"You won't believe what just happened to me," said Susan hesitatingly as she slipped into the seat next to her husband at their favorite Bellagio roulette table. Putting her hand on Bill's leg for support, she crossed hers. She didn't want anyone peeking up her form- fitting dress that rode up high above her knees to discover she wasn't wearing panties.
"You just won a $1,000,000 at the progressive slots," Bill joked as he smiled into her sparkling eyes and dreamed, "damn, now wouldn't that change our lives real quick."
"No, not that much but I've won $2,000 if I take someone up on their offer," Susan said
"Offer, oh-oh?" Bill responded quizzically.
Susan proceeded to tell Bill the details of her trip to the ladies room. It was uneventful on the way there but very eventful on the way back.
She had stopped at a row of slots to drop in the left-over quarters from her hand bag, when a man walked up to her, smiled broadly, introduced himself as Paul and said, "You are the most beautiful and sensuous woman I've ever seen!"
"Well kind sir, my name is Susan. Thank you for the compliment."
"Susan, I've been hoping I'd have a chance to talk to you privately. And now here we are together and alone."
Paul then proceeded to offer Susan $1,000 if she'd have sex with him in his room. Susan didn't know if she should hit him or thank him. She decided he was just kidding and it was a come-on line to flirt with her. So to call his bluff she suggested $2,000 instead. He immediately agreed, giving her his room number and suggested they meet there in 15 minutes.
She was shocked by the suggestion but reacted calmly since he was a very handsome looking fellow indeed. The offer did flatter her ego and sent a few tingles through her body.
In an attempt to show his sincerity about the offer he handed her a $100 chip and walked-off saying he was hoping to see her shortly.
Bill's first comment was the obvious "You're joking, right? Are we on a TV camera? Is this a scene for a new reality show? "
Susan took his hand and said softly and emphatically, "Bill, it is the truth. Here is the chip he gave me. He said his room number is 1225. He wants me there in 15 minutes."
Bill sat speechless and his mind spun like a slot machine trying to come up with something to say that fit the moment.
He had often told Susan when they were making love that he wanted to pleasure her in every way that excited her sexual desires and her fantasies. He wanted to free her from her inhibitions so that the whole sexual world would open up to her. And he wanted every fantasy that played like an adult movie in her mind when she was aroused to become a reality for her. He believed her heightened sexual pleasure would empower the closeness and love they shared. "Was this one of her fantasies?" he wondered to himself.
"Susan, does the thought of fucking a good-looking guy for money arouse you?" Bill asked.
Susan could feel the moisture between her legs and the hardening of her nipples. She knew her body was telling her the answer. "Yes, Yes, Yes!"
"Please want me to do it!" she begged him to herself. She knew she had to let him be excited for her on his own and not because she was encouraging him. So she looked into his eyes waiting for something to signal his thoughts before answering.
Fortunately, Bill spoke first. "Susan, if you are getting as aroused thinking about it as I am, then do it. I've always told you I wanted to make all your sexual fantasies come true."
"Is this one of them?" he asked.
Susan kissed his ear then softly whispered into it, "Yes."
And then added, "I love you my dearest and I promise you this will make our love-making even hotter. And just think, the $2,000 will pay for our whole vacation."
To plan this would have been impossible to accomplish. But to have it happen spontaneously heightened the excitement of it to Bill as well as Susan. Bill's cock began to harden and ooze a drop of pre-cum from its head. Susan wasn't the only one whose body was saying yes to the idea.
So Bill offered to walk her to his room, but Susan suggested he just keep gambling and wait for her at the tables. She jokingly said "If a beautiful woman propositions you while I'm gone please enjoy yourself. And remember to ask for $2,000."
She leaned over and kissed him hotly on his lips pushing her tongue deeply into his mouth and said seductively "I'll bring you back a special treat. See you in an hour. Oh by the way, his name is Paul"
Bill responded "You are so beautiful and so fucking exciting and you turn me on so much." Then he cupped her tight ass with his hand and offered her a sincere "have fun baby, fuck his brains out."
As she walked towards the elevators, Bill sat back in his chair to get a better look at her moving seductively inside her skin-tight backless dress that accentuated every inch of her hot body. He understood why the guy propositioned her. He would have done it himself if the roles had been reversed.
An hour turned into two and Bill began to worry some although he felt like everything was ok and Susan was probably just really enjoying herself and stayed longer. "Lucky guy," he thought.
Unexpectedly, he felt a hand on his shoulders and a familiar women's voice whispering in his ear, "Hi handsome, need a date for the rest of the night? I'm expensive but I'll give you a special price for being a good guy and waiting here for me."
His Susan sat down next to him, kissed him aggressively on his lips, and then confidently placed two $1000 chips on Black 10 just before the dealer waved his hand across the table signifying no more bets. Bill almost passed out. "Susan, are you nuts, $2,000?"
But ten seconds later the roulette ball fell into the Back 10 slot at 35-1 odds and Susan had turned her earnings from the last two hours into $72,000.
Susan laughed and said, "It was a sure thing." I had already won once tonight with Black 10 and I knew I could win twice."
"But why Black 10?" Bill wondered aloud.
Well the hunk that just gave us $2,000 and gave me fantastic sex is black and had a 10 inch cock. So how could I lose the bet? It was karma.
"Wow, what an amazing woman," Bill mused to himself.