Dead Man's Hand ((UnHolyPimpHand & Little_Tease))

[UnHolyPimpHand]

2017: Last Day of Summer

Vardan Sarkesian leaned against the back of his plush leather chair in the office of his strip club Yerevan. He was losing patience and this asshole was making less sense the longer he went on—Gary Marshall was a small-time statistics professor and a big-time gambling addict. He owed money all over town and was notorious for flushing away every dollar that crossed his path.

Gary hadn’t just been unlucky at the tables, but also in life. His wife—the primary breadwinner in his household, died in a car crash several years prior, but rumor had it that between her personal fortune and the life insurance payouts, Gary’s wife’s untimely demise had left him quite well off financially, but nonetheless, here he was—begging Vardan for a loan.

“Have you ever seen ‘Mean Streets’?” Vardan asked at last, interrupting Gary’s stammering with a completely new subject.

“Mean Streets?” Gary had a bad habit of getting parrot mouth when he was flustered.

“See, in ‘Mean Streets’ Johnny Boy, when confronted about his nonpayment of loans, he goes on a big tangent about how he’s borrowed money all around town and never paid back nobody, now nobody wants to loan him money—except for this wise guy, who’s face he’s getting in. Johnny Boy goes on to say that the reason this wise guy loaned him the money after everybody else in town turned him away is because he’s a chump. And he’s never going to get his money back because he’s a chump and he deserves to lose his money,” the music was thumping against the outside of the door, designed to be soundproof, but wasn’t quite equal to the volume of the club’s sound system, “is that you? Are you a Johnny Boy?”

“Am I… a Johnny Boy?”

“Yes, Parrot Mouth! Are you someone who thinks he can make a chump of me? You think I’m so stupid that I lend money to deadbeat who still owes other people? You know what happens to Johnny Boy?”

“N-nothing good, I’ll bet.”

“Nothing good is right. Certain people are not made fools of. You understand what I’m saying to you?”

“Yes, I understand perfectly—I’m sorry if I made you feel like I think you’re a chump. It’s because of your intelligence that I bring this to you, you’re the only one who can appreciate the opportunity. My debts are all settled, my wife’s estate handled that—you can ask anyone. I’ve seen the bottom of the pit, but now I’ve seen the light. The house always wins. Now, with my wife gone, my daughter starting college in the fall, I have tons of space, centrally located with more than ample security to keep the cops off of us. I just need an investment for the tables, machines and staff. I’ve got this gorgeous young lady who I met recently… she’s dying to invest. I just need a little more to do it right—this time in two years it’ll be like printing money.”

“Why wouldn’t I invest in someone who wins at cards?”

There was a long pause.

“Why wouldn’t..”

“If you repeat what I just said I’m going to beat your skull in.”

“You don’t build a profitable casino by populating it with sharks. The sharks go where the prey fish go—that’s the school I swim with. I know how to get in touch with the losers and bring them in—they’ll attract the sharks simply by bleeding.”

“I like this metaphor.”

“But do you understand it?”

There was a long, tense moment where Vardan stared daggers at Gary from through the curtain of his dark hair. When he turned in his chair to open the safe, it seemed like an even money bet as to whether he was reaching for cash or for his pistol to murder Gary where he sat. Gary breathed a sigh of relief when Vardan dropped several stacks of crisp bills on the desk, still wrapped in the bank seals. Four bundles, labeled $100,000 each.

“You won’t regret this!”

“No, I won’t. I hope you don’t either.”




2019: First day of Summer

The golden rays of sunset were streaming in through the shutters over Cory’s small bedroom window of his downtown apartment. He was already shirtless and as his lips moved gently against Sarah’s she yielded into the bed softly, at last. His hand moved slowly over her bare stomach, sliding up under her shirt, caressing her perky breast through her silken bra.

“I love you so much, baby,” Cory whispered, trying to gently reassure her while also asking for more, “I have a condom. Do you—do you feel ready? I mean, you’re going back to your dad’s tomorrow, it might be weeks before we can see each other again.”

Cory’s hand closed tighter around her breast as his other hand slid the button from its hole on her jeans.

“Do you want my last memory of you to be you turning me away cold for the millionth time? It’s not that I don’t respect you, for wanting to wait…but like… people used to get married at thirteen and they’d die at thirty. I want to live my life for now, don’t you? Not some time in the past or future. Just tonight.”

He kissed her again, his tongue roaming hesitantly against hers as he unzipped her jeans and slid his flat hand inside, feeling for the raw nerve of her clit with the pad of his middle finger.

*-*-*

“Blackjack, a winner again, Sir,” Gary grinned despite the intensity of sweat moving down his forehead. If Vardan cashed out just then he’d overdraw the cage—it was bad enough that he owed the Armenians so much money, if they discovered that the casino itself was under water—unable to match nightly winnings, they’d surely feel even less inclined to give him more time.

“Where’s that lovely new wife of yours?” Vardan asked across the blackjack table, smoking a cigarette and nearly finished with his third Scotch, “such a beautiful woman. Someday you’ll have to tell me how you got her.”

“She’s getting some sleep, she had a long night down here. I couldn’t really tell you how I managed to get so lucky with her… I guess I’m just an excellent bluffer.”

“We both know that’s not true.”

They shared some grim and insincere laughter.

“I’d better get going,” Vardan said at last, after Gary hit a sixteen with a nine, “you can just add all of this to what you owe me.”

Vardan finished his drink and flicked his cigarette onto the carpet, not the first to take that liberty. Gary stood stunned for a moment, did Vardan know that they couldn’t afford to cash him out? Was he daring Gary to take this for granted? To be Johnny Boy?

“Thanks so much, Boss!”

“You’re running out of time, Johnny Boy.”

“D-don’t worry, boss. You’ll get yours, I promise!”

“One of us will. That’s for certain.” Vardan remarked as he was leaving. Gary just sighed and started locking up the casino until the next night.

 

[Little_Tease]

Sarah was an only child from Gary and since her mother had died in a car accident she lived with him till she would go to college then she would live on the campus, Sarah was sweet 22 years of age, she was going to go to College in fall she was so excited. She wanted to spend the summer with her boyfriend Cory before she went to college then they would probably see each other less as she would be busy with her classes.

She was very innocent looking. Chestnut hair, the length was a bit longer then her shoulders and had brown greenish light eyes, effortless smile, she was not really tall only about 5,2 or so but her attitude could make up for that if she wanted to but she was more the shy good girl type only a bitch if someone made her be one but she wasn’t the type to be trampled on or at least to tried not to be one.

She had slept over by Cory they had been together for a while now but she was still a virgin she had always wanted to wait for the wedding night finding that always so romantic though Cory sometimes gave her this feeling that if he kept that up she wouldn’t be able to hold that thought very long. He was so good looking, and she loved him, and they cuddled mostly and made out mostly only petting and such since she never wanted to go that far or at least not yet.

It was this one morning she was at Cory’s he stood before her kissing her softly wearing only shorts she had a not to tight of shirt on cute lacey bra and matching panties and short jean shorts on as she kissed him back he yielded her to the bed she laid down with him on top of her almost. Feeling his hand run up over her bare belly and under her shirt she gasped softly and leaned in the kiss more.

Her heart started to race as his hand went farther up, she wiggled under him slightly as she wrapped one leg around him as her hands were wrapped around his neck. His hand found her breast under her shirt but over her lacey bra, he then whispered between kisses that he loved her she nodded softly and said it back to him as he then told her he had a condom and asked if she was ready and it might be weeks till they see each other again she gasped some and broke the kiss to look at him clearly.

His hand gripped her breast a bit tighter which made her bite her lip some she wanted to but on the other hand she didn’t want to, she wanted to react to his hand unbuttoning her jeans but then he asked her if she wanted his last memory of her being that she turning him away so cold for the millionth time. She whimpers some and blushed.

“Cory, I don’t want you to think I am only a tease or such but… “

As she tried to tell him why she wanted to wait to make it perfect and at the right time and that she was scared even and nervous what if she wasn’t as good as his ex-girlfriend or other girls he had already had she was 3 years younger then Cory but as she wanted to tell him that he leaned in and kissed her again. She then suddenly felt his hand slip in her pants and slide under her lacey panties she went to hold his arm as if to ask him to stop.

Though when his finger found her clit she gasped in the kiss and her back arched as her hips moved slightly as if to give him more room. She had pleased herself a few times and he had rubbed against her many times as well but something about his bare finger on her bare clit now felt so much different and she felt as if she could only breath inwards but not out again.

Her hand went to Cory’s chest and arm as she gripped to him breaking the kiss but not pushing him away not yet at least as her lower lip was a brush away from his as she whispered.

“Please Cory…. uhhhh..!”

She was getting confused her body started to get hot and she felt so different then when she pleased herself as if this was the first time ever, she closed her eyes for a second as she bite her lip almost nipping his as she does as she tried to catch her breath as it was getting faster and not just from kissing but what he was putting her threw. She had to stop him now or she would not be able to if he kept this up even a second longer.

“Ohhh god Cory please…!”

She could not say stop no matter how often she said it in her mind it just did not roll over her lips she arched her back slightly as her hips moved against his finger.



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Ginger was 28 years old and had a master mind in how to trick men over and get what she wanted when she wanted it and had always thought of starting something that a man thought was his idea and was in charge of but to be the master mind in the shadows of it and in control. She had met so many men but most of them saw threw her and did not trust her enough so she could take control till that one night she met Gary.

He wasn’t bad looking either and he was a broken man and needed a woman to show him life once again so she thought she found her sucker but what she didn’t realize was that she soon would really fall in love with him. They got together talking over the bar and about dreams they had she played all innocent like the most men liked as she listened to him talk about a casino and so and she knew it she found her jackpot she had been searching for a while now.

She soon found out he also had a daughter not really much younger then she had been and wondered how that would work but she would make it work and if she had to talk the girl into leaving or moving our or such she would make Gary hers and only hers.

After some time it all worked and the day he came home telling her that he had the money and they could make their dream come true she smiled kissing him deeply and since she didn’t care who gave it to him or such she didn’t ask. After they had all things running, she was happy and could see herself swimming in money but for some reason it was not working out the way they had planned it and all. She worked hard to try and make this work, but something kept coming up or getting messed up.

She had worked on the tables trying to trick the most men into making mistakes while wearing tight outfits where some would think if she breaths in everything would pop out, but nothing really worked.

“Gary hon I am going to go lay down some I’m tired and it can’t get any worse tonight…!”

She said giving him a kiss and then going upstairs to her room to lay down and hope maybe he had some luck or better said she would that some high roller would come in and lose lots of money so they might make some black numbers and not only red ones every night. She started to fear what might happen if that one guy finds out they cannot pay him if he might not just take it out on him but also her.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Cory smiled, his lips just faintly grazing against Sarah’s as she gasped and moaned. It didn’t take him long to isolate the smooth mound of nerve endings from under the taught hood that sought to hide it. Everything about Sarah’s pussy was taught, barley a wrinkle anywhere and nary a fold. It was the kind of pussy that ancient artisans would carve out of marble or Georgia O’Keefe would paint into a flower. It was a flower—and it was slowly opening up and blooming just for him.

“Yes,” Cory sighed in response to her pleas, using the coarse pad of his middle fingertip to stroke the tiny little pearl from below, the loops and swirls of his fingerprint coaxing it further and further out from under its pink hood, “yes, baby. I love you.”

The word “please” was consent enough for Cory, who was beginning to feel like his 7” erection might tear through his jeans. If she couldn’t say “no,” he was going to say “yes,” for the both of them. His thumb joined his middle finger, beginning to pinch and squeeze at her clit, forcing it out, little by little.

After some more slow, deep kissing, Cory leaned to one side and dragged his teeth slowly down the side of her angular, flawless neck before raising his head and tugging her shirt up and over her arms, tossing it onto the other side of the bed.

He returned to the kiss like a man possessed—the movement of her hips exciting him beyond measure. He doubted if he could stop himself now anyway, so he continued. Still kissing her, his hand that had removed her shirt went quickly to his own shorts, unbuttoning and removing them with an urgency like they were on fire. When his hard cock sprang free, Cory pressed his tongue against hers and guided her hand to the long, veiny shaft. Though his cock wasn’t small, it wasn’t thick either—wide like a Snickers bar more than a Pringle’s can. Nonetheless, it was the biggest Sarah had ever touched.

The benefits of being first.

After a moment or two more of mutual masturbation, Cory extracted his hand from Sarah’s shorts in service of removing them entirely, which he did with some effort. Not being a slut, Sarah was not well practiced in the art of arching out of her clothes while they were removed by someone else. So many things Cory wanted to teach her…

Caressing her thighs now, Cory sprinkled kisses along her pronounced collarbones before moving lower on her toned body. He took the edge of her panties between his teeth and dragged them down her thighs slowly, letting them fall down past her knees and diving between her thighs—face first.

Cory’s tongue quickly took over for his finger, rubbing tiny circles over the pink, exposed pearl of her clit—erect and almost naked from attention. At last he slurped it into his mouth, sucking hard as his hands moved up her hips to caress her chest through her bra again.

“I love you,” he panted, before thrusting the full length of his tongue inside her, thrashing around and lapping at her juices.

*-*-*

The holier part of Gary told him to go upstairs and join his breathtaking new wife in bed, get some sleep before the weekend crowd started turning up for the casino. It told him that Vardan was trying to help him, buying in for ten-k and not cashing out the fifty he’d won. It told him that that money could back the cage and actually open up a route to solvency if he could just hold on until Sarah got back—a young thing like her would lure in plenty of dead money. It told him to hold-fast, that a way out was materializing if he could just stay patient…

But that part of him had very little control compared to his inner devils. They told him it was too late already. They told him that his only hope was to hit a long shot. They reminded him that the Greyhound track opened in less than an hour.

Gary’s inner devils knew that the Off-Track Betting magazine was right next to the bourbon.

Gary poured brown liquor over ice and casually tossed open the magazine, hunting for the date in the listings. Next he went to the earliest race of the day and slowly ran his index finger over the list of names of dogs slated to run. His finger stopped abruptly—so too did any thoughts of saving the night’s drop or joining Ginger in bed.

Last Hope

It felt like destiny.

Who named their greyhound “Last Hope?” What were the odds that this one dog, named after exactly what Gary was looking for? It had to be at least ten-million to one, Gary figured. Better yet, Last Hope was (fittingly) a long-shot—his line running at 40:1 when the magazine was printed.

It was perfect.

After Vardan’s abandoned buy in, the previous night’s take was around 35-K. He could back the action on the floor with twenty-five—even on a busy Friday, which meant that he could bet Vardan’s ten on Last Hope. If the dog won, he’d have the four-hundred grand to pay off the principal overnight! Then it would be no problem to cover the VIG over the next three months—he could be free and clear.

“Yes, hello? Is Sal there?” Gary didn’t even remember dialing.

“You got him.”

“Hey, Sal—it’s Gary!”

“Gary Marshall? You still owe me five-grand! Is this about you paying up?”

“Well… yes and no. I’ve got a hot tip on the first race at Foxwoods. I’ve got to get this bet in.”

“Why would I take a bet from you? You owe me money.”

“Look, that five is small potatoes compared to what I’m trying to do…”

“Your credit is no good here, goodbye.”

“W-wait! I’ve got cash! If you send by a courier, I can get you the bet in cash. Twice what I owe you.”

“How is all that going to happen before the race?”

“Just trust me, please! Take my bet now. If the courier can’t collect, you add it to my tab and get to keep the winnings. I want ten large on Last Hope, he’s 40:1 and I just know he’s going to win it. The Friday 7 AM First Run.”

“You sure do squirm with the most vile and detestable of parasites.”

“Please… I swear, this is my big moment. I can make it all right. Just take the fucking bet!” Gary was shouting now, not being considerate of his over-worked spouse, trying to sleep at 6:40 AM.

“The courier will be there in fifteen. You’d better have that cash.”

“You bet I will!”

Gary finished off his drink as he hung up the phone, all but sprinting back to the living room where the drops had been carefully counted. He altered the numbers to exclude Vardan’s ten-k in the book. Gathering it together in preparation for Sal’s courier.

Gary turned on the television and changed to the public access station which ran footage of local dog and horse racing events. The graphic was already advertising the 7 AM race.

Foxwoods 7 AM Greyhound 500m.

1. Vagabond
2. Loony
3. Happy Days
4. Last Hope
5. Farmer’s Daughter
6. Life on the Loam
7. Slim Shady Remix
8. Big Slick
9. Gen. Custer
10. Better Lucky Than Good

 

[Little_Tease]

Sarah was feeling something new deep inside of her start to light up a fire, she had never felt this before and the way Cory gave her this thought of being mean to leave him all this worked up and just leave him she just couldn’t bare to say no to him and for some reason she didn’t even know if she could say no now. Her breasts rose and fell to match her breathing though she felt as if her heart was going to jump out of her chest, little did she know that this wasn’t even a bit of what she would be feeling.

She moaned out softly his name in the kiss as his fingers teased and pleased her pussy, he then took her hand and guided it to his shaft she gasped some pulling away for a second before she shyly wrapped her fingers around him as she moved her fingers up and down slowly as if to feel what she had in her hand. She was not sure what really, she should do other then what she had already seen in movies or from hearing and all.

All her friends had sex she was the last of them that still hadn’t and some of them just couldn’t understand it and always teased her about what she was missing out on and if she was so smart as she always gave to be then she would let cory fuck her and show her what real life was and not just books and all.

Her hips started to move slightly against his finger she closed her eyes as well when he stopped kissing her and moved lower, she was so nervous. She wanted him to keep up but something inside her wanted to also wait as she thought about asking or pleading him to stop though she wasn’t sure if he could any more and how much pain she would put him threw if she did. One of her friends talked about blue balled guys that she tortured that way to turn them on till they couldn’t stop any more and then just left or such things and that they would be so tortured by it she wasn’t sure if that was true but she didn’t want to put Cory threw that.

She gasped

“CORY!”

and jumped as she suddenly felt his tongue between her legs, her mind wanted her legs to close and push him away but what her legs did was part a bit more as her hip moved naturally towards his mouth as if begging for more. Cory was her first in all what he was now doing to her, she tried to tell her she loved him, and he loved her and it all would be ok even if it was before marriage.

One free hand even went to his head between her legs running her fingertips threw his hair as if to tell him she was liking this but somehow, she knew he already had noticed that. She started to blush as she got wetter with each flick of his tongue, she even asked herself if this was normal and if this always felt this way or only because it was the first time.

She tilted her head back some biting her lip some more to muffle her moans as she was afraid, she might be to loud or such. God, she felt as if she was on fire and something deep in her wanted more and that scared her on one side, she was not sure about it. She whimpered some.

She felt his hand on her breast his tongue between her legs which also made her thighs shiver uncontrollably her breathing was getting faster at each movement his tongue made and she got scared as it was all getting closer to the point in no return. She feared not only to have over stepped a boundary in her wishes but she also feared the pain that would come from the first time was it really that painful would it go away right after wards or would it stay.

She could not help but beg Cory to stop she was afraid to go any further.

“C... Corry please… I.....i…I can’t oh god! Please…!”

she wasn’t sure what to do maybe if she would help him cum with her hands or even maybe with her mouth that he wouldn’t be mad at her, maybe he could see her fear of what was going to come or not or maybe he was just to lost in pleasure and would be mad at her she didn’t know what to do.



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Ginger had gone upstairs to lay down and sleep some as the next day was going to long enough and she could only hope better then the last few days. She knew if they could not get more money in it was going to look very bad very fast.

She got upstairs standing by the bed and got undressed and got on a silk gown as a PJ and yawned some as she laid down in bed pulling the blanket over her some. She had fallen asleep quickly as she tried not to think about their problems and only about nice things.

It was then he sat on the bed edge behind her and almost yelling at someone she moaned some and hit the bed behind her some as if to tell him to shut up. He was then suddenly quiet and not in the bedroom any more she feared he had done something stupid or something went wrong, and she could not sleep any more till she found out. She sighed some getting up looking around as she stood up to find him.

She found him in the living room sitting on a chair looking into his glass and holding the phone in the other hand just looking at the glass. She walked over to him and straddle his lap wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him softly and then traveled to his neck and whispered in his ear.

“Is everything ok you sounded upset ….?!”

Her fingertips ran up the back of his head though his hair some as she kissed her way back up to his lips nipping once at them before kissing him. She loved sex and Gary wasn’t that bad in it better then the most Ginger had had in her life and it was moments like this that made the best but what she didn’t know was that they didn’t have much time till he had to go downstairs or someone would come up looking for him. She moved her hips slightly as if to turn him also on as her thoughts went if you cannot sleep then you might as well fuck.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

The time between when the courier left with the cashier’s envelope full of cash that Gary had no rightful claim to, and the start of the race was filled with drinking and anxiety. He paced and drank, and eventually he called Sal to check on his bet. For a moment, Sal teased the idea that he still wouldn’t take the bet—it was then that Gary forgot all about Ginger trying to sleep, going back and forth with Sal. He sat on the bed before her gentle moan reminded him that she was trying to sleep.

He was drunk.

There was no denying it, and before long, what remained of the bottle of Vardan’s favorite imported Scotch was empty. It seemed like everything in the world came to a halt when the race broadcast began at two minutes to seven.

Everything shrank down to the size of the television set in front of him, he felt like he was standing on the dirt of the track. He could feel the dirt between his toes. A bell rang and the gates slammed open—ten lean, muscular, muzzled greyhound purebreds took off at a sprint, their legs churning under their angular bodies. They wore colored bibs with their lane numbers printed on them.

Gary felt the rush of their bodies whizzing past him…

“GO! Go Last Hope! C’mon Boy!”

In his head, Gary heard the trackside announcer as though through mounted bullhorns—

A-nd they’re off—comin’-down-ina-first-straightaway-it’s-Loony—Loony Tunes-startin-real fast-outa’da-gates! Chase pack is forming right up behind, it’s Slim Shady Remix, Better Lucky Than Good and Last Hope—all drafting off the leader going into the first turn!

“Last Hope! I need you, boy! Come on—make a move! I need this!” Gary followed the turn of the camera, down the final long straightaway opposite the starting line.

Outa-the-first-turn-it’s Slim Shady Remix making her big move, breaking round-the-outside-round-the-outside!

Gary laughed out loud. It was a pretty hip joke for a trackside dog race caller.

Following-up-her-move-on’a-flank it’s Last Hope-breaking hard after Loony who seems to be losing steam! Comin-ina-da-final-turn it’s Slim Shady Remix nose-to-nose with Last Hope—Last Hope is breaking to the inside!

“Yes! Yes! Get that angle you glorious fucking dog!”

Comin’-ina-the-final straightaway-it’s-Slim Shady Remix and Last Hope-pullin’-away-froma-the-pack! Loony is fading fast! It looks like it’s Last Hope, edging out Slim Shady Remix by a nose, coming into the last turn—from the back of the pack, it’s Better Lucky Than Good—coming on hard in the final fifty!

“Better Lucky Than Good” words known to every gambler—they rang out like a curse now. He should have seen it coming… he was going to lose this.

“Please! Last Hope! Please don’t fuck me on this!”

Slim Shady Remix is fading back while Better Lucky Than Good is coming on strong—he’s gaining on Last Hope with the finish just meters away—it’s between Better Lucky and Last Hope as they cross the line!

There was a bright flash, a photo finish—even standing on the dirt of the track, the finish was too close for Gary to call. He filled his glass from a new bottle and drank deeply, this one was vodka.

Ladies and gentlemen, what an exciting race—coming down to a pho-to finish between Better Lucky Than Good and Last Hope. Our judges trackside are going over the negatives…

Please… Please God, just help me this one time…

The camera zoomed in on the binary lighted board. The names went up from bottom to top.

5. Loony
4. Gen. Custer
3. Slim Shady Remix

Then there came a pause that seemed wide enough to hide a black hole from a bloodhound.

2. Better Lucky Than Good

“YES!!!!” Gary’s shriek seemed to make the windows rattle.

1. Last Hope

“Oh my fucking God!” Gary sighed, collapsing backward into his chair. His heart was racing. He’d done it… he’d made the money to settle his debts. It was like a weight had been lifted from his back and he was floating up toward the ceiling.

He was still sitting there in stunned silence when his smoking hot new wife came in to straddle him, grinding against him with her hot pussy bare against his slacks. She whispered in his ear and ran her nails across his scalp in that way that he loved.

Gary was the luckiest gambler ever to live.

“I won…” Gary muttered at last, his voice barely more than a raspy sigh, “We! We won! Baby! Holy fuck! Forty to one! We Fucking Won!”

Gary’s energy ramped up quickly and he grabbed her firm, round ass in both hands—picking her up and spinning her as he dropped his glass onto the carpet and spun her around.

“Four!” He kissed her full lips, “Hundred!” Another kiss, “Thousand!” Kiss, “Dollars!”

Gary kissed her deeply, passionately—with a fire that had been missing from their relationship since the casino first opened. He pulled one hand back to spank her barely clothed ass, tumbling with her onto his plush, red velvet couch—the casino motif had spilled heavily over into the main living areas.

“I’m going to fuck you!” Gary declared, riding the edge between slurring drunkenness and absolute triumph—oddly similar reactions when felt in tandem. “I’m gon’ fuck you so fucking goosh!”

Gary was trying to unbuckle his belt, but it felt like a Rubik’s Cube in his drunken fingers.

“Take my pants off! Last Hope just paid off our worst debts!”

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The narrow sliver of an objection that Sarah was finally able to give voice to was nowhere near enough to pierce Cory’s lust driven onslaught. He plunged his tongue in deep inside of her weeping, virgin twat—chasing after the steady stream of wetness that she was producing. When he got so deep that his nose was roughly pressed against the underside of her clit, he shook his head back and forth—changing the angle, depth and width of his tongue with each second as he shook his head like a dog trying to get dry.

Cory dragged his tongue along the upper walls of her pussy on its way back out to her clit, where he sucked it into his mouth again and battered it with his tongue like a speed bag. When his mouth pulled away with a pop, he climbed onto the bed like a predator—seamlessly mounting her like prey.

He didn’t wait for any more words. She’d said “please” at least a half dozen times and never said no. She was consenting. He’d challenge anyone to say otherwise. So with her consent proactive and enthusiastic in his mind—Cory plunged his cock all at once into her virgin pussy.

“Like ripping off a Bandaid,” Cory grunted as he felt the warm dribble of blood reaching his balls, “relax, relax baby. It’s going to feel better soon—just relax. I love you.”

And just like that, Cory was moving, thrusting his hips forward to abuse her untouched cervix with the tip of his pointy cock while the bed slammed the wall loudly.

“Oh fuck! I love you so much.”

More thrusting, something like a rhythm emerged, the strikes from the headboard against the wall gained a musical quality as a rhythm set in. Cory slid his hand under her bra to squeeze her perky breast, his fingers smeared blood on her creamy chest.

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” The headboard agreed each time he said it.

 

[Little_Tease]

Ginger hat straddled his lap and hoped he was turned on or at least she could turn him on as she did want some attention from him as it had been to long or she might just go find a other guy downstairs to give her a quickly she thought but as he then mumbled something she looked at him wondering what he was talking about.

She screamed out some in surprise and fear as she had smelt he had to be drunk as he jumped up holding her and then started spinning her around, he then kissed her lips passionately between words, it took her a few seconds to realize what he was talking about but as it hit her she wrapped her arms around him screaming out and jumping slightly in his arms up and down kissing him back.

“Don’t you dare fucking joke about this….!”

She said looking at him before he then leaned in to kiss her passionately back this fire in him, she had not felt for a long awhile now. He kept kissing her as he then tumbled with her on the couch, she gasped some but did not move other than wrap her legs more around him. He broke the kiss to tell her he was going to fuck her she smiled nibbling her lower lip as she nodded some, she then begged him.

“Please do fuck me Baby this cunt misses your cock so badly…!”

Seeing he was having trouble with his belt and she hungered him now even more she helped him and opened his belt and his pants pulling them off as quick as she could as she whimpered some while kissing at his neck and ear as she moaned softly in it.

“Oh god please Fuck me good and hard show me what a man you are….!”

She felt as if she had an itch she could not scratch and only a guy that fucked her just the right way could, and she so eagerly needed him to. She started to breath quicker and her heart beat got faster while her thighs shivered and were nicely spread while her legs eagerly tried to pull him closer as her fingers wrapped themselves around his cock to free it and play with a bit to make sure it was nice and hard and ready to fuck her.




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She had tried to tell Cory she did want to wait but the more she tried the more he tried to please her she felt as if he was trying to keep her so pleased and full of lust that she wouldn’t be able to say anything else then moan.
His tongue was working her virgin pussy nicely as she wiggled and bucked slightly with her hips, he was started to get her all worked up that she herself couldn’t say no anymore, she didn’t know what he was doing with his head or tongue but it felt so good and her thighs shivered.

Her finger tips dug into the sheets below her as her body reacted to his touch and started to even beg for more though her mind tried to keep her safe, it was then that he climbed up on her like she was his prey she gasped as her hands went to his chest as if to hold him off as she whimpered his name but before she could plea him not to it was to late he said something about a Band-Aid and then she suddenly felt the pain and also felt so filled like she had never felt before.

Her nails dug in his skin suddenly as she cried out and a tear welled up in her eye as she looked up at him shocked that he just did that without asking or even saying anything or such, she was mad at him, scared in pain which was slowly already disappearing again and something she hadn’t felt before something like she was needing desperately or so.

He waited for a second before he started to thrust in her she tried to catch her breath as she had not noticed she held it at the second he had thrusted in her breaking her cherry. It was then he said that she should relax it would feel better and that he loved her. She almost wanted to laugh at the love thing now not knowing why he had so desperately wanted to have sex with her thought she would find out sooner then she thought why.

He then started to thrust in her and she could feel this heat this burning start to grow deep in her and with each thrust she felt it grow even more. She even gave a slight soft moan which surprised her more then him.

He found a rhyme that felt good for him and she was feeling it as well even her hips moved slightly as if to let him in deeper as she tilted her head back and arched her back some this was a amazing she thought she didn’t know that Sex could feel this good.

“Corrrryyy...!”

She moaned as she felt this fire grow and grow and it felt almost like a burning as she wasn’t sure what it was it felt similar to as when she pleased herself when she wanted or needed to cum but this time it started to feel intensive then she had ever felt and the more he did and with each thrust it got more.

Her breath got to a light pant as she bites her lip looking down as she watched him thrust in her before she closed her eyes to moan again. She did not know why but she pulled him down to her to kiss him deeply as she felt she had to do something. It started to feel as if she were going to go crazy and she needed him more than she ever thought she would, he did know more over this then she did.

Suddenly she had this urge she wanted to sit on him and ride him like you so often in movies and all she wanted to know how that felt and maybe she would have the chance to tease him some for tricking her like he had.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

It was like the wide, black storm cloud of bad luck that had followed Gary for most of his life had yielded at last and now it was raining miracles in his living room. Aside from Last Hope coming in first, as Ginger fished his cock out of his slacks and boxers, it came out hard. Despite his aggressive drinking and mixing of clear and brown liquor, he was hard and ready after just a few gentle tugs from his wife’s slender fingers.

She said that her cunt missed his cock so badly. It had been a while, he realized, since his cock and her cunt had been intimate together—the running of the casino was a monumental task and they were so constantly busy, forced to work opposite schedules to cut down on hiring costs.

Like ships passing in the night.

When they’d first met, they fucked like rabbits—anywhere and everywhere—they could scarcely keep their hands off of each other. He was still raw and reeling from the death of his wife and she had just the right mix of Daddy Issues and Savior Complex to feel compelled to bring joy to his tragic life. There had been plenty of money then, and the casino seemed like a gold-plated dream that reflected the brilliance in her bright blue eyes any time they spoke about it. A way to practically print their own money for the foreseeable future.

The reality, however, was much different—like so many dreams that have the misfortune of coming true.

She said to show her what a man he was. Had his young wife already come to doubt his masculinity? It was true that putting a smoke show like her to work in a seedy, basement casino wasn’t ideal—he had to turn a blind eye to a lot of flirting and even occasional groping from the regulars. It didn’t feel great to have his wife’s body be the constant topic of discussion around the tables of his casino—but what choice did he have? They needed every dollar that came through the door and needed those arrivals to tell ten friends—all without the authorities finding out.

As much as it dismayed him, he knew what the people wanted—and perhaps he’d steered too close to the line in designing the staff Uniform so tight around the chest and so short in the skirt. Fishnets and garter belts…

“You wanna see a man! You’re looking at the man who just stole ten grand from an international criminal and turned it into four-hundred! I’m not a man, I’m a God!” Gary boasted drunkenly.

Gary leaned forward, his tongue dancing lewdly with Ginger’s, he arched her body over the arm of the couch, causing her big, round breasts to sit even higher on her petite frame, cleaving beautifully just under her chin as he stacked her hips over her head and pushed his thick eight inches into her to the root.

He swept one foot forward, standing on the couch with a foot next to her head as he bent his knees and drove down into her, “piledriver” position. Gary drove his hips down on Ginger, over and over, watching her huge breasts jiggle around near her face, the firm flesh quickly overflowed the sexy nightie she was wearing and her breasts shook even more once exposed.

“Oh fuck! Fuck yes, that’s good!” Gary bottomed out in her again, this time adding a lateral motion to his hips that made his cock rapidly change angles inside her while still buried to the limit of its decent length, “tell me you fucking love it! Tell me how lucky you are to be the whore of a gambling God!”

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“Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Yea-ah!” Cory moaned in harmony with Sarah, he was finally doing it—the Disney princess had given up the pussy at last, “take that dick, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful!”

Cory’s hand continued to move under Sarah’s bra cup as her nails scraped his chest. Her nipple was getting hard and as Cory squeezed her perky breast, he also used his thumb to pin her nipple against the edge of his hand. He squeezed tighter all around as his tongue moved against hers.

Instinctively, Cory wrapped his free arm around her and lifted her off the bed, angling her hips back into his lap and making a nest for her with his legs. Now she was riding him while he continued to caress and knead her breast.

It didn’t take long of her riding, kissing and squeezing on him for Cory to feel his climax coming on hard and fast. She was tight as a tick when she moved her hips like that… Fuck, it hadn’t even been five minutes. Cory closed his eyes, trying to think about sports and the Golden Girls…

“Mmm!” Cory moaned through the kiss, his brow knitting in distress. Even the Golden Girls couldn’t hold back this climax, “Mmm-I’mma cum! Oh shit, I’mm gonna cum… I never put the condom on…”

Oh yeah, he’d promised her a condom. Too late now.

Cory groaned in agony, forcing himself to pull out, gripping himself with the hand that abandoned her yearning breast, bending his cock like overcooked pasta as he pulled out of her clenching, not-quite-satisfied pussy. As soon as he was out of her, his cock was spewing, shooting thick jet after thick jet of hot cum up across both of their stomachs. His cum smeared back and forth between them, even as he continued cumming, his cock nestled into her naval and filing that small hole up to overflowing.

“I-I’m sorry. It’s been a while…” Cory yawned, laying down with Sarah in his bed, keeping her laying in her wet spot, “was it good for you?”

 

[Little_Tease]

Ginger couldn’t believe her luck how hard he finally was he hadn’t been this hard since they had the casino as if the whole stress had its work on him but now she had him back to the man she had fallen in love with back then and was going to enjoy each and every inch of his hardness not matter what. She even would kill anyone who would walk in on them to interrupt them that he might stop fucking her she swore to herself.

When he then started to ask if she wanted to see a man and told her what he did she giggled some pulling him to her to kiss him passionately knowing what he did was more then stupid and could have not only costed him a big deal but also her but this time he had luck and she was going to ride his luck as long as she could.

When he then griped her and drove his thick eight-inch cock fully in her she moaned out as if sighing in relief. She tilted her head slightly back as she whimpered up to him.

“Oh, Fuck me please Fuck meeee…!”

Her breasts jiggle themselves free from her nightie as if wanting or needing to show themselves to him or to beg for attention as well as her wet hot fuck hole. Her hands went to her breasts to tease his eyes as she gripped them tightly and her fingers pinched at her nipples pulling them towards him and then letting go so they snack back as she moaned and wiggled moving her hips against his thrusts as if wanting and needing him as deep as he could go.

Feeling him change the angle so his cock would reach each and every wall of her pussy she gasped and moaned out, she felt so hungry and more he fucked her the more she wanted. When he then told her to tell him she loved it and how lucky she was she smirked and moaned.

“Oh, Fuck you’re so good… Mmmm… my Fuck God!”

She moaned and wiggled under him as she then added.

“God! Fuck me … I want to fuck you I want to ride that cock.”

She wanted him to sit so she could fuck him and his hands on her breasts or his mouth anything she wanted so much she wasn’t even sure what to do first and she wanted him to last long as she was so hungry for his cock and knowing he had already drank so much she was lucky he would last at least longer than usual.



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Sarah could not believe how good this was feeling and wondered how much better this could get. His hand was under her bra as her nails dug in his chest some, she tilted her head back moaning as she gasped as he surprised her as he wrapped one arm around her waist.

He easily picked her up turning so she was now straddling his lap she could swear she felt him now even deeper or at least different then before, but what surprised her even more was how he knew she wanted this or if it was something all girls wanted or was it because he wanted it.

She now gripped his shoulders to hold herself as she started to move her hips instinctive as if she knew exactly what to do as she moaned out she kissed him as she felt his hands on her breasts she moaned in the kiss as well. It was then that Cory also moaned breaking the kiss some as she felt a difference in his movement.

When he then moaned out that he was going to cum she smiled some, she hadn’t been that far though this was feeling really good she could have taken a bit more even now wanted more but it was his next words that scared her as he suddenly said he forgot the condom, she wanted to scream as he then pulled out of her making her even whimper.

Just in time she thought as soon as it was out of her pussy he already started to cum, she panted softly but was a bit frustrated as she felt this need this fire that wasn’t done yet but he was done. He then yawned and laid down pulling her with him to lay as he then asked her if it was good for her, she wanted to hit him.

She hadn’t wanted sex not yet and he forced her in it without really asking, then he forgot the condom though he promised her that and now he had cam and stopped as if it was all about him and nothing about her. She felt this itch that she just could not scratch, and he was not going to scratch it for her either. She tried to answer as if she was not mad at him or frustrated as she leaned over to him to give him a soft kiss.

“Yeah Cory great!”

She then got up and told him she needed to shower and then she would drive home, and she would call him when she got home to her dad. She didn’t wait for a answer or reaction from him she got up and headed for the shower as she showered she tried to please herself at least a bit though him taking her cherry but not helping her end it made this just so much worse as if it was just so close but far away. After she was done showering, she came back in the room to get her cloths to get dressed again so she could go.
She saw him laying there asleep she sighed some and shook her head god she was so mad at him at the moment, she leaned over to give him a kiss but then decided not to as she got out in her car and drove towards her dads. She turned her music all the way on she wanted to cry but also scream out but just sang trying to distract herself. After some time driving, she finally made it home, she had driven the hole night and hoped she would not wake her Dad and his new wife.

She still wasn’t sure if she should like her or not but she wouldn’t judge her father, she drove up the drive and got out sighing as she looked at the house and walked in wondering if they were both upstairs or downstairs so she headed first down to look if one or both were there but was told quickly that they were both upstairs so she headed up.

She was upstairs now and as she just wanted to walk into he living room as she thought she heard something but didn’t react to it just yet, she opened the door walking in she turned after closing the door she jumped looking at them seeing them fucking on the couch she just couldn’t help but stare for a second or two but then cried out covering her eyes.

“DAD!”

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Gary absolutely adored the way Ginger could dirty talk. There hadn’t been a lot of that in his marriage and each time she said some filthy swear word it sent a thrill down his spine—like the feeling of getting away with doing something wrong.

“Oh yes! That’s me! Gary the fuck God!” Gary laughed, rolling over Ginger’s body to sit down beside where she was bent over in a move that might have been smooth if not for his drunken stumbling through the execution, “ride this big cock, baby! The sex God wants to see that fine ass bouncing in his lap.”

Ginger was so sexy! He grasped her breasts tightly in both hands when she straddled his hips, squeezing with all the strength until the veins in his forearms bulged out and the soft flesh of her huge, naked tits bubbled out between his fingers.

Gary pitched his head backward, raising his hips off the couch to meet Ginger’s aggressive thrusting in his lap, pushing back at her, forcing himself deeper even though he lacked the cock size to get much deeper than he was. He sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, thrashing it with his tongue while also gnawing with his teeth around the base.

“Hungh! Hungf! Huagh!” Gary was grunting as he tried to keep up with his much younger wife—he was drowning in stimuli and the liquor was starting to turn on him.

The change in positions hadn’t done any favors to Gary’s erection, the counter weight of gravity making it that much tougher to keep his cock hard and stocked with blood. It was getting rubbery on him…

“Baby…” Gary sighed, unsure of how to explain…

“DAD!”

Sarah’s sudden cry broke any residual magic that existed between Gary and Ginger. The moment he laid eyes on his daughter, Gary was pushing rope.

“Sarah!” Gary cried out, the awkward moment reaggravating his parrot mouth, “I uh, you’re home!”

Gary shoved Ginger off of himself rather indelicately, diving for his pants, trying to put himself back together. Tossing his white button-up over his bare shoulders.

“I—um, I guess we must have lost track of time. Sorry you had to walk in on that. You remember Ginger, right? Of course, from the wedding—here. Let me help you with your bags,” Gary stumbled over, gasping for her bags and leading her up the stairs to her room, “I haven’t changed a thing in your room since you moved out. A lot of other things are different now, but your room is exactly the same.”

Gary leaned over and gave Sarah a gentle kiss on the top if her head before opening the door into her room and dropping her bags. The air smelled stagnant so he quickly slid the window open.

“We’re really glad to have you back, Sarah. Really. We could use your help down at the casino—tonight unless you have better plans. I have a uniform that nobody’s using, it ought to fit you…”

The uniform in question had been fitted for a high school girl who’d worked there for a short while—modest in the chest and gifted in the hips like his daughter… it made him slightly uncomfortable, thinking about how similar the body of his former employee, who he was constantly checking out, was to his own daughter.

“We’re expecting a lot of action tonight. How about it? Want to run the casino with your old man?” Gary smiled, it was like a dream to him, who’d never really known his father—but he was too drunk to effectively consider how she might feel about the idea of sweating the night away in a crowded basement wearing fishnets, stiletto heels and a micro mini skirt.

“I’ll go find that uniform while you get settled in. Could I get you something to eat? Drink maybe?”

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Cory awoke feeling like a million bucks—he’d finally conquered the unconquerable, Saint Sarah as she was often called behind her back. It wasn’t like he didn’t love her—he did, but he’d loved plenty of girls before her and none had ever been quite as prudish and difficult as Sarah. But that was all in the past, his patience had paid off in spades.

Cory swept the comforter back from the mattress, exposing the smeared, dried bloodstain from where he’d made the legendary ice queen a woman. He took a picture of the stain on his iPhone, immediately posting the image to Instagram.

The caption read: Shirly Temple is now being served without a cherry! @tylerrulez you owe me fifty bucks!

 

[Little_Tease]

Ginger smirked some having to fight a laugh as he tried to smoothly slip over her to sit on the couch so she could ride his cock. She then heard him telling her to ride his cock and she would not let anyone ask her twice about that so she quickly went around and straddled his lap as teasingly as she could.

She stood over his lap as she bend over to hold with one hand the couch behind his back and her other hand went down to hold cock straight as she then lowered herself slowly down on his cock as she moaned out as she did.

“Oh, Fuck yes! “

She rose slowly letting him slip out once more and then slowly back down letting the head of his cock slip just right in before pulling it slowly once more out and then fully let herself down on it as she slowly moved her hips at first as her hand that was on his cock then went back on his knee to steady her as her other hand held still to the couch.

She then felt his hands on her breasts and tilted her head back moaning out once more as her hips moved faster, her hips started to move like it was feeding off him and couldn’t get what it needed fast enough. Her body shivered getting so close she could smell her orgasm already and she felt his movement die a little as she was now doing the most of the work and saw that his drunkenness was getting at him as she slapped his cheek not hard enough but to wake him a bit more as she then growled at him.

“Don’t you fucking dare… I want to cum and your going …mmmm… to make me cum o…ooooor help me GOD!”

He then said baby and she knew exactly what he wanted to say but she wouldn’t stop and needed only a few more thrusts then she could cum, and he could fall asleep she didn’t care as she then hears Sarah. She wanted to scream or throw something at her, it was then that Gary said her name and pushed her off him.

She cried out as she landed almost next to the couch and he jumped up to get dressed again, she could not help but growl.

“GARY!”

She looked at Sarah and could not believe it the brat was back again and why did she have to come at this moment couldn’t she have waited just a few more seconds. She got up not saying anything to Sarah as she walked to the kitchen to get herself a drink, though she did think about going downstairs to find some cute guy to get herself to cum but she did love Gary but she was so needing this as it had been so long since she had been fucked really good. Gary had disappeared with Sarah to show her to her room though Ginger didn’t think that was going to be needed since she had lived here before and if she knows her room wasn’t messed with she knew where it was.

She never hated Sarah or so but she didn’t know how to take her really she was just so innocent and shy such a good little girl but she knew Sarah didn’t like her that much since her father was married to someone not even much older than herself.

“FUCK!”
Ginger said once as she whimpered slightly as she had been sooooooo close to go over the edge but then came Sarah, she went back to the couch and sat down waiting for Gary to come back while she drank a cup of whiskey and looked threw her cell phone for anything interesting.

Ginger scrolled threw Instagram and read a few things as she came over Cory’s name not thinking much of it as she read what he had posted under the picture of a blood stain. She smirked and thought to herself well some poor virgin lost the game but what she did not know was that it was Sarah and if she found out she could have something against her.


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Sarah had covered her eyes and could hear her Father push Ginger off him and move quickly probably to get dressed she sighed some, she was still slightly frustrated about last night with Cory that he only had taken care of himself and not even a bit of her sexual needs after he had so to say forced her to it. She blinked some threw her hands looking towards where Ginger and her dad had been to see if she could look again.

Seeing her father dressed and Ginger mad sitting on the edge of the couch she knew she came in to early and now not only she was frustrated but Ginger as well.

Her father started to studder as he was nervous but like the smell of him was, he also drunk. She sighed some as she just followed him up the stairs as she didn’t want to tell him that she could have carried her bags herself and find her room it wasn’t like she hadn’t lived here once but she thought let the old man do something maybe he will feel better and so she got away from Ginger some.

They got upstairs and she had to smile her room did look just the same as the day she had left for some time of her own and to be with Cory, thinking of him made her mad again but she tried to forget it. Her father asked her if she could help out in the casino, she sighed some but nodded.

“But Dad I know nothing of it you’ll have to tell me what to do…...!”
She turned to her bags as he told her he would go get the uniform for her to try and all, just right before he left her room she turned and called to him making him stop.

“Hey Dad…!”

She turned and smiled at him.

“I am glad to be back to and I am sorry for walking in on your guys….. I hope I didn’t well ummm upset Ginger… “

She had to keep from laughing knowing it was really a bad timing on her side. After he left, she sighed some sitting on her bed and wanting to cry as she thought about Cory wondering why he had been so eager to sleep with her and how he had gotten her this time. She couldn’t even help but think if he really did love her, then she thought about the condom and how after he had been done just rolled over and feel asleep, she wanted to scream.

She knew she had to get him back for this just she did not know how not yet at least.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

“She’ll live,” Gary smiled at his daughter, she was even more beautiful and sweet than he’d remembered, the perfect daughter from his perfect marriage several lifetimes ago it felt like, “you’ve got nothing to be sorry for. It was my fault for forgetting that you were coming. I’ll start you out on the roulette wheel, it’s easy. One sec…”

Gary left his daughter’s room, still designed and decorated for a younger girl than she was now. He retrieved the old, size small uniform from the guest room—which had become a storage space for casino equipment—spare felt, broken slot machines and spare uniform pieces. He hesitated at the pair of fishnet, stay-up stockings that the previous employee had been required to wear—but now that it was his own daughter, it seemed wrong to put her in such sexy leggings. In the end, he compromised with himself, grabbing a pair of fishnet hose instead. They were still provocative and grown-up in a way that made Gary uncomfortable—but somehow the fact that they went all the way up to her waist like a pair of tights made him feel better about it.

He did, however wish he had a longer skirt for her.

Several moments later, Gary returned to Sarah’s room. He set out the pantyhose and the tiny uniform that would hug her petite figure like a second skin—why was he imagining it? Inappropriate. He also set a slim, paperback book on top of the stack of clothes. The book was titled Learning to Deal Casino Games at Home

“The main thing you should know about roulette is the payout schedule. There’s a chart in there—the basics are any single number pays 35 to 1, combo bets on two numbers pay 17 to 1, four-bets or squares pay 8 to 1 and the fifty-fifty bets, like evens, odds, red, black—all pay 1 to 1. I dogeared the page with the graph,” Gary moved over and wrapped Sarah up in a big, heartfelt hug, his palms moving slowly over the small of her back, “it really is good to have you home. I’ve missed you.”

One more light kiss on her forehead and Gary was on his way back out.

“The intercom here can be used to reach me anywhere in the house, even down in the casino—so don’t hesitate if you need anything. Otherwise, I’ll see you downstairs at five for the night shift. I love you, sweetheart.”

Gary blew Sarah one last kiss before closing the door to her room and leaving her to rest and settle in. Which left the more difficult task of placating Ginger before he could get some rest himself.

Ginger had retreated to their shared master bedroom after the untimely arrival of his daughter, Gary poked his head inside sheepishly, looking for where she’d gotten to.

“I’m so sorry baby. I totally forgot the date today—” Gary whimpered, slinking pathetically into the room, “do you want me to rub your feet for you? I—I want to make it up to you.”

Gary did want to make it up to her, though his body had made it clear to him that what she really wanted was off the menu for a good long while.

Somewhere behind him, he heard the television cut in with breaking news: At this hour we’re following a search and seizure bust of an underground gambling facility in Silver Lake. It seems that a residential home had been converted into an underground, illegal casino, according to a statement from ATF.

For a moment Greg panicked that they meant him, but when the aerial images began to cross the screen, Greg recognized his biggest competitor in the submarket of underground casinos. It seemed that his run of good luck was still going.

“Holy… shit…” Greg muttered, “I’d better go check with the afternoon shift and see who can work a double. We’re going to be slammed tonight.”

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Vardan sat in the driver’s seat of his black Rolls Royce town car, behind the police perimeter, watching the raid go down. Behind him, two of the Old Country bosses were talking in Armenian enthusiastically. The girl who had been provided for them had passed out and they were arguing about whether or not it was a serious situation.

“I’m telling you, I just choked her with my cock for too long—she’ll be fine in an hour.”

“Look at her nosebleed! The bitch is overdosing, we should dump her at a hospital.”

“She’s a fucking junkie, her tolerance is too high for an OD. We ought to fuck her ass—that would wake her up.”

“You take responsibility if you kill her.”

The men in the back seat, passing around the young blonde who looked to be about 75 lbs. between each other. Davit took her limp body from his companion Alex, arranging her unconscious body across his lap, forcing his uncut, Eastern Block cock into her ass.

Ordinarily, it was taboo for gangsters like Vardan to rat to the police—but the alliance he was securing with the main family back in Armenia was going to elevate him to new heights in his reign over the San Fernando Valley. This casino had been run by an arm of the Korean syndicate—a powerful organization this side of Jefferson and Vardan’s primary competition. Shutting down this place not only weakened the Koreans’ grip on the valley—but also thrust Gary’s little operation into being a key seat of power across a contested region.

“Mmm-uhhh,” the blonde girl whimpered as Davit began bouncing her skinny ass harder on his cock, “uhh-oh-ow-OW!-Oh God, No!”

“See? What I told you? She just needed my cock up her ass, now look how spry and alert she is.”

 

[Little_Tease]

Ginger could not believe this after so much time she finally was getting what she wanted and needed then came little oh Sarah back how could he forget the date when she was coming back. She drank the last sip and set the glass aside and her cell phone and headed for their bedroom.

She knew no matter how hard it was going to be she wasn’t going to give him any sex even if he begged for it, as she thought of that she whimpered some and said to herself but she wanted sex so badly. She looked at the clock and knew she didn’t have much more time to sleep as soon she would have to be downstairs again so she went to lay down in bed and sleep some and try to get over what happened.

She laid down and right before she could fall asleep Gary came in she left her back turned to him as she growled slightly, he then said to her that he was sorry and he wanted to make up for it and then she couldn’t ignore him any longer as he asked if she wanted a foot massage.

“Really Gary?! You believe a FOOTMASSAGE is going to make up for it…. “

She raised an eyebrow towards him and then added.

“You threw me off you like I was some Slut you were ashamed of or something…... MY God she is over 18 she isn’t some little child anymore its not like she hasn’t seen people fuck before… Hell she’s probably not a virgin anymore….!”


Before she could do or say anything more or even Gary for that fact, he got this look in his face as if he was going to throw up or have a panic attack or something. She just wanted to ask what is wrong with him now as she heard from the TV, she forgotten to turn off Illegal Casino and jumped up to follow him to the TV to look what is going on.

She stood next to him holding onto to his arm as they watched what was happening as she then finally realized what that meant she smirked and turned to Gary and kissed him once on his lips as he then said he better go check on the afternoon shift she nodded. She headed directly to the bedroom to get dressed she would have to help as well.

After getting dressed she headed downstairs stopping at the stairs thinking about telling Sarah that they both would be in the casino downstairs, but she then shook her head and thought she will notice that and she isn’t some small child anymore. She made her way downstairs to the casino to see how busy thing were already getting if they already could notice the change.

As she was downstairs, she looked to see where Gary was and see who was all there if her guests that mostly came because she was there were already or still there or if it mostly were new customers or so.





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Sarah stood in her room after her father brought her the uniform and a book she could read in about the Casino and how that all worked on the tables. She smiled and giggled some as he gave it to her, she thanked him for it and smiled. She held the uniform in her hands and the book as she listened to him, that’s a quick she thought but she was pretty good with numbers therefore she didn’t think she would have much problems learning it pretty quick.

As her father went to hug her she smiled hugging back she had her problems with him in the past since her mother had died when he started gambling and drinking but she couldn’t stay mad at him he deserved a second chance as everyone else did, therefore she was going to give him this chance. She turned her back to him as he went to leave but turned to look again as he told her about the intercom, and she could call out for him no matter where he is, he would hear her.

She nodded and smiled.

“That’s super Thanks Dad... I will be down at five and Dad…... I love you to...!”

She took a deep breath as went to let herself fall on her bed and sighed some looking around realizing she had been gone for a while now with school and Cory and all. She laughed some as she fell back she fell into a pile of teddy bears, she turned looking at them as she remembered she always had them on her bed to protect herself so to say from guys like Cory, but now she wasn’t going to be needing them anymore she thought.

She then looked around her room noticing g a few thing she was going to change about this room, she laid the uniform on the bed and the book and got up taking all the stuffed animals from her bed and all and threw them all in her closet and them some old posters that hung on her wall from some teeny singers and all and tried to make her room look more her age.

After she was done, she looked around and was halfway satisfied with the room and herself, she unpacked her bags as well before she laid down on the bed to start reading the book before she went to help.

She did not hear or notice what happened downstairs that she was going to be thrown in cold water to say because there was going to be more going on than usual. She looked at the time and saw it was almost time for her to go downstairs and went to change in the uniform.

She gasped as she now first saw what the uniform really was, she was not sure about it now, but she had promised him. She changed in it all and stood before her mirror looking at herself and had to laugh if Cory could see her now he wouldn’t think of her as a grey mouse hell maybe he would have helped her to cum as well and not only himself seeing her like this, she sighed some trying to forget it and calm her nerves.

She put her hair up in a ponytail leaving one strain down to hang on the side of her face hoping that she looked ok and not to young or to old for that fact. She headed downstairs to go find her father and ask if she looked alright or if she needed to change something about the uniform, walking down the stairs she noticed how tight and short everything was and tugged a few times as she felt a little uncomfortable at first but knew she would have to get used to it.

Seeing he was nowhere in the living room and she didn’t want to walk in on them again, so she thought to use the intercom to call him and ask where he was and where she should go or wait for him in the living room.

“o…. ok how does this work, here goes nothing …ummm Dad?! Dad?! Here is Sarah where are you I’m in the Livingroom?!”


She let the button go and waited to hear if he answers and looks around some as she waited.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

After Davit and Alex had each taken a few more turns with the washed-out stripper in the back, she was all fucked out and very likely experiencing the early stages of overdose—as they’d continued forcing coke on her when she regained consciousness. People from other countries never fully appreciated how strong their coke was compared to average American blow.

They dumped her onto the street outside of the ER like a bag of trash on pick-up day and sped off. Vardan was having mixed feelings about what would happen to her, while his new associates were jawing on as if they hadn’t just left a girl to potentially die. They weren’t fools, which is why they’d taken time to wipe all of their semen off of an out of her with disinfecting wipes—in spite of the obvious pain it caused to her abused pussy and asshole.

“Where is there to gamble around here? Vardan’s money is burning a hole in my pocket!” Alex chuckled, gently ribbing Vardan about the huge bribes he’d paid them both as an offering to the main branch of the family. Not being from America, they couldn’t possibly appreciate what he’d bought with those bribes, ”Can we go gamble somewhere?”

“I might know a place. Off the beaten path a bit, but all the games can be beaten. It’s run by a notorious loser.”

“Well, what are we waiting for?” Davit asked, “let’s go Bingo!”

Bingo wasn’t exactly a verb, but it was English, so Vardan had to admit that it was the most English he’d heard either of them speak.

*-*-*

“We’re getting absolutely crushed down here, Gary…” Andrew, a local kid who’d grown up friends with his daughter pleaded, “we need at least one more besides you and Ginger. People are even waiting in line for the slots!”

Things must have been dire indeed, since Gary’s spartan slot machine selection was notorious for running tight, which was very much by design. All of the payout schedules were set to 75:1. If they were this busy now, he was going to need to open up poker.

“I’ll fix the slots before tomorrow,” Gary muttered, going around Andrew to check the chip stack and the drops for the night, “we’ve still got chips to sell… Is Craps doing alright?”

“Constance is beating their heads in from what I can tell.”

A collective scream of dismay rose up from the craps table as if on cue. Another shooter had crapped out and Constance was using the long, wooden stick to clear the whole board of probably $800 in bets.

“Excellent. Ginger is getting changed, she’ll be down any minute to open up blackjack.”

“At what limits?”

“One hundred and five hundred minimums.”

“That much?”

“We’re the only game this side of the city now. Supply and demand.”

Gary had used the hidden staircase beside the living room fireplace to enter directly into the casino cage, bypassing the floor which was crowded with maybe fifty gamblers looking for a bet. Craps, being the only table game open at that moment was by far the most crowded area on the floor, but there wasn’t a fixed number of seats so the board was still open to all bets. He straightened his tie and rearranged a few stacks of the custom-made clay chips.

“Can you open up three card poker at twenty-five and fifty?”

“Does it mean that you’re not paying me enough if I couldn’t afford to play here?”

“Go. Three card poker. Earn lots of tips—but make more for the house.”

“Aye aye captain!” Andrew saluted sarcastically.

Though the house’s speaker system didn’t reach the basement—it did patch directly into the headsets that all of the staff members were wearing. Ironically, Gary didn’t have his on yet. Andrew’s face lit up suddenly.

“Sarah’s home?” finally, some enthusiasm.

“First of all, that’s my daughter—get your face in check. Second, how the fuck did you..?”

Andrew tapped his earpiece, “she’s looking for you in the living room.”

“Just open up the Three Card tables. I’ll worry about the cage. Sarah’s going to open roulette after I give her a few pointers.”

“I’ve got a pointer I’d like to give—”

“Don’t you dare finish that thought.”

“Three card poker! Opening in five minutes at twenty-five dollars and fifty dollar antes.”

Gary made his escape through the back of the cage onto the spiral staircase that led back upstairs to the hidden door beside the fireplace. He tried not to startle her, even though he was coming out of the wall. It was him who was startled instead.

Sarah looked like she’d practically been poured into her uniform and the low back on her halter top revealed her whole back, her skin flawless, her muscles toned. The skirt barely even finished the job of covering her ass, its tightness making the firm flesh look taught enough to bounce quarters off of. The fishnets hugged her slender legs like a second skin, going all the way up to—he shouldn’t be thinking this way.

“You look gorgeous, sweetheart,” Gary sighed, only barely able to keep the awe out of his tone, “come this way, it’s the secret staff entrance. Are those heels okay? If they bother you I can make an exception, just this once.”

Gary wrapped his arm around Sarah’s bare shoulders, showing her down the secret staircase to the underground casino.

*-*-*

It was just after dark when Vardan and his guests arrived at Gary’s house and business. There were several others arriving at the same time, all of them following protocol—bypassing the front door, into the yard and through the storm doors at the back.

The three Armenians strode into the casino like Armani cloaked assassins, barely noticed among the immense crowd. Nearly every table was packed—craps was ass to elbow, three card poker was full and the biggest crowd of all was around the roulette wheel where a pretty new employee seemed to be crushing the daylights out of the field. Fresh blood. Maybe Gary wasn’t quite as dumb as Vardan had always assumed.

“I want to fuck that one!” Davit shouted against the noise, pointing at Ginger who was dealing two games of blackjack at once. Fortunately enough, there were three seats available at her high stakes table.

“That’s Ginger. She’s the owner’s woman. She’s fun though, let’s go. Just be nice, she’s not a whore like the last one I gave you.” Vardan wanted to manage expectations a little bit—but if Gary didn’t have a payment ready after all of the business flowing his way, Davit might have a shot.

“Hello, beautiful—you look radiant as always,” Vardan reached across the table when her back was turned at the other game, tenderly embracing her around the waist and kissing her intimately on the neck, he smelled like expensive cologne, “these are my friends, Davit and Alex. They also think you look stunning. Can we sit?”

*-*-*

Gary had been worried for a moment there, but it was clear that this hot streak of good luck was still paying out. Ginger seemed to have forgiven him—at least for the moment and she’d been dealing blackjack like an absolute murderer. She was cleaning out one sucker after another—and there was always one waiting to take their place—even at these outrageous limits.

Even Sarah was dominating the roulette table, despite her lack of strategic knowledge or experience. She scarcely needed the lesson he’d given her on payouts since practically nothing was paying. She was just spinning the wheel and clearing chips off the felt for most of the night. The drop was over thirty k and there was barely five grand left in play.

All of his dreams were coming true and it felt like redemption.

Gary’s was the safest role, dealing five grand, no limit Texas Hold ‘Em. The house took a cut from every hand that made it to a flop without ever having to bet against the players. Just a steady stream of income, hand after hand.

He didn’t care for the little greeting that Vardan had taken to using with Ginger. If he tried to be that familiar with Sarah he might have to say something. But he reassured himself that he’d have the last laugh, now that he had four hundred grand in cold cash to give him.

 

[Little_Tease]

Ginger was at the Blackjack table using her female talents to take out the sorry suckers that could not hold their money. She always smiled and flirted with them with words and looks but never was one to touch her there were only a few that were allowed to do so and the most knew that.

She knew just what to do if someone got to far or touched her who wasn’t allowed and she could handle herself the most thought she was some innocent helpless thing that any man could control and take as he pleases without her holding against it.

She was laughing and calling to the suckers sitting around she had two tables one normal one for all the low life suckers that didn’t have much money and the table next to her on her backside for her high rollers which she tried when one sat there to treat extra nicely. She was placing cards for the next round as she felt some guys arm around her waist and lips on her neck she just wanted to turn around to slap or say no touching as she hears his voice it was Vardan.

She then turned smiling at him giving him a kiss back on his cheek as she said as nice as she could.

“HEY! For you always! You don’t think I dress to kill for anyone do you?!”

She giggled some as she gave the next cards calling out who needed one who wanted one who wants to give up the money direct making her little jokes as always as Vardan asked about Davit and Alex she turned back to him slightly keeping her eyes on the cards laying so no one could cheat on her.

“Well Thank you guys…”

She wiggled with her hips some as if to tease them, she always knew just how to move her body to tease enough to distract but not to much that she caused more trouble than good, as she then added.

“You guys may sit if you play nice?!”

She said to Vardan as she winked at him teasingly and then smiled at Davit and Alex showing with a move of her hand that they may sit.

“So, guys what will it be…. Who wants to play with me?!”

She said smirking at the three pointing to the table for their chips holding the cards as she looked over at the other table seeing the next had sit down she played out new cards and after that round she closed the normal table for 15 mins taking extra time for Vardan and his friends as he called them.

“SOOO sweetheart I all yours…!”

She said as she opened new cards for Vardan showing him if she wanted to trick anyone here but not him.

“Hope your doing good anything new?!”

She tried to get him in for small talk to distract him some and keep his mind on her then her husband as if to make sure he stayed happy and all.


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Sarah had called over the intercom for her Dad and wondered why she wasn’t getting any answer back and as she waited for him she wondered who all worked for him by now as she left it was all new and Ginger and her dad did everything themselves.

When her dad came in behind her out a wall she jumped and yelped slightly, she took deep breaths to catch herself again as she hears him tell her she looked gorgeous and smiled.

“Really?! …Hmm well thank you…!”

He then asked her if the heels are ok for her while he showed her a secret staircase, she nodded though she had to walk careful till she got used to them.

“Yeah I think they will be ok if not I’ll tell you….!”

When they got downstairs and after her dad gave her some more tips about how to control the table she looked around noticing someone she thought she knew though he did look a bit different then she had last seen him when it really was him.

She waved at Andrew as she asked her dad.

“is that really Andrew… my God he’s changed a lot he used to be some nerd like me and now look at him.”

She blushed some and shook her head as she quickly then tried to change the subject so her dad would not ask more or get scared of something that was not there.

“So which table am I on?!”


She had a little problem at first and some thought it was a chance to take over the table but Sarah learned fast how to trick most men that thought she had no idea what she was doing and soon she got the hang of it and was having a bit of fun even.

She always looked around some as if to always see where they all were just incase she needed help or so as she then sees Vardan and his two guys walk in and she just thought omg what kind of guys are they or do they always have to show off their money.

She didn’t know he was the money giver around here and when she saw how he grated Ginger and Ginger him she shook her head wondering if her dad knew that and if he was ok with it, she even couldn’t help but think that maybe Ginger was cheating on her dad. She knew she was doing Ginger wrong and should give her a chance she was making her dad happy as much as she could see at least.

Sarah kept pulling lightly on her skirt as if to make sure her ass wasn’t being shown off way to much and she kept peaking over to Andrew watching him and smiling as she tried to hide it so he wouldn’t notice her looking at him so often.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

“Aw, for me?” Vardan smiled playfully, letting his hand slip very, very low onto her back as she spun around to return his affectionate greeting, “as much as I like you dressing to kill for me, I hope you never have to dress to kill me. I left fifty-grand here last night, I’d like to play with my ahead money if you don’t mind. You can radio over to your… man if you don’t believe me.”

If he’d wanted, Vardan ought to have been able to take out a credit of up to four-hundred thousand, given his investiture in the business—but he didn’t want to do Gary any favors with regard to his debt. That leverage that it gave him over Gary and especially Ginger was precious to him. He was disinclined to give it up.

Davit and Alex both produced tightly bound knots of $100 bills, bound up with rubber bands. They each had $25k, a gift of welcome from Vardan. It was expensive to make inroads with the main family—he was finding. While they waited for the boy, Andrew or something, to bring their chips and drinks, Vardan continued flirting with Ginger. There rose a collective groan from the other table as Ginger closed off the other side to focus her attention on them.

“How is that excuse-for-a-man of yours treating you? Well, I hope. Of course, I keep hoping that one day you’ll see the light and leave him for me,” Vardan smiled, still leaning across the table with his hand so very low on her back.

Andrew cleared his throat when he got back with the brown drinks and clear racks of black $100 and pink $500 chips. His arrival successfully urged Vardan back to his side of the table, allowing Andrew to lay out the tall stacks of black and pink.

“Best of luck gentlemen,” Andrew smiled an insincere smile, setting the glasses of liquor into the cupholders wedged inside the leather border of the table.

”I don’t like this one, make him leave. Alex had turned back his lip, looking Andrew up and down threateningly. Perhaps the kid was too good looking or too American—who knew why these hard-ass Old Country types made enemies.

“Thanks Andrew,” Vardan tipped a $100 chip onto the tray for Andrew to go before Alex did something sick to the poor kid. After that, he pulled one of the long stacks of 20 $500 chips from the plastic rack and set them into his betting square, setting another $500 chip on the line between his betting area and the board—a move which meant he was betting for Ginger—a win would pay them both, a loss would pay neither.

Just then another shouting groan rose up from the roulette wheel where apparently the ball had landed one of the green, zero slots for what seemed like the dozenth time. Vardan was pleased to see Ginger opening a fresh deck for them—not just because of the way her tits jiggled when she shuffled the cards.

“Who’s the pretty little thing on roulette? I don’t recognize her.”

FIRST HAND: Stranger Bets $2,500: 7D, JC. (17) – Alex Bets $5,000: 8C, 10C. (18)—Davit Bets $5,000: KS, JD. (20)—Vardan Bets $10,000: QH, JH. (20)—Stranger Bets $500: 7S, 6C. (13)

DEALER SHOWS: 6D

As Ginger started going around the table to offer the option to hit, stay or double, Davit leaned over to gently caress the inside of her knee with just the very back tips of his index and middle fingers.

“Stay,” said the stranger on first base.

“No,” Alex said in Armenian, making the hand gesture to indicate his decision for the camera. Vardan also stayed and Davit did with his hand that was above the table. Everyone knew better than to hit with the dealer showing a six.

“Double down,” the dowdy looking, middle-aged man, betting the table minimum against over twenty-k at stake ahead of him. He slid a second $500 chip beside his bet.

Alex went bolt upright, not understanding the words, but recognizing the action.

“What the fuck? This cocksucker is taking her break card!”

“Relax—relax…” Vardan placed a reassuring hand on Alex’s shoulder.

On the double down, the third base stranger caught a four of spades. Seventeen.

“You see? A four would make her sixteen a twenty.” Vardan sighed in relief, sitting Alex back down as Davit’s fingertips moved higher up Ginger’s thigh, finding the edge of her stockings.

Ginger turned over her hand, she had a six of hearts under. Twelve. She drew a three of clubs next. Fifteen. Another draw—six of spades. Twenty-one.

The whole table groaned.

“Maybe we should give roulette a try…” Vardan joked, looking up at Ginger’s ice blue eyes.

The table was wiped clean, into the rack.

*-*-*

Constance had made it halfway through the night shift before tapping out to her heels. Ten hours straight was a long shift to be standing in 4” stilettos. Andrew, on the other hand had turned out to be a soldier, making it to hour eighteen before he had to take his leave. Though Gary didn’t like how often Andrew seemed to stop by his daughter’s table in making his rounds—they couldn’t have made it through this night without him. Ginger was playing like a cold-blooded killer and the slots were spinning all night in spite of the absurd payout schedules.

All tolled, the drops probably exceeded a hundred grand—easily the biggest night in the casino’s short history. They were sitting on a goldmine! In spite of all this luck and good fortune, Gary was ill-at-ease. All this winning, and he couldn’t participate. Ginger was winning, Andrew was winning, even Sarah was cleaning up. Gary had too many responsibilities to fully take advantage of his hot streak, or police the affection being shown to his hot wife—much less his hot daughter…

It was all making him feel insecure.

He didn’t know when this streak might end—he had to take advantage of it while he was still in the midst of it. If he’d realized how drunk he was he might have held off making a monumental decision like this… but he was resolved now.

As the night wore on and the crowd dissipated, the blackjack game was getting increasingly… affectionate, now that it was just the three high-rolling Armenians and Ginger. Even Roulette had calmed down. Gary closed up the poker table and stretched his legs. He kissed Sarah’s head as he came up behind her.

“You did fantastic, Sweetheart. Go ahead and close up. I’m so proud of you.” Gary smiled, alerting the stragglers that the wheel was on its way out.

Gary gathered the winnings from that morning, $395,000 cash—of course Sal had kept the money owed him.

“Hey Vardan!” Gary called across the floor that was emptying out, “I’ve got your money here for you.”

Gary stared at Vardan, carrying the stacks of bills over to the poker table.

“I could give it to you now, we both know I could pay down the VIG in a few weeks at this rate.”

“That sounds terrific, I’m happy for you, Gary,” Vardan smiled, turning in his seat.

“But maybe we should play for it—double or nothing.”

“What, poker?”

“That’s right, you play with my debt, I play with this cash. Winner take all, tournament rules.”

“Maybe you should consult with your family,” Vardan glanced back at Ginger.

“Don’t look at her! I’m the man of this house. It’s my money.”

“This is a fool’s bet Gary, why would I accept? I suppose you’d be dealing the cards as well?”

“Who else?”

“Your daughter. I trust her, she has honest eyes. She deals.”

“Fine.”

“And, while we play, your wife sits on my lap and rubs my neck. For as long as the tournament lasts, Ginger here will be sitting in my lap.”

“Fine.”

Vardan sighed. He hadn’t expected that.

“I guess I’ve got no choice. Miss Sarah, shuffle up and deal.”

Vardan reached out for Ginger’s hand, to lead her over to the poker table to sit in his lap, where she would stay for the rest of the tournament.

“You’re a fool for this, Gary—but some people are determined to be Johnny Boy, no matter how many chances they get.”

Gary aggressively measured out two setups, $400,000 each.

 

[Little_Tease]

Ginger is killing the table with her talents and her smile, Vardan was still flirting with Ginger and she liked it and knew he was all flirt but no bite or at least he is not given a reason to do so. She knew how much their money really was Vardan’s therefore she did not say anything to what he said and just nodded and gave Andrew the key word to bring the chips over for Vardan and his guests.

“Hmmm my hubby well he’s running around here somewhere making money for your hansom ass….! But if you want to ask him how’s he doing yourself I could call for him?!”

She said it with a small laugh in her voice knowing that was the last thing he wanted at this moment he wanted alone time to flirt with her and not have to put up with him. She then winked at him and added.

“Mmmm Honey any day now just wait…!”

She giggled some as she looked to Andrew who was clearing his throat he tried to keep all the girls here a bit safer from all the guys here, she smiled to him as if saying everything is alright she has it under control. She had noticed then that Vardan moved his hand away and sat in his seat to take his drink and chips from Andrew.

Ginger had noticed how Alex reacted to Andrew and hoped for Andrew they did not get caught up with each other again, she liked the kid and did not want to see that pretty face of his messed up.

So she quickly tried to get their attention back to her and the game with shuffling the cards a bit higher so her breasts would be forced to move to match the movements of her arms, seeing it had worked and Vardan had also noticed and worked against it she smiled.

When Vardan asked about the pretty little thing on the roulette she sighed softly and just smiled some saying.

“Oh, that’s Sarah…... She’s umm well let us say the little thing of my husbands first marriage… his Daughter!”

Ginger felt a light touch from Davits finger on her inner thigh and just ignored it for now as he was a friend of Vardan’s, and she did not want to upset him in any way. She smiled as she watched the men on the table do what they thought was right or not as she feels Davits finger rise a bit higher now on the edge of her stocking, she bite her lip ever so slightly as she looked to Davit and smirked some.

She leaned over to his ear so that only he could hear her.

“Mmm Sweetheart I wouldn’t do that if I were you, you couldn’t even handle me if you tried…! Nooo Touching!”

She then gave his hand a soft slap her eyes looked to Vardan not really asking for his help or such but also more to look to make sure he would not be upset or such. She then smirked as Vardan then joked about trying the roulette she then leaned over to Vardan some as she teasingly smirked and said with a laugh in her voice.

“Aww what a shame thought you wouldn’t leave little oh me all alone here at the table…. But if you think you have more luck there…!”





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Sarah noticed the table getting empty less and less men and women came to play as her dad came over telling her she could start to close the table and that he was proud of her.

She smiled leaning up kissing his cheek back after he gave her another kiss, she did not want to tell him, but she really did have a lot of fun and could at least forget Cory for a time being.

She watched her father walk off as she started closing the table down her eyes even searched for Andrew though she did also keep looking over to Vardan his guys and Ginger something about them made her shiver, but she ignored it for now.



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Ginger was playing with the guys as the rest of the casino started to get empty and the people were sent out when she saw Gary walk over to Vardan she sighed some not sure if that was such a good idea in his drunkenness she probably still had in him and good knows if he took another few drinks while on the floor tonight.

When she listened to Gary and Vardan she sighed some as she tried to speak between to stop Gary from fucking this good luck tonight right down the fucking toilette but when she had her chance Gary stepped up the first time and wanted to be a man and told Vardan he was the man here and she had nothing to say. No, she was pissed at him from the start again, she sighed and put a hand to her forehead as she listened to what he was getting them into and knew he had no chance against Vardan.

When Vardan then said that Sarah should deal she gasped some, she knew or at least thought Sarah had no idea what she would be doing but it was then she thought she didn’t hear right when Vardan also told Gary this was all going to happen while she sat on his lap. Before she could say or react to anything Gary said yes agreeing to everything.

She knew to rub his neck and to sit on his lap she probably would have to straddle his lap or such, on one side was getting excited about it Vardan was a very good looking guy and he probably could fuck her brains out which Gary couldn’t have in the least time though she so hungered for it.

She shook her head some to clear her thoughts as Vardan said he had no other choice and reached out a hand to her to lead her to the poker table, taking his hand smiling at him she looked back to Gary growling a bit as she whispers.

“Are you fucking stupid …! Your going to lose it all…!”

Sarah had just wanted to go upstairs as her father called her over telling her that she was going to deal for them poker she gasped though she didn’t know that it was going to mean the end of her dad and Ginger with he casino or Vardan would just lose a lot of money, she only thought it was maybe just a game for fun or such.

She stood there as she heard Vardan tell her to shuffle up and deal she blushed softly and nodded, she did think about saying she had no idea really but thought her dad knew that’s was maybe all that needed to know. She looked over Alex and Davit as she walked with them all over to the poker table, trying to remember some things out of the book and the internet she read about casinos and all.

Hearing Vardan say that about Johnny Boy she didn’t know what he was talking about and didn’t think she needed to know and just ignored it but when Vardan sat taking Ginger in his lap to sit she raised a eyebrow and looked to her dad as if asking what’s going on here and why is ginger sitting with Vardan and not with him but she didn’t dare say anything.

She shuffled the cards as good as she could a little bit nervous at first as her eyes roamed over each one that was still there before she went to deal.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

“I know what I’m doing,” Gary said insistently as Sarah began to nervously shuffle the deck, “two face down for each of us, Sweetie. First card to the small blind.”

Gary did know what he was doing, didn’t he? Yes, of course! It couldn’t all have been coincidence—Last Hope, Sarah’s arrival, the raid on the competition, it was building to this—this big moment—his moment, to finally turn it all around and get what he really deserved! He knew what Vardan was doing—having Sarah deal, making Ginger sit on his lap—he was trying to distract Gary, get him to go On Tilt and play garbage. But it wasn’t going to work.

Vardan was an accomplished gambler, but nobody had whiled more hours away at card tables than Gary. Here, now, with his blended family around him, in the basement of his late wife’s home, he was going to catch Vardan overlooking him and turn things around once and for all.

“Last chance,” Vardan held one hand over his whole cards while his other hand spread out over Ginger’s exposed back, “forget this stupid challenge, pay off your principal—you could be free and clear before fall. Once I look at these cards, there’s no going back. It’s all or nothing.”

“Play your hand.” Gary’s voice was cold, his eyes far away, “I raise, two-thousand.”

*-*-*

For the first hour and a half, Gary was right and Vardan had walked into a buzz-saw. Davit and Alex had taken the Rolls back to their suite and Vardan had lost about a third of his stack to Gary. He had been overlooking him, underestimating him—and it was about to cost him.

Gary was playing the best cards of his life, turning over monsters and collecting on every bluff. It really felt like he was going to change things around—a feeling only winners really know. But after Gary turned over a made flush to take another large pot, Vardan adjusted his strategy.

“I need to adjust you a little,” Vardan whispered, low and against Ginger’s neck, his breath smelled like mint, “one on each side, yes, like that.”

Vardan adjusted Ginger’s body in his lap, turned her to face him so that her breasts pillowed out against his shoulder and her thighs were straddling him. And though Gary couldn’t tell, it also slid the crease of her pussy right along the long, veiny outline of Vardan’s foot-long cock that was dressed down the leg she was sitting on. He arranged her body around his like she was a garment he was putting on, placing one hand on the back of his head and the other on his chest.

Vardan could already feel her wetness on his cock through his designer slacks.

“You’re playing well so far, if you cashed out now you could probably cover the principal and the VIG, you could buy me out entirely,” below the table, Vardan’s hand moved lower down Ginger’s back, her thighs straddling his, pulling her taught body closer, “too bad we’re not playing cash value.”

“You ain’t seen nothing, yet,” Gary smirked… even as Ginger seemed to whimper.

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Gary lost ground over the next hour, Ginger’s apparent discomfort(?) with this new position in Vardan’s lap caused him to lose focus just enough for Vardan to battle back to even. Still, Gary knew he could put an end to this with one good hand… the right hand. The poker version of Last Hope… then it came.

(AD, 8H) The Dead Man’s Hand, so named for the legend of Wild Bill Hickock, who was said to have had A8 for whole cards when he was shot in the back by Jack McCall—rumored to have been a distant relative of Gary’s.

Diamonds and hearts, love and money—both red like passion. Was that passion that Ginger was experiencing? He tried harder to tune her out. This was his moment, the one small piece of time than can define a lifetime—for better or worse. Better to remarry than botch this hand.

“Raise,” Gary said, tipping a stack of chips into the pot, a $20,000 increase to the blinds.

Vardan shook his head slowly, measuring a call.

“You sure you want to do that? I call,” Vardan tossed his chips into the pot while squeezing Ginger’s ass in his other hand.

Sarah remembered to burn one card from the top of the deck, then turned three cards face up, the flop (8S, AS, 8C). Gary had to bite the inside of his lip not to show his elation—he’d flopped a full house, the flop had run straight through him and he was nearly unbeatable. The odds of any hand beating him being out there were probably a million to one.

Gary put Vardan on a spade flush draw. He wanted to keep him around, keep him invested and hope he would make his flush, which wouldn’t beat Gary’s boat. Make it look like a bluff…

“I don’t think you got much of that flop, eighty.” Gary shoved $80,000 into the middle.

“The trouble with you, Gary, is that you don’t know how to appreciate things,” Vardan grabbed a stack of chips and began littering them into the pot like a bombing run, “you could hate a nickel for not being a dime, you could overlook your wonderful daughter for reminding you of your late wife and you could overlook your beautiful new wife for not being your late wife either. You’re so obsessed with what you’ve lost, you never stop to notice what you have.”

The turn came, (4D) no help for anyone.

“One forty! Call that if you’ve got the balls for it,” Gary continued to bait him, it was working. The more Vardan talked, the more certain Gary was that he was on a spade draw.

“People like you, they always fuck things up because you’re always chasing after what you’ve already lost—and you can never get it back, but you won’t stop trying until you have nothing,” Another dive bombing of ten-k chips, the grip on her ass was angling more between her legs as his cock grew harder underneath her, “and you’ll always get there—because deep down, you believe that you deserve to have nothing. So you will that into being.”

The river, the last card, (6S). Again, Gary had to bite his lip. He pretended not to like the third spade, representing a weak hand.

“Come on, we all know what comes next..” Vardan interrupted Gary’s performance, “you’re all in, right?”

“Well… the spade flush made it… but I don’t think you have it. I’m all in.”

Gary pushed all of his chips into the overflowing pile of chips, every chip in the $800,000 game.

“You’re right Gary. Right about everything. Right that you deserve to have nothing and right that I don’t have spades, I call.”

“Full house!” Gary turned his card over, triumphantly, “eights full of aces.”

Vardan paused, he snugged Ginger’s pussy up against his hard cock. He turned over his hand before turning his face into Ginger’s black hair and slowly dragging his teeth and lips across her neck, biting her.

(AH, AC) Aces full of eights. Vardan won everything on one hand.

Gary sat back down, dumfounded. Staring with his jaw hanging slack.

“Sarah, would you kindly find me a bag to carry my winnings in?” Vardan turned to Sarah, smiling gently, almost apologetic for what her father was doing to himself, “and you. Gary. I no longer feel confident that you’ll be able to repay the loan I’ve given you. If she agrees, I’ll be taking Ginger with me as collateral on the loan…”

“No!” Gary shouted.

“It’s not up to you, man of the house. You’d better hope that she says yes, because the other option is to take the house as collateral. Then you wouldn’t be able to earn anything for yourself. How about it, my dear? Would you bless me with your company for the next twelve hours or so, to save your husband’s casino?”

 

[Little_Tease]

Ginger could not believe what he was about to do she so feared he was going to lose everything they worked so hard to get to and now with his dumb drunk ass ruin it all. She looked at Sarah once as if also saying sorry to her for what her father was doing though, she probably did not understand or at least not yet what was at stack.

Ginger could not really watch she was to afraid, so she tried to keep her eyes slightly shut as if praying it was then she felt Vardan’s hot breath on her neck and smelled his breath lightly minty at that. She nodded and then moved like he needed her, she bite her lower lip as she felt her body press lightly against him as he put one hand on the back of his head and the other on his chest she looked at Vardan before looking over his shoulder so she wouldn’t have to watch Gary loose everything she knew no matter how good he played it all out he never knew when to stop.

Her finger tips brushed threw his hair ever so softly as if she were trying to massage the back of his head heading down to the back of his neck, though she was only trying to distract herself as she could feel between her legs his leg plus something else.

She was already so turned on by the way Gary had left her and all and now being so close to a good looking guy her skirt riding up her thighs ever so slightly and now his hand pulling her body to press more against him she couldn’t believe how hot he was making her and if that was what she thought it was between her legs under his pants god no she couldn’t think about that not now not sitting right on his….. his leg she tried to clear her thoughts so her hips would not wiggle ever so slightly, or her body do anything to make him think she wanted him.

She loved Gary after all, but it has been an exceedingly difficult time the few months and all and he was not making it any easier at the moment.

What she heard he was pretty good at it maybe this time he would know when to stop she just hoped he did, she glanced once or twice back towards Gary as if pleading him to stop and pay Vardan but he seemed to just ignore her.

Her finger tips griped slightly to Vardan as she kept feeling his hand grip her ass or press her body a bit more to him making her pussy rub even more over his cock which now was even getting hard underneath her she gasped some holding her breath, she knew he heard it like a whisper in his ear and he probably could feel the heat on his leg which her pussy was giving from itself.

“V... Vardan!”

She sighed softly in his ear as she then felt his teeth on her neck biting her, what he didn’t know was that was her weak spot that was a spot on her body that could make her melt like a peace of chocolate in someone’s hands. She griped his chest some as her hips moved ever so slightly showing he was teasing her badly at that moment as she tried to keep her mind clear of what she was siting on and how much she would have loved it being fee and in her but she is married she wasn’t allowed to have these thoughts.

She had missed the whole game or most of it as his body held her mind in a foggy way as she tried not to think of Vardan fucking her or such but at the end as Vardan asked Sarah for a bag or such and then turned telling Gary he was going to take her with him as a collateral. She didn’t know how to react as Gary then shouted no she jumped some smiling but her eyes went to Vardan and couldn’t look away as he then told him he had no say and then asked her if she would bless him with her company for the next twelve hours.

She held her breath for a second thinking about it, it was only twelve hours what’s bad about that and just some more flirting and talking and all and it was pretty late maybe sleep then she would be quickly back home.

She could help herself she had to blend everything else away as she then asked Vardan as she tried to look or act normal and his body was not doing anything to her body.

“If I go with you only Twelve hours?! And then you promise that the casino and my husband won’t come to harm right?!”




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Sarah watched the guys playing and smiled each time her dad won the hand though listening to Vardan and her dad speaking she couldn’t help but wonder what her dad was getting himself into and if he really could keep this up but the way Ginger kept looking back she feared that would be.

She saw the $ signs in her dad’s eyes but it was not her spot to try and talk him out of playing or at least tell him one stops when one is at the top afterwards there is only downwards. It was then that Sarah almost wanted to cry cause of what Vardan said it was the truth more then he knew or probably thought but also the prettiest thing she had ever heard form such a man.

She watched the reaction on her dad, but it did not really hit him that much he was more locked on the game and the cards then he was really listening. She sighed some as Vardan said your probably going all in she hoped he would say no and just stop but he was not going to do that she knew it.

When Gary then said all in she wanted to throw the cards at him and call him a dumb ass but she didn’t she tried to act all normal as if she didn’t care what he was doing as she watched ginger on Vardan’s lap she looked a bit weird and wondered what was wrong other then dad and this game.

When Vardan than asked her to get him a bag or such for his winnings she bites her lip and nodded shyly. She turned and looked and found something and came back she hadn’t heard Vardan telling Gary he was going to take Ginger with him but as Ginger asked him if she did then her husband and the casino would come to no harm she couldn’t help but stare.

She knew she had to talk to her dad about this after he was gone but she wasn’t sure what to do Ginger didn’t look like she really wanted to go with him her Dad didn’t want it either but she wasn’t in a position to tell him to fuck off or to take her with him.

She just stood there next to Vardan on the other side to where Ginger was sitting on his lap bending lightly over the table to put his winnings in the bag she had found to give it to him afterwards as she handed it to him.

“Good game?!”

She said shyly not sure if those were the right words, she should have said but tried to stay friendly as it was bad enough probably worse then she thought.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Vardan’s eyes snapped to Ginger’s, it was the first time, through all of Gary’s antics that Vardan actually looked furious. It wasn’t lost on him that this was all a big show to make a fool out of him—bait him into a sucker’s bet and make him lose Gary’s debt back to him. Vardan had done everything short of begging Gary not to do this—but he was done begging. He grabbed Ginger by her upper arm, squeezing her hard enough that his fingers were sure to leave bruises behind.

“I make no such promise—nor do I guarantee I’ll only need you for twelve hours. I can promise that if you don’t go with me, the next time you see me will be with a moving truck, to sell off every table, machine, neon light and clay chip out of this fucking place. I’ll gut this fucking place out to bare floorboards and when I’m done with that I’ll still be taking collateral with me. I further promise that if you are unwilling to serve as collateral, my next choice will be something that Gary misses even more than he’d miss you,” Vardan’s voice struck like dagger slashes as he painted a picture for Ginger what refusal would entail.

“And while you and him might become reattached after he’s demonstrated his ability to pay me off, his fingers or his balls might not have that option later on,” Vardan continued to snarl, not loud, but fierce.

Vardan quickly released Ginger’s arm and softened his expression when Sarah returned with his cash all bagged up. He smiled at her, the way one does when they’re being fake for someone else’s reassurance.

“Thank you so much, precious, precious Sarah. You’ve grown up so much… I remember when you were just a little tiny thing that your father carried in a blanket,” Vardan continued smiling, ever so gently brushing the one stray lock of silken hair behind her ear with just the very tips of his fingers, “maybe you’d like to come stay with me while your father figures out how to pay me?”

“No!” Gary barked again, this time standing with considerably more determination than he had for Ginger, “you’ve made your point. Would you give us a moment, please? …Boss?”

Vardan seemed to be considering this, his fingertips still slowly tracing the few strands of Sarah’s hair below her ear, down to her smooth shoulder. At last, he pulled away from Sarah, wrapping his arms around Ginger instead, embracing her like a lover as he stood up from his seat—for a moment pressing the huge outline of his cock harder against Ginger’s clit, until they reached standing and he helped her, making certain that her legs were ready to bare weight before he let her go.

As he stood up, the wetness from Ginger’s pussy made the outline of his cock even more pronounced and visible. Even the wide crown of his huge cock could be readily differentiated.

“Talk quickly,” Vardan insisted, retrieving his Armani sport jacket from the chair and shrugging back into it effortlessly, the advantages of custom tailoring, “I’m getting sick of this place. With a few exceptions…”

His gaze turned back to Sarah as he buttoned the top button on his coat, hiding the wet spot on his thigh.

“Your father says you took some time off from school to do some volunteer work, where have you been volunteering? I give to a lot of charities and I’m always looking for ones that are worthwhile.”

*-*-*

Some ways back from the table, out of immediate earshot, Gary and Ginger were having their heart-to-heart. For a moment he just hugged her, holding her close while he sucked on halting breaths in and out to stop himself from sobbing.

“Baby, I—I don’t know if we have a choice here. If he wrecks the casino we have no shot of ever getting out from under this. And if he wrecks me… who knows what’ll be left. The worst that he wants to do to you is fuck you and we could move past that. I—I mean I could forgive you, if you had to fuck him… if you had no choice.”

Gary hugged her again, this time openly weeping, his sobs were high-pitched and pathetic.

“I love you so much, baby. Nothing’s ever going to change that. We’re going to get out of this, I promise you.”

That was the thing about Gary, he’d make promises that he couldn’t be sure he would keep. Vardan would not.

 

[Little_Tease]

When Vardan had griped Gingers arm she took a deep breath in threw her teeth hissing almost as it hurt just a enough and she knew tomorrow she probably was going to have small bruises where his fingers and his thumb held tightly to her slender arm. When he spoke to her, she bites her lip as she feared it might shiver or such out of fear as she tried to keep calm.

She only nodded so he knew she understood what he was saying to her, she knew what he said was true and he wouldn’t think a second longer about it and would have done it that instant if he had a truck standing outside. It was then he told her she could reattach to him and all after some after he has shown he can pay but that might not mean everybody peace of him had the same chance in that.

It was then that it hit her what he meant in what he else could take which meant Gary more then herself as His hand loosened on her arm and Sarah came back with his bagged money. She was still sitting on Vardan’s lap and leaned forward against his chest and shoulder as she tried to calm her breathing that got a bit faster when he got mad at them and hide her fear from Sarah as well.

She could only hope Sarah was as smart as Gary had always said she was and notice something off on Vardan and would stay as far away from as possible. She gasped only a second as he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her closer and rubbing her clit more against his cock so he could stand lowering her to her feet as well he told them to hurry. She had to take a second to catch her breath as her body hungered him, but her mind feared him.

She looked up at Vardan once before she went to Gary to talk, she gave Sarah a look as if trying to tell her watch out, but she feared the girl had not noticed it or understood her look.

When Gary just took her in a hug at first she sighed some in relief and hugged back, he then started to speak she looked at him and listened she knew he was right , they had no other choice if Vardan took the Casino they would have no chance to pay back other then in life and body parts at first.

It was then he told her that the worse thing was that Vardan would want to fuck her, she didn’t think that was the worst but knew he would fuck her the way he felt under her pussy while sitting on his lap but it was the words of Gary being able to forgive her for fucking him if she had no choice.

She gasped some not believing what he was just saying as if it was all her fault here that they had to speak this over what to do or what they were able to do. When he hugged her back she hugged back as his words kept going threw her mind and when he then said he loved her and they would get out of this she whispered in his ear almost growling with anger and also a lot of fear.

“I Love you to Gary, but I wouldn’t have to fuck with Vardan if you hadn’t fucked this all up…!”

She then let him go turning to Vardan and then slowly walking towards him saying then so that Sarah might not understand what was going on here and not find it to weird and funny.

“SOOO… Vardan then I’ll go with you to show you that place we talked about earlier that it will be easier to find.!”

She wasn’t sure herself what she was saying but hoped he would play along or not have said anything to Sarah already but the way he kept touching and speaking to her so softly and polite she knew he hadn’t he didn’t want to mess her perfect little world up or at least not yet.





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When Sarah came back she noticed Ginger was a little on edge as if something was wrong her Dad as well but Vardan smiled nicely to her so she thought maybe nothing was there to notice and she only thought it though she still couldn’t help to wonder why Ginger should leave with him.

As Vardan then asked Sarah if she didn’t want to go with him while her Dad got the money he owned him she knew something was funny about this but before she could react or say a thing her dad growled quickly a no. She did not say anything and just watched. Vardan’s finger were playing with a stray lock of hers putting it behind her ear she could not help but smile softly as if saying thank you.

His touch was so soft and kind she had not thought of him being such a man since he looked more like strength and power then soft and kind. Vardan’s finger traveled down her stray lock as she held her breath as his finger reached her should, something made her want to shiver under his touch, but she could fight it this time at least.

When Vardan stood up she watched as Ginger slide down his leg some to her feet she thought she had seen something on his leg, but he covered it quickly as if to hide it. Ginger gave her this weird look she was not sure why and she did not really want to find out but knew something was wrong.

When Ginger and Gary walked away to talk about something, she stood there alone with Vardan her eyes looking at them once and then back to Vardan as she smiled.

When Vardan spoke about her time volunteering she smiled and nodded her hand went to his arm gripping softly as she then said.

“Oh, really that’s nice to hear sadly not so many people want to help others and that makes me sad….”

He3r eyes light up as this meant a lot to her when someone showed interest in really wanting to help and not just to make fun of her or such, therefore she really hoped he meant it and didn’t want to make fun of her in any way. She blushed slightly as she noticed her hand on his arm and let go quickly and then added.

“there is this homeless shelter downtown past the bridge I believe would be worth your while if you really are looking for a place to help….”

She took a step closer to Vardan to ask him something as her eyes went from Ginger and Gary up to him having to look slightly up when standing directly in front of him.

“Is something wrong…?! I know my dad has some problems with money and so, but they seem a bit more scared or even sad?!”

She got a bit nervous standing so close to him she also could smell him and thought he really did smell good but in the look of Gingers eyes and the way her dad reacted over Vardan she wasn’t sure she was supposed to start to like the guy and after what Cory did to her she should be more careful in her choice in men but he seemed so nice and gentle though he was so big and mean looking she thought.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Vardan smirked as Ginger returned, speaking vaguely to try and keep Sarah innocent of what her father truly lost over that card table. He found it agreeable that Sarah should not know the intimate details of what was taking place—but Ginger’s timing was not opportune, as Sarah was beginning to demonstrate physical affection. It was strange to try and interact with Ginger and Sarah in the same conversation—one was genuinely innocent and precious in a way that actually made him consider loving someone—the other was an unsatisfied slut, warring between her own desires and the constraints of her failing marriage. It was difficult to find a middle ground for addressing them.

In the end, Vardan decided to let Sarah take her leave, but not before solidifying his first impression in her mind. While one arm snaked possessively around Ginger’s waist, Vardan didn’t look away from Sarah while he reached into the bag, retrieving a bundle of bills. A stack of ten thousand.

“Put it where you think it’ll do the most good,” Vardan slipped the stack of bills into Sarah’s hand, gently closing his massive hand around her smaller one with a gentle, reassuring squeeze, “but whatever you do, don’t give a penny to your father. He’ll just lose it back to me and this will be pointless.”

At last, Vardan slid his hand from her shoulder up to the nape of her neck, pulling her in close to kiss her cheek. With that, he turned back to Ginger, pulling her affectionately close while looking past her to Gary.

“My friends took my car, so I’ll need to take your Mercedes, while she shows me what she’s going to show me,” Vardan insisted of Gary, continuing with the subterfuge that Ginger had hinted him toward—but keeping the dripping intention in his tone.

“M-My M-m-Mercedes?” Gary stammered, his parrot-mouth returning.

“That’s right.”

Gary moved like he was walking into a furnace, seemingly more dismayed at letting Vardan drive his car than he was about letting him fuck his wife. When he got close enough, Vardan snatched away the key fob and turned toward the storm doors to leave through the back. His hand wrapped around the point of Ginger’s hip as they walked arm-in-arm to the parking lot.

Vardan used the remote to unlock the black Mercedes and climbed into the driver’s seat. When Ginger climbed into the passenger’s side, Vardan suddenly and aggressively reached across her body as though he was going to ravage her right there in the parking lot, but just as his lips were close enough to share warmth with hers, he grabbed her seatbelt and pulled it slowly across her body, nestling into the cleft between her big, round breasts.

“Ginger, my beauty, your husband has a problem. If I gave him a hundred years, he’d never be able to pay me back. He can’t hold any amount of money because he’s always fixated on his last lost, trying to get that back however her can. I didn’t want to say so in front of his little girl, but he’s a born loser. You’re the luckiest thing that ever happened to him and look how he treats you. The only way to help him out from under this debt is behind his back—because if he knows anything about it, he’ll find a way to fuck it up.

“That’s why I wanted to get you alone, so that you can work off his debt without him knowing. It might not be easy, but you’ve got plenty of marketable resources,” Vardan turned the engine over and backed out of his space fast, “for starters, I’ll forgive five grand of Gary’s debt if you suck my cock on the way to my friends’ hotel.”

As he sped off, Vardan unbuttoned and unzipped his designer slacks, fishing out his massive cock. There was no point to pretense anymore—at least not to the level that they were pretending around Gary and Sarah.

Ginger wanted his cock desperately, and Vardan was done pretending like he hadn’t noticed. He reached over to the back of her head expectantly, steering with his other hand as he took the turn toward the freeway.

*-*-*

Andrew had been sleeping in the back of his truck when the sound of tires kicking up gravel and tiny pebbles loudly hitting the metal side of the truck woke him from an oddly comfortable sleep on top of his camping pad and sleeping bag. He sat up and yawned, acutely aware of an awful taste in his mouth, Andrew wondered why Vardan was leaving with Gary’s Benz—and why Ginger was going along with him?

Andrew fished through his bag for a clean undershirt, tight over his athletic body and clean white. He took the time to hastily brush his teeth over a camping cup, rinsing with bottled water and spitting into the beat-up grass of Gary’s yard. He wandered back into the casino cautiously, closing the doors behind him.

“Is everything… alright?” Andrew asked hesitantly, wandering into the almost empty casino. It was a couple hours after dawn, all the tables were closed.

It was kind of a nebulous question, but Andrew was reluctant to name any of the specifics out loud.

*-*-*

It enraged Gary to see how affectionate Vardan was getting with Sarah—above all else, Gary was duty bound to preserve Sarah’s innocence—even if it cost him his life. But he was unable to do anything, frozen by fear and deep self-loathing. What Ginger had said was true—this was his fault, he’d fucked it up—fucked it all up, trying to double-up once too often.

He wanted to apologize, he wanted to beg Ginger to stay and bravely sacrifice any limb he could require. Most of all he wanted not to have the biggest and hardest erection that he’d had since he was sixteen. Why did this awful situation turn him on so much?

In the end, Gary just stood there, grinding his teeth and tugging on the front edge of his vest to do a bad job of disguising his boner. This lasted until Ginger and Vardan left, then his rage overflowed him—misdirected, as overflowing rage so often is.

“Give me that money! I don’t want you to ever talk to that man again, do you understand me?” Gary lunged after the stack of bills in his daughter’s hands.

“Is everything… alright?”

“Yeah, Andrew! It’s fucking perfect. Why don’t you get the hell out of here? Your shift isn’t for another four hours.”

“Look, I just wanted to make sure—”

“I know exactly why you came back and you can forget it! I’ll kill you before I let you fuck my daughter!” Gary was sobbing, delirious.

“Jesus, dude. You’re losing the thread. Sarah, you alright?”

“Talk to me, pretty boy!” Gary screamed, reaching his fist back to swing at Andrew.

 

[Little_Tease]

Ginger sighed in relief slightly under her breath as Vardan played along as Sarah stood in front of him, though she saw something in his eyes he was interested in the girl and she was slightly jealous but also feared for Sarah if he ever would get his fingers on her. She knew he was pretty big and if Sarah is still a virgin which she thought even though she told Gary she probably was not any more she would not be able to handle him.

Vardan had snaked one arm around her waist holding her awfully close she tried to cuddle to his side, so it looked like nothing but a little friendly cuddle kind of thing for Sarah. Though he didn’t let his eyes off Sarah no matter ho she pressed herself to him and all as if trying to get his mind of Sarah and back to her she then looked at Gary once as if to make sure he wouldn’t do anything stupid like try and hit Vardan or something like that.

When he said his friends had token his car and that he needed Gary’s Mercedes she wanted to laugh another thing he probably loved more then her it had costed a lot more probably then she had taken out of his pockets. When he had the keys and walked arm in arm with her outside she took a deep breath, she looked back once at Gary before she couldn’t see him any longer just to see what he was thinking or he was busy now on the thought of the money in Sarah’s hand, his car or Vardan taking almost everything he cared about.

Sitting in the car she looked at Vardan and jumped lightly as he came so quickly close, she bites her lip though as he then only grabbed for the seat belt, she was a little disappointed. She did not want to really cheat on Gary, but this was the perfect chance to do something and say she was forced to do so.

When he then told her that Gary wasn’t going to be able to pay back they both knew it was the truth with each dime he would earn he would loose a dollar cause he tried to win more out of it, she was supposed to pay it back to Vardan behind Gary’s back so he couldn’t fuck it up she thought Vardan wasn’t all that a bad guy he wanted to help Gary so he wouldn’t be in debt to him of course cause he wanted his money back but also to help Gary and her out some plus Sarah.

“Work it off...?!”

When he then started to the engine and backed out of the parking spot, she gasped some hearing what she could start with, she could not help but get excited. Ever since she had sat on his lap she did want to see it and feel it but she wasn’t ever going to admit to it, but when he said she could suck his cock till they got back to the hotel from his friends she blushed some.

His hand went behind her head and she did not fight it she unbuckled her seat and bend over taking his cock in her hand and mouth as she slowly started to use her tongue and lips to massage his shaft. He was so much bigger then Gary was and some other guys she had before and she really looked forward working the debt off on this cock she could only hope it was only going to be him and not someone else’s either.




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Sarah stood there smiling at Vardan shaking her head.

“Oh my god! I could not…. are you really sure about it…? Umm Thank You so much I will give it to the most needed I Promise…”

She felt his hand squeeze hers and looked to her dad as if saying can you believe that as Vardan then said whatever you do don’t give it to your dad, she stopped smiling and looked back at Vardan and then back at her dad as she listened to what he said. She nodded to him and said then.

“Umm no I wont I Promise you wanted to give it to the charity I can’t just use it for my own good…!”

When he pulled her close by the neck she gasped slightly but as he kissed her cheek her hand went to his chest as she kissed his cheek back saying thank you almost like a whisper to him once again not believing he just trusted her with that much money and that she would do the right thing and not just use it herself or give it to her dad.

She stood there still shocked by how much money Vardan had given her that she didn’t really listen to them any more as she looked at the money it felt weird holding it in her hand and she couldn’t believe how sweet he was. She had thought Vardan was a going to be an asshole and all he was mean sometimes with what he said she thought but she had thought he was worse.

When Vardan had taken the keys from her dad she looked slightly but did not think much of it Ginger would drive it back home probably anyways. As they walked out, she called bye mostly to Vardan but also Ginger.

As soon as they were out, she saw this weird look in her dads’ eye, and he looked as if he wanted to scream and shout but also at the same time cry and hide. She stood there holding the money still as she then wanted to ask her dad if he needed her or if she could go upstairs to her room to lay down some this was all so much excitement that she had to get off her feet some and let this all work on her.

It was then he seemed pissed off grabbing the money out of her hands telling her never to speak to Vardan again, she gasped some and went to move the bills away from his reach but she wasn’t as fast as he had been. How dare he do such a thing that money was hers to give to charity and not his to take she thought she just wanted to scream at him as Andrew came in.

She smiled softly with a slight shyness in her eyes as he looked pretty damn good in his undershirt and all. Andrew only wanted to make sure everything was ok as her dad then shouted at him telling him to get the hell out of here his shift does not start for another four hours or so. She wanted to step in and tell her dad to calm down as Andrew did it but before he could finish what he was saying Gary goes and steps over the line telling Andrew he was not going to fuck his daughter. She gasped and blushed at the same time, but the blush was more of anger for her dad then letting Andrew know she would have liked to.

“Stop it...!”

She screamed as she then saw her dad raise his hand wanting to swing his fist towards Andrew, she walked up to her dad slapping him across the face as she fought the urge to cry, she then growls at her dad a bit as she then tells him.

“First of all with whom I fuck or not is my decision not yours… second of all Andrew had nothing to do with whatever is fucking with you DAD!, I am not a little girl any more I am not even a vir,,,”

She stopped herself before she said something that might upset him more or let Andrew know something, she did not want him to know well at least right now.

“Just give me the Money back or lay it on the table as soon as you’ve gotten back to your senses and go sleep off your alcohol your Drunk and mad that’s no good way to speak to people who want to help or care for you!”
Before she started to cry she turned bumping into Andrew lightly but only saying sorry before she ran out the same door Vardan and Ginger left seeing only Andrew’s truck there she ran to it and sat on the back of his truck pulling her knees to her chest and hiding her face as she started to cry she wrapped her arms around her legs.

She was so mad at her dad and hoped he would leave the money to her and do nothing stupid with it so she would get in trouble with Vardan as he had trusted her to deo the right thing with it.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Vardan sighed and leaned his head back against the plush, leather headrest as he felt the warm, wet embrace of Ginger’s mouth, driving with one hand while the other hand made a fist around Ginger’s long black hair, bundling it up in his fist at the base of her skull. He was content to let her work, for the most part, letting her set the pace and take him only to her desired comfort level for a while, only occasionally guiding her to use her tongue, or to suck on his balls.

When they reached the freeway, it was bumper-to-bumper, as was tragically common for this time of morning—the commute into the city being among the worst on the planet. Vardan wasn’t particularly prone to road rage, but it was good to have Ginger as an outlet for frustration in bumper to bumper traffic.

Tightening his grip on her hair, Vardan began to push her head down, forcing her to take him deeper each time her mouth moved down his shaft. He continued pushing her face down, closer and closer to his lap—even after she started choking and retching over the large, uncut head probing the back of her throat, trying to force itself past her gagging.

“That’s it… good slut. Choke on that fucking cock, whore,” Vardan panted, finally succeeding in forcing his whole cock down her throat, with her big, firm breasts pressed against his thigh, “yessss…”

Ginger was clearly struggling with Vardan’s size, but he was merciless in fucking her throat—for five-grand, he expected her to do better than this. When the car came to a stop again, he let go of the wheel to begin hammering her down the length of his shaft by slapping his fist with his other hand like it was a hammer.

SMACK-SMACK-SMACK-SMACK!

“Come on! Take that cock all the way, bitch. I’m going to reduce your payment if you can’t take it any deeper than that. Take the whole thing in your throat and then let your tongue out to lick my balls. If you can’t this isn’t a five-grand blowjob. Twenty-five-hundred, tops!”

Vardan relaxed his grip some, taking the wheel back in his other hand as traffic started moving again. He would let Ginger reestablish her own pace, but only for as long as it pleased him.

*-*-*

Andrew had no idea what was transpiring between Sarah and Gary, but he knew enough to know that Gary was way out of line. When Sarah fled to the parking lot, on the verge of tears, Andrew placed himself between Gary and the direction she’d gone. This time, when Gary raised his fist again, Andrew put his hands up too—making it clear that he knew more of fighting than Gary did.

“I think you need to sleep it off, boss. I just came back to make sure things were alright, I saw Ginger leaving with Vardan. I’m on your side, remember?” Andrew tried urgently to talk Gary out of getting his ass kicked—it might put a damper on things with Sarah if he beat her dad bloody.

“Oh God… Ginger…” Gary and his fighting posture both crumbed before Andrew’s eyes, he fell to the ground, sobbing.

While Gary broke down, Andrew quickly snatched the stack of bills he’d seen Gary take from Sarah. After that, he knelt down to where his boss was unravelling.

“Get some sleep, boss. We can figure it out, whatever it is. You’re a big success. Okay? Sleep. I’ll see you in a few hours,” Andrew patted Gary reassuringly on the back, but not lingering much longer, eager to be away from this place and situation.

When he saw Sarah tucked up on herself in the bed of his truck, he smiled. Maybe Gary wasn’t so far off about Andrew finally getting it in with his childhood crush after so long. Sarah had graduated and moved away from home before Andrew had his growth spurt, as he was three years younger than her—but she saw him now, such an enticing blend of height and might.

Andrew climbed over the tire into the truck-bed, carefully sitting next to Sarah and picking up the sleeping bag to wrap around their shoulders. It was mid-morning, but the chill of night was still lingering in the air.

“I think he’s going to be alright, he just needs to sleep it off,” Andrew cooed, reassuringly as his muscular arm neatly bundled her up in itself, “but I believe this was yours.”

Under the edge of his sleeping bag, Andrew passed the stack of bills over to Sarah, careful not to be to flashy with that much cash. Underground casinos often attracted muggers in their remote parking areas.

“You’re even more beautiful than I remember,” Andrew muttered softly, his blue eyes seeking her expressive, teal eyes, “I’m really glad you decided to come back—please don’t let tonight scare you off. It’s not always like this, I swear.”

In the tense silence that followed, Andrew leaned closer, his eyes fluttering closed as he gently pressed his lips against Sarah’s… the moment just felt right.

 

[Little_Tease]

Ginger tried to take him as deep as she could without gagging as her lips and tongue were massaging his shaft her one hand went to play with his balls as well. Her other hand held tightly to her seat not only to hold herself but also because there was not all that much space.

When his hand went into her hair holding it in a fist she gasped slightly feeling his hand ever so slightly at the beginning just help her a bit but when he then started to push her more and more down till the point she started to gag she wiggled some.

He tried to force himself past the point of her gagging she tried to push upwards on his hand as if trying to gasp for air or such but as his cock head then finally made its way past her gagging point tears welled up in her eyes slightly not to much of fear or pain but just the fact that it wasn’t that willingly she tried to calm her throat and body her nervous mostly so it would be easier and each second he gave her the chance to catch her she gasped for it.

She also tried not to let to much spit run past her lips though with his hand forcing her just like he wanted it, making it harder to try to do that. Then his other hand did something pushing her each time just a bit farther down his shaft forcing her lips to press against his body at the base of his shaft which also made her choke just a bit more each time. Each time her head came up just enough that her lips weren’t all the way stretched and she could open them a bit more she tried to breath making sounds, which she had the feeling turned him only on even more.

As soon as she felt his hand relax and she was able to go back to her own pace she pulled off him for a second gasping for air as she licked his cock from base to tip giving her some time to catch her breath. Though she was able to go her own pace she tried to take him as deep as he had forced himself to make sure he wouldn’t take hold of her again to force her as it was easier this way.

Her plump full breasts still pressed against his thigh as she was sucking his cock her thighs rubbed against each other as she still had this burning between her legs, she so wished for this cock to take care of. She then reached with one hand between her legs to start to play with herself as she tried to keep him happy as she sucked his cock bobbing her head up and down and every second or third time she went slower down to take him fully in and hold him for a second there and tried not to gag as she then slowly let him slip up out of her mouth again just for her to go down again on him.




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Sarah sat there on the back of Andrews truck and tried to calm her nerves, she heard the door and turned her face to hide in her knees. She thought maybe it was her dad coming after her but as she felt the truck move some without yelling, she looked and saw it was Andrew.

In this light she thought Andrew looked even better than before, as Andrew then covered them up in his sleeping bag, she smiled softly to him as if thanking him. She wiped a tear from her cheeks she didn’t want him to see her like that, when he told her, her father would be alright that everything would get better she gave a small laugh out as if saying yeah right.

It was then that when he gave her the money back her dad had taken from her and then told her not to get scared off again to stay that it was all different the most time, she sighed some. It was quiet between them as she stared into his eyes, both of them did not say anything.

When he leaned closer, she held her breath and when his lips touched her in a kiss she let him kiss her for a second or two before she broke the kiss but didn’t pull away she took two or three breaths.

“Andrew”

She whispered before she then leaned back in to kiss him again as she moved slightly to turn towards him, she laid the money to side as her hand went to his chest gripping him slightly as if to pull him closer. She then moved and went to straddle his lap not breaking the kiss, her arms went around his neck, her heart went faster and faster as she was getting nervous but something in her just talked her over to do this.

She did not know why she was doing this other then that Andrew did turn her on and she knew him for so long or was it the fact that her dad wanted Andrew to leave his fingers from her. She didn’t care there was something and it was different then with Cory, in that second that Cory came back in her mind she broke the deep kiss panting as her forehead stayed to his her lips brushing his as she tried to catch her breath.

“I’m sorry…...Andrew”

She whispered to him as her eyes were still closed from the kiss as she then added.

“I don’t know why I did that…!”

She was still straddling his lap and her arms moved from around his neck to holding onto his shoulders, her chest moving quick to match her breathing and her heart racing. She was now also blushing a crimson red on her cheeks as she slowly opened her eyes to look at Andrew but did not move away from his lips, she could not move away for some reason.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

“Oh yeah, suck my cock like that—make it messy, don’t you swallow that spit, let it drool down—make a puddle in the middle of this driver’s seat,” Vardan sighed, lifting his left leg to give her better access to his balls as she ran her tongue up and down his cock and balls, “that’s a good little cock-sucking whore.”

She was a whore, she was sucking his cock for money, now he just had to make her his whore—then the money wouldn’t even matter. Ginger was a quick learner—a great quality in a whore, and before long she was deep throating him on his own, bouncing her luscious breasts in his lap, using her hands to urge him closer to a climax as they gradually inched closer to 90210 where Vardan had rented a floor suite for his guests.

“I’m going to cum, bitch—going to cum in your cheating whore throat—” as Vardan pulled off the freeway, he retook control of Ginger’s head, forcing her deep with each thrust and holding her until the ring of her throat clenched around his shaft and tears spilled from her eyes, “tongue—give me that tongue while my cock’s in your throat! Tongue! Do it! Ugh, I’m close!”

A few more rough thrusts from his cock and the base began to swell, his balls jerked as his jizz rose up his shaft. He held her head up for one final big, sputtering gulp of air before slamming her sufficiently stretched throat, burying himself to the base. Pushing her lips against his root and her breasts against his leg.

Finally, his cock jerked hard and spurted a huge glut of thick cum directly into Ginger’s throat. He continued to hold her down as his cock jerked and spewed again, like a frat rush who couldn’t hold his booze. Over and over his cock sprayed his full load, backed up for a few days, through her throat and into her guts.

“That’s a good whore,” Vardan sighed as he pulled up to the W hotel, the valet jogging over to park their car, Vardan wiped the dripping eyeliner from under Ginger’s eyes, “worth every penny.”

Vardan flashed her a smile before getting out of the car and handing the keys to the valet, making no mention of the puddle in the seat left behind him. He moved over to open Ginger’s door for her, a gentleman in spite of how he’d treated her throat. He gave her his arm as they walked into the opulent lobby.

The lobby of the W Hotel was filled with exclusive boutique outlet stores, Givenchy, Fredrick’s, Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choo—

“You’re going to make more tonight than most whores earn in a month, if you do what I tell you. When we go upstairs, my friends and I are all going to fuck the shit out of you—all holes, until we’re satisfied. In return, I’ll forgive ten-grand of Gary’s debt for each one of us that you drain dry. But you can’t command that kind of price looking like… that,” Vardan wiped the other side of Ginger’s face where her tears had streaked her eye makeup down her face, he reached into a bag and handed her three stacks of ten k, “you go buy yourself something nice with Gary’s money—God knows he wouldn’t spend it on you. Fix yourself up, have your little Pretty Woman montage. Dress, hair, shoes, nails, makeup, lingerie… knock yourself out. When you’re done, come up to room 1688. No need to knock, we’ll be expecting you. Nod your head if you understand.”

Vardan nodded along with her like she was a child, handing her a plastic room key.

“Good slut. Have fun, but don’t take too long. My friends get angry if they have to wait too long.”

*-*-*

Andrew brought his hand up to the side of Sarah’s face when she straddled his hips and kissed him back passionately. His heart was racing in time with hers as he felt the crease of her pussy against his now erect cock. He sighed through his nose as his tongue writhed eagerly against hers and his hands moved down to squeeze her ass through her tight skirt, riding up her thighs from straddling him.

He could feel the texture of her fishnet pantyhose, hugging her ass cheeks under that skirt. It was such a hot paradox—sweet and innocent Sarah, Andrew’s literal girl next door through most of his life, dressed up like a slutty restaurant hostess. Andrew’s small, six-inch cock was fully erect.

When she broke the kiss off abruptly, Andrew was panting, too. While she thought about her boyfriend, Andrew worried about if his cock was too small. Was it pathetic? Even to an innocent girl like Sarah.

“Don’t be,” Andrew insisted at her apology, “I want it.”

She said she didn’t know why she did that, but she didn’t pull away.

“I don’t care why—Sarah, I’ve always wanted this.”

Andrew’s hand slid gently down to the side of Sarah’s neck, leading her back into another heartfelt, deep kiss—his hips angling to press his erection against her more directly. It was then that the sound of the storm door slamming reminded Andrew of where they were.

“But we should get out of here,” as hard as it was, Andrew pulled himself from the intimate embrace with his childhood crush, “I know a place.”

Andrew fished some sweatpants and a ribbed tank-top undershirt out of his duffel bag, handing them to Sarah before climbing down and helping her down from the truck bed after. He opened the door for her before running around to the driver’s side.

His tires kicked up some dirt and gravel as he sped out of the parking lot. He drove fast for several minutes—keeping his eyes squarely on the road to let Sarah change in privacy. After about ten minutes, and a little off-roading, Andrew parked at the edge of a cliff, somewhere in the Hollywood Hills, overlooking the entire valley from this height.

“So…” Andrew smiled, trying to play-off the awkwardness of changing locations to avoid being interrupted by her dad, without acknowledging that he knew she was in a relationship—much less tip her to the fact that he was dating someone else as well, “where were we?”