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Subject: {ASSM} (MF+ FF prostitution) The Brothel Trip
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WARNINGS: This story contains material of a sexual nature. The
story depicts consensual sexual activity between men and women,
or women and women. If you live in a backward society, like the
United States or Iran, in which it is illegal for you to know
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consequences for you.

The Brothel Trip

It was a beautiful fall morning when I arrived in Reno. The skies
had been swept clean and clear by rain the previous night. The
air was cool and brisk, the early morning sun brilliant. I
checked into the hotel, dropped my bags in the room and headed
downstairs for the first day of my company's annual strategic
planning meeting.

Sitting through the boring details of capital ratios and budgets,
the day seemed to stretch on forever. I had a peculiar restless
feeling in my stomach because I knew I was only thirty minutes
from some of the best brothels in the world, Madam Kitty's, Kit
Kat, Moonlight Bunny Ranch, and Sagebrush Ranch.

Let's start at the beginning. When I had found out I was going to
Reno for the meeting I began researching entertainment on the
web. By happenstance, I ran across a web site on the ranches. I
had never been to a Nevada brothel before.  The more I read, the
more I knew I HAD to experience this once myself.  When I was in
the Air Force I had traveled all over. I'd been to Southeast Asia
where the women ran hot and cold in the streets. I'd been to
Germany and Amsterdam where the profession is legal and
respected. The local brothel where I lived in Germany,
Anabellahaus, was also the disco and gasthaus. I still remember
window shopping in the famous red light district of Amsterdam.
But I'd never been to the legal facilities in Nevada.

Here I was in Reno and all the months of fantasizing were coming
to fruition. All day, as various people droned on, I was thinking
about the women I was going to meet. Visions of blondes,
brunettes and redheads in Victoria's Secret outfits danced in my
mind.

The meetings wrapped up in the afternoon and we all adjourned to
the bar for some drinks and 'networking.' Several guys were
standing over by a window that looked out over Lake Tahoe. It was
a magnificent view, snow capped mountains, brilliant white
clouds, tall pine trees and azure water. The subject of the
Mustang Ranch came up. Even though none of the guys had ever been
there, a very detailed discussion followed. Umm, how did they
know all this and never been there? Umm, specific girls, prices,
and 'war' stories were discussed but nobody had been there. I
asked about the Carson City ranches and didn't learn much.

After an hour we all headed into the restaurant for dinner. I was
sitting next to our VP of Human Resources. Lisa is an attractive
lady, early thirties with short blond hair, and a shapely body.
She certainly not a model but is an attractive lady. In guy talk,
I wouldn't mind doing her. Anyway, she's married and with all the
harassment laws, it's professional death to come on to a
co-worker anymore. Even though I had a few glasses of Cabernet, I
wasn't thinking sex. Ok, I'm a guy and I was thinking sex, but
only in a general way.

About half way through dinner, Lisa leaned over and said quietly,
"I overheard you guys talking about the Mustang." I didn't choke
on the wine only because I was so shocked. The muscles kind of
froze where they were. Finally, I finished swallowing.  'Oh
shit,' I'm thought. 'I'm about to get fired.'

"Yeah, I think somebody did say something," lamely. I covertly
looked around and saw that everyone else was involved in his or
her own conversations. Nobody else was listening, Whew.

"It was more than that, wasn't it?" Lisa smiled. "I mean, it
seemed like a very detailed discussion."

Jeez. What's going on? Is she going to bust everybody? "Well,
maybe. I mean I wasn't paying much attention," even more lamely.

"You weren't? I thought I heard you asking a question."  Some
people were now turning toward us. "We can talk about it later."

My mind was in turmoil the rest of dinner. Thoughts of how I was
going to explain away a bunch of guys talking about brothels
without ever admitting that we were talking about brothels went
through my mind. Dinner certainly didn't taste all that wonderful
anymore. After dinner, Lisa made sure she was by my side as we
all filed out. Heading up the elevator not a thing was said. I
stepped off while the others continued. Good! She's not
following. I turned and there she was following me out. Oh no. I
mumbled, "I thought you were on the ninth floor?"

"Oh, yes. But we were going to talk remember," she said still
smiling.

I stopped in the hall. "Yes, that's right." I was standing there
with my hands in my pockets not able to think of a thing to do.

Taking my arm and turning me around, "Silly. We can't just stand
here in the hall. Let's go to your room." Once in my room, I
tried to appear at ease. I'm sure I failed. You know that feeling
you had as a kid when you get busted dead to rights. You know
you're going to get it. You know there's nothing you can do. You
just sit there waiting for the world to end like a deer in the
headlights of the semi truck.

She broke the ice. "Look, I heard you guys talking about the
Mustang ranch and I heard you asking about the brothels in Carson
City. So quit trying to act innocent." Christ, the jig is up. I'm
cooked. "I'm not asking as the HR person. I'm not trying to get
everyone in trouble. Really, I'm just curious."

Salvation? Oh Lord, let it be true. "Oh, ok. I don't know that
much. Just what I've read and heard."

"Have you ever been?" she asked nonchalantly looking down at her
fingers.

"No, I haven't."

Her head came up. "C'mon, tell me the truth," her eyes bored into
me.

"No really, I haven't. There's this site on the Internet and I
read about them. But I've never been," letting my runaway mouth
get he better of me in my rush to not get busted.

"Surfing the web about brothels? Why were you doing that?"

Busted. "I wasn't searching. I was just reading." She just stared
at me. Daring me to continue what was so obviously a lie. Damn, I
wish I could lie well. I stared back knowing anything I said
would be held against me. The only thing I wanted held against me
were beautiful breasts attached to a beautiful woman.

"Do they let women visit the ranches?" Lisa asked almost lightly,
trying to sound unconcerned perhaps and looking down again. Now
my mind was really racing. She's married. She can't be asking
about going herself. She looked up and had a small smile on her
face. I couldn't read that smile. Maybe she's bi. Does she want
to go herself?

"No." (Pause. Shit. I've put my foot in it again.) "What I mean
is from what I've read they only let in couples."

"Well," Lisa said after a moment of silence and putting her hand
on my arm. "You'll just have to come with me." Watching me, she
laughed. "You should see the look on your face right now."

"Christ Lisa. What am I supposed to think?"

"That you're going to have a great time. And don't start pulling
any crap about you don't do this. You didn't do all that research
for nothing. You didn't ask those questions for nothing."

"Lisa, I've never been to the brothels. That's the God's honest
truth."

"But you are planning to go. Aren't you?" accusatively eyeing me.
She noticed the jump. "I knew it. I've told you my secret. Now
you be straight. Fess up," once again smiling.

"Ok. I was kinda planning to maybe run down and just see what
they are like. I mean, it's just curiosity. I wasn't going to do
anything. You know, go to the bar and have a drink and look
around. Just curiosity," I said.

She just looked at me with that little smile. "You know. You
really don't lie well."

"Ok. Yes. I was maybe going to go down to Carson City and visit
one of the ranches."

Lisa smiled and stood, "Let's go."

Feeling like the world had just gone slightly out of kilter, I
stood and off we went down the elevator, out to the garage and
into her car. Within minutes I was sitting in her car heading
south on 395. I still couldn't believe I was heading to a Carson
City brothel to get laid with a VP I worked with. I was sitting
there trying to think of something to say, unsuccessfully, when
Lisa broke the ice. She asked me to tell her everything I knew
about the ranches. I explained about how it's all negotiated
prices and services, not fixed price. Each girl sets her own
price and the depth of your wallet is the limit. How guys get a
line up in the parlor but they take couples to a private room and
bring the girls in one at a time. How much it would probably cost
if we negotiated a fair price. How they'd have girls of all
types, young and old, blondes and redheads, petite and valkyries,
good looking and not so good looking. She talked about her likes
and dislikes and what she was looking for in the party. We
decided that we'd want at least two hours. I was thinking maybe
three hours in one of the Jacuzzi rooms but wasn't sure I could
afford that. Lisa said we were going Dutch. Wow. I was starting
to get that feeling in Mr. Willie.

Before I knew it we had entered Carson City. A few minutes later
we turned east on highway 50 and headed out of Carson City. Man,
time flies when you're fantasizing. I had directions but no map.
I was worried that I couldn't find the brothels. I mean, out here
in nowhere and no good directions. Wouldn't that be great? I
bring Lisa out here to get laid and can't find the place. I got
that dreadful feeling that I was going to screw this up and not
only miss a great lay but wind up looking like a doofus. I was
frantically, while trying to appear calm and composed, watching
every road and lane we passed to make sure we didn't pass the
place.

A few miles outside of Carson City we crested a hill and bang, I
see these bright neon lights from a mile away. I expected the
brothels to be hidden, not lit up like Times Square. Oh, I guess
this isn't going to be so difficult. We turned onto Kit Kat Lane
and found the parking lot.

I was both nervous and excited at once. There they were Kit Kat,
Madam Kitty's and the Sagebrush ranch all clustered around the
parking lot. The three brothels were within a few yards of each
other. Goddamn! The Disneyland of sex for men. Oops. With Lisa
sitting beside me I realized this is Disneyland for sex for both
genders. Everything I had read over the past months about these
places was running through my mind.

"Well," Lisa said. "We're here. I'm nervous. How about you?"

"Yeah. I've got major butterflies," I said laughing. Man, that
was an understatement. I was so nervous I  doubted I could walk
up the ramp yet alone get a hard on once I got there. If I'd been
alone, there's a good chance I would have backed out and driven
back to Reno. But, with an attractive woman sitting next to me, I
had to be cool. Couldn't let her see that I was scared.

"Let's go before I change my mind," Lisa said voicing my exact
thoughts. I got out of the car and my knees didn't buckle. Good
sign. We headed up the ramp to the Sagebrush. The gate was locked
and I pushed the button twice. I read that 'old hands' always
pushed twice. We were buzzed in and walked up the ramp. At the
front door a woman greeted us and quickly ushered us through the
parlor and down the hall into one of the Jacuzzi rooms. I was
sure from her look that my two-button push hadn't fooled her. We
looked like rookies. The Jacuzzi room was quite nice. It had a
large bed, deep pile carpet and a large Jacuzzi sunk into the
floor with a tile area surrounding the tub. It was almost
tastefully done.

Once in the room we settled down on the sofa and the manager
asked, "What can I do for you tonight?"

I mumbled something, caught me breath and said, "We'd like to
spend some time with one of the ladies." Sometimes I can be a
brilliant conversationalist, now wasn't one of the times. Looking
at our hands she noticed Lisa's ring and I guess assumed we were
married to each other.

"Is there anything in particular you'd like. We have many ladies
who would love to spend some time with you." Lisa and I had
talked about what we wanted on the way up and she quickly went
through our desires. Me, I just wanted to get laid by a beautiful
woman so she had no trouble summarizing my desires. The manager
left and a few seconds later in came a beautiful woman. She was
about 5'5 and had short red hair. I'd guess she was about 25, the
age when a woman blossoms into full sensuality. She was quite
pretty with a womanly body. I was a goner. I've got a thing for
redheads.

She introduced herself as Sheriden. I sat unable to say anything
while she and Lisa talked. Before I knew it Lisa was handing over
a credit card and Sheriden was asking me to drop my pants.
Embarrassed I did so. She looked at my package and explained that
they were required to check all men for health reasons. She
started to leave to run the card and said we should get in the
Jacuzzi and she'd be right back.

There I was standing with my pants around my ankles and Lisa
looking at me.  I was already feeling dumb when she burst into
laughter. First turning red, then realizing how silly I looked I
started laughing too. The tension evaporated. I started pulling
off my clothes while Lisa did the same. She looked better without
the clothes than she did in clothes. Starting with those
beautiful hooters surmounted by large and now very hard nipples,
my eyes traveled down over belly to the tuft of hair between her
legs. My eyes kept sweeping down then up. She was a real woman,
complete and very sensual. The electric anticipation was really
kicking in now. I'm going to get laid by TWO beautiful women.

We jumped into the tub. In a few seconds Sheriden showed up with
the credit card receipt which Lisa signed. Sheriden slipped out
and back in no time. She stood by the tub and slowly removed her
clothes although she wasn't wearing much. The tension was really
building, but this time it was erotic tension. I was hard as a
rock. Sheriden poured herself into the tub with us. We talked for
a while getting comfortable with an occasional hand or foot
rubbing or touching some place or other.

After a little while Sheriden had moved close to Lisa. I saw
Lisa's eyes close and her head tilt back and she let out a soft
mewl deep in her throat. Damn, I wish the water wasn't in the
way.

"Let's get dry," Sheriden whispered.

I bounded out of the tub and headed for the bed with little willy
pointing the way while thinking, 'I don't want those ladies dry,
I want them wet.' Lisa and Sheriden took their time drying each
other off. God, but it was erotic watching two women rubbing each
other. They joined me on the bed. We'd had appetizers, now on to
the first course. It turned out to be me watching as these two
women went at it. My raging stiffy would not go away. I tried to
watch every touch and kiss and lick trying to learn something. In
truth, I was so entranced watching and the effect on me was so
profound that I was almost in a dream state. After Lisa had what
looked to be a tremendous orgasm, they finally fell apart
gasping. I was nearly as exhausted as the girls and I hadn't done
anything except fight to keep my hand off my member. I didn't
want to waste my cum in my hand. I wanted to umm, share it with
the women.

Sheriden recovered first. She looked at me and crawled over to my
lap. She had me lay back as she played with my dick. She slipped
a condom over me and took me into her mouth. I'll skip the
details but it was heaven. While I was moaning Sheriden climbed
up and mounted me. Lisa had recovered by now had rolled over and
was alternating between licking my nipples and kissing me and
occasionally kissing Sheriden as she pounded away on my dick.  A
condom usually makes me very slow but with two beautiful women
working I erupted. After I'd calmed down, Sheriden went and got a
warm cloth and cleaned me up.

We cuddled for a while and talked. Something quite unusual
happened. I never lost my erection. It got a little soft but
didn't ever go away. I never had that happen before. God I was
aroused.  Sheriden asked Lisa if I was always like that.

Lisa answered, "I don't know. We aren't married to each other." I
nearly choked again. This woman kept surprising me. I was
beginning to think she was doing it on purpose. Sheriden looked
surprised but took it all in stride. We had to explain to her how
the hell we wound up together in a brothel. She smiled a
mischievous smile and said since this was really a special day
she'd have to make it a day to remember.

She rolled over to Lisa and started kissing her. Then she pulled
Lisa over on top and into a 69. As I watched, Sheriden motioned
to me to come over. She spread Lisa's lips and smiled and winked.
I got behind Lisa and Sheriden guided my dick into Lisa. As I
entered, Sheriden went back to licking. Lisa threw back her head
and moaned.  It wasn't as easy as it sounds because I had to be
careful not to bang Sheiden's head while I banged Lisa so I
didn't get deep. With me fucking her while Sheriden licked, Lisa
was bucking like a bronco. She moaned and bucked until I came
again and fell back on the bed. Sheriden quickly came up for air
and went to get more towels. She cleaned both of us up. Two
incredible orgasms and I was wasted. Lisa lay back the flush
slowly disappearing from her chest.

We rested for a while and climbed back into the Jacuzzi. We
talked and laughed. Much too soon a voice came over the speaker;
our time was up.

"Would you like to extend the party?" Sheriden asked.

I looked at Lisa, "I'm wasted. I don't think I'll be any good."
She agreed so we begged off. We all dried off and dressed.
Sheriden walked us to the front where she gave me a hug and
turned to Lisa and hugged her as well. Several men in the parlor
were looking at us and as they realized I was there with my
'wife' and had just had a threesome I could see the looks of
jealousy and envy cross their faces.

We walked out into the cold air. It was a shock to come from an
atmosphere of heat and sensuality where time seemed to disappear
into the cold night air of mundane reality.

On the way back to Reno we both sat with our thoughts and
emotions. As we approached Reno, Lisa said, "Thank you for taking
me. I could never do that with my husband. I die if he knew that
I had a fantasy about women."

"My pleasure. I assure you. And Lisa, you might be wrong about
that. He might like it just as much as you."

"Promise me that you'll never tell anyone at work that we were
together tonight."

"Absolutely," I answered. "And the same here." She smiled and
nodded.

When we parked, Lisa leaned over and kissed me; a deep passionate
kiss that had me tingly. "That was thanks. And also a last kiss.
Tonight never happened. Ok?"

"Yes, I understand. Thank you for the most memorable night of my
life," I said.

It was almost midnight as I crawled through my door and collapsed
on the bed. I lay there for a while a broad smile on my face.
Tomorrow I would return to earth. Tonight, I was blissfully
floating in paradise.


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