Holiday in Vegas

Every now and then, Tera would travel over to nearby Las Vegas from her current hometown of San Francisco for short haul holidays or breaks. It gave her an opportunity to relax and have some breathing space from the hectic requirements of her job, her kid and her social life there. To her, it was necessary regardless, since she has to keep up appearances at some venues around the glitzy neon city, both of her choosing and without. There were various other reasons why she goes there. Her idea of fun on holidays is letting loose with her other self with legs spread open and lips puckered up to various men who approach her. They would not know it until later, of course, unless she was in the mood for a little deviant behavior. The last time she was here a few months ago, she kicked up a storm of adventures which still made her panties damp every time she thought about it.

Even though it was only an hours flight at domestic, she takes the time to get to the airport early via her personal limo. She was dressed in a white two piece halter and short skirt with matching white shoes. Her carry on luggage was an expensive looking silver bag that carried all her womanly essentials. Accessorized with diamond earrings, meticulously mature makeup, and a pair of black sunglasses to keep the paparazzi away with some anonymity, she sashayed her way into the terminal to check herself in before wandering the departure terminal floor. All along the way, she gets numerous looks for passers-by over her goddess like physique. The woman stare in envy and the men stare like wolves. They could not see her eyes look upon each one of them, but she has been eyeing the boners in their pants growing large as she walked past them, only imagining the wonderfully dirty things they could do to her wet and secretly willing holes.