One week later

Hey my sweet, sweet big boy personal trainer, how much will it cost for me to have you for an entire week? I have an idea but only you can really help me with it.

I look at the message from Betty and smile. It depends. For you I would do a lot of things for free. Like giving you some hard, long dick. Sucking and licking your pussy. Embarrass your little daughter.

Good. Pack your luggage, I will get a cab. Don't forget your passport. The plane leaves in two hours.

I pack my bag and wait for the cab and Betty. We arrive at the airport but I am still unaware of her plan and where we are going. She is wearing very tight yogapants and I am pretty sure, she isn't wearing any underwear.

Where are you taking me? I ask while getting seated in first class. I promised her not to look at the gate and spoil the surprise for myself.

Just relax Joe. It is a surprise. Look, Caro sent some pictures from her honeymoon. She shows me a few pictures, but besides Caro in a Bikini, they are pretty boring. We get served lunch and then dinner. In the meantime I watch a few movies before we are getting ready to land.

You can look out of the window. You might now know where we are going. I look outside and spot the famous look of Las Vegas. Sin City itself. I smile and kiss Betty. Thanks sugar mommy. She smiles and kisses me before snuggeling up to me.

We take a cab from the airport but not before changing our outfits to suit the warm weather. With only a bikinitop and hotpants, Betty looks very hot and we seem to grab a lot of attention. We arrive at a expensive hotel and get to exploring the Strip. While Betty is looking at some new shoes I spot a familiar face. I walk over to him and introduce myself and ask him for a favor. We exchange numbers and he leaves before Betty comes back to me in slutty high heels that make fat ass look even better. We eat and go back to our hotelroom to catch up on some sleep and fight the jetlag.