His Wife Partied In Las Vegas... and He Enjoyed Her Report

My 26-year-old wife used to come in late from parties and the bar quite often when we were younger and not yet married.  Well kids, marriage, and life got in the way of that lifestyle for a few years, but lately she has been having more girl nights out.  

None of those nights have lasted very late, until a few weeks ago when her single cousin visited from Phoenix.  My wife and her cousin went up to the mountains to ski.  They were staying with one of my wife's cousin's old boyfriends who had a condo in the mountains.  

They were supposed to ski two days, Saturday and Sunday, but ended up only skiing Saturday as they were up that night, and I quote, "way too late" to ski on Sunday.  I asked what they were up to, and my wife just said they were drinking, dancing, and partying.  

I knew the bars closed at 2 AM, so I asked how late they stayed up.  She just said that she didn't know, and that a few friends of the guy they were staying with came back to drink at the condo after leaving the bar, and she didn't know how late she was awake.  

Now I have always told her that she can do whatever with whomever she wants, but I didn't want to press the subject, as I wanted her to know I am not jealous or clingy.  I just wanted her to have some freedom.

Well last weekend it was her turn to visit her cousin in Phoenix.  She left me and the kids at home, and took off on Thursday night.  The first two nights were uneventful for her as they just visited with family.  However, they decided on a whim to drive to Las Vegas on Saturday, and to party there that night.  

I thought that was a great idea for her, and told her to have a blast.  Well I didn't hear from her but once, when she first got there, and my night was pure agony, thinking of what she might be getting into.  

I woke up every hour on the hour until about 4 in the morning, checking my cell for a call.  Nothing.  I must have jacked off 6 times that night, with visions of her getting wild in Sin City.  

The next morning I hadn't heard anything from her yet, and decided to call around 9:30 in the AM.  Her phone was off.  So I decided to busy myself.  I got onto the Internet.  I checked my email, and finally checked my FaceBook.  

Her cousin had posted a status update at 8.28 AM that said, "What a night.  Now time for bed!!!  I will post a screen shot of my pics for my fans."

Needless to say I was very anxious to hear what had happened.  I finally got a call from my wife at around 3 that afternoon as she and her cousin were making their way back to Phoenix.  I asked her how her night had been.  She said they had fun, but were "feeling the effects today."  I asked what time she got in.  She said it was around 9:30 or 10.  

Well, according to her cousin's text, it was at 8:30 AM, which made me wonder if they stayed up a little longer, or if they were not together.  Regardless, I asked her if she had been a bad girl.  She kind of got a little upset, and said she was not at all.  Again, not wanting to push, I just laughed at her and left it at that.

My wife was not due home until Monday afternoon.  I had to work Monday, which meant no reunion until Monday night.  I again got on the computer on Monday, and logged on to FaceBook.  My wife's cousin had posted some pictures of their night in Vegas.  

The pictures were all pretty tame, with the exception that they both looked really hot.  I didn't notice anything crazy at first.  Then one picture comment caught my eye.  It had the cousin holding up two drinks, with the comment saying, "Gotta love free drinks."  

So I knew the girls were allowing guys to buy them drinks.  That also got me thinking about what my wife had told me one night as I was teasing her about not being able to pick guys up.  She said it was because she has a ring on her finger that scares guys off.  

You and I know that a ring does nothing to deter a guy, but she seems to think it does.  I began to look at the pictures more closely.  Then one very clear shot of my wife's left hand jumped out at me.  You guessed it, no ring.  She wasn't wearing the ring that I hadn't seen her without once in the seven years she has had it.  

Monday night finally came.  She was too tired for any conversation or play, and went right to sleep.  Tuesday night I tried to talk to her.  She was very closed off and didn't want to talk.  I got upset and slept on the couch (I know... stupid and stubborn).  

Well today I got a text from her saying she needed me home to fuck her, which... due to my schedule... I couldn't oblige.  I will not see her until late tonight.  

Needless to say, I have been very anxious since Sunday morning, and I am hoping to hear tonight how bad of a girl she was.  Then again, it might all be in my head, what do you think?


UPDATE
Last night I finally got alone with my wife, and we were fucking.  I didn't bring up anything, but after about five minutes of great sex she finally asked, "So do you want to know what happened in Vegas, or what?"  I froze mid-thrust.  My mouth went dry, and my stomach started to flip.  "Yes," I managed to speak.  

She started saying that as soon as they got to the club guys were buying them drinks left and right.  She said she got pretty drunk pretty fast.  One guy was checking her out all night, and finally approached her on the dance floor.  He didn't say anything, but just started dancing with her.  She said they were really grinding with each other and getting really hot.  

She said that he then just asked, out of the blue, if she wanted to accompany him to his room.  He said it was in the same hotel the club was in.  She told him to hold on.  She found her cousin and told her she was going to take a break and go gamble a little.  She then followed the guy out of the club and up to his hotel room.  

Once they got to his room she said he opened the door, and without a word, pushed her up against the wall and started to kiss her deeply and grope her.  She said he then reached under her dress, grabbed her panties, and ripped them off.  She said she didn't even notice him take his dick out of his pants, but all of a sudden he had her leg up and was pushing inside of her.  

She said he just started fucking her really hard, and that he was really big, and it was hurting due to the position they were in, so she made him stop.  He pulled out and took her dress completely off, then pushed her gently on her back onto the bed.  He then got undressed, got between her legs, and started to eat her out.  She told me that part had felt good.

He then moved up her body and sucked her tits.  He then pushed back inside of her.  She said he still felt huge, but that time she was more comfortable and ready, so it felt good that time.  She said he fucked her really hard, and for a long time before he finally came inside of her.  

She said that she went to the bathroom, and when she came back out he was already dressed and handed her clothes to her.  They went back down to the club, and he went to find his friends.  She went to find her cousin.  

She said she didn't see him the rest of the night.  She also said that she kept having to go to the bathroom to wipe off the cum that was dripping out of her, since the guy had ripped her panties off.  

I am not sure how much of that actually happened, since after we were done fucking, I asked her if it really did happen.  She just said coyly to me, "Maybe."  

Regardless, it was very hot hearing her tell the story.