybe, maybe not. It could be one of those "girls rule" things.

My cock was very hard and got harder as she lathered it with soap and began to masturbate me.

She said, "You know, Fay asked me many times if I was in love with you. I did not answer her because I wasn't sure. Your mother asked me if I was in love with you that night at your house. Seeing you again told me I did love you."

I did not answer her but she likely knew.

"But you are the first person to know for sure. I love you."

I may have upset her for a fraction of a second when I took her hands off by dick but I just wanted her arms around me when I kissed her. I gave myself to her in that kiss but she still had no clue, or was denying the possibility to herself.

She swatted my ass and told me she needed the water a lot hotter than I had it and dared me to stay. I jumped out as she turned the handle to "are you kidding me" hot.

I was dressed when she emerged. Before she put on her sundress she paused several times before her bra and panties were on.