Jonas and Lori were nervous but excited as they walked up to the nightclub. This would be a change of pace from their normal night out for a few drinks and an appetizer. Jonas and Lori had been married for 8 years. On this particular night they were out in Vegas for Jonas' work. Lori tagged along so they could have fun and explore the city. Jonas was excited for the opportunity to possibly spice up their sex life. Lori and Jonas had dabbled in mild fantasies at home. Jonas liked roleplaying sex somewhere in public or with a stranger. When it was Lori's time to fantasize, she would sometimes mention someone specific like her fitness trainer at the gym or a boss. Maybe a wild night out in Vegas could step up their fantasies a notch and help take them to the next level.
Lori had been excited for this trip and spent time finding the perfect dress that made her look sexy. She was wearing a white short dress, much shorter and revealing than she would normally wear back home, but they were in Vegas! The top was a tie front revealing part of her stomach and cleavage. Tonight, she was not wearing a bra, taking the sex appeal up a notch. White was a perfect color for Lori in the summer with her tanned skin and black hair.
"Well, here goes nothing," said Lori as they walked up to the bouncer.
The music was loud inside and it was dark with strobe lights beaming all around providing glimpses of people dancing and having a good time. There was a DJ up front with bars lined up on either side of the room. The bottom level was very crowded. There was a second level accessed by a staircase in the back of the room that provided privacy for "VIPs" and overlooked the dance floor. All of the excitement was a lot to take in.
"Let's go get a drink," said Jonas as he led the way to the bar.
"I actually have to go to the bathroom, why don't you get me a vodka tonic and I will be right back."
Lori headed for the bathroom and Jonas continued to get them some drinks. There was a mob of people all around the bar but Jonas managed to squeeze between some people and grab a seat at the bar. He waited patiently for several minutes until he felt a tap on his shoulder.
"Hey pal, you are in my seat."
A large brute stood over Jonas glaring at him rather intimidatingly. Jonas was caught off guard and at first didn't know what to do.
"Did you hear me squirt? You need to move."
Without thinking Jonas backed up awkwardly out of fear and bumped into another guy behind him, spilling his drink on the stranger and floor.
"What the hell are you doing? You just ruined my shirt you little punk."
Jonas turned around and found another massive figure bigger than the last. He had to have been well over 6 feet and 220 pounds looking down on Jonas, who was 150 lbs on a good day. The guy had a tight muscle shirt showing off his guns in a rather douchey way and a big stain right on his chest from the spilled drink.
"Nick, what are we going to do with this guy, first he steals my seat and now he is trying to make you look like a chump spilling your drink all over you?"
Jonas stuttering was trying to get out an explanation, "look... guys, I didn't mean..." and before Jonas knew it, he was gasping for air on the ground. Nick, with the stained shirt, had just punched Jonas right in the stomach.
"Stop it! What are you idiots doing?!" Lori had returned and was attending to Jonas on the ground.
"Oh hey princess, are you with this loser? When you are ready to be with a real man come find me, I will show you a good time." As Nick said it, he also took the opportunity to look down Lori's cleavage as she was bending over on the floor to help Jonas. He even had the nerve to continue staring as Lori looked up, catching him. It made Lori feel very uncomfortable that he was so blatantly hitting on here and checking her out, especially after he had just hit her husband. Nick turned away in a cocky matter and walked away as a club manager came to see what was going on.
"Is everything okay?" asked the club manager.
"No, that idiot over there just socked me in the stomach out of nowhere and walked off! He needs to be thrown out!" Jonas pointed to Nick out to the manager.
"Ahhh... Nick, yes he is a regular here... and he isn't someone I can really throw out..., his uncle owns the place. Let me try to make it up to you, we have VIP tables upstairs and I will get you bottle service on us."
Jonas didn't like the idea of letting him off the hook but what could he do. After some reluctance he looked over at his sexy wife and decided he just wanted them to have a good time and put this behind them.
"What do you say Lori, let's go for it."
They walked upstairs and when they arrived the waitress showed them to an area with a couple love seats facing each other and a table between them. The waitress put down a bottle of vodka, glasses and various mixers.
"Alright, here you are, I hope you two enjoy."
Lori sat down and eagerly started pouring herself a drink. "This is wonderful, I'm sorry we got this on such bad circumstances honey."
Jonas was starting to feel better. He could feel the music pounding in his chest as he was overlooking the excitement going on downstairs. "Hand me that bottle, we are VIPs tonight!"
With the bottle soon half gone Lori decided it was time to head downstairs. She was feeling very tipsy at this point and was turned on by the atmosphere. The looks she had gotten by others in the club, even Nick, had given her confidence and made her feel sexy.
"Let's go down stairs and dance, but first I want to get a little more comfortable," Lori said in a flirty voice.
She then started taking down her panties and they fell to her ankles. She bent over and picked them up, letting her tits dangle right in Jonas' face. With her fully bent over he could see the edges of her nipples in her loose top. Normally if Lori knew she was exposed it would shame her but not tonight in this atmosphere and the drinks were adding to her boldness.
