The Las Vegas airport never heard the word subtly. Slot machines clutter the waiting areas as if invasions from the casinos themselves. Allison walked beside me and between those slots. She cringed at an older couple cranking at the one armed bandits.
"Those machines are so antisocial," she whispered.
That's my Allison. Always out for the connection. It's music festivals and spiritual retreats for her. Which is why it took so much convincing to get her to join me and another couple. Susan and her boyfriend Greg carried their matching luggage together. I'd known them since sophomore year of college. Allison and I met on a dating site for curious women.
"Poker is social," I added. It's my preferred way to play.
"Isn't it a little adversarial, Rachel?" Allison said.
"But in a fun way!" I said.
I took my girlfriend's hand. Her fingers intertwined with mine, making that familiar warmth. Her large, dark brown eyes, looked at me for an intense second. Allison was mystical, mysterious, and dangerous all at the same time. That's what attracted me months ago. I'd never dated another woman before her. We'd been doing this for six months and we loved it.
"And there's lots of other fun to be had here too, right?" she hinted.
"Yes. Clubs. Shows. We're going to have a good time, I promise."
The strip overwhelmed all of us as our rental van slogged through the traffic. We passed a casino that advertised dancers, gambling, and sex toys all under one roof. Allison smirked subtly at an advertisement for a porn star's lessons in pegging video.
"Would you ever do that, Rachel?" she said.
"Do what?"
"Top a guy with a strap on dildo," she said. "I hear it's orgasms on a whole different level for him."
"How so?"
"I wouldn't let just anyone do that to me," she said. "If I found someone ready to take it like that, then that's pretty special."
"Hmm.. Oh and I bet you'd feel like a complete boss bitch doing it too, right Allison?" I chided.
She blushed.
"Maybe that too."
Our group made it to our resort hotel. Once in our room, we showered off the afternoon sweat together and reclined half dressed until the sun went down. Then, we hit the black jack tables. Allison played like her bets were her cover. She never made much more than the minimum, and chatted with Greg and Susan. We met other tourists there, and one local: An aspiring pro poker player by them name of Eddie Silva. I watched him for any subtle tells. I sensed he watched me in return. I fiddle with my bracelet when I anticipate a good hand. It's lame. He had to have caught it, which is why I chickened out and folded. Eddie won.
"You're good," Eddie said. "This isn't your first time."
"Nope," I smiled. Allison put her cards down, happy to be rid of the betting. "I'd go pro if I lived here. You better watch out."
"Oh? You'd like another game?" he said. He indicated to a group clearing out a poker table right then. Oh, yes, I had to do this, especially after that fold. All I had to do was get rid of my stupid tell and I could clean everyone out.
"I think I'd like that," I said. I turned to Allison and our friends.
"Allison?" I whispered. "Would you hold my bracelet? For like, an hour?"
"You're not coming to the club?" she said.
"I am, but not yet," I said. "I wanna see what I can do."
"Okay," said Allison. "See you in an hour?"
"Yes!" I said. We shared a quick kiss. "I won't let you third wheel for long."
She left to the club. I sat down at a poker table with a handsome local. Alone, and outnumbered, I readied myself to swim with the sharks. Let me tell you, it's fun. Too much fun. Once I entered this poker shark head-space. It literally flows like I'm swimming. I watched the older Asian man eye my cleavage. Eddie Silva held his chin up ever so slightly when he was dealt that third card. Another woman, a charming British lady, looked jet lagged. Yes, I learned the tells. With no bracelet to fidget with, I noticed myself squeezing my feet together at the good hands. Eddie caught that tell too.
But then I caught one of his.
When Eddie gets confident, he lets down his guard and orders a drink. Then he stirs it.
The Asian man tried to buy his way out of a bluff, and fattened the pot. It forced me to put more in than I had planned, ignoring the buzzing of my phone. Eddie though wasn't intimidated and the Asian man backed down like the sleepy Brit. It was down to me and Eddie in that last hand. I bluffed my way into a win. A huge one. Over a thousand dollars on my first night. You know what? I'd just beat a semi pro.
"She's good!" said Eddie. "Let me get you something to celebrate that."
"Sure! Umm..." I pulled my phone out of the purse. Shit. I'd been playing for almost two hours.
"I uh... I'm sorry," I said. "I promised I'd only play for a single hour..."
Eddie looked hurt. The Korean man was disappointed too.
"You've all been great. Rematch soon!" I said. It hadn't been the most gracious exit. Though dammit, I'd sorta broken a promise here.
It's good to be a girl. It's even better to be a girl with cash sometimes. There was the usual line of pretty people outside of a club, but I walked up to the bouncer and bribed him. "I have to meet my girlfriend," I emphasized. He understood and let me through. Once past the door, the glitz of animated screens strobe lights beckoned me in. Shuffling around, I got my way to the bar and found my way to Greg, Susan, and Allison.
"Allison!" I said. "Oh my god! Top shelf on me right now, okay!"
"Yeah?" she said.
"Yes, come on!"
I told her how I totally killed it on poker. How I'd beaten a semi pro, and how I'd become flush with cash.
"Good. I'm happy for you," sighed Allison. We ordered some fancy vodka drinks from the bar and then danced. Allison moved close enough to keep others away. Still, she didn't really dance with me.
"Hey," I said. I leaned into kiss her. Her lips touched in rote acceptance. "What's up?"
"You said you only be an hour, Rachel," she said.
"I know... but it happens. I got caught up in it," I began. Oh god, no this wasn't the right way. It was all over her eyes. Allison and I loved to dance, and I loved to dance with her. Though now we weren't connected and it was my fault. "Allison... I'm sorry I broke my promise to you, not even one day into this trip and I'm messing this up."
"Yes," she said.
"You're upset," I said.
"You left me the third wheel," she added. "Why?"
It's far too hard to whisper shouts to each other's ears like that. Allison and I moved to the restroom of the club. We had to talk it out in there, as awkward as it was. Listening about how she'd kept guys away embarrassed me. What made it even worse is that Allison knew that I loved to play and had supported me in it all night. She didn't like how I would forget things, and forget her, when I'm swimming with the sharks at the table. It's too good to become the master in a game like that.
"Okay, I've messed it up," I said. "We'll do something different tomorrow. I promise."
Allison looked at me.
"Not quite," she said. "We'll do something different tonight."
Allison held out her palm.
"Share some of the cash with me first," she said.
"Okay..." I said. I placed several hundred in her palm.
"Okay, now let's get a cab..." she said.
Leashing me with her pace, Allison led me out of the maze of the casino, into a cab, and into the sex shop we had passed by before. Exploring toys didn't take much time for her. She picked out a few things by intuition alone. My cash left Allison's hands, and then she took us back to our hotel. We held hands the whole ride back. When she kissed me in that ride, it assured me our spat was resolving.
Entering the hotel room made both of us wet, and Allison's brown eyes focused on me. She tugged at my dress in a way that felt like a command. One I obeyed. We made out right there in the hallway, getting a feel for one another's body heat.
"I want you naked," said Allison. "Will you do that?"
"Yes," I said.
"Get on the bed then," she said. "While I open the toys."
"Which ones?"
"I'll choose," she said.
I stripped myself. Allison tossed a blindfold mask at me. I put it on and lay there to the sound of tearing, cracking, and snipping of plastic containers. Touching followed those sounds, as did a shift of weight on the bed. Allison lay on top of me, the cups of her bra touched my bare nipples.
"We're going to play now. I'm going to give you something new," she said.
"Okay," I sighed.
"Turn over for me."
On my belly, I gave my hips to Allison's control. Spanking whapped hard on my ass. Both cheeks were clenched in turn, then a cold drip of something came down towards my hole. Something pressed to it. It stretched my hole open, painful at first, then I relaxed against its pressure and it felt so nice.
"Oh god, Allison," I said. "What is that?"
"Me plugging your hole," she said. "You like that?"
"Yes!"
"Good," she said. "Next toy is for me. Open wide."
I did. The next thing that entered there had the familiar shape of a penis. Allison affixed it in place with straps around my cheek and a solid buckle round my head.
"Feel this?" She took my hand and placed it over my gag. A dildo extended upwards. I muttered yes through my restraint.
"It's a cock," she said. She dripped lube onto it, and some trickled to my chin. "I'm going to ride your face, Rachel. You like that?"
I nodded. Everything remained dark under that blindfold. Rocking moved the mattress while Allison took position. Oh that scent! The wetness of her pussy hovered near my face. Then, she inserted that dildo into her sweet smelling self. I pressed up, pushing in and out of my lover's pussy. Allison moaned and winced for it, enjoying the penetration.
"That's so good, Rachel. Keep moving," she sighed. "I like having my pussy over you like this..."
Allison took it more and the heat of her juices simmered over me. "I'm going to ride it now," she gasped. She guided my head down, and then started thumping her hips down hard. She pleased herself on top of me, and I endured the drips of her pussy's sweet moisture. Dominating me thrilled Allison. I could tell because the sounds she made I'd never heard before. It made me hot too, and when she orgasmed, I clenched against that plug. I literally had no idea I'd like it that much!
