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I followed her pointingfinger to where a guest was already strapped in, helpless, on theseat at the roulette wheel, and grinned. “Some other time. But doyou mind if we try our luck?”
She tapped her lips with afinger. “You can try your luck. I’ll watch.”
I winked at her, and wecrossed the floor.
“Birthday boy!” the dealercalled out in his carnival barker voice. “Make room,everybody.”
The other guests shuffled,opening a large space for Charlotte and me to step up to the paddedrail as the wheel spun.
I took off my watch and wasabout to drop it in when Charlotte asked, “Are you placing anoutside bet? An inside bet? What’s the strategy here?”
“Well, I…” I hesitated.“Wait, what?”
“You don’t have astrategy?” Her eyes went wide. “Martingale? Fibonacci? And wait asecond, the person in the chair is the prize, right? What happensif the ball lands in the zero slot? Or double zero? Is thisEuropean or American roulette?”
“I don’t—”
“No more bets!” the dealercalled out.
Charlotte’s eyes narrowed.“You don’t know anything about gambling, do you?”
“I do!” I just didn’t knowanything about roulette.
“Well, your approach inhere is all wrong. I mean, you come up zero and then what? How doyou pay off that row bet seventeen-to-one?”
I had no idea. I hated that I had noidea.
There was a gentlemanbeside her, older, white, with a posh English accent, and heinclined his gray head toward her. “The bets do have monetaryvalue, but it’s neither European, American, or Sands rules. To winthe best prize, you have to bet inside on the blank redslot.”
“Leif,” I said, extendingmy hand to one of our newest—and wealthiest—members. “Where is yourlovely wife tonight?”
He half-smiled and nodded toward thechair, where the gorgeous brunette was restrained and sweating, awearable butterfly vibe strapped down tight against hervulva.
“That’s pure evil,” I toldhim, in the most complimentary way. “And your husband?”
“Getting fucked in a cagein the BDSM lounge, last time I saw him,” Leif said casually. “Oh,look.”
The ball had ended up in ablank red slot—one of four on the wheel. The table cheered, and aman across the table moved quickly to claim his prize. Thebrunette—Chloe, though I was certain that wasn’t her real name atall—tipped her head back and jerked against the restraints, clearlyin the throes of an orgasm from the vibrator.
The man who’d won her movedbetween her spread thighs and unzipped his trousers. He grabbed acondom from the basket provided, slid it on, and plunged deepwithout any preliminaries. The woman shouted, and kept shoutingwith each hard thrust of the man’s hips that shook the entirechair.
“She’s been up there for anhour,” Leif said proudly. “I do love to watch.”
I glanced down atCharlotte, who stood with a slack mouth, her chest rising andfalling as she watched Chloe get fucked. I turned to Leif. “Wouldyou like to try my date?”
“How generous,” he said,adding, “But I think it would be only fair to give the lady somewarning.”
He unzipped and pulled outthe biggest dick I’d ever seen in person.
“If you’re not up to it—”he began, and Charlotte shook her head vehemently.
I thought it was a denial,until she breathed, “I suppose we’ll have to see if itfits.”
Fuck.I took her by the back of the neck and bent her over the railwith gentle pressure. Leif got a condom from the very back of thebasket, where there were a few extra-large options. He strokedhimself to full hardness, rolled the condom on, and thoughtfullytossed the wrapper in the waste bin before stepping up behindCharlotte and brushing the tails of her bow aside.
I held my breath as heeased forward; this was a guy who was clearly aware of his ownstrength, so to speak. I watched Charlotte’s face as the head ofhis cock finally popped inside. Her eyes boggled, and a chokingnoise escaped her.
But she never took her gazeoff Chloe in the chair, being fucked by her ownstranger.