My best friend Dan and I went on our annual guy’s trip to Vegas. As usual Dan was pressing hard to meet someone to have a 1-2 day fling with, but I was mostly along for the ride. Ready for some serious wingman duty, drinking and naps by the pool.
On our second night there, around 10pm (after some serious pregaming), we hit the bars and just had drinks and talked to people. After a few hours, Dan met someone, a cute latina girl named Jackie and they were chatting it up pretty seriously. So I did what any good wingman would do, I said I needed to use the restroom and I just never came back.
I walked down the strip to another hotel, and another bar, and kept up the drinking, but with a party of one. I keep myself pretty entertained and am good at talking to strangers once I have a few drinks in me, so it’s not sooo bad. This threesome (two girls and a guy) start talking with me as they were waiting for their drinks at the bar. Once the drinks arrived one of the women motions to a booth and says I should come drink with them. I’m more than happy to oblige. The women are fairly conservatively dressed and in their mid to late 30s. The guy seems a little out of place as he’s dressed up to go clubbing and maybe 10 years younger than all of us.