Mistaken For An Escort In Las Vegas

[DemiMeyers]

While in Las Vegas for a Realtor's convention and accepting an award, I wanted to look my best. I chose an elegant and slightly sexy off-the-shoulder black Dolce dress that revealed the top of my 36C cleavage (which I know is a topic most of my male colleagues and competitors discuss as to whether "too perfect" to have not been "cosmetically enhanced"). The clingy material hugs my petite figure and the mid thigh length showed off my legs in the sheer black nylons and strappy black 6" Blahnik heels I had on.

After the award event, I was a little tipsy but confident while walking through the lobby...and when I stopped at the lounge for a drink...two younger guys - Mark and Rob, maybe in their 20's, handsome and a bit drunk - approached me and after hearing them talk, I realized they were mistaking me for a high-end escort.

 

[Rocket1010]

Mark and Rob at the bar

Mark and Rob, two up and coming real estate agents attended the four day annual Realtors Convention in Las Vegas for their company. The broker told them they needed to attend the seminar for more experience and to possibly make some new contacts. It was their first time to “Tinsel Town” and they were enamored with all the bright lights, gambling, and first class women they saw. Between seminars on selling and working with customers, the two young men gambled and gazed at the women on the strip. During one trip down the strip, Mark was stopped by a street vendor and given a card for an escort service.

At 23, Mark with his 6’2” and 200 lbs. ran his finger through his long black hair. “Man look at this dish,” he said to his friend.

Rob, also 23 was a little shorter than Mark. At 5’11” and 185 lbs. he looked every bit the athlete he was. He took the card from Mark, scanning the nearly naked lady with a come hither smile. “Before we leave town we need to find ourselves one of these tasty babes,” he responded.

Rob stuck the card in his pocket, smiling at his buddy. “Let’s go gamble and see if we can get enough cash to buy us one of those sexy hookers,” he said slapping Mark on the back.

The two men spent the entire afternoon scouring the various casinos, playing the games of chance. The free drinks were also a plus and by the end of the day, they both had a nice buzz going. Walking out of the last casino the two men counted their winnings and laughed out loud, seeing other people on the street looking at them. Mark had won $700 and Rob $850. “This should be enough to buy us an escort for the night,” Rob said pulling out the card for the service.

“Hey let’s go back to the hotel and freshen up before we call,” Mark interjected.

“Great idea,” Rob responded as the two men made their way through the crowded strip to their hotel.

When they got back to the hotel, they saw a lot of realtors leaving the main hall where they were giving out special awards. The two men had skipped the event on the excuse that they were not getting any awards and besides they didn’t know anyone since they were new to the business.

“Let’s get a drink before we go upstairs,” Rob said walking to the lounge.

Mark just nodded, walking with his friend into the dimly lit lounge. They stood at the door for a moment and then Rob’s eyes landed on a women sitting at the bar. His eyes scanned women dressed to the “nines” in her off-the-shoulder black dress. His eyes moved to the exposed cleavage which the dress did little to hide.

Rob elbowed Mark. “Look at that dish at the bar,” he chuckled.

Mark looked to where Rob was staring and his eyes took in the slinky dress that went to mid-thigh and showed off her long legs encased in sheer black nylons. When she turned slightly on the bar stool, he saw the expensive strappy black 6" heels on her feet.

“Maybe we don’t have to call the escort service,” Mark whispered. He had heard of escorts hanging out in high end casinos and lounges looking for men and women who won big at the gaming tables. “Let’s check her out closer,” he said to the approving nod from his friend.

Walking together they got to the bar and ordered two bourbon on the rocks while they took occasional glances at the perfect specimen of a woman not more than three feet away. While they waited for their drinks, the two men smiled at each other.

“Man she looks better up close,” Rob said a bit too loud and then saw the woman look at them.

“Yea I bet she would be worth the time and money,” Mark added taking in her long legs and wondering what it would feel like to have them wrapped around his face.

When their drinks came, they both took a sip of the tasty bourbon, feeling the warm burning sensation as it slipped slowly down their throats. Rob glanced at the woman, seeing her take the last sip of her drink and then look around the bar. He figured this was his invitation. Turning to her, he took one step toward her, admiring her luscious breasts and thinking of getting his hands and mouth on them.

Signaling the bartender, Rob said, “Another drink for the lady.” The bartender smiled and turned to get another drink for the woman. “I hope you don’t mind but my friend and I had a big day at the tables and we’re celebrating. We thought since you were all alone you might want to have a drink with us.” Before the woman could say a word, Rob continued. “I’m Rob and this is Mark. We’re here for the realtors convention and your name is?”

 

[Bramblethorn]

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