This is a sequel to the Exclusive Club series. These chapters retell part of the story of Exclusive Club, but from Melody's perspective.
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Chapter 1 - Memories
Melody looked at the envelope. It was from the Cascade Club and Casino in Las Vegas. This was the same club where she and her husband had been lured to two months ago as part of a phony vacation contest. As part of the contest they'd been awarded two nights in a luxury suite and five thousand house dollars for gambling and entertainment. She couldn't decide whether or not to open it as she recalled her earlier experiences.
Two Months Ago
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They flew to Las Vegas first class, all expenses paid. A limo was supposed to be there, but when they got off the plane none of the limo drivers were holding a card with their name. "Maybe he'll meet us at baggage claim," said Bill.
Then a handsome young man approached, "Excuse me are you Mr. and Mrs. Henderson?"
"Why yes," Bill responded.
"I'm Walter from the Cascade Club."
"How did you know it was us?" asked Bill.
"I was shown pictures of Mrs. Henderson," he said and after an almost imperceptible pause, "and you."
"Oh, I see. Uh, where did they get a picture of us?"
"I don't know sir. Shall we retrieve you baggage?"
Once their baggage was stowed in the trunk and they were seated it the stretch limo, Walter told them to help themselves from the bar. They had had cocktails on the plane, but how could you turn down a free drink.
The casino was about a mile away from the strip. Neither of them had heard of the Cascade Club and the website gave few details except that it was an exclusive, member's only club. The exterior of the Club was very nondescript and they both looked at each other with raised eyebrows when the limo stopped outside.
They were met outside the door by a uniformed bellman who greeted them by name and held the double mahogany doors open for them. There didn't appear to be a lobby. It was more like stepping into an exclusive men's club with dark wood and expensive furniture. The only way to describe it was opulent and Melody grinned at Bill.
There was no front desk to be seen and an attractive young woman dressed in a sari greet them and her name tag said her name was Vasundhara but she introduced herself as Vasi and spoke with a delightful English accent.
She led them into an office and offered them a seat before she handed Bill a registration form and asked them both to sign. She informed them that the club would be taking pictures and possibly videos for promotional purposes and the form gave the club exclusive use of these. Also, she added, the club may provide them with evening wear if the clothes they'd packed didn't fit the club's atmosphere.
This made Bill smile at his wife. They didn't own any evening wear; much less bring it with them. Vasi went on to explain that any evening wear or jewelry loaned would remain the club's property.
"And all your meals and drinks, including room service are covered as part of your package," continued Vasi.
This is going to turn into a wonderful weekend thought Bill as he looked where to sign on the form he'd been given. It did seem unusually long with a lot of small print, but with the pretty Indian woman smiling at him and concerned that it would make him appear foolish, he signed it without reading. Melissa smiled and signed below his signature.
Vasi informed Melissa that her schedule was a little fuller than her husband's this evening because she had an appointment in the beauty salon to be ready for their evening's entertainment.
After that, she suggested that they come with her for a short tour of the club before showing them to their suite. In the casino, the first thing that the young couple noticed was that all of the gamblers were dressed in tuxedos or elegant evening wear. It was like something out of an old movie.
Vasi showed them to their suite and they were amazed. It was probably a thousand square feet with a hot tub, fireplace and a complimentary bar. They were both surprised to see that their suitcases had been unpacked and clothes hung or put-away in drawers.
Just before Vasi left she turned to Melody. "Mrs. Henderson I apologize, but the only appointment that I could get for you at the salon is in one half an hour."
As soon as Vasi left, Melody checked to see where her vibrator was and found it still in the suitcase, discreetly moved to a side pocket.
"Well I guess we don't have too many secrets to hide here do we?" she said to Bill, holding up her orange and black, gopher shaped toy.
He laughed. "Can you believe the casino? I felt like Humphrey Bogart was going to walk up any minute."
"I know, I was thinking the same thing." The both laughed. "I don't have much time, I'd better change," she added.
They both put on the nicest clothes that they had brought with them. Fortunately Bill had packed a suit and Melody a dress, but they realized that their clothes didn't compare to what the other patrons were wearing.
"You look lovely," offered Bill.
"Thank you dear; although I feel a little underdressed."
"Don't worry about it. Go get your hair done and I'll wonder around the casino."
Melody entered the salon where she was met by name by a beautiful young Asian woman dressed in a blue silk dress with a black dragon curled down the front and a slit up the side to her waist. She bowed her head, Japanese style and introduced herself as Amy.
Ami started off by offering her a cocktail and said, "Tonight Melody we're going to make you a movie star."
"I always wanted to be a movie star," Melody replied, taking a sip of the exotic drink.
"We're going to treat you like one so we want you to just relax and enjoy yourself."
"Sounds wonderful," said Melody, taking another sip. She could already feel the warmth from the cocktail and felt wonderfully relaxed already.
"First we have a bath ready for you," said Amy. She led Melody into an opulent bathroom with a small steaming bathtub in the middle. "Would you like another drink?"
Melody giggled and looked at the glass in her hand. She was surprised that it was empty already. "Yes please."
Amy retrieved another drink from a silver setting. "Let's get you undressed."
Melody grinned. She was starting to think that being treated like a movie star was pretty cool. She was a little surprised and had assumed that the girl would leave while she bathed, but Amy knelt at her feet and slid off the practical heels she was wearing.
Melody shrugged and tried to unzip her dress, but her fingers felt clumsy. Amy stood up and took grasped the zipper. "I can do that," said Melody.
"Oh no, not today; I'm here to help you," said Amy.
Amy pulled the dress off of Melody's shoulders. Melody felt a little self conscious at being undressed by another woman, but she guessed that the rich and famous were treated like this all of the time. She stepped out of her dress while Amy unhooked her bra.
Melody was very proud of her pert breasts, but except for her husband, no one else had seen them since she was in the high school locker room. Melody slid off her pantyhose and underwear and then let Amy help her into the large tub filled with scented hot water.
Immersing herself up to her neck in the hot, bubbly water, she at least felt a return to some degree of modesty. Amy picked up a bath sponge, wet it and began to wash Melody's back.
The water felt wonderfully and Melody was so relaxed and mellow that she didn't notice when Amy began washing her chest. She held up her arms while Amy washed her with the soft sponge.
"You look drowsy," said Amy. "Here let me put a towel behind your head." Melody smiled contentedly, rested her head back on the towel and closed her eyes. She felt Amy washing her feet her hands and then moving up her legs when she dozed off. She was dreaming of sex when she awoke to find Amy washing her privates. Melody giggled. It reminded her of when her dentist administered nitrous oxide. She felt light-headed and happy.
