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Maybe he was worried he’d lose interest in sex when he finally settled down. That he’d reach a point where emotion wasn’t going to be a part of it anymore and he would just be a machine in bed. A living, talking, fucking, life-sized vibrator with a tongue.
“I’m just… I don’t know, Mother, just getting into the mindset for tonight, I guess.”
“We’ll have to talk later, because I can tell when one of my boys is stressing out. I won’t let this slide, but you’ll talk to me when you’re ready. Won’t you?”
Aaron sat still for a moment. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was a little routine that calmed him and put him in the mood he wanted for the night. In control and ready for seduction.
He nodded to the woman. “See you tomorrow, Mother.” He walked to the door, grabbed his suit jacket and flung it over his shoulder.
The Lake Tahoe area wasn’t crammed full of large casinos like its famous neighbor, Las Vegas. As she drove around she saw a few large hotels of course, and a lot of small shops and places to eat along the way. It was set up for both winter—with the skiing shops—and boat places for spring and summer water sports. It’s a romantic sort of town that dabbled in the evils of gambling. It was just perfect for Janice.
The casino was crowded but not wall-to-wall. People were tossing money around and playing the slot machines as usual. The smoke made her eyes water at first but she soon got used to it and hit her favorite game, blackjack.
As the night went on Janice got hotter at the table. Her cosmopolitan drinks were tasty, but she nursed them while she played. For some strange reason she couldn’t lose at this table with this dealer. She was getting lucky, and her heart was thumping with excitement as the chips piled up next to her elbow.
Between deals, she noticed a man watching her. He’d been at the table but wasn’t playing cards. He had been relaxing and then moved when people started crowding the table. The small hairs on the back of her neck stood up as he continued to look at her intently. She liked the thought of a man paying attention to her, but wasn’t quite sure about this one. He looked like he was undressing her with his eyes.
Dark hair, tall, a strong build, tanned, handsome and very well dressed. He stood out in the crowd without trying. Janice kept peeking up toward him as she played. His grin when he caught her eye made her thighs hot and her panties moist. This guy was sex on a stick, and she wanted to ride his stick.
Damn, that guy is fine. If I’m getting this lucky at cards maybe I’ll get lucky and take him with me?
Distracted, she shook herself back to the game at hand. I feel like a slut. I don’t think like this. Maybe I should. To her surprise, she realized she had to be up by around ten thousand dollars if she’d counted the chips right.
“Well, this is my last hand. Time for my break and a dealer change.” The dealer smiled and leaned over the table to deal the last hand of her shift.
“Wait.” Janice looked down and pushed out the table limit of chips on her spot as a bet. “I might as well go for it.” She didn’t have a damn thing to lose. It was also her basis for getting the guts to walk over and ask that fine hunk of man for drinks and a good fuck.
The dealer tossed the cards around the table, and Janice didn’t even bother to look at the first round. She was setting her sights on a bigger prize. When the second round of cards appeared, she smiled as she got an ace of spades to go with her queen of hearts.
Well whaddya know? She really was getting lucky tonight.
But being a sensible woman, she deposited most of the money into her account and quickly dealt with the paperwork. She knew if she kept it she’d be tempted to gamble it away. In her current state of mind she was up to trying anything.
The walking hunk of sex wasn’t by the blackjack tables anymore. She glanced around and didn’t see him immediately, but as she casually wandered toward the casino bar, there he was, sitting at a stool alone.
Her heart started pounding and a dozen or so thoughts crossed her mind. Should I offer to by him a drink or just drop down to my knees and blow him? I wonder if he really noticed me or was watching the game of blackjack. Why do panties always creep up your ass when you get nervous?
Stepping up to the bar, she opened her mouth to speak but he beat her to it.
“Can I buy you a drink?”
His voice was deep and strong. He glanced up at Janice and cracked a small smile. Her panties went from being a nuisance to a savior as she became wet with desire.
Holy shit. I’m going to burn for the things I want to do to this man.
/> “I was going to ask you the same question. I’ll have a cosmopolitan. Thank you.”
He motioned to the bartender and asked for a cosmo and a rum and Coke for himself. “Old habits die hard. Always loved my rum, but can’t drink it too much because I hate Coke.”
She took the stool he offered and their conversation ran the usual gamut of being in Lake Tahoe, first names and the weather. He was flirting, and Janice loved it. Her guard was down and the desire to cut loose a little took over.
“This is fun. I’m really having a nice time. I don’t mean to sound like I’m feeding you a line but you look really familiar. Aaron, what do you do?”
“Honestly? I get paid to make women feel good.”
“Oh…” After a moment she got it. “Ooooohhhhh, sorry, blonde moment.”
“But you’re not blonde. Of course I could double check to make sure.”
