"Raven hair and ruby lips, sparks fly from her fingertips. Echoed voices in the night. She's a restless spirit on an endless flight. Oooh-hoo, witchy women. See how high she flies. Oooh-hoo witchy women....She's got the moon in her eyes."
The Eagles - Witchy Woman
Last week Roxy called and said she was coming to town. She had asked me to talk with my Chinese buddies and see if I could score her a room at the Cosmopolitan. As usual, I obliged her majesty. And now with room keys in hand I found myself this Saturday waiting in the lobby of the Cosmo for her arrival. "Jethro, come down to valet. I just got in." The text message was straight forward enough. So I venture down to valet parking and the very first person I see is Roxy. We trade glances and then she says this - "Don't just stand there. Get my bags." - without hesitation I grab two large suitcases and a smaller side bag. I inform her that she only has the room for three days and it seems as if she has three weeks worth of luggage. She says this to me - "Jethro, a girl has to be prepared. I can't wear the same clothes everyday like you do." I then let her know that I switch sweat pants up every third day, thank you very much. We both share a laugh at the remark as we're stepping into the elevator to take us to the room.
I open the room door and we step in, "I got you a room with a view of the strip, as you requested." She walks to the window; opens the shades and looks out over Las Vegas Boulevard. "This room is so nice Jethro, thank you very much." Roxy's aura was beaming as she surveyed the rest of the room. I then asked where to put the luggage. She points to the bed. After obliging the request, I slide into the living room and take a seat on the couch. She spends a few more minutes exploring the room and tells me this is the first time she has stayed at the Cosmopolitan. She then adds this to the conversation, "Carmen is coming over later and we're going to hit the pool and do some clubbing later tonight. I would invite you - but you're too much of a buzz kill - plus you're broke." We both snicker at the comment and then start talking about how nice the weather is.
A few more minutes trot by and I say this to her - "You said you had a new piercing you were going to show me. Well, I am ready to see it." She looks at me with a devilish smile and says, "Jethro, is that all you have been thinking about? God, men are all the same." It was now my turn to flash a devilish smile at her, "Well, no better time than the present, let's see it." I stated. She then walks by me as if to sneak away, but I grab her gently by the waist and pull her to me before she is able. At this point I am sitting on the couch and she is standing directly in front of me. "Jesus Jethro, is that all you want?" She was wearing a yellow sundress and in no time I had both hands underneath it on her bare thighs. My hands then sauntered up to her hips. I felt G-strings on both sides and slowly began to unravel them, "I have a boyfriend Jethro. I am not supposed to be doing this." She could have stopped me at anytime, but she didn't. When the panties reached her ankles - she slinked out of them smoothly - one foot at a time.
I then move her softly by the hips and lie her on the couch. After that I place one of her legs on the top of the couch cushion. The other was left dangling off the couch, almost touching the floor. I then push the remainder of the yellow sundress above her waist. It was now time for me to see her new piercing. "I can't see it. Where is it?" My chin was resting on her right thigh at the time of the comment - "Are you blind Jethro? It's right there" - she took her finger and pointed at it, "I need to get a better look," I replied. I then slide my way to within three inches of it. "I still can't see it," I told her. "It's right there. You must be blind." This time she puts her finger directly on it. "Wait! wait! wait! I think I see it now. I am moving in for a really good look," I reply - at this point the tease was up - I gently put what appeared to be a diamond stud and the body part it was attached to in my mouth. My tongue began caressing both, "Jesus Jethro," she moaned. "Why did I get involved with you?" Before she could utter another word, I took the forefinger and middle finger of my left hand - pressed them together - and eased both inside her. "Oh God! Jethro why are you doing this to me?" Her hips began gyrating and her moans grew a few decibels louder. "I shouldn't be doing this. I told myself that I wasn't going to sleep with you again, but that doesn't really matter to you. You're going to fuck me anyways."
"Jethro, I want you to be honest with me about something." At the time, both of us were standing in a steaming shower pawing at one another. Our tryst was close to its end and it was nearly time for me to leave her. "What do you want to know?" I said. She then looks me directly in the eyes and says, "Do you really love me like you say you do? I don't want you to say it if you don't really mean it." I have been very forthright about my feelings towards her, and nothing has changed. I reiterated the sentiment and she tells me this, "Jethro, I don't want you to get mad at me, but sometimes I feel I love you and sometimes I am unsure. I just don't know with you and I."
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