Early that afternoon, I decided to chill by the Encore Beach Club for a while, maybe even take a swim at the pool. I was in my black two-piece swimsuit with a jeweled triangle top and bikini bottom, I even wore a black hat to cover my hair from the sun. I even got a couple of compliments on my swimsuit by fellow guests and pool loungers. I then went to my hotel suite, changed clothes, and went down to the casino; I even won thousands of dollars on the roulette table playing my lucky number. I even squeezed in a sixty-minute workout over at the fitness center.
After that, I went over to the Encore Esplanade at the Encore Resort for some shopping; it's like Las Vegas meets Beverly Hills with all those designer boutiques. I got myself a few pairs of Manolo Blahnik shoes, some Oscar de La Renta gowns, a bottle of Chanel No. 5 for my mom, and two pairs of Alexander McQueen heels. I also went across the street to the Fashion Show Mall. While shopping, I even called and booked an appointment at The Spa at Wynn, so I can feel relaxed. My experience at the spa was very luxurious and the staff treated me like a VIP. It was so good that I offered a very generous tip to the staff. I had a few more hours before my date, so I washed and styled my long hair into an over-the-shoulder hairstyle with a deep side part and soft curls to go with my brand new dress; the black dress is a one shoulder number with a 26-inch split at the hem. After my hair was styled, I put on a black strapless padded bra and a high-waist body shaper before putting on my dress. I then sprayed my neck with some of that Midnight Poison that I got on my wedding day, along with a pheromone body spray. I then got started on my make-up to complete my date night look with a subtle smoky eye, a thin sweep of eyeliner, and soft pink lipstick on my lips. Finally, I put on my black high heels and was all set for my date.
I then heard a knock on the door. I walked up to the door, looked through the peephole, and there was Bianca. I opened up the door and she wanted to check me out.
"OMG! You look so gorgeous, especially in that dress. I also love your hair." Bianca said as I modeled my outfit for her.
"Thanks so much!" I responded with a smile.
Bianca got out her digital camera and took a picture of me. After having my model moment, she told me that Simon will be ready shortly and she wanted me and her husband to have a good time tonight. She also looked forward to hearing all the juicy details from him, so she could write it in her journal. A few seconds later, I heard another knock on the door. I looked through the peephole and there was Simon, I opened the door and let him in. He had on a white button down shirt with dark blue stripes, dark jeans, and black shoes.
"You really cleaned up nice." I said to him.
"Wow, you look stunning! Divine, even." He said to me.
He then gave me a bouquet of flowers that were as beautiful as the ones he and Bianca left for me this morning. This bouquet was mostly orange roses, which mean desire, passion, and excitement, and orange lilies in a small glass vase.
"Thanks for the lovely flowers." I said as I put them on the nightstand by my bed.
After that, Simon and I walked together arm-in-arm to dinner over at Lakeside at the hotel. The atmosphere at the restaurant was just beyond amazing; we were promptly seated at a table with a lovely view. We shared an appetizer, the very delicious chilled shellfish platter, while getting to know each other. Simon was born in London and raised in Chelsea, went to Oxford University, and began his stripping career at age 21 performing at hen parties to pay for his tuition; he even told about how he got his start over at L.A. Body Heat. In return, I told him a bit of my life, other than being a wealthy widowed woman, and also about my plans for a new beginning.
"I'm already looking for a new house, probably in Los Angeles. But I'm also considering places like San Diego, Orange County, Sacramento, Santa Barbara, Torrance and San Jose." I said.
"All that sounds great. I'm sure whatever plans you do will be great." Simon responded.
Then came our entrees; I had the 20 oz. ribeye steak with the lobster macaroni and cheese on the side and Simon had the New York strip with the grilled green asparagus on the side.
"Bianca and I really enjoyed the baskets you gave us; we enjoyed them so much that we didn't fall asleep till four in the morning." Simon said to me.
"That's great! I especially you and Bianca's company last night." I happily replied.
"I really want to surprise her this weekend. I was wondering if you can help with me that." He said as he smiled at me.
"I'm flattered and I'd love to help with you with the surprise. I could ask the front desk where we can find a great sex shop to go to after dinner." I excitedly replied.
"I can't wait to surprise her." Simon responded.
Simon and I then had dessert; I had the dulce de leche bread pudding and he had the nutella profiteroles from the rolling dessert trolley. We even got a taste of each other's dessert while I felt his hand under the table as he touched my leg.
After he paid for dinner and I left a tip for the waiter, Simon and I went out to this two-story, 24-hour place near The Strip called The Pleasure Seeker's Palace, which was a sex shop with toys, lubricants, condoms, etc. The exterior was pink, black, purple, and red while inside the interior had black walls with what looks like red lace trim. We were approached by a perky, redheaded salesgirl named Felicia.
"Welcome to The Pleasure Seeker's Palace. I'm Felicia and how can I help you today?" she said.
"I'm helping him find something to please and surprise his wife because they're celebrating their wedding anniversary here in Las Vegas." I said to her.
"How about you? Are you looking for something special for and your husband?" Felicia asked me.
"Well, unfortunately, I'm widowed and I've just lost my husband a couple of months ago." I replied.