both those events really happened    

In Nov 2019  on one of my trips to Vegas I was staying at The D - on Fremont Street. I was at a show in 4 Queens Hotel and Casino  called "The Spirit of the King" - An Elvis impersonator and his son were performing the act.  When the show ended, around 9:00 PM I walked out..  I had a deep dish pizza at the Chicago Brewing Co - which is a small pizza shop and a Cigar Bar - great fuckin' pizza.

 
My plan was to head out on Fremont and enjoy the bands. I was also thinking sex and fantasizing how cool it would be to bang some of these hot chics on Fremont  

 
As I was walking out the 4 Queens, right where the Kings Bar is, i locked eyes with a young woman. She smiled. I smiled back. One thing led to another and I bought her a drink at one of the bars outside. It was like $8 or so.. Probably $15 now lol.  She said she was ready to play if I wanted it and it would be $125.     She was really well spoken, had good manners and hygiene.  I later on found out on TER that she was what is referred to, but seldom discussed here, a Casino girl.  

 
I took her upstairs.. We had sex. No BJ and only light kissing and condoms were used.  Ironically, sex with a casino girl was more safer than some of the stuff i have done with providers on TER.. LOL  

 
She asked me where was I visiting from and I told her Northern VA. She said she comes to Tyson's Corner sometimes as she has family in DC area and wouldn't mind hooking up if she found herself there..  She had Northern Cali / Oakland area code...  I tried talking Oakland A's and Billy Beane but she had no idea what I was trying to get at..  

 
I spent rest of the night enjoying lots of good music and dancing away..  Fun night in Vegas.

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Man... I wish I had an encounter like this

.... when I was managing a restaurant, one of my employees had a telephone call.  It was for one of my food servers.  He was a good-looking guy around 20-years-old and a real ladies' man.   He wasn't able to take the call but I stayed on the line with the woman, and we chatted for quite a while.  She sounded older than the young man she wanted to speak with. We were flirting back and forth and having a good time.   She invited me to her house the next day for some carnal fun.  

Not quite the result of a 976 call, though similar, but the outcome was still the same.  She was in her 30's and a lot of fun.   I only saw her that one time.  

Honestly, I have more of these stories than I do relationships. I won't bore everyone and tell them all, nor will I list them. But I will share one.

 
It was in my senior year at college. After a night on the town, the boys wanted to hit a strip club. I wasn't really feeling it so I kind of watched from the back wall. Two of the guys managed to convince two strippers to come out with us. After some drinks, we brought them back to my place. At the time, I was in a property my college was leasing. It was a huge 11 person suite. And, it was the summer and I was the only one who was transitioning from summer housing to fall housing. So, I had this huge flat to myself. And, the strippers just thought I was rich. We didn't tell them the true details.

 
I'm still a little distant. The hotter one offerred to make eggs. A few of the boys were hungry. I showed her to the kitchen. We started chatting. Something took me over and a pressed her up against the wall and we made out. She made the eggs and fed the boys.

 
I pulled her into one of the rooms, and told the guys to get the f out. Before I knew it, we had our clothes off and fucked like rabbits. Afterwards we talked. She gave me her phone number. She said we should throw a party like Risky Business. I bring my rich friends and she brings her stripper friends and we make lots of money. I said sure. I never did call her. But it was a fun night.

I live in an urban high rise where some of the units are corporate housing. This means that a new employee from out of town can stay there until they arrange permanent housing. This is good because it can give women a sense of passing through, just like women on vacation.

I sauntered into my local bar and spied an empty chair next to a buxom blond. Her face wasn't great, but definitely not a double-bagger. I asked if the seat was taken and she said "No" in an inviting way. We hit it off and talked for an hour, at which time I learned she was staying in corporate housing in my building,

We started walking home, when I remembered a story about a guy meeting a girl at a bar, and then sincerely offering:  "If you come home with me, I'll go down on you all night. " In the story, she takes him up on it.

Now that you know where this is going , I did make a sincere proposal and she said I was very inappropriate, but she agreed. She said she'd take a shower and come by. After 45 minutes, I thought "Oh well..." Then, I heard a faint tapping at the door. She entered with a bottle of wine and wearing spandex work out clothes. I helped relieve her of her clothing and went to work. Yes, she came a few times, but then a strange look came over her face. She was sobering up, and wondering "What the Hell am I doing?"  

I saw her a day or two later in the laundromat and she looked like she wanted to crawl out of her skin with embarrassment . I asked her out again. and she shuddered. I learned later that she was the new dean at a local college,and was fearful I'd out her. I told her I'd never do that and after a few weeks, she was gone.

Make a great, true story, one that I won't tell my grandkids!

My first real girlfriend, or so I thought, was married with a kid.  I was heartbroken.  She was in the middle of a divorce and I was her rebound.  I've also been cheated on so I'm not really interested in cheating spouses.

Now open relationships, that's a different story.  My thoughts are, if everyone is consenting and adults, go for it.

A few years back, I was occasionally known to have impulsive moments from time to time. Living in Montreal, I had flown to meet a client in Miami and had a short layover in NYC heading back. I was flying out of Ft Lauderdale and sitting at the airport bar, where I struck up a conversation with a gentleman. We were getting along famously, so he went to the gate, told them we were husband and wife, and asked if they could seat us together. More drinks and conversation ensued on the flight and by the time we landed in NYC I was changing my flight so I could spend the night with him in his Manhattan hotel.  Dinner, more drinks and we both ended up too drunk to fool around!  I went home in the morning and we didn’t bother to exchange information, just thanked each other for a good time and shared best wishes for the future.

I'm one of those (rare?) chicks that *loves* anonymous encounters... Hence my presence here. While I'm not really brave enough to walk up to strangers in public, hence the internet, there was this one time...

I was on Long Island, at the dead end of the LIRR line. I missed my train, so I went to the station bar across the street and ordered a drink. Small town, the bar was empty except for one well kept looking man. Conversation started, and apparently we had both missed our trains into Manhattan.

We had time to kill, so we slaughtered it with several drinks. Tipsy and on the train,a super hot makeout session ensued... Not sure if other passengers could see how far we were getting with each other, but they knew enough to give us our space and we barely cared anyway.

It was a long ride, but we eventually ended up at Penn Station. We straightened ourselves out as best we could, and exchanged numbers - he was on his way to work, and he volunteered to get a hotel afterwards so we could finish what we started.

About halfway through the day, I came to my senses and left him a message that said I wasn't going to see him again.