Ch. 06 - Cathy
There we were on a five day golf getaway to Las Vegas and the guys were acting like a bunch of old men. None of them wanted to stay out late and have a good time. And so that's how I ended up at the Jimmy Buffett concert all by myself. Our group was staying at the MGM Grand and the concert was in the MGM Garden Arena. As usual it had sold out well in advance, but I managed to score a ticket from a scalper and was set to the join all the other Parrotheads. Now I had been a Buffett fan for a long time and this was going to be the 10th time to see him live. I grabbed my Hawaiian shirt, put on some shorts and was off to a night in Margaritaville.
The crowd was in a party mood and Jimmy put on his usual great show. As luck would have it, my seat was beside a group of ladies who were on a girls' getaway to Vegas. As the show progressed, I got to know them a little and found out they were from Ohio and were celebrating one of the ladies recent divorce. Donna, a blond with striking blue eyes and a great set of tits, and I seemed to hit it off right away. When Jimmy got the crowd up singing "Why Don't We Get Drunk And Screw", she and I were arm in arm and her hand was down squeezing my butt.
After the concert was over, I invited the ladies up to my room for a drink. Three of them took me up on the invitation, while two others were off to play the slots. I was happy that Donna was one of the ones who came. We got to my room and I cracked a bottle of Patron and poured them all a healthy shot. We toasted Jimmy and life in general. After a couple shots, we were all in a very mellow mood. The ladies opened up and I found out that all five were divorcees and that Donna was the most recent member of their group, having her divorce become official just two weeks previously. They had all gone to school together and all lived within a few blocks of each other in a suburb of Columbus.
Now, I don't know if they planned it, or it just happened, but two of the ladies drifted away and I was alone with Donna, which was just fine as far as I was concerned. Like I told you, Donna was blond with big blue eyes and a great curvy body. She had on a pair of shorts and a Buffett tee shirt that clung nicely to her full bosom.
As I went to pour her another shot of tequila, I impulsively leaned down and gave her a kiss. The drinks were quickly forgotten and she slipped her arm around my neck and pulled me closer. The kisses got hotter and deeper and Donna was quickly unbuttoning my shirt and pulling it open. She began kissing my chest and lightly biting my nipples. Needless to say, that made me hot as hell and I started squeezing those big soft breasts of hers. I could feel the hardness of her nipples straining against the material of her tee shirt and bra.
Donna was fumbling with my shorts and being a gentleman, I paused what I had been doing and helped her divest me of all my clothes. Donna pulled off her own shirt and bra and her shorts quickly followed. She dropped to her knees in front of me and took my cock in hand and began stroking the shaft as her lips found the swollen head. She was really into it, and soon my cock was deep in her hot mouth. I grasp her hair and started rocking my hips, fucking her mouth. She moaned around my shaft, sending sweet vibrations through my body. To say that Donna was a talented cocksucker would be an understatement; her lips and tongue were truly magic.
She pulled her lips off my cock and moved up to rub those big tits against my shaft which was wet with saliva and precum. As she did I reached down and began rolling her diamond hard nipples between my fingertips, causing her to let out little yelps of pleasure. She looked up at me with those big blue eyes and smiled, obviously enjoying this as much as I was.
