Sin In The City, Part 4

Sin in the City
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Part 4:

By 2:30 PM, Karrie and Jennifer had managed to pull themselves from the
confines of their room down to the outdoor pool. Neither remembered much of
the previous night after they had returned from The Dollhouse. They both
counted their winnings and tips; it totaled nearly $3500.

Jennifer sat on a recliner under an umbrella, nursing her second tall Bloody
Mary and chain smoking her Marlboro Menthols. Each sip and puff slowly lifted
her out of the hell her body was in. She hid her bloodshot eyes behind
sunglasses and a ball white ball cap. She watched the pool entrance for Karrie
who'd gone back to the room for a quick potty break over 25 minutes ago. As
she sipped the last of the Bloody Mary, she motioned to a pool attendant to
fetch her another one. He nodded as she held up the empty glass and walked
towards the bar.

Karrie returned to the pool area at the same time as Jennifer was getting her
drink delivered. She strutted confidently in her bikini and heels, carrying
her small purse and a lit cigarette. Her chest was still slightly red from the
previous nights waxing, but looked like a slight sunburn to the unsuspecting
guests. She smiled at anyone who would pay attention to her. Always the flirt.
Jennifer held contempt for her non-hung over attitude.

She sat next to Jennifer and exhaled lazily. The breeze carried it away
immediately.

Jennifer sipped and sat her drink on the stubby table that separated their
chairs. She closed her eyes and spoke. "I was starting to get worried... where
were you?" she asked, half concerned.

"Making a call to the store, just checking in, ya know," Karrie replied. She
surveyed the pool area briefly while she drew deeply. "Any way, I'm feeling a
lot better, are you about ready to hit the town? I didn't come to Vegas to sit
by a pool all day. This is our last night here, and I want to make some more
memories."

As Jennifer mumbled something about 20 more minutes, a shadow fell across
them.  "Sorry to interrupt, but could I ever bother one of y'all for a
cigarette?" a soft voice spoke. It had a southern accent heavily attached to
it and it was light and sweet.

Both Karrie and Jennifer turned their heads up and shielded their eyes from
the sun and found a young woman, maybe 19 standing in their sun.

"No problem, have a seat," Karrie offered and slid over, patting the chair.

Jennifer reluctantly sat up and offered a hand. "Jennifer," she announced
shaking the young womans petite hand. "This is Karrie." Karrie shook the hand
as well, smiling and looking her over.

"I'm Billie," the young woman replied.

"Menthol or Lights?" Karrie asked, holding out her pack.

"I'll take whatever you offer, thank you," she said and reached for Karrie's
Marlboro Light's. She flipped open the box and took one of the last two
remaining cigarettes out. She quickly surveyed the pool area as if she was
being watched and then placed the filter between her plain, unpainted lips.
Karrie offered her lighter and Billie took it eagerly. She flicked it to life
and cupped the flame and lit the tip of long white cigarette.

Billie was no 'first timer' Jennifer observed. She drew deeply, almost
ravenously, and inhaled the smoke quickly before repeating another drag. Once
her lungs were saturated with the smoke, she lowered the cigarette to her side
and exhaled with a satisfied sigh.

Billie was short, maybe 5'2" but her small frame accentuated her firm body.
Her bikini revealed a tight tummy and ample breasts. Her hair was strawberry
blonde and curled all around in a very 80's style. She wore no visible makeup
and freckles dotted her fair complexion. Her beauty was subtle but was there,
somewhere.

"Oh my god, thank you so much," she said as she brought the cigarette to her
lips again, once again surveying the pool area.

"Relax Billie," Karrie said looking to Jennifer, "Take your time and enjoy
it." Karrie said through an exhale and then crushed out her cigarette.

Billie nodded in agreement as she drew and inhaled again. Through an exhale,
she spoke. "I just can't get caught by Dwight, that's all. I'm kind of a
closet smoker. I haven't had one for two whole days, I thought I was going to
bust!" she said with a nervous laugh and blush.

"And Dwight is?" Jennifer asked

"Oh, Dwight's my fiancée," she replied. "He's here for a convention and
brought me along. I'm bored silly though. He just expects me to sit around the
pool all day. Didn't give me any money, won't let me gamble, and I'm not old
enough to drink yet... I been miserable" she finished. Billie tapped the
growing ash of the end of the cigarette and brought it back up to her lips to
fill herself once more.

"So where do you 'hail' from Billie?" Jennifer asked in a sarcastic southern
accent.

Billie got a hurt surprised look on her face like someone had just made fun of
her grandmother.

"Jennifer!?" Karrie snapped but still laughed a bit. "Watch your manners,
young lady." she warned. "Don't mind her Billie, she's just hung over from
last nights escapades."

"Ah, no offense taken. I could tell she was just joshin' me." Billie replied.
"I'm from Little Rock Arkansas. And before you ask, yes, I've seen the
President and Mrs. Clinton." she stated proudly.

More seriously now, Karrie asked, "So why do you hide your smoking from
Dwight?"

Billie drew once more before explaining.

"Kind of a long story. We've been together since I was 14 and he was 16. He
was Big Man on Campus, athletic, class president, all that. I was the pretty
girl from the other side of the 'trailer park' if you will. My family
struggled to make ends meet. We fell for each other pretty hard. I'd been
smoking secretly since I was 12, stealing them from my mother when I could.
Well, on our second date he saw another girl from our school smoking and made
a comment about how ugly it was, and how fast he'd break up with me if I
smoked."

Billie paused ironically for a moment to take another deep drag from the
shrinking cigarette before she continued.

"So I made up my mind right then to quit. That lasted for about a week. I've
been hiding it ever since. Going for days or weeks without one and only having
one when I was sure to not get caught. This sounds dumb, but I think it's a
part of who I am, and I can't give it up."

Karrie lit her last cigarette from her pack and drew deeply. She felt a
strange sensation over come her, like she was about to do someone a huge
favor.  She looked to Jennifer and smiled. Jennifer looked concerned for just
a moment and then nodded, rolling her eyes in reluctant approval. Karrie drew
once more and placed a hand on Billie's thigh.

"Billie, from Little Rock, how would you like to go out on the town with me
and Jennifer. We're just heading up to get ready. We're planning to do a
little shopping, a little gambling, and have a whole lot of fun. What do you
say?" Karrie asked. She rubbed her hand lightly on Billie's thigh and then
removed it making sure to not make her uncomfortable.

"Oh, that's sweet, but I really shouldn't. Dwight isn't going to like it, and
I don't have any money, like I said." she replied sweetly.

Jennifer shifted and sat closer now. "Don't you worry about the money, we've
come into a little extra cash and we'd be happy to cover for you, Billie. And
we'll have you home by midnight Billie. You carriage won't turn into a
pumpkin, promise." she reassured her.

Billie though hard as she drew on the final drag of her cigarette. She crushed
it out as she held the smoke and then exhaled a tight cone which swirled in
between them.

"Well..." she drawled, "Y'all are so sweet. Dwight said he is going out
tonight after the conference with some of the 'guys'. He probably won't even
know I'm gone. Are you sure I won't be a burden?" she asked them both.

Jennifer spoke first. "Of course not, we'll have a ball, promise."

And with that, Billie left the pool area with Karrie and Jennifer, giggling
like a good school girl who was about to go bad.

Karrie and Jennifer insisted that Billie get ready with them in their room so
they could have drinks and get to know one another better. As Jennifer
accompanied Billie to her room to gather her things, Karrie made a quick stop
in the hotel store to get some more cigarettes for herself and Billie. She
placed two packs of Marlboro Light 100's and a pack of Marlboro Reds into her
purse and smiled as she accepted her change from the clerk.

She turned and nearly ran directly into Chip.

Although startled, she managed to keep her composure. "Mr. Chip, how nice to
see you again. I was just thinking of you," she cooed playfully.

"Like wise, Miss Jens." he replied. "Anything else I can do to make your stay
more enjoyable?"

"Perhaps there is," she said softly, pausing. She ran a finger across his
chest, flirting dangerously. "Along the lines of those party favors, I think
we need some more... of a different variety."

Chip smiled. "Come with me then, I think we can arrange something."


Jennifer slid her keycard into the slot and the swung the large door to the
suite open. Billie followed her inside and dropped her small carry on bag on
the floor. Like Karrie, she was awestruck by the room, and then by the view.
Jennifer smiled and clicked on the TV as Billie walked around the room, open
mouthed and speechless.

Jennifer was fully recovered from her previous nights escapades and made her
way to the bar. "Pretty nice isn't it?" she asked as she began making a tall
Gin and Tonic. "Can I get you something Billie?"

Billie was standing in front of the large king sized bed. "Yeah, its amazing
Jennifer." she said. "Do you have Black Velvet back there?" she asked as she
sat on a bar stool across from Jennifer.

"I do." Jennifer replied pulling the bottle from under the cabinet.

"Great. BV and Coke then," Billie said happily. She spun in her stool and
surveyed the room again, taking in all the sites. She spun back around and
faced Jennifer. "Can I ask you something Jennifer?"

"Sure," Jennifer replied smiling. She was busy preparing Billies drink.

"There's only one bed in here, and you and Karrie seem to be a little more
than just friends. Is that right?" she asked softly and then quickly added.
"And if I'm speaking out of place, just let me know."

"No, no, that's OK." Jennifer replied. She handed Billie her drink. Billie
lifted the glass to her lips and took a large sip. Jennifer sipped from her
drink and then continued. "To answer your question. Yes, Karrie and I are more
than friends. We've been lovers for a few months now. I don't know if you'd
classify us as 'lesbians', but we've been with each other exclusively for a
while now. I love her and she loves me." she paused and drank again. "Does
that bother you?"

Billie sipped again as well, then shook her head. "This is strong, but good,"
she exclaimed smiling. "No, doesn't bother me in the least. I think every
woman has those same feeling from time to time." She and Jennifer locked
stares. A glazy haze seemed to cover Billies eyes and she spoke without really
controlling what she was saying. "I've had those feelings, desires, to know
the pleasures that only another woman can give to another. The softness, the
tenderness, the scent, the..."

Jennifer reached across the bar and took Billies hand, interrupting her. "Do
you find me attractive Billie? Do you want to experience those things with me?
With Karrie? With both of us?" She leaned across the bar and placed her lips
just millimeters from Billies ear. She breathed hot and heavy as she
whispered. 

"We can take you places you've never gone Billie. We can make you feel things
you've never felt. Would you like that, Billie?" Jennifer waited for a
reaction and held her position. 

Billies eyes were lost and she was panting slightly. Jennifer could smell the
remnants of the cigarette and sweet alcohol on her breath. Billie's hesitance
didn't worry Jennifer, she just needed a small tap to push her over the edge. 

Jennifer pushed back from the bar and slid her left hand into her bikini
bottom. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as she ran a finger
between her labia and dipped it into her wet hole. She leaned back into
Jennifer and raised the finger so it was in between their lips. It glistened
and a small line of her juices began sliding down her finger.  

Billie parted her lips, allowing her tongue to slowly escape. Her tongue
slowly swirled around Jennifer's finger. She took it in her mouth and sucked
gently, allowing the taste to envelop her mouth. Satisfied now, Jennifer
leaned in and kissed Billie lightly at first, but soon their mouths opened and
their tongues touched. Billie whimpered as the kiss grew. She was dizzy and
held onto the bar to steady herself. Jennifer was purposefully gentle and
tender. She sucked lightly on Billies tongue and flicked it with her own.

Billie broke the kiss and took a long drink of her BV Coke. "I'm sorry, I was
starting to get cotton mouth." she apologized. "That was incredible Jennifer,
I never felt like..."

"No need to explain," Jennifer said lifting a cigarette to her lips. She lit
it and pushed the pack towards Billie. Jennifer inhaled and held the smoke and
Billie followed her lead. As Billies cheeks hollowed, Jennifer continued.
"You're not going to ever forget this night. I promise." 

Jennifer lay her cigarette in the ashtray and slid her bikini bottom to her
feet and then stepped out of them. Billie's eyes widened as Jennifer undid her
top, revealing her breasts to her. When she was completely nude, she picked up
her cigarette and walked around the bar, facing Billie. Jennifer leaned in and
kissed her deeply, but quickly pulled back, teasing. 

Jennifer tapped her cigarette into the ashtray and then drew deeply again, and
French inhaled. She exhaled into Billie's face and then spoke. "I've got to
get into the shower, however. Karrie should be back any minute." She turned
and walked into the bathroom, trailing a cloud of smoke behind her. The door
shut and the sound of running water soon mixed in with the melody of the
television.

It was as if Billie had been holding her breath since she walked into the
room. She sighed loudly and held onto the bar again. She was spinning. She
raised the cigarette to her lips and double pumped, filling her starving
lungs. She held the smoke as she downed the rest of her drink, and then
exhaled a large cone towards the center of the room. She drew again and spread
her legs. Her crotch was soaking wet from her juices. She slid her bikini to
the side, revealing her swollen labia and clit. 

With her left hand she began softly rubbing herself. She closed her eyes and
continued drawing deeply as she circled her clit with her index and middle
finger. Her hand was getting coated with her sticky juices. She felt so bad,
so naughty, but so good. 


Karrie stood at the door and fished for her key card in her purse. She found
it and slid it into the door. She turned the latch and entered the room. The
bathroom door was closed and water was running. The door slowly began closing
itself. Karrie came around the corner and stopped as if she'd run into a wall.
Just then the door clicked shut.

Billie suddenly opened her eyes and saw Karrie standing across the room. She
quickly stopped and closed her spread legs. The growing ash dropped from her
cigarette onto the carpet.

"Don't let me interrupt." Karrie said with a smile.

"I'm so sorry, I was just..." Billie stammered as turned and crushed her
cigarette into the ashtray. She was bright red with embarassment.

Karrie tossed her purse onto the bed and began stripping out of her clothes.
"It's OK Billie," she reassured her. "I'm gonna hop into the shower with
Jennifer. Your cigarettes are in my purse."

As Karrie walked nude towards the bathroom, she paused and turned. "Finish
what you started, or if you like, you can join us." she teased. She opened the
door of the bathroom and walked in. "I'm baaaack," she sang out.

Exhausted and terribly confused. Billie just sat, trying to take in all that
was happening. She felt like she was in the Porno Twighlight Zone. When she
woke that morning, she couldn't even fathom that she would be where she was
now; in a luxury suite with a couple of very attractive lesbians that were
giving her the green light to join them. She shook her head and made her way
to the bed. She unzipped Karrie's purse and pulled out her pack of Marlboro
Reds.

She paced in the room as she tapped the unopened pack on her wrist. She found
herself back at the bar and poured herself a shot of BV. She downed this and
quickly followed with another. She winced a bit and then swallowed a mouthful
of coke to chase the taste away.

She quickly tore the cellophane and foil from the soft pack and tapped a
cigarette out. These were her usual brand. Strong and full of flavor is what
she liked. It made up for the hours, days or weeks that sometimes passed
between each one. Her belly was warm and her mind a bit fuzzy from the BV. She
lit the cigarette and welcomed the familiar taste into her lungs.

Her mind was made up. She drew once more deeply and tapped the barely smoked
cigarette out. She walked towards the bathroom, leaving her bikini behind.

She knocked on the door and in her sweetest southern voice asked, "Hey, y'all
have room for one more in there?"

End Part 4

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