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A couple of years ago before she got super into our thing
Thursday night – our bedroom
Amelia is standing in front of the full-length mirror in just her bra and panties, suitcase open on the bed. Dresses, heels, and lingerie are scattered everywhere. She’s holding up the little black dress against herself, turning side to side.
Amelia: Okay baby… be honest. Is this one too much? I’m thirty-three now. Don’t want to look like I’m trying too hard next to Belle.
Me: Turn around. Let me see.
(She does a slow spin. The dress is tight, low-cut, perfect on her new tits and the body she’s earned from all those 10Ks.)
Me: You look fucking incredible. That’s the one for the first night.
Amelia: (smiling but biting her lip) You think? It shows a lot up top… these are still so new. I keep thinking people will know they’re not real.
Me: They’ll know they’re perfect. Men are going to stare. And you’re gonna love it.
Amelia: (puts the black dress down, picks up a red one) What about this? Too young?
Me: Hold it up.
(She does. It’s shorter, sexier.)
Me: That one’s dangerous. Save it for night two.
Amelia: (laughs softly) Dangerous how?
Me: The kind where you come home with a story.
Amelia: (rolls eyes, but cheeks pink) Nothing’s gonna happen. I’m married. Guys don’t just go after married women in Vegas unless the husband’s, like… into that.
Me: They go after beautiful women. Ring or no ring. Especially when she looks like you do right now.
Amelia: (quiet, looking at herself in the mirror) You really think anybody’s gonna notice me with Belle there? She’s twenty-four and wears stuff that’s basically lingerie.
Me: Belle looks like easy fun. You look like the one they actually want to win.
Amelia: (turns to me, holding the black mesh bodysuit she bought) Okay but this one… is this too hot for my age? It’s basically see-through.
Me: Put it on. Show me.
(She slips it on. It clings to everything, nipples faintly visible, ass perfect.)
Me: Jesus. Yeah, that’s the one. You’re wearing that.
Amelia: (looking unsure in the mirror) Idk… feels like something a girl in her twenties would wear.
Me: You have the body of a girl in her twenties. Better, actually. Trust me, men are going to lose their minds.
Amelia: (soft smile, walking over to sit on the bed next to me) You’re just saying that cause you love me.
Me: I’m saying it because it’s true. And because I want you to feel how bad they want you.
Amelia: (leans in, kisses me slow) What if somebody does try something?
Me: Then you text me every detail. And we add to the LV bag fund. Remember the money game?
Amelia: (laughs quietly) I remember. But I still don’t think anybody’s gonna want the thirty-three-year-old married one when Belle’s right there.
Me: We’ll see, Miss Georgia. Pack the black dress. Pack the mesh one. And text me tomorrow night when you realize I was right.
Amelia: (kisses me again, softer this time) Okay… I’ll keep you posted. But don’t get your hopes up. I’m just the old married friend on this trip.
Me: Night, baby. Can’t wait for those texts.
(She smiles, goes back to packing, still glancing at herself in the mirror like she’s starting to believe it.)
Friday night – inside Aria nightclub
The bass is thumping so loud the floor vibrates. Amelia and Belle finally push through the velvet rope after a round of selfies outside the fountains, giggling over how long the line was and how the bouncer “totally let us skip because of your dress.” They grab a high-top near the bar at first, ordering espresso martinis while Belle scrolls her phone showing Amelia the messages she had from Redditors to meetup and complaining about how expensive bottle service is here.
Amelia laughs in all the right places, sipping her drink, scanning the room, whispering “oh my gosh look at that girl’s shoes” and “do you think those guys over there are famous?” Just girl talk until they get noticed.
Belle keeps saying “tonight we’re getting wasted and dancing till they kick us out,” and Amelia nods along, half convinced nothing wild will actually happen to her.
Then the texts start rolling in…
1:25 AM
Amelia: Wyd? Just got into Aria. Belle’s in that red leather dress the one that barely covers her ass. Every guy in here turned when we walked in. I like my black one but don’t know if anybody will even notice me next to her.
1:40 AM
Belle: hey hubby ? your wife is looking INSANE tonight. that black dress on those new tits?? every guy in line was staring at us. just wait till we get drinks
1:50 AM
Amelia: Been here a bit. Couple guys sent drinks over. Smiled and said thank you. Pretty sure it was all for Belle though. They’re ok, handsome.
1:55 AM
Amelia: Those med students just came over. Six of them, all tall. They said they graduated today and flew in tonight to celebrate.
1:57 AM
Amelia: Still talking. Ryan (dark hair) told me he worked two jobs through med school after his dad got sick. Said tonight is the first time he’s let loose in years.
2:00 AM
Belle: these doctor boys are all over amelia lol. one hasn’t taken his eyes off her since they walked up. told me “your friend is stunning” like boy i know
2:05 AM
Amelia: Ryan asked me to dance. Not Belle. Said yes quick. Did a few songs. He brushed my ass a couple times so I backed up to him. Think I could feel him, you know, maybe hard?
2:10 AM
You: Keep going baby. Having fun?
2:15 AM
Amelia: Yeah kinda
2:25 AM
Belle: girl is on the floor with the hot one. he’s all hands and she’s letting him. these boys are dying for that milf energy tonight i swear. I’m with the mixed one. Go figure! He’s cute, we’ll fuck
2:30 AM
Amelia: Kept dancing. Got closer. He guessed the pageant thing. Started calling me Miss Georgia like you do!He just said I’m the hottest girl here. That tingle starting. I liked it but idk.
2:35 AM
You: He’s right. You are. Tell me more
2:45 AM
Amelia: He asked if he could do a body shot off me. I’ve never done one but I Said yes. Put the shot glass right between my tits. Took it with no hands.
2:47 AM
Amelia: He looked up and said “damn these are perfect” loud enough his boys heard. They all went wild cheering and yelling. They were high-fiving and saying things to him. Idk they may be making fun
2:50 AM
Amelia: His friend Mark said he lost his mom young. That’s why he went into ER, wants to save people. He’s sweet.
2:55 AM
Belle: omg the body shot was HOT. his friends lost their minds over her tits. they keep calling her the hot milf to me. she has no idea how bad they all want her
3:05 AM
Amelia: We found a corner after. He was kissing my neck. Hand up my dress on my thigh. I pressed back. He was hard.
3:10 AM
Amelia: He asked if I’m married. I said yes. Then I didn’t know what to say. He just smiled and said that makes it better.
3:25 AM
Amelia: omg he fingered me. like actually in my panties. slow and so good. i’m kinda drunk and so wet
3:45 AM
Amelia: Reached back. Got him out. Thick. Stroked him while he touched me. He was leaking.
3:50 AM
Amelia: Whispering he wanted me all night.
4:00 AM
Amelia: He asked if I’d come back to their suite at Caesars with him. All the guys are sharing one big one. I just said idk.
4:05 AM
Amelia: He came in my hand right after. Warm, a lot. Kissed me hard.
4:10 AM
Amelia: Said he really hopes I change my mind and come find him tomorrow.
4:20 AM
Belle: they’re still in the corner. pretty sure hands were places. she’s glowing tho. guys keep asking me if the “hot married one” is really off limits. I shrugged and said her choice, Matthias was my guys name, he’s big, I made him hard, he tried to finger me but I danced away
4:25 AM
Amelia: Just got in Uber with Belle. She’s laughing saying Ryan didn’t look at her once he saw me even in that red leather dress guys always lose it over.
4:30 AM
Amelia: Little buzzed. Lipstick gone. Thighs sticky.
4:35 AM
Belle: your wife was the star tonight. that doctor boy was obsessed. told me he’s never gone that hard for a girl in vegas before. milf magic fr
4:45 AM
Amelia: Back in room now. Tried to stay reserved but him picking me over her in that dress kinda melted me. Didn’t go all the way or back to their suite. Showed me his hospital badge and graduation pics so I know it’s real. How much toward the bag? Wdyt did I do okay? Still your girl? ?
4:52 AM
You: Baby you did amazing. I’m so proud of you. That’s $600 toward the bag tonight. You earned every dollar. And yeah, you’re still my girl… always. Get some sleep, Miss Georgia. Love you.
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