Todd Mathews was feeling rather blue as he returned to the Mirage Hotel. The meeting with John Kingsley had been a complete bust. Even the allure of Vegas was dulled by the fact that it did not seem likely that Kingsley Enterprises would be joining his firms list of prestigious clients. Kiss that much needed bonus good-bye!
The noise from the slots and tables crowded with intent gamblers seemed tinny, the lights and colours garish.
"I need a stiff drink and some serious down time. Maybe there is something hot playing on the adult channel" he thought to himself as he crossed the room to the bank of elevators, glancing at the scantily clad waitresses all around him.
Vegas was full of hot bodies and the constant sizzle of wild decadence and barely restrained desire seemed to permeate the casino.
On the wall of the elevator was an advert for a show that promised beautiful topless dancers. Glancing at it, Todd felt his cock stir. "Too bad Tina stayed home for Cindy's dance recital, a good fuck would have eased the pain of losing the damn account." He thought.
Getting off on the elevator, he checked his key number '609' and smirked, thinking that he would sure love some of that (without the '0' of course!!).
Reaching to put his key into the lock, the door opened a crack.
"Damn door is still not closing properly! " He mumbled to himself. He had meant to report it to the front desk this morning but had forgotten in the rush to get to his meeting.
Stepping into the dark room he walked into the bathroom. He stripped off his clothes and climbed into the shower.
The hot water running down his chest and over his member felt great and he felt himself stirring again. 'Definitely time for a movie"
Grabbing a towel he padded into the main room toweling off as he went.
"Holy Shit!" he gasped, quickly wrapping the towel around his waist.
There, lying on his bed, was gorgeous, totally naked, babe, fast asleep.
