A lass in Las Vegas

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This thread is closed for me and Las. Who knows what will happen later when the story gets on its way.

OOC:
Eric Steward was a 6 feet tall, blue eyed guy with short blond hair. He spent his days sitting behind his desk at the local bank but had managed to stay fit at the age of 36 thanks to his interest for karate. Some of his customers at the bank hesitated a bit when they heard that he was training karate but Eric had found out that it gave him the best workout a man could get. The training also worked as meditation for him, he always managed to stay calm as a cucumber even when the times were ruff. He knew it was joss and nothing else when something went wrong.

IC: This was something Eric had wanted to do for a long time but it wasn't until now that he had the time and money to fulfil his dream. He had always enjoyed to play a game of black jack or to try his luck at the roulette. He wasn't a real addict but he sometimes lost a few bucks more than he could afford when he got tipsy.

He had checked in at his hotel for a long weekend in Las Vegas during the afternoon. He was more than happy with his suite, it had everything he wished for, a bedroom with a huge bed, a bathroom with a jacuzzi and a living room with a couch and a couple of chairs. Their were fresh flowers on every table, a small fridge and a bar with all the drinks you needed. The furniture was chosen with style, maybe with the exception of the bed who looked like you could tie an elephant to it. The first reaction from Eric when he saw it had been a laughter but he soon saw the opportunities that it opened.

He had taken a nap during the afternoon to be prepared for a long night. This was Vegas and Eric had decided to enjoy every minute of it even if it ment staying awake till the morning.

He undressed, picked up the robe marked Ceasars Palace and went to the shower. He looked into the mirror, grinned to himself and said
"Watch out Vegas, give me 30 minutes and i will come and get you"
 
This was June’s “After Divorce Party”, and she was looking forward to it. Almost two and a half years of litigation and lawyers, and she had enough. The girls at the office has witnessed and been pulled into June’s ongoing saga of misery. The last three years of her marriage had been quite awful, and the divorce was not pretty. She continually thanked God that there were no children. That would have made the ordeal excruciating. The office was her one saving grace, a place to throw herself into work and for 8-10 hours a day, not think about “him” and his fucking divorce. The girls had been wonderful to June and today, the day the divorce was final, they presented her with a long weekend in Vegas.

June has never been and she was quite excited. She needed a few days all to herself to relax and let go. She loved playing Blackjack at the tiny casinos in the mountain towns of Colorado, but had never gotten the chance to play in any sort of big league play. Not that was the main purpose of her getaway, really her main purpose was to get the hell out of Denver for a while. That and….maybe get laid. June had not attended to her own needs in quite some time. A good weekend of meaningless sex sounded like something she could use. She was very proud of her attractive body and she felt that getting all she needed out of Vegas would not be a problem.

“Ladies and Gentleman, the weather is Vegas is a balmy 92 and the time is 6:42 pm local. We will be landing in approximately 7 minutes. Thank you for flying Frontier Airlines.”

Her excitement was growing and as she felt the plane touch down, she could feel goose bumps rising on her arms. June has never gone anywhere alone, but instead of nervous, she felt the possibilities of the weekend and it excited her.

June quickly disembarked, found her luggage and searched out the shuttle for Caesar’s Palace. She hurried through check-in and was anxious to see her room. She knew that the girls had gone all out and wanted to see what that entailed. She was not disappointed. It was beautiful! The room was a suite, and was just incredible. She tossed her luggage on the enormous bed and began ruffling through her suitcase for an outfit for the evening. Making her way to the bathroom, she could not help but notice that it was the size of her entire living room at home! A whirlpool bath! That will feel fantastic before bed, she thought. Wanting to shower before putting on fresh clothes, she drew the water and took a last look into the mirror…
“Give me a half hour, Vegas…and I am at your mercy!”
 
Eric

The hot water hit Eric's body as he was standing in the shower. It almost felt like a relaxing massage when the warm water ran down his body. His mind started to drift away and he could almost see the grin on his friends face and hear his final words ... "Remember one thing Eric, you will have to choose your destiny in Vegas... I can wish you a good luck or a good fuck .. but not both" ... and if it was one thing Eric needed now it was some hot, wild sex and to be honest even a quick screw would do since he hadn't had sex during the three months that had gone since he broke up with his girlfriend.

It took him almost half an hour to shower and get dressed but Eric was finally on his way down to the casino dressed in a yellow summer shirt and blue pants. He almost got a shock when he stepped out of the elevator and walked into the casino and saw what seemed to be endless rows of slot machines with a man or a woman in front of most of them.

He walked further inside the room, saw the exchange desk and got the necessary coins to start his gambling. Eric made a stop at a slot machine, had a few losses and decided to move on towards the gambling tables to try his luck there.

He went into the next room, a room that was filled with blackjack, dice and roulette tables. He soon found an empty seat at a blackjack table and sat down. The table was in a calmer area of the room but still gave him a good overview of it.

The croupier nodded towards him and dealt the cards, cards that looked good to him but he still lost to the bank. The old man to the left of him gave up after a few rounds but Eric's confidence got a boost after that he had won three rounds in a row, maybe this was his lucky night after all.
All of a sudden he felt a hand on his shoulder and as he turned around he heard a voice say
 
"Can I squeeze in here?", June asked the man as she nodded to the empty stool next to him.

Feeling refreshed from the shower, she had thrown on what she called a "casual cute" outfit consisting of a tight, white t-shirt, and a yellow and green plaid, knee length skirt. Paired with a pair of sling back sandals, she felt rejuvinated and ready for the action that Vegas had promised her. She made her way down to the casino floor and skipping the slots, craps, and poker, she headed straight for the Blackjack area and began staking out a table.

She had been watching this table for about a half an hour now. This was a much higher pace then Blackhawk, she grinned to herself. She figured it would serve her well to watch a bit, cocktail in hand, before she jumped into a game. It was a 10$ table, and back home, she made a rule to never play at anything higher then a 2$, but the girls had warned her cheep ass that she would have trouble finding a table that low in Vegas. So, even though it was much too rich for her blood, she figured she would give it a shot. She had a great ability to play for hours on her 100$ limit back home, so she was hoping to carry some of that luck here. Besides, it certainly could not hurt sitting next to the guy that seemed to be winning. And not to mention the fact that he was damn cute.

"Before you say yes...I have to warn you that I am far from a great player, I do not count cards...as a matter of fact, I barely pay attention to what has been thrown, so please don't fault me for hitting or not hitting. I mean, you know...causing you to then be delt a crappy card!" She tried to be joking, but it was true. Even at the 2$ tables, she had been scolded a few times by more serious players. She batted her eyelashes and smiled, hoping that he would allow her in.
 
Eric

"Can I squeeze in here?"

Eric turned around and saw an attractive woman behind him. He was about to say yes as soon as he saw her tight t-shirt and green skirt but she continued to speak before he had a chance to answer. He got a good chance to look at her as she spoke, she was a woman with a body that would make more than a few males turn their head after her here in Vegas. He wasn't sure about her age but she looked to be at least five years younger than him.

He smiled at her as she stopped talking, winked and said
"Hush, don't you know that it is forbidden to count cards in Vegas" and continued with "please have a seat .... I promise you I will never complain to you about hitting unless you plan to hit me instead of hit on me"

He saw a smile on her face as she sat down beside him and the croupier delt them their cards. Eric was hoping to be able to talk a bit to her but she seemed to be very focused on the game and with a good reason since she started to win directly. He seemed to be loosing his luck again, partly because his mind was more focused on the girl beside him than on the game. Four rounds later a small pile was gathering in front of her.

Eric turned towards her and said "I think you look great".
It wasn't until he saw the amused smile in her face that he realised what he just had said and started over again "Errrr .. I meant it seems as if you are a great player " .. "Nice to meet you .. I'm Eric"
 
“Well Eric, nice to meet you. My name is June, looks like I have a bit of beginner’s luck!” She smiled and took the opportunity to give him a long look.

He really was a good looking man, and the Freudian slip did not escape her. She was pleased that she found someone to flirt with so soon into her Vegas adventure!

She leaned closer into him as she took the next hand. Wow, he smelled fantastic, she was always so sensitive to scents, and she felt the first stirrings of desire welling inside of her.

“So June, what brings you to Vegas? First time?”

“Yes, actually. My first time in Vegas, so far I like what I see.” She gave Eric a quick, hopefully flirty wink. “My girlfriends sent me out here. They think I need to experience a bit more of what life has to offer.”

“And what about you June? Do you think you need more experience?”

“I am always up for doing something that is new and different.” June could not help but wink again. She was enjoying this. She had not had a fun and flirty relationship with a man in a long time. She had missed it and planned on taking full advantage while she could. “Tell me Eric, how long are you here for?”

“June, I think I will be here just long enough.” Now, it was his turn to wink!

She took the opportunity to laugh and slip her hand onto his leg. Trying to remain casual, but yet leaving no mistake to her intentions.
 
Eric

Eric enjoyed the flirt with June, there was something about her that made him feel attracted to her in a way he hadn't felt for years. It wasn't so much her physical appearance as her laughter and the relaxed tone in her voice when they talked to each other.

Suddenly Eric felt her hand on his leg, at first he thought it only was an accidental touch but he knew that June was fully aware of what she was doing when he felt a light squeeze followed by a gentle caress. He could feel his body respond to her touch. He caught a wink in her eye before she started to concentrate on her next hand.

They continued to play and flirt for an hour or so, Eric was satisfied that he managed to play without loosing too much money, but June was almost bubbling over from happiness since the pile of money continued to grow in front of her.

"I'm starting to get hungry, would you like to join me for dinner Eric ?"

It wasn't until then Eric realised that he hadn't been eating since lunch.

He gave her a teasing smile and said "Sure, your place or mine ?"

"I was talking about dinner not dessert Eric"

"That's me in a nutshell June, always trying to be one step ahead"

They were still laughing when they left the table together and went to the restaurant. They ordered their food and shared a first glass of wine. The waiting for the food was long but none of them bothered since they were too occupied with each other, both telling bits and pieces about their background but mostly they were flirting and teasing each other.

Eric was in a good mood, Vegas was turning out much better than he ever expected and he would gladly stop gambling and spend the rest of the weekend with June in his arms instead. If he had looked closer into her eyes he would have been able to see that she shared the same desire as he did.
 
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