[video_boy]

We ate our meal and there was an obvious attempt to slow the revving of both our engines. The evening had just begun and neither of us wanted to peak too soon. Conversation waxed and waned between the benign and the boring until near the end of the meal.

"So," Shannon began, "What are the plans for the rest of the evening?" She gave a sweet and innocent smile.

"Well, my lady," I began thoughtfully, "I thought we might hit a dance club before heading out to the strip club that I made reservations for. But, I am open for suggestions."

"I have a better idea, I think, Shannon began to squirm a bit in her seat. "Why don't we head straight to the strip club. What time are the reservations for?"

I glanced down at my watch and informed her that we had about an hour and a half to kill before out suite at the club was reserved.

"Suite?" she questioned. I explained that the strip club had private suites overlooking the stages and dance floor. She appeared intrigued but lost in thought at the same time.

"Well," she finally said, "I am sure we can figure out a way to kill some time. But, when we get to the club, I want you to drop me off first, give it 15 minutes and then you can check into the suite. We should act like we don't even know eachother. Let me tease and flirts some of those naughty boys at the club and, when your ready, come down and have a drink at the bar. We'll find eachother."

I gotta admit. I was confused. Here I was thinking that we could spend some "quality" time together and here she was trying to ditch me.

"You know," I said, "One of the perks of the suite is your own private stripper for a half and hour. I really wouldn't want you to miss that." I was really just bying time to try and figure out what her motives were. I had a flood of thoughts that she had now developed a taste for other men and, once that pandoras box was opened, it would not be able to be shut again. I truly felt that she was simply wanting to checkout the scene and try and find the next dick she was going to fuck. Suddenly, I was beginning to feel very vulnerable.

Shannon laughed lightly and explained, "Let's just say that I have a few suprises for you up my sleeve for you tonight as well and leave it at that. I love you so just go along with the program. But, I should tell you, that I knew we were going to a strip club. They called to confirm our reservation while you were downstairs."

The only thing that was clear at this point in time was that I was not in charge of the evening. Shannon was and, I could either go along and trust that things would be alright or offer resistance. We arrived back at the limo and Charles was given instructions to drive around for a bit before dropping Shannon off at the club at 10:15PM. I reached into the duffle bag that I was carrying and grabbed one of the joints. Opening the sun roof, I blazed the joint, took a healthy drag and handed it to Shannon.

"A joint," she exlaimed, "Seriously." She laughed uproariously and took the joint from my finger tips. I poured another round of drinks and we enjoyed the nice warm desert air on our faces as we drove around Vegas getting stoned. As the drug began to take effect, everything suddenly just felt right. I remember having such a great feeling envelope me as I sat next to my beautiful wife. We began to laugh at the silliest of things as she cuddle up tight to my chest.

The time simply flew by as Charles voice came through the speakers and announced that we were a block away from the club. Shannon sat upright in her seat and began to check her make-up in the mirror. As she did so, she said, "Whatever you do, don't forget the camera." Seeing the puzzled look on my face, she took one last drag of the joint, reapplied her perfume, looked me as the limo came to a stop and said as she exited the limo, "See you in a little while." That evil smile that suggested she knew a hell of a lot more than I did.

I watched as she walked up to the club doors being escorted by Charles. She stopped, got on her tippy toes and whispered something into Charles ear. Before disappearing behind the tinted doors, she handed him a small envelope and went inside. Suddenly, that uneasy feeling had returned and a grabbed the joint from the ashtry and took another toke myself.

Charles started the limo and pulled away from the curb. He lowered the divider between us and handed me the small envelope that Shannon had given him. "Shannon told me to give this to you." I open the envelope and inside were two capsules and a note written on a posted note from the hotel. It read:

Take one now and one before you come downstairs to get me.

Love You, Shannnon

"What do you think these are?" I said to Charles as he had conviently kept the divider down. I think he was even curious to see what was in the envelope.

"Let me see one," he said reaching back his hand. He examined the pill and started to chuckle to himself. When he handed to pill back to me. "It's safe to take."

"Great, she's not trying to kill me but what the hell is it?" I asked Charles again.

"Well, sir," he began, "I don't want to be out of line but it is for your manhood."

"Huh?" I was even more confused, "There is nothing wrong with my manhood, why do I need this pill?"

Charles explained that it was a popular pill used to enhance a man's erection. It had things like L-Arginine and Horny Goat Weed along with a bunch of other stuff. Charles chuckled and said, "I guess she doesn't want you to peter out tonight." He laughed so loud that it made me laugh. I popped the pill in my mouth and washed it down with the vodka-cranberry I was drinking.

Charles pulled up to the curb of the club, go out and opened my door. I put a twenty in my hand and gave him a firm shake before walking up to the club doors. I was aware that I could not feel my legs hit the pavement as I strode and I knew that I was as high as a kite.

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