Vinnie weaved through early morning commuters and tourists, thinking once more about Toni’s invitation to join her in San Francisco. A petite blonde, Toni blended easily into the mix of affluent tourists and gamblers. She was a chameleon. Her profession required it. She’d moved to Sin City seven years earlier to work for one of the large casinos. She soon realized other opportunities in the hospitality industry paid substantially better and with her striking good looks, she’d do better on her own. She made the move from blackjack dealer to sex industry entrepreneur. Toni established an impressive clientele and over time became a highly successful call-girl.
Whenever Vinnie worked in Las Vegas they made time for dinner and conversation, which usually included a cruise on Lake Meade. Toni always said she loved their meals on the lake. She once told him he was one of her few male friends. Knowing she held him in such high regard pleased Vinnie.
Their friendship was the product of odd circumstances. What began as a casual introduction had blossomed into a lasting friendship but time together was sporadic at best. Months passed between visits. Their relationship had always been platonic. Sure. he’d fantasized about her. Any male with a reasonable hormone level would. But they’d remained platonic. He drove silently, considering his options. He could spend the night with her in San Francisco and then drive the coast highway home, or he could have dinner with her in Vegas and then be on his way. Traveling at night would be easier than fighting Vegas traffic during the day.
A life he’d known for twenty years was ending. The countless hours working away from home, friends he’d met, late-night meals in a roadside diner, lonely times in a sparse motel room and wild evenings in funky blues bars were all coming to an end. He’d return home and stay. Vinnie was anxious to be on his way to his new life but the problem was Toni had been emphatic that she wanted him to meet her friend, Patrice.
Maybe she felt Vinnie needed a reason to end his self-imposed period of celibacy. Vinnie didn’t. He’d already decided to put an end to his decision not to have sex. Toni could have other reasons. Reading such a complex lady, even after having known her for all these years, was difficult at best. Hungry and tired, Vinnie pulled into the parking lot of the Plaza and crossed the asphalt to the lobby. He was hungry and tired. Working his way through the crowded casino lobby, Vinnie realized he was more tired than hungry, so he passed the coffee shop and fell onto the bed instead. He was asleep before his head landed on the pillow. Two hours later, he awoke to the jangling of the telephone. Vinnie scowled at the intrusion. The ringing continued.
He grabbed the receiver with a growl. “Yea what!”
Toni was the culprit, anxious to depart and insisting Vinnie pack and be ready to go in a half hour. He considered arguing for another hour of sleep but knew it was pointless. Despite her hard exterior, Toni was a kid inside. Vincent had seen her inner child in action before. He fondly recalled their time together at the amusement park. He had to pry her out of the bumper cars and finally managed to bribe her with the promise of cotton candy and a hot dog. Vinnie wasn’t awake enough to come up with an adequate bribe to buy more sleep.
“Okay, okay. I’ve still gotta shower but I’ll try to be ready when ya’ get here.” Vinnie giggled, knowing his dawdling would evoke a string of expletives. It worked.
Toni arrived at his door just as he was climbing out of the shower. Vinnie wrapped a towel around himself and answered the door.
She gave him a frown and stepped inside. “You’re not ready yet?”
“Aw come on Toni. I just woke up. I told ya I’d be late getting in. Frisco’s not gonna fall off into the god damn bay if we’re an hour later getting there.”
“No thanks to you!” She responded, with a barely perceptible smile. “Now c’mon. Get dressed and get going.” She grabbed Vinnie’s towel. “You really do have a cute ass, ya know.”
“Yea, yea, yea........ now turn around so I can get myself dressed, will ya?”
“Oh jeez! Just get dressed you flaming pinhead.” She snapped him with the towel and perched on the bed.
An hour later they whizzed down I-15 with the top down and the wind in their faces. Toni smiled as she accelerated well over the speed limit. She seemed happier than Vinnie had seen her for quite some time. Toni guided her Porsche onto Hwy 58 and Vinnie realized he hadn’t eaten in about 24 hours. “ Hey! Let’s make a stop in Bakersfield. I’m hungrier than a bitch wolf with a litter of pups.”
Toni wrinkled her nose. “Men! Nothing on their minds but sex and food. And not necessarily in that order.”
“Think of it this way, silly. Can’t have sex on an empty stomach.”
“Well . . . . . I s’pose. Okay we’ll stop, but not for long. I don’t wanna have to leave you behind.”
“You leave me behind and I’ll hunt you down with malice in my heart and a gun in my hand!” Vinnie gave her an evil grin.
Toni flashed an innocent smile as she exited the highway and pulled into the first diner they came to. Vinnie ordered a sandwich and coffee. Toni stared out the window while stirring her glass of cold tea. Vinnie chewed on his sandwich and contemplated his choices again--stay the night in the Bay or travel on home. Toni would surely want to spend time with Patrice, and Vinnie didn’t feel like bumping around San Francisco alone for the night.
“Ya know, I think maybe I’ll just rent some wheels in Frisco and head on home after dinner tonight.”
Toni turned from the window to face him. “If that’s what you want to do.”
A trace of sadness clouded her blue eyes. Toni had the ability to mask her emotions, so the sadness puzzled Vinnie. He had allowed himself to fantasize about spending the night with her in San Francisco. When she insisted on meeting her friend for dinner he’d abandoned his fantasy. Now he had to wonder if he’d given up his fantasies too soon.
“It’s just wishful thinking,” he reasoned. Toni finished the last of her drink and pushed it away. “Do whatever you want.” She exited the booth and walked out to the parking lot. Vinnie watched, as she stood smoking a cigarette, her back to him as he finished his meal. Vinnie paid the bill and joined her. “Ready to hit the road?” He asked, as he playfully patted her butt. She didn’t respond.
They drove back to the highway, Toni stared straight ahead, saying nothing. “Ya know, it really isn’t that big a deal to get home soon”, Vinnie began. “I just figured you and Patrice might want to spend time together and I don’t want to mess up your plans.”
She drew a deep breath. “You’re hopeless. I swear to Christ you are totally hopeless! Did it ever enter your mind that maybe I want you with us tonight?”
A slow grin came across Vinnie’s face. He was embarrassed and felt silly. “Do I get extra points for being a dumb ass?”
As they drove, conversation spilled out in a stream of emotion. Vinnie listened as Toni shared her feelings for him. He had no idea her feelings were so intimate. He went on to explain his attraction to her and how he wasn’t sure how to proposition her without sounding like just another john. By the time they crossed the Golden Gate Bridge Vinnie found himself thoroughly aroused. Toni was obviously pleased by what Vinnie had shared with her. Their attraction to each other had been dormant for a long time. Neither of them wanted a long-term relationship, yet a sexual encounter seemed like a perfect culmination to a long-running friendship.
Vinnie surprised himself. He wasn’t usually attracted to petite women. He preferred a sex partner more physically equal to him. He couldn’t resist teasing her. “Ya know, I just might be more than you can handle!”
“Well, that’s just a chance I’ll have to take then, huh?”
They arrived at Milano for dinner earlier than expected and settled into a corner booth in the bar awaiting Patrice. While they waited, Toni told Vinnie Patrice had graduated from UC Berkley with a degree in history, spent a year touring Europe, spoke three languages fluently and was happiest near the ocean.
When Patrice walked into the room Vinnie was mildly intrigued, yet couldn’t shake the feeling he was about to meet an attractive but vapid Barbie doll. As Patrice sat down at their table, Toni introduced them. Vinnie took her outstretched hand and was pleasantly surprised. Her handshake was firm and her eyes conveyed a sense of honesty with just a hint of mischief hiding somewhere inside.
They finished their drinks as Toni and Patrice caught up on the latest happenings in their lives. Patrice worked for a large law firm in the city, doing legal research. This was a far stretch from Vinnie’s job as field service technician, and Toni’s call-girl career, but they still managed to have fun sharing stories of workdays and past experiences. They were on their second after-dinner drink when Patrice suggested they go to a club and listen to some music.
They parked across the street from a funky bar. They heard the music before they ever entered the place. “My kind’ve joint”, Vinnie thought as they went inside and settled in at a table and ordered drinks. Vinnie could see Patrice enjoyed the music as much as he did. It seemed out of character. Her demeanor at dinner led him to assume she was more comfortable with the sophistication of opera and classical concerts than jazz and blues fusion.
The band broke into a version of ‘Watermellon Man’ and Patricia grabbed Vinnie’s hand. “C’mon, dance with me!”
By the time closing time arrived they were nearing exhaustion. Patrice and Toni both had insisted on dancing. They barely found time to sip a drink before another tune had them on their feet. As the last of the crowd shuffled out the door Toni turned to Patrice and asked with a grin:
“Want to come up to our room for awhile?”
Vinnie knew Toni’s intentions but he wasn’t sure Patrice was the type to involve herself in a threesome. He was intrigued by her but read her as mostly flirt and flash. Nothing more. At least not with someone she’d just met, like him. She and Toni had been friends for some time, “Oh well”, Vinnie reasoned, “I’ll follow this through and see what happens. Worst case scenario, I’ll get my own room.”
Toni stopped suddenly as she was crossing the street. “How about I drop you at our room? Patrice wants to leave her car at home and there’s no way all three of us are gonna fit in the Porche.”
“Yea sure. Works for me.” Vinnie got out in front of the hotel and waved to Toni as she drove off. He stubbed out his cigarette and went inside. He was sprawled out on the bed, contemplating the evening. “It might not be so wonderful either. Threesomes are all fine and good but not always as perfect in real time as in a fantasy world.” Vinnie didn’t want to come between good friends and he didn’t want to do anything to ruin his relationship with Toni. Vinnie had rarely been involved with multiple sex partners at one time, but on the few occasions when he had, the results were mixed. It had run the gamut from stunning sexual highs to abject lows. He was attracted to Patrice and had been horny for a week. “Screw it! Might as well see where this adventure leads. Hell. If they get pissed off and throw me out the eighth floor window I’ll die a happy man.”
When Toni and Patrice came into the room Vinnie tried to appear cool. He wasn’t sure his act was working but it seemed like the thing to do. “Good thing you two made it back when you did! I was damn near asleep.”
“Oh really?” Toni responded. “I just bet you were.” She excused herself and disappeared into the bathroom.
Patrice crossed the room and threw herself into a chair, exhaling loudly. “Wow! I had a lot of fun tonight.” She flashed Vinnie a mischievous smile. “You dance really well. I take it you like fusion music? Toni tells me you’re a musician. Maybe you’ll play me something sometime?”
“Damn sure will!” Vinnie thought to himself before he answered. “Yea. I jam with my friends, blues mostly, sometimes fusion. I’m not really good enough to play professionally but it’s fun to sit in when I get the chance.”
The conversation continued until Toni reappeared wearing a tee shirt and a thong. Seated at the head of the bed, she gave Vinnie a seductive grin. “Still sleepy?” Vinnie propped himself up on his elbows and smiled back at her. “If you need to sleep we’ll just sit in the corner, visit and try not to bother you.”
“Huh! You’d do that for me?”
“You’d be surprised what we might do for you!” She slowly unsnapped Vinnie’s shirt. He could feel his body heat rising. He kicked off his shoes and slid out of his shirt as he pulled himself into a sitting position. Toni gave Vinnie a wicked grin and pushed him back down on the bed. Glancing across the room at her friend, Toni motioned with her head. “C’mon over here and help me.”
Patrice slowly walked across the room. The dim light cast a seductive shadow on her face as she unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor. She unhooked her bra and let her breasts spill out. Impressive. Her dress dropped to the floor. She obviously spent time working out in the gym. Her taut, athletic body was magnificent, a perfect blend of muscle definition and femininity. Still Vinnie was unsure of her. Her expression told him nothing. “I must be nuts. She’s standing looking at me and I can’t tell if she’s comfortable with the situation. I’m insane. If I’m not already I sure as hell will be!” Vinnie thought to himself.
Patrice sat next to Vinnie on the bed. Patrice and Toni slowly unbuttoned his Levis and pulled them off. “So it’s true!” Toni exclaimed with a devilish smile. “You don’t wear underwear.”
“And you didn’t believe me?”
Patrice kissed Vinnie, her tongue reaching for his. He responded as she held his face with both hands.
“I’ve wanted to do that since we got to the club,” Patrice said.
She kissed him again, her hands soft as they caressed his face. She silently studied him. “You like what you see?” She inquired with mock innocence.
Toni explored Vinnie’s crotch, running her fingers up and down his inner thighs, then to his cock, slowly squeezing and massaging his erection. Vinnie rapidly approached an orgasm. He struggled with his self-control but it was a losing battle. Patrice nibbled his earlobes, then down his neck to his chest. She seemed to know every hot button Vinnie had. It was impossible to remain still. He wanted to explore Patrice’s gorgeous body but found himself fascinated with Toni as well. Her small, firm breasts swayed in seductive rhythm as she tortured his cock. Her lips and tongue continued to lick and caress his swollen shaft.
Patrice rolled on top of Vinnie. Her long, gorgeous legs straddled his trembling torso as she leaned forward and buried his face between her magnificent breasts. She teased him relentlessly with her bodacious bosoms while Toni continued her oral exploration of his member. Vinnie eagerly sucked and licked Patrice’s nipples. Her breath quickened as she closed her eyes and guided his mouth from one erect nipple to the other.
Reaching down, Vinnie tugged at her panties, trying unsuccessfully to remove them. “Not so fast. Just lie there and be a good boy.
Vinnie’s orgasm just beyond his grasp, Toni pulled back, clamping his swollen cock tightly with her fingers until his love juice slowly subsided. She raised her head, watching Patrice tease and tantalize him with her breasts in his face. Toni brushed her lips and tongue down Vinnie’s belly to his hips and gradually nibbled her way back to his inner thighs again, working her magic with an increased intensity.
Vinnie’s groans and gasps of passion punctuated the air as Toni knelt between his legs, taking his cock in her hand and rubbing the head of his erection gently across her pussy lips. Vinnie neared orgasm again as the sweet sensations of arousal coursed through his veins. Vinnie’s hips surged uncontrollably when Toni ran her hands over his hips and down his thighs, returning ever so slowly to renew the sweet punishment she’d begun. His cock on the verge of exploding, Toni once again choked back the sizzling flow of love juice.
Patrice moved higher on his chest, pinning Vinnie’s arms to the bed and grinned down at him. Vinnie was powerless to respond and loved every minute of it. He desperately wanted to return the incredible pleasure he was experiencing. The sight of Patrice’s gorgeous tanned torso and thighs poised over him with her sweet pussy just inches from his face added mightily to the sweet sensations of Toni’s lips and tongue sucking and licking his throbbing cock. “Oh god!” Vinnie growled, “ I can’t take any more . . . . . .oh. . . oh . . . ..god damn. . . oh!”
Patrice grabbed his hair in both hands and tugged his face between her thighs. “Oh yes you can. We’re just getting started sweet man. We’re just getting started.”
Vinnie was so hot he was sure he’d pass out. Patrice’s aggression surprised him. She was in control and loving it. Toni continued to work her magic, stroking Vinnie’s throbbing cock with both hands and repeatedly choking off any chance of orgasm. Still holding his arms down, Patrice shifted her position until her luscious tits dangled in his face. “Suck my nipples!” she commanded with a sensual growl.
Vinnie willingly complied as Toni continued her sensuous massage. “Oh god!” Vinnie groaned, “Let me fuck you baby! I want to feel me inside’ve you.”
Unable to see Toni’s face, Vinnie could hear her sweet voice teasing him wickedly. “Not yet. Just lay there and take it!”
Vinnie’s hips pumped wildly as he tried in vain to bury his shaft in Toni’s steamy snatch. He managed to free his arms and grabbed Patrice’s panties with both hands. The cloth ripped in a fit of unbridled pleasure. The remnants of her panties hung loosely as she slid further forward and trapped his face between her luscious thighs. Gasping for air Vinnie found himself totally at the mercy of both women who obviously enjoyed their positions of control.
Patrice pumped her hips, keeping her pussy just beyond reach of Vinnie’s hungry mouth. A surge of primal release tore through his body and he realized his legs were wrapped tightly around Toni’s head. Vinnie wondered for a moment, if she was all right, then drifted into a state of post-orgasmic ecstasy. Obviously, Toni was tougher than he had given her credit for.
She grinned and cocked her eye. “How was that?”
