I peeled off one thousand dollars for each of the girls and sent them on their way. After our dysfunctional threesome earlier, each of us had taken naps and lounged around the villa for a while. I knew I was going to have to put some time in at the tables down in the casino but wanted to make sure the girls had a plan for the evening first.
The girls with startled at receiving the cash. It was nothing to me but decent money for two college girls. I didn't want them to think it was for services rendered earlier in my bed, but just me being the benevolent Uncle Mike wanting them to have a good time and not worry about money while they were in town. I gave them the name and number of my casino hostess, Claudia, and told them to call her if they needed anything. Claudia would get them into any club or restaurant.
They ran off looking as hot as they did in their bikinis earlier. Both in those skin-tight party dresses that stick to their bodies and hide nothing. Someone was going to get a nice shot of pussy when they sat down anywhere but, as I saw earlier, they seemed to enjoy showing off their bodies. I just hoped they didn't wind up meeting assholes.
As for me, I went downstairs, put in some bets on the bowl games for the next day and put in a couple hours of blackjack. The casino comped me rooms, meals, shows, and anything else I wanted in return for time spent at the table. They tolerated days like today, when I won big, because they knew that the longer I played the more I bet. The more I bet, the more they would eventually take from me.
I went back upstairs just after midnight and went to bed.
About 3:00AM I heard noises in the hallway. Once I got my bearings and remembered I was sleeping in the villa, I assumed it was the girls getting home and so I rolled over and went back to sleep.
It only seemed like a couple minutes later but it was actually just after 4:00AM when I felt someone climb in bed with me. Being on my side, facing away, I didn't see who it was and she pushed on my back as I tried to turn.
"Shhhhh," was all she said as she pulled herself against me and placed a hand on my leg, moving it up my thigh until she appeared to realize that I was not wearing underwear. She then moved her hand onto my ass and rubbed it momentarily before reaching between my legs from behind and cupping my balls.
I wondered who it was. Taylor was the most likely candidate. She was most likely coming back from a night of partying ready to fuck. But I couldn't rule out Amber. How frustrated was she in not finishing earlier? She could have gotten herself even more worked up and waited for Taylor to fall asleep before deciding to pounce.
For now I would play along. At some point she was going to have to who herself. After about a minute of running her fingers along my balls and massaging my ass, Amber revealed herself.
"Uncle Mike?"
"Yes," I said happy in knowing it was Amber.
"Do you want to finish what we started this afternoon?" she asked.
"Of course I do, Amber."
"Well," she said, "I need a favor first."
I wondered what the hell she wanted. Me to promise to keep quiet again, even though I already told her I would be discreet after yesterday's encounter?
"Sure, hun, anything. What do you want?" I said as my breathing picked up.
"Ummm, I sorta lost money playing blackjack. Can you help me out?"
Now I was confused and she was hitting me in my two biggest vices. Sex and gambling. I gave her a grand. She lost it playing cards and now wanted more? That seemed a bit out of line. I turned to face her and felt her hand slip back from between my legs.
"What are you talking about? I gave you a thousand," I told her.
"Yeah, and I lost it. Taylor won. A lot. And I lost. A lot."
"You mean you lost more than that thousand?" I asked.
She sat up in the bed now, legs pulled up to her chest. I could barely see her face in what little light there was leaking into the room from around the curtains. There was enough light that I could look her in the eye as she explained herself to me.
"So, I went to your friend. Claudia. The hostess. After I lost your money," she trailed off.
"And," I said becoming impatient as it seemed like again, she was going to cock tease me only to leave me hanging. Ten seconds ago she had her sweet college coed hand on my nut sack and now she was totally off in another direction. "What happened?"
"Well, after I lost your money I talked to Claudia and she told me that you had told her to get us what we wanted so she got me and Taylor both a $50,000 line of credit."
"Fuck me," I muttered, thinking of how that bitch Claudia took my words and twisted them just to help her with her year-end commission from the casino. Making a mental note to get back at Claudia I smiled at Amber, hoping she would see I was not angry at her.
"So how did that go?" I asked her.
"Taylor made like $60,000 and I lost all of mine," Amber trailed off again.
It was true that I had millions in the bank just collecting interest and fifty large was couple days' worth but it was still a big fucking number and these two girls seemed to have just taken advantage of my good nature.
At least Taylor won.
"So you lost fifty thousand and you expect that I'll just write it off and you can make things nice by fucking me?"
Amber popped up quickly from the bed.
"Yes. All you have done is show off your wealth and confuse me and Taylor about what is cheap for you and tip money and all that. So yes. When Claudia said you told her whatever we wanted we just," she paused, "We just wanted to play some more. I'm sorry if...."
"What is there to be sorry about? You....," I started and then stopped myself. It wasn't her fault. She was right. But I was not going to pass this up without making her feel guilty enough to finish what she started. I reached over and turned on the light, which in this suite meant kicking on a pre-programmed lighting sequence based on time of day. So, it wasn't just a super bright hotel room lamp but instead a series of soft lights in the suite that seemed to highlight our bodies without the overkill.
She stood before me, wearing a tiny black g-string and no top. I had seen her naked and up close for a good hour the previous day so it shouldn't have surprised me to see her this way again but it almost seemed as if this was the first time. Yesterday was infused with champagne and Taylor doing everything she could to hold my attention. My niece was stunningly beautiful and although she looked tired, she stood there looking as ready to be fucked as if she had rested up for days. I felt as if she wanted to fuck but just needed to make sure I closed the deal this time.
"You," I continued, "need to understand that actions have consequences. Of course I will take care of this but you need to face the consequences.
