Felicity Ch. 26

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Part 27 of the 76 part series

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Chapter 23: What happens in Vegas...

OK, I knew I was a nerd. I have known since I understood what a nerd was. The problem was that I did not look like a nerd. I was tall, semi-handsome, had a deep voice, and did not need glasses.

But I was also a loner with a perhaps an unhealthy attachment to my iMac.

I was terminally shy with everyone and catatonic with girls. Twice I had paid professional ladies to take my virginity and twice I had failed to get the necessary erection.

I was a nerd.

Thankfully the mother of one of my few friends saw me for what I was and had the patience to allow me to shed my virginal status with her. Her kindness extended to the lessons necessary to be a good lover.

I learned my lessons well and by the end of her tutoring I had the skills.

Unfortunately I did not have the courage for the hunt.

Roll forward five years and I was still the same guy except I had a college degree, a good job, and had been laid by seven different women.

OK, three of the girls were drunk at the time and it is possible they do not remember me but I very much remember them so it counts. The others I will admit were nerdettes.

One of them wanted us to fuck all the time for nearly three months then went to a college a thousand miles away. She never moved back home.

She was the only one I had fucked more than twice; in fact we had fucked more than twenty times. She was the only one that I could have called a girlfriend although there was never really was an emotional attachment between us.

My job however was right up my alley. I had tried teaching physics but I lasted just one year. I now installed intelligent spot light systems in all kinds of venues all over the country.

I also worked by myself.

My boss Roger called me into his office on the Monday of Thanksgiving week and after I answered his question on special plans for the holiday with a "No" he said, "Marshall, I have a job for you.

But before I explain it to you I want you to know that if this had come up in March or June I would have picked you anyway, you are my best lightrider. The fact that you are a loner by nature will help both of us.

We have made our biggest single sale so far, twenty-one units. They all need to be up and running by New Years Eve."

"I could put up twenty one units in two weeks. What's the catch?"

"You will need to work around the schedule of the venues. You will be rushed for a few days at a time and be completely idle for a few days at a time.

Your last four are scheduled for December 23rd but your room reservation is good until the twenty-seventh just in case."

"OK, when do I need to start?"

"Today, your plane leaves in four hours. You are going to Las Vegas."

I smiled; I had always wanted to go to Las Vegas. "Where am I staying?"

"Amazingly enough right on the strip at The Imperial Palace. Our favorite numbers cruncher Petra figured that since fifteen of the jobs are walking distance away it would save us cab fare and save you heart attacks. She also got the hotel to give us a big discount for a thirty-day stay.

There is a three-day stretch we see in which renting a car makes sense. All you need is in this folder. Look it over on the plane. Your first installation is the showroom at the Imperial Palace itself.

The units are already in Las Vegas at each venue.

Daily progress reports to me on my cell phone please. Written reports when you can send them. Go, you have a plane to catch."

As soon as I checked into The Imperial Palace I went to the showroom and checked out the unit. I made sure it was still alive then went up the scaffolding to see how big of a problem I had

.

In most jobs our biggest headache was getting the existing units out of the way. After they were gone the next problem was seeing that I had enough vertical clearance for the unit, In effect the units looked like there were two spotlights, a small one under of the other. The bottom part of each was the optical scanner and the motor that moved the spot. Anything in its way had to be removed.

Luckily our single units weighed less than the old spots so whatever support they had would do. Controlling the unit was by a remote control device so I had no wiring to do other than plugging it in.

I had the unit at the Palace running in just over one hour.

Thanks to the Pacific Time Zone I had a lot of time to explore.

After a shower I went out on The Strip and soon ran into a lot of people handing out business cards from women that wanted to make my stay memorable. I took a few thinking it was free Vegas memorabilia.

Then I walked on to see The Bellagio fountains. I stayed for three shows and loved the first two but by the third my interest was in how it worked.

I purchased a ticket to the Eiffel Tower at The Parisian just so I could look down on the fountains from above.

I thought I had it figured out when I heard a lady read to her kid from a guidebook a paragraph that detailed how the fountains worked. I could not have been more wrong.

I treated myself to the Bellagio buffet and it was as fantastic as its reputation. I ate too much.

I looked around at the sights inside the hotel then yawned.

I was baffled, it was just ten PM. Then I remembered, time zones. My body sensed midnight and my body knew the clocks were lying.

I went back to my room, and in five minutes I was asleep.

I was wide-awake at four AM. I forced myself to stay in bed until five, gave up and took a shower. At five thirty I was searching for a cup of coffee.

The hotel had a diner that feature steaks and eggs for breakfast. They also had prime rib..... for breakfast.

I had three spots to put up that day and two of the clubs were open to me until four. The third would be available to me after five. I had them all done before seven that night.

As I went back to my room I saw a girl my age emerge from a door. A man was handing her some bills and she smiled at me as she walked away.

"Oh, wow. A hooker," I thought.

I looked at the stash of flyers I had gotten the previous day and tried to pick one. They were all way too pretty for someone like me although it was possible that I was just too much of a coward to call one.

I decided that what I really needed was a shower and took one. Unfortunately that got me wide-awake.

I was naked in bed when I decided to see what the hotel services where and noted a selection of adult movies, they were eight dollars each.

But I was on a company credit card. Petra would point it out to Adrian and he would probably frown on that.

I decided I needed more information but also decided not to call because they would know my room numbers then my name,

I dressed and went to talk with the concierge but stopped when I saw she was a lady and was talking to a girl about my age.

"Mom I just don't understand it, the club says no sex but everyone expects sex and I have to fight them off," I heard the young woman say.

"Baby you can handle it. You will have your masters in four weeks and will get a real job. All of this will fade into a weird memory."

"I know Mom but we need the money."

"We will be fine without the money."

An older couple stepped up behind the girl and she gave her Mom a kiss and stepped aside.

She saw me staring at her and stopped to give me a chance to say something

.

"I didn't mean to, umm, service, eavesdrop, but I was urrr... service uhh, wondering ahh, kind of, offer, umm, you service?"

She smiled at me, a real smile. "Buy me a cup of coffee?"

"Absolutely."

She was the prettiest girl I had ever been seen with. She was tall, slender, part oriental. Her mother was Asian, likely Korean.

I got us coffee and strawberry pie and we sat in the shop.

She related, "Dad lost his job as I started on my third year at UNLV and it looked like I would have to drop out. Mom arranged for me to be a dancer at a club.

I was awkward and shy but people liked me anyway.

The girls told me of a service the club provided but I was too shy to consider it until tuition and fees were raised.

The "extra services" allow the girls to keep all the money as long as we do not have sex. The ones that do have sex are not allowed to share with the club. The club owner wants happy customers but wants to stay OK with the law.

There have been girls that have found their names off the schedules for that.

The no sex part is clearly stated but one in five customer still thinks that is what they are paying for.

I just had three of those in a row. The one tonight got mad and I had to lock myself in the bathroom until security came up. When they got to the room they found the guy naked, passed out on the floor outside the bathroom.

I told them who I worked for and they said go home. I came here to vent on Mom.

"

"I am sorry you had a harrowing experience."

"It's OK, it will be better tomorrow. Now what did you want to ask me?"

"Well, I...can wait until you are better. I was waiting to ask the concierge a question about certain charges and billing. It can wait until the morning."

She gave me a big smile and said, "You wanted to know if you could charge dirty movies to a different account? Yes you can but you do not need to. The bill will say "Other Incurred Charges."

I felt myself blush and I stammered a thanks.

"Are you vacationing? You don't strike me as a gambler?"

"Oh, I am not. I came to do a job."

"You're a hit man?" she asked me with a grin.

I returned her grin and noted I was suddenly at ease with her.

I said, "Not exactly. I am installing smart spotlights."

"How can spotlights be smart?"

"Ours has a face recognition camera, the spot will follow anyone you designate automatically. The operator stays on the ground with a remote control unit. That was a concession to the union, the spots do not really need operators at all."

"You mean you program it on me and a spot will follow me everywhere I go?"

"Yes, we have spots that can follow two or three people no matter how many other people cross their path."

"Where have you installed them?"

"Well, one of them is in the small showroom here. They used it tonight."

"Show me please."

We stood and we went backstage at the show room.

The comedian's show had ended and the only ones there were the cleaning crew. I had her stand on stage and turned on the controller. I got a picture, zoomed in on her and pressed, "Choose."

I turned on the spot and she was bathed in light. I asked her to try to run away from it and she did.

Everywhere she went the light stayed on her even when she ran into the seats and tried to hide behind a large lady. Everyone was laughing and the lady tried to steal the spot but could not.

I turned the light off and hit cancel. She rejoined me on stage and said, "That is an amazing thing you put up there."

"Thank you but all I do is the installing. My boss is the genius. I have a few more to install around town including two and three target units. I will be in town into December."

As we walked back to the lobby we introduced ourselves. "My name is Holly, the woman you saw me talking to is my Mom Liz."

"Oh, hi. I am Marshall. Very happy to meet you,"

Her mother was walking towards us and I saw Holly surreptitiously shake her head no at her Mom. Her Moms fake smile turned into a real smile for me.

Liz asked her daughter if she was ready to go home.

"Yes, but meet Marshall. He is installing smart spotlights and has one up in the small theater. That thing is amazing, I tried to run away from it and couldn't."

"Oh, Carrot Top is going to love that. Do we need to get you something to eat before we go home?"

"No, he got me strawberry pie."

"Next time you are buying strawberry pie make sure I get one," her Mom said to me with a giggle.

We waved goodbye and I returned to my room. I got in bed naked and picked up the remote. I was stunned to realize I did not want to watch a "dirty movie," I was in too good a mood. I turned on the TV to the channel showing Vegas attractions and made notes on things I wanted to see.

I had twenty items on my list before I fell asleep.

As I headed out the next morning I looked to the concierge's booth and looked for Liz. She of course was not there.

I installed three units before five and went back to my room and the shower.

After I dried I looked at my list and divided it by ticket required, spending money and free.

I had decided to go see a show and went to the concierge desk with my list to get a ticket prices. Liz was there and recognized me.

"Marshall, did you watch a good movie last night?"

"No, I watched the Las Vegas attractions channel. I decided to go to a show."

I handed my list it to her. Liz told me which ones were available for that night and their cost. Exorbitant was the price for all of them.

She sympathized and said, "We have not seen any of them ourselves either. You can however have a good show in your room for less than half that much."

"Mom! You are soliciting for me!"

Holly had been standing behind me.

"Marshal deserves the best we offer," her mother said with a cackling laugh.

"Witch," she called her mother as she moved me away from her booth. There were people behind us laughing.

"Coffee?" she asked.

"Sure. You don't work tonight?"

"I did, already. I had a woman earlier."

"Hmm, uh, what is it you, umm, do?"

"I keep the client company while they masturbate."

"Oh."

"Fifty dollars a session. Are you interested?"

I was of course but had the feeling it was a trick question.

"Maybe but I was wondering how much you would cost me for being my date to a show. I would rather not go alone."

"Which show?"

"I gave your mom a list and she was looking to see what is available.

"

"Lets go find out."

"I will need strawberry pie. Go ahead and I will be there shortly."

When I joined them Liz gave me a big kiss for her present and hid the pie behind her booth.

Holly said, "We are going to the Cirque Mystere show. Mom got us VIP passes so no charge from her or me. We do have time to get dinner and you will pay for that."

"Good deal. Where are we going to eat?"

"Mesa Grill in Caesars."

"Good, that was on the list."

She kissed her mother and her mother kissed me and off we went.

The food at the grill was very different and two hours later I still had not decided if I liked it or not and neither had Holly. She had a phone call while we were at the restaurant and she agreed to something.

Our seats at the show were on the third row and both of us loved it. The people in lizard costumes walking headfirst down a wall freaked me out.

After the show Holly said she had a client upstairs and we separated. I was hoping for a thank you kiss but had to settle for a wave. I wandered around a little but soon went back to my room. I waved at Liz as I walked by. She was not surprised Holly was not with me.

I had taken a shower and was naked in my bed trying to get my cock interested in picking a porn movie when I heard a knock on the door and Holly say, "It's me."

I put shorts on and let her in.

"Take your shorts off and get in bed," she said.

Stunned I did as she said.

"Don't cover up."

I was soon watching her take most of her clothes off and begin to caress her body. I had the hardest erection I had ever had.

"Don't touch yourself yet." She urged me.

She was kneeling at the foot of my bed nearly naked, pinching her nipples and caressing her pussy under her panties.

She began to masturbate.

"Touch yourself but don't cum."

She was suddenly careening to an orgasm and she moaned, "Now."

I shot my load in less than thirty seconds. She had her orgasm before the last of my cum oozed out of me.

We stared at each other for a few moments, and then she said, "Get dressed. You owe me coffee and pie."

We got dressed and we sat in the shop drinking coffee and eating pie, coconut cream that night.

"You have now seen what I do for extra cash. Are you upset?"

"I am happy and empty. I hope the housekeepers don't charge me extra."

She laughed and said, "That was a lot more stuff than I normally see. You are more likely to get offers."

"Do you usually have orgasms?"

"No, although that was my third today. I did cum with the woman. In fact I broke a rule and let her kiss me and touch me.

Cums for me are very rare with guys, they cum quickly, a lot sooner that it takes me. I held you back because I wanted us to cum together. I do fake it very well. And no it wasn't."

"I owe you fifty bucks?"

"No, I made one hundred today and enjoyed myself. It was a good day."

"The second client was respectful?"

"Not really. It was the same woman from this afternoon."

I lived in a town full of bisexual women so her revelations were just barely mildly interesting to me.

"Where are we going tomorrow night?" I asked with hope.

"Nowhere. Mom said nothing on your list is available. It is Thanksgiving Day."

"Oh, are you and your family celebrating?"

"No, Mom has to work and Dad is in Reno, he found a part time job there. They get very busy when skiing season starts."

"I would be honored if you shared dinner with me tomorrow."

"Honored?"

"Yes. Honored."

There was a shade of surprise in her face and a small blush that I did not understand.

"I have a girlfriend that does not have anything planned either. May she join us?" she asked me in a small voice.

"Of course, it's Thanksgiving."

"Thanks. I know just the place but we will need a cab," she said enthusiastically.

"Mom works at three tomorrow. Would that be OK with you?"

"Perfect."

When Liz came over for her Holly told her about our date for Thanksgiving dinner. I did not understand the look Liz gave me.

At three the next day I was introduced to her friend and we went to a place called Aunty El's. It was somewhat northwest of the strip and was a restaurant for locals. They had a complete turkey and fixings dinner on special and the three of us ordered that.

It was delicious.

Holly's friend was a very cute black girl name Rhonda that was a schoolmate of hers. They also worked at the same club. Her mother was working serving drinks to gamblers at Wynn's.

Rhonda was great company to Holly and pleasant company to me.

Aunty El herself came over and kissed both girls on their cheeks but did not stop so I was not introduced.

"She probably thinks you are a client. I will straighten her out," Holly said.

As we were ordering dessert I ordered two dinners to take out. Rhonda was confused but Holly knew and gave me a big kiss.

"The dinners are for our Mom's," Holly told her.

Rhonda sobbed and buried me in kisses.

"Hey, hey, he's my date," Holly said.

I may have blushed.

Aunty El kissed my cheek as I paid the bill. I got a very fine smile from her.

We dropped off Rhonda at Wynn's then went to the Imperial. Liz was on break and we took her dinner to the break room. She gave me a hug and a wild kiss and I left Mom and Daughter together.

Turkey has the power to put you to sleep and I was mostly asleep in bed when Holly came up. She went straight to my bed and we lay down. Within three minutes we were asleep.

Liz and Rhonda's mom Elaine awakened us.

When I opened the door they noticed that Holly and I had been sleeping in the same bed and in fact Holly was just waking up. They also noted both of us were fully dressed.

Elaine hugged me and thanked me. Liz hugged and kissed me. Rhonda jumped into my arms and tried to devour me. Holly got up and slapped her ass.

The three walked out and Holly gave me a long satisfying kiss and followed them.

I had four spots to install scheduled for Friday. As it turned out my last one was at the club Holly worked in.

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