I met her in Las Vegas and this photo was taken on my last night there. A weekend trip turned into a week long stay, all because of the girl you see h...er. Her name was Jasmine, and before you say it, I know it probably wasn’t her real name. Also, before you say it, I know I probably wasn’t the only guy she has spent a week with, but it doesn’t matter to me. I met Jasmine in Casino, and right from the start, I knew she was special and I knew I felt drawn to her. She had an air about her, a sultry. But, I did leave the camera hooked up. Katie arrived pretty late. The poor kid looked beat. We put her stuff in the shed, got some food into her and wished her a good night. My wife usually went to bed early but had stayed up late to get Katie settled in. I was hoping for a little nookie, but the wife was too tired. It wasn’t the first time I wandered downstairs a little frustrated, quite a bit horny and not very sleepy. After making myself a drink, I settled in front of the tube but after. .' As I looked up I could not make out his facial expression the light from the screen blinded me evidently he could see me clearly for he took his hand and gently stroked my hair and side of my face as he hunched slightly. My slob and his pre-cum dripped from my lips to the floor, behind me I heard clothes shuffling. Two powerful hands reached under my arms and lifted me to my feet that familiar voice whispered '...let's fuck our friend here and make every body happy...' The guy whose penis I. ‘I think this qualifies.’ I knew it was going to be lingerie. It had to be lingerie. God, how I love it when she wears lingerie. I was already hard as my mind whirled around all the possibilities. What color would it be? What fabric? I was too excited to notice my knees where bouncing and I was clutching the sheets of our unmade bed. She walked out in an emerald green satin robe that fell along the middle of her thigh. I could see the black fishnets and the garter hooks peered out from beneath.