Las Vegas Lust

[Blue Dolphin]

OOC
This thread is closed for myself and CandideCoating.

Roger Blackthorn, 38 year old divorced Englishman.
5-10, sandy hair and blue eyes.
In Vegas for two weeks to attend a conference on IT, owner of a large UK software company.

IC.

After checking in at the Luxor, I left my luggage in my room, and took a walk around the hotel. Even though the local time in Vegas was 5pm, my body was still on English time, where it was now 1am the next morning. But I knew that I had to stay up as long as possible, to avoid waking in the early hours, full of life.

The hotel was excellent, and I must admit, i was attracted by all the bright lights and sounds in the casino. I had decided prior to leaving my home, that I would only play the slots, and budgeted myself to $50 a day. I decided to play a 20, before I went to eat, I could always return after dinner with the rest. I must have spent 20 minutes just walking aorund, looking at the table game, and the slots, before I finally decided to play on a video poker machine, using one quarter for each hand.


For my first time on these machines, I actually did quite well, getting a full house, Jacks over sevens, and a sraight also. It was when the straight came up, that I first heard the seductive voice I was to become to know so well.

"Cocktails anyone, a beer?"

I turned mt head to look, having read that one could have free drinks when playing the slots. I froze for a moment when I saw her, she was gorgeous.
She stood about 5-7 in her high heels, wearing what the yanks call pantyhose, with a very short skirt, and a top that pushed her tits up and together. Her hair was jet black, which set of her full red lips perfectly.

"Might I have a whisky and lemonade young lady?"
I politely enquired, smiling at her. She smiled back, although a little disinrested it seemed, and picked up her pad.

"We only have 7 Up Sir, will that be OK?"

"7 Up will be fine my dear."

I replied, smiling at her again. She turned and walked away, as I sat watching her, noting how tight her cute little ass was, and how the heels accentuated her walk.
I turned back to the machine, and played some more as I waited for my drink to arrive, humming a song to myself.

Raven hair, ruby lips, smoke flies from her fingertips....

"Hmmmmmmmmmm," I wondered, "did it?"

 

[CandideCoating]

OOC:

Rhiannon O'Mallory, 24 - native to Las Vegas - mom was a showgirl.
5'2" wearing 5" black stillettos, raven hair flows to just above her waist. She can't weigh a hundred pounds. Been cocktail waitressing in Vegas a long time.

IC:

The Luxor was a nice hotel. At least here the people she met were nice, interesting, and sophisticated. Plus, they usually know to tip better. Free drinks, whoever thought of that obviously never worked at the Sands in heels and a micro-mini for all the juiceheads from Brooklyn who think that a dollar and a feel is a tip.

Rhiannon put her tray on the service bar as she waited for her orders. She thought over the patrons and wondered what kind of night it would be. Suddenly a thought came to her.

"Hey, Maureen, don't we have lemonade somewhere for the little kids?"

Maureen informed her that if she was inclined to run all the way across the Casino floor to the first floor day care concessionary, they did indeed have lemonade. Rhiannon was smiling to herself recalling the deliciously Brittish way he had said "lemonade" as she did just that.

*****

When she returned after a bit too long, at first she feared he had left. That was not the case however, he was indepthly involved in his video poker hand. She swaggered near him and the player in the seat to his left reached for a cigarette. Leaning her swaying bosom between the two men, she sparked a match before either could blink and deftly lit the man's "fag" as she knew they were sometimes called in England. She smiled at her own cleverness as she handed the Briton his drink.

"I managed to find you some lemonade, but I can't serve it after 9. That's when Kiddie Concessions closes down..."

She smiled her politest smile and held out the drink and beverage napkin for him to take.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

It seemed an age before my drink arrived, and I was just about to look for her, when I got four sevens, on the poker game, I had won.
Seventy five dollars, I could not believe it.
I turned to tell the man next to me, just as the cocktail waitress leaned forward, to light his cigarette, giving us both a sight of her wonderful full and ample bosom.
I stopped dead for a moment, speechless, and then she turned to speak to me, saying

"I managed to find you some lemonade, but I can't serve it after 9. That's when Kiddie Concessions closes down..."

And held out the drink and beverage napkin.

I quickly regained my composure, taking the drink and smiling, before speaking to her.

"Well my dear, thank you so very much for that, this really is my lucky day. Staying in this lovely hotel, being served by such a pretty waitress as your self, and now, winning on the machine. So sweet lady, here you are, put this in your pot, or wherever you keep your tips."

Grinning devilishly, and letting my eyes succinctly look at her tits again, I handed her a $5 bill, which she placed in a glass with other tips, but, she did smile at me, and maybe, just maybe I saw a wink also.

I decided to cash in my winnings, and just sit there, enjoying the ambiance of the casino, before I left for dinner.
At least now I had a good reason to return later, I had a much bigger stake now
and, I wondered, would this vision of a waitress still be working, I hoped so.

 

[CandideCoating]

The Englishman tipped her well and enjoyed the fresh view of her fantastic body the uniform provided. She smiled to herself, thinking of what he would have to say come the weekend - the outfits required of the waitress then were even more revealing, if that were possible.

She quickly ran off to tend to some of the other guests after she left her mysterious Brit. However, soon she found her mind drifting back to him. She wondered, was he staying here, or just playing through? Only time would tell. She was wandering back towards the pit he had been seated in slowly, swaggering her hips. No need to rush this early in the night, have to save these feet for later too.... she thought to herself idly.

Just as she entered the small pit of video poker machines he had been seated in, a change cart came wheeding out of nowhere and nearly sideswiped her. She managed to save the appletini she had been carrying, but it did take considerable footwork. She handed off the drink, no tip, of course, and began to walk away.

It was then that he might have seen her, she bent over a tad, her short skirt curling up and exposing the bottoms of her sweet round ass hid inside those blackened pantyhose. She took off her left shoe and rubbed her foot, silently cursing the change cart guy. For the moment, her Englishman was all but forgotten...

 

[Blue Dolphin]

After changing the quarters into dollars, I strolled through to the Excalibur Hotel, along the moving walkways for my dinner.

The Excalibur was nice, English in a way I guess. The restaurant I ate in was called Sherwood Forest anyway, shades of Robin Hood there. The meal was good, with the usual excelent service one always finds in the US.

After the meal, I had a look round the Excalibur, and walked across the walkway to New York, New York also. In both hotels I looked in the casino, but was not tempted, my thoughts instead turning to the delicious waitress in the Luxor casino.

And, silly though it was, I decided to return there, and see if she was still on duty. Looking at my watch, I saw that it was turned 10pm, and remembered there would be no lemonade, and I wondered, would she remember me at all.

I sat at the same bank of machines, and fed a 20 in. This time I played 5 coins a hand, and set my limit at $60. Soon I was engrossed in the game, winning some, then losing a few hands, when I heard that soft voice again, it jolted me really, and I sat upright, looking around for this American beauty.

"Cocktails. beer, would anyone like a cocktail please?"

I saw her, just as she looked in my direction, and smiled, to let her know I required a drink.
She smiled back, floating across the floor as she approached, my eyes were transfixed on her lithe swaying body.
I forced myself to speak, almostin a trance, her full tits mesmerising me.

I suppose it is too late for me to have lemonade with my whisky now sweetheart"
I asked

 

[CandideCoating]

Several hours had passed, and the Englishman had flitted from her mind. Her shift was almost over now, soon the overnight girls would be arriving.

Rhiannon had been working the texas holdem' tables most of the night, a few of the high rollers there were winning big and demanding good attention and paying well for it. But they had tickets to the follies down the strip, a return to the old Vegas, like her mother remembers, so now they were gone.

Without even thinking she found herself wandering over to the same pit of video poker machines from earlier that day. What with the IT convention in town, there were a lot of Bill Gates - types taking their chances at the computerized version of gambling.

"Cocktails, beer, would anyone like a drink? Rhiannon liked the late night players best, most of the time they were pretty mellow. Occasionally however, she found them too mellow, leaving her with nothing to do.

That's when she heard his delicious accent, "I suppose it is too late for me to have lemonade with my whisky now sweetheart." She saunteered over to him, her large volumptous chest swaying in time with the click clack of her heels on the floor.

"No more lemonade, sorry. If you want something sweet, why not try malibu and pinapple. Now thats some good lemonade? She offered a sweet smile, and her sweet tongue dashed across her red lips.

Her hand went out to his arm as if to avert attention from the machine to her, So, do you trust my suggestion? Or will it be a whiskey and 7 UP. or perhaps a whiskey, shtaight up? Pick your poison."

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I could hardly take my eyes off her magnificent bosom as I listened to her sweet voice. Then she touched my arm, I almost jumped, but held it in check. Mind you, something else was begining to stir.

"So, do you trust my suggestion? Or will it be a whiskey and 7 UP. or perhaps a whiskey, shtaight up? Pick your poison."

"Now now aweetheart, how could a gentleman refuse such a suggestion, from one as sweet as you dear lady. A Malibu and Pineapple it is, a drink that will forever remind me of this place and you"

I smiled at her again, watching as almost blushed, then turned, walking to the bar. I was sure that her wiggle was now a little more pronounced too. She was gorgeous, and very sexy, and here I was, alone in a strange land.

I stopped my thoughts then, telling myself it was stupid, and returned to the game, even though I had lost interest by now.
All I wanted was for her to be back here, with my drink, so that I could see, and talk to her once more.

 

[CandideCoating]

It was a few minutes before Rhiannon returned with his drink. She had a few other drinks to drop off and she wanted his to be the last. That way she could talk to him, she just couldn't get enough of his accent. It was like last week when the Australian mens Olympic beach volleyball team had stayed her, that had been a fun filled week indeed. Being a Sin City girl her whole life, Rhiannon just died for that cultured sound that a British guy gives off, like a knight in shining armor.

She sighed sarcastically at her hopeful romantic self. Yeah and what the spinning chair befor ethe slot machine is his white horse, eh? She let the sarcasm, and the romanticism, subside before she approached him. Also, she checked her hair and make-up in the side of a Double Diamond machine an old woman from Mississippi was feeding hundreds of dollars. She smoothed down the glittering sequined corset that was her uniform, (gold - could it get any tackier?!) and hitched her black strecthy micro-mini up at least another quarter inch. The gold sequins, and glitter hairspray, on her tights made them glisten as they clung to her long shapely legs.

Before she was had reached him, he could hear the click-clack of her patent leather pumps, five inch stilettos tend to be noisy. He turned his head instinctively and looked at her, as if her were waiting for her. She put the thought out of her head immediately, Of course he's looking for you, you have his drink, duh! She moved her perfect ruby red lips into a broad smile and began to speak to him before she had even reached him.

"Now, this is my favourite drink, it's sweet, kinda makes me think that I'm on a tropical vacation. Oh! By the way, I'm Rhiannon." She pointed to the plastic nametag affixed to her right breast. It was handwritten in squiggly black felt marker letters, and she had stuck two silver star stickers to it.

She pointed at the machine, "Are the one armed bandits treating you okay tonight?" She giggled a little as she watched him, handing him a bright yellow cocktail with a wedge of pineapple on the rim.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I must have sensed her approaching, as it was difficult to hear footsteps in a noisy casino. As she saw me, her face broke into a large smile, her beautiful red lips parted, showing her perfect white teeth. I could not help but wonder if this was for me, or did she do this for all her customers. A reasonable thought, as she relied on their tips.


"Now, this is my favourite drink, it's sweet, kinda makes me think that I'm on a tropical vacation. Oh! By the way, I'm Rhiannon."
She said in that beautiful voice of hers, as she handed me my drink, and then asked
"Are the one armed bandits treating you okay tonight?"

"Oh I am doing OK so far today, about $50 ahead so far. My name is Roger by the way Rhiannon, Roger Blackthorn, and I am delighted to meet you."

I offered her my hand, and she shook it gently, which felt very nice indeed, I wondered though, if she thought a handshake was silly.

"Rhiannon is a lovely name my dear, and forever immortalised by Fleetwood Mac in their song. Now everytime i hear it, I will think of you, and my malibu and pineapple."

I took a sip, and nodded my approval, and handed her a $3 tip.

"Wow, it is nice isnt it? Thank you Rhiannon, If I were not so tired I would surely have another one later, but" I said, looking at my watch it is gone 11pm here, which makes it 7am tomorrow back in England, and I have been awake now for 27 hours. So after my drink, it is off to bed for me. I have a conference to attend tomorrow, but I know that I will certainly be back for another malibu come evening."

 

[CandideCoating]

The Englishman tipped her nicely, but better than that, he not only accepted her suggestion, he seemed to enjoy it! She tried to hide her excitement and self-pride inside her.

"I have a conference to attend tomorrow, but I know that I will certainly be back for another malibu come evening"

She let a smile play lightly on her plump red lips, she knew now that he indeed was staying here at the spacious Luxor Hotel and Casino, and for a week at that. I shall have to pay this one special attention, she thought to herself. It was always nice to get to know a guest over a long stay, sometimes they tip at the end "for a week well spent." Especially if they win.

She turned and left the man, these thoughts drifted away and faded. The next two hours were a blur. Finally her shift was over and it was off to her crappy one bedroom off the strip. As she peeled the skimpy uniform off, she was shocked to find her thoughts immediately returning to the Englishman. It was silly she told herself as she undressed herself and quitely slipped naked into bed. She found comfort in her hand with thoughts of the terrific way her name sounded with his accent.

While headed into work the next day she shook her head sheepishly to herself. She had crushed on a few of the guests before, but never like this. Don't get me wrong, she had played the sexy Vegas sweetheart to a highroller or two, but that's how this city works - that's business. This was different, there was something sweet about this man.

Rhiannon touched up her make-up in the mirror and put on her cold face. That dead face of happiness that she manages through all the difficulties that come with being a cocktail waitress in Las Vegas. It was time to work.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I heard a soft tapping noise on my door, and then a familiar voice filled my ears.

Room service, I have your breakfast here Sir."

I quickly opened the door, seeing immediately that I had been correct, it was Rhiannon that I had heard speaking to me. She was pushing a trolley, and dressed as Cleopatra, with that strange hat on, and the exquisite eyemake up.
Then, she was in my room, in the pyramid, I suddenly realised that I was naked, and turned to grab my robe. When I looked back, the trolley sat alone, in the center of the room, and it was empty. Again I heard that sweet voice, coming from my bed, this time, she was whispering, her voice husky, and inviting.

"May I offer the house special Roger, "creme de Luxor"?

I looke dtowards her, she lay on my bed on her back, completely naked, with a fresh strawberry on each of her nipples. Above her mound was a tiny pyramid, formed from whipped cream, that was slowly melting, I could see the cream, running onto her clit, and down to her pussy lips. I watched a sher hand slowly moved to between her legs, and she used a finger to part her pussy lips, dipping it inside, before coating it in the cream, and offering it to me.

"Would you care to sample your meal Sir?" she asked.

I reached out to take her wrist, and lick her long delicate finger, I heard another noise, a distant noise. Now I was confused, and then I heard a different voice.

"Good morning Sir, this is the front desk, with your 6.30am alarm call, room service will deliver breakfast at 7, Have a nice day Sir, and thank you."

Opening my eyes, I realised, I was in my bed, the bedclothes strewn on the floor, and that I had been dreaming. I sighed, it had been a wonderful dream, but that was all it was I feared, a dream. I quickly moved to the shower, I wanted to be dressed when breakfast, my real breakfast did finally arrive.

I stood in the shower, eyes closed, trying to visualise her again, on my bed, her lips full and bright red, as she licked them, her second lips, pink, wet, and all puffy in anticipation. I could not help myself, my cock rose to the occasion, demanding my attention. I started to stroke, licking my lips, wishing they were hers. I pulled on my shaft, harder, faster, hunching over in an erotic trance, finally cumming all over the shower wall. My seed spurting, and splashing, as I groaned to myself quietly. What was this place doing to me I wondered.

******

The day went quickly, altgough at times it did not seem so, particularly my lunch hour, I passed on eating, instead popping to the casino, to look if she was there. Sadly I was disappointed, but realised that she probably worked the evening shift, maybe 4 till midnight.

I returned at 5.30, after the conference closed for the day, I spotted her straight away, leaning over a blackjack table, handing someone a drink. Her skirt riding high, giving me a flash of her tight little ass and perfect thighs.
Smiling to myself, I moved to the video poker, and took a seat, waiting.

 

[CandideCoating]

An hour and a half had passed and still no Roger the Brit. She chuckled to herself, perhaps she had really just dreamt up all that heat and passion. Rhiannon was very busy, paying a highrolling blackjack table with her favourite dealer some "special" attention.

As she leaned over the table to drop off a drink, her skirt rode high, showing off her perfect round ass and tight, darkly tanned thighs. One of the men she was serving saw this as an oppertunity to smack her ass roughly, but he tipped her a $20 coin so she didn't care too terribly.

She was off after that though, to meander the craps tables, no luck there. Perhaps slots, old ladies were usually good for a scotch and soda or two.

Cocktails, beer, anyone? Can I get you a cocktail?

Her voice projected well, that's one of the reasons she was so well suited for her job, so Rhiannon wandered across the slot floor and arrived at the entrance to the video poker enclave. It was then that she saw him, but she was hesitant to approach him. Let me make him call me over. She saw something up ahead in the aisle, so she delftly manuevered around it so it would appear she was walking away from him. She took great care to be sure he didn't see her yet. The she called out again, louder this time.

Cocktails, beer, anyone? Can I get you a cock.... her words stopped short and were followed by a "ohhh..." she had tripped and dropped her tray. She ever so slowly bent at her waist, until her breasts could be seen upside down between her exquisite calf muscles. Her stocking tops were clearly exposed and so was at least three inches of her sweet asscheeks as she bent to pick up the tray and curse at the obstruction in the aisle under her breath.

In reality she was wondering if it had worked. Was he looking at her? Would he ask her for something now? She thought for a moment before she collected herself, about to walk away.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I was not having much luck today, already a 20 gone, as I slid in a ten dollar bill, that was when I heard her, that delicous sultry voice, with such overtones of hidden sexuality.

"Cocktails, beer, anyone? Can I get you a cock...."

I turned to look, just in time to see her tray tumble to the floor. For a moment I was spellbound, just staring at her, her breasts, her legs, her ass,
"God in other circumstances" I thought, "Oh well, never mind"


Then I was off my chair in a flash, and by her side, holding her elbow.

"Are you allright Rhiannon, not hurt yourself I hope? Shall I call for help?"

She turned to smile at me, as I tried to concentrate on her face, instead of her body, and flashed me that lovely smile once again.

"Oh it is you Roger, yes I am fine, trust me, all I did was trip and drop my tray"

 

[CandideCoating]

His touch on her arm sent a shock of electricity through Rhiannon's body. She stood upright, smoothing her uniform around her flattering curves. She laughed at herself as she spoke to him,

"Oh it is you Roger, yes I am fine, trust me, all I did was trip and drop my tray," she put her hand on his waist as she bent again to pick up the plastic Evian bottle off of the floor, "some people just can't seem to find the trash can around here. I suppose it must be hard to spot."

She giggled and pointed at the bottle, "Did you know that Evian is naive spelt backwards, I wonder if that's irony or delicious truth." One last giggle she allowed herself before straightening up and returning to professionalism. She took her arm back, threw away the discarded water, and began to speak quietly. "It's still early Roger, shall I fetch you a whiskey and lemonade?"

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I smiled at her, loving the feeling of he rhand on my waist, wanting more i knew, but, she was working.

"Did you know that Evian is naive spelt backwards, I wonder if that's irony or delicious truth."
This made me smile even more, it was so true, then she spoke softly to me,

"It's still early Roger, shall I fetch you a whiskey and lemonade?"

"Ah ha, the lovely Rhiannon remembers, most certainly my dear, an aperitif before I go for dinner, and a stroll on the strip. I must see this place while I am here must I not, as my flight home is booked for early evening Friday. But after my stroll, i will be back, for the famous Rhiannon cocktail of Malibu and pineapple. Now, off with you for my drink young lady"
I said cheerfully, as i patted her sweet ass gently.

I watched her sway seductively, as she walked away, and I thought again about my flight home. Did I really need to go then? Could not the troops keep things going for a few more days? Of course they could, I decided to call the airline before dinner, and reschedule.

 

[CandideCoating]

Her suspiscions were confirmed. Roger had just informed her that he was indeed staying here at the fabulous Luxor Hotel and Casino until Friday evening. She smiled as he spoke of seeing "the sights" of the city. She wondered if she should tell him hat it's all a fantasy and the only real sights of the city he needs, he could go get down at the Crazy Horse.

"Now off with you for my drink young lady."

It was a gentle touch, but a touch none the less. He had patted her ass as she walked away. Rhiannon just couldn't help herself, her hips swayed a bit more back and forth as she walked off to the kiddie concessions stand for her Englishman's lemonade.

She brought it to him but was unable to stay and chat, a group of Russian diplomats had an appointment with the craps table, but unfortunately they are full of Taiwanese exchange students sightseeing. Her manager knew Rhiannon would know just the right things to say, and sway, to calm the situation.

She bade her Briton a good stroll and reminded him that he had promised to return for a Malibu and Pineapple nightcap. With a wink of her long lashes, she turned on her five inch heel and was gone in a flash.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I watched her wiggle as she walked away, knowing I wanted that body now.
She turned, catching me watching, to remind me about "her" special cocktail later, as if I would forget that.

I went up to my room, and called the airline, changing my flight to Tuesday, provisionally, I also thought about asking at the Luxor desk, to extend my stay, but decided to wait. I ate in the Pyramid Cafe in the Luxor, sitting quite far back, but still cathching the occasional glimpse of Rhiannon as she worked. I was sure she did not know I could see her.

After dinner I took a taxi to the Mirage, the driver was cool, and took me behind the hotels, a sort of sevice road, rather than up the busy strip. The lobby of the Mirage was something else, a magnificent giant fishtank behind the desk, I must have watched the fish for half an hour, they were fantastic. I went out front to watch the Volcano, and was impressed, these Americans sure knew how to do things.

I strolled slowly back down the strip, marvelling at the lights, the Eiffel Tower, I just missed the Waters at the Bellagio, but knew there was time before I went home. It was cool also, walking across the Brooklyn bridge at New York New York, but I decided to pass on the outdoor rollercoaster there..

Soon i was back in the magnificent Luxor, sitting at what I now called "my" machine, and waiting for my sexy waitress to appear.
I slipped 2 $20 bills in, and started to play.

 

[CandideCoating]

OOC: So what day is it today? Monday? Tuesday?

IC: After she left Roger, Rhiannon had a very busy evening. Many time that night she was asked if she would like a little Russian in her. At the negative reply, another of her rowdy guests would reply, "how about a big Russian." This would send them all into convulsive laughter.

Rhainnon would laugh a little too, nothing amused her more than people who were just beginning to speak English, and the funny ways in which they used it improperly.

By the time her sexy englishman returned to the casino, she had all but forgotten him. Her feet were killing her and her ass was sore from being grabbed so much. The seat at the machine next to the one he was playing was open, she daintily leaned her ass on it, relieving some of the pressure on mer toes sqiushed at the bottom of that five inch slant.

She kept her back to the machine and took her left foot out of the shoe, rubbing her toes and the sole of her foot. She followed this by the right. Thinking how many would be disgusted with the transference of her hands from her feet to their drink, she took a wetnap from the deep valley of her cleavage, ripped open the package and washed her hands.

She arose to discard the napkin and began to speak to what was now her favourite customer of the week.

"So just how did our fair city treat you? Was it as spectacular as you thought it would be? Unlike cities of true greatness that never grow old or boring for you, like New York or Paris, once you've seen what Vegas has, it's all about what to do there."

She flashed him a big smile, showing off perfectly straight white teeth behind her plump ruby lips. Maybe, maybe he caught the hint of a wink too, but it was hard to tell with all the lights in here.

"So shall it be your usual evening cocktail?"

She smiled at the thought of calling it usual, as, according to him, he had only had one before. But that's how Vegas worked. When he went home to his wife in a week, she would be shocked one day to see him drinking it while thinking of her.....Rhiannon just smiled inwardly, hiding her thoughts and waited for his response.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

Tuesday 10.30PM

She leaned on the machine next to me, as I was playing, resting her feet it seemed. from the corner of my eye, I saw her hand dip into her magnificent cleavage, "Hmmm," I thought, "I wish that was my hand2.
She rose from the machine and spoke to me.
"So just how did our fair city treat you? Was it as spectacular as you thought it would be? Unlike cities of true greatness that never grow old or boring for you, like New York or Paris, once you've seen what Vegas has, it's all about what to do there."
I gave her a hint of a wink, and was about to say, "Like you my dear, it is beautiful" when she continued talking
"So shall it be your usual evening cocktail?"

"It most certainly will my dear, and as to your city, you both share a beauty that is truly breathtaking Rhiannon, truly you do."

She blushed, smiling at the same time though, and started to leave, but I placed my hand lightly on her arm, and spoke again.

"One more thing Rhiannon, I like it so much here, I am extending my stay, until a week today. I fly home to my lonely little apartment, next Tuesday evening."

 

[CandideCoating]

"It most certainly will my dear, and as to your city, you both share a beauty that is truly breathtaking Rhiannon, truly you do."

She blushed, smiling at the same time though, and started to leave, but his hand grasped lightly on her arm, and then Roger spoke softly again.

"One more thing Rhiannon, I like it so much here, I am extending my stay, until a week today. I fly home to my lonely little apartment, next Tuesday evening."

His lonely little apartment, she though. No wife? She smiled to herself as she walked away. She was sure to put a little extra swagger into her walk as she headed for the bar to place his order.

She handed him the drink and again tried to strike up a conversation with a little bit of Vegas trivia.

"I noticed you play the same machine all the time, do you think that it's 'hot'? Technically, there is no such thing as a 'hot' or 'cold' machine? Everytime you press that button, there is the same probability that you will win in ever single machine at all times."

To lighten to mood of her serious comment and show it was a joke, she laughed out loud a little. Her whole body jiggled with the action and she covered her mouth to supress the sound.

"Sorry, I let myself get carried away sometimes. Enjoy, and may Lady Luck be with you."

She bade him good-night with a kiss on his cheek and was off to finish her rounds before her shift ended in about an hour.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

"May Lady Luck be with you."

She said, then stunned me with a kiss on the cheek before she left.
I sat there amazed, and very pleased also, I must admit. Things were really looking up for Roger I thought.

She had not realised that I sat at the same machine all the time, so that she would know where to find me, she had also wished that Lady Luck be with me.

And did that wish come true! I held a pair of aces, and BINGO, two more came up. I had four aces,and won $200, I could not believe it.
I quickly pressed the cash/credit button, to get my coins. I needed two of the little tubs the casino provides to carry them all, as I went to the machine that counts the coins, and pays out in bills. I looked all over for Rhiannon, to tell her, and to thank her, but sadly, she was nowhere to be seen.


Returning to my room, I put the money on my bedside table, and stripped ready for bed, but I could not get to sleep, I was still on a high from my good fortune.
.I instead stood by my 23rd floor window, looking North, over the Excalibur Hotel, with New York New York behind it. The view was beautiful, with all the red and blue pinnacles of the Excalibur. Their beauty reminded me again of Rhiannon, I recalled the way she had laughed, her whole body vibrating, and that bosom, oh my God those tits. Before I knew it, I was stroking again, wishing that she would knock on my door, walk in, and make love to me. I fell to my knees, jerking off over her yet again.

*****
Wednesday, 6PM

I sat at my machine, not playing yet, just looking around, hoping, wanting to see her, to talk to her. I had a problem, that I was not sure how to resolve, staying extra nights in the Luxor was easy, but, I had delayed my return home, to get a chance to know Rhiannon better.

What if there was a rule that staff could not associate socially with guests?

 

[CandideCoating]

Rhiannon quickly finished her rounds, trying desperately not to think of her Englishman. Her? He was not hers, she must stop thinking that way. When her shift was finished, she hailed a cab and traveled down that same back side of the strip that Roger had been privy to earlier in the evening.

Her tiny apartment seemed cold and unfriendly as she kicked off her high heels. She stripped slowly, tossing her clothes willy-nilly about her apartment. She had not told Roger that she was off tomorrow.

Don't get the wrong idea. She had wanted to tell him. Her whole body strained when she was near him, but she could not risk him asking her on a date. What would the Luxor say? And she knew nearly everyone in this town, having worked half a dozen of the strip hotels, so it's not like they could go somewhere and not be seen.

She opened her fridge to see only five things inside, a couple bottles of liquor; Smirnoff, Malibu, and Peach Schnapps. Also there was pineapple and orange juices. Pouring herself a stiff Malibu and Pineapple, again she found herself fantasizing about his British accent and the way he said her name.

After several more drinks, she lie naked in her bed thinking over what would have happened had she told him of her day off tomorrow....

"Well Roger, I suppose I will see you on Thursday then, for tomorrow is my day off."

"Is that so Rhiannon, well then, why don't you join me for dinner and a show, I have tickets to see Midnight Fantasy, here at the fabulous Luxor?"

"Why, Mr. Roger, are you asking me on a date? I don't know. Oh, I'd love to."

She imagined her friend Lexie performing the main role in Midnight Fantasy, all while Rhiannon clung loosely to Roger's arm.

She couldn't help herself, her hand stole between her legs, parting her already damp lips to toy with her sweet gem as she thought of watching the parade of sexuality with Roger.

After the show, they went up to his room, and since this is a fantasy, it is one of the luxurious Spa Suites. You know the ones, with the Jacuzzi near the window, overlooking the view of the strip from the 23rd floor.

The torridly beautiful things he did to her in that Jacuzzi, she mimicked unto herself with her deftly trained fingers, bringing herself to climax crying out his name.

"Oh Roger!"

She was promptly returned with a bang on her paper-thin walls, "keep it down in there!"

Discontent, she turned and rolled over to go to sleep.

*******************
Wednesday, 6:12 PM

She held her breath. The Luxor did not have an official policy about staff dating the guests. They had an official policy on staff selling themselves to the guests, but that was not her intention today.

She had on knee high four inch stiletto heeled boots, her perfectly tanned and toned legs were bare, and you could see a foot of them as they climbed out of her boots to meet her tiny skirt. It was black, with pleats, over that she had on what one could call a belt, It was a metal chain made of stars, just linked together hanging gracefully around her full hips. Her breasts were presented beautiful, yet tastefully, in a frilly white shirt, similar in style to a poet's shirt.

Her hair was down, something he had not seen before. The jet black shine cascaded down to the top of her skirt. It was perfectly straight, and amazingly shiny - like spun silk. She sauntered over to his faithful machine and was thankful to see the machines to either side of him were empty. She sat on his left and didn't say a word. She just batted her long eyelashes, and licked her ruby red lips and waited for him to notice her.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

There was no sign of my dream girl, so I concentrated on playing video poker, winning a few hands, losing some, then, I got the three court cards in Diamonds, Jack Queen King,. I had to hold them, and hope that I would draw the ten and Ace of Diamonds, and win the 4000 dollars plus bonus. I felt, rather than heard someone sit by me, but was too engrossed in the game to look. I hit the deal button, got the ten of Diamonds, and the Ace of Clubs, $20 instead of $4000.

"Damn," I said, turning to the person next to me, "I almost had.... WOW, Rhiannon? It is you isnt it? Oh my, what are you doing here, looking so gorgeous, are you not working tonight."

She looked fabulous, dressed in black and white, her lips all wet and glossy, and so desirable, I wanted her there and then, but of course, that was not possible.

"Yes Roger, it is me, this is my two days off, so I thought that I would drop by, and see if you are wining, and having fun in our wonderful city."

My immediate thought was that this was a perfect opportunity to ask her out, and I was damned if I was going to miss it.

"Well my dear, I have finished playing now, and was about to go find somewhere to eat, and maybe, if I can get in, go see a show. If it is not against hotel rules, would you please do me the honor of accompanying me, a stranger to your city? I will understand perfectly if you say no dear Rhiannon, but will also be very very sad. So my dear, are you hungry?"

 

[CandideCoating]

She was very pleased to note his positive reaction to her attire. To add to her pleasure, he did exactly as she had dreamed and offered promptly to take her to dinner and, perhaps, a show.

"Famished darling," and with that she sighed a little. "Where is it you wish to go in our lovely city? Is there a particular chef or cuisine you have in mind?"
She asked him about the dinner choice, but her mind was on whether or not he really had to go to that seminar tomorrow morning or not.

She stole a few furtive glances around before licking her lips and speaking again.

"However Sir, there is a hotel policy against employees gambling on the premises...." she trailed off and looked around before beginning again. "We're not actually supposed to be on the Casino floor when we're off duty."
With that, she waited paitently for his reply while smoothing down the pleats on her miniscule skirt.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

To my absolute delight, she accepted my offer, asking if I had anywhere particular in mind. To be honest, the only thing on my mind was her, and if I would have her naked within the next few hours, we would see I had no doubt.

I had realised that the seminar was old hat for me, I was not learning, but refreshing, so even if I missed a day, it would not matter.

"However Sir, there is a hotel policy against employees gambling on the premises,We're not actually supposed to be on the Casino floor when we're off duty."

"Then come my dear Rhiannon, I shall cash in my quarters, and the lady shall dine, and hmmm, let me see. Ah yes, I know where we shall go, and we shall gamble there a little too. The one hotel who`s name is so like what you are to me sweetheart."

I took her hand, leading her to the money change machine, then through the Luxor lobby, to the taxi waiting area. The young man in charge spoke to me.

"Hey Y`all, how ya doin, now then, where would you good folks like to go?"
Squuezing her hand gently, I replied

"The Mirage please."