Casino Girl

What can I say? It’s rare to run into a girl who was a former blackjack dealer in these parts. We immediately identified with
each other after the word ‘blackjack’ came up. I, who loves the game, and her, a former casino employee. Perhaps a deadly combination?
We went to the casino that night excited to win. She guarantteed it. I think she was serious. We lasted about an hour at the blackjack
table. She was making plenty of sidebets which I usually avoid. She also played against the basic strategy system.

I got very skeptical of her skills and knowledge of the game but maybe it was the language barrier too. Truth be told, we would
of been going for broke in the first 20 minutes if she hadn’t made the sidebets. The cards were not going our way.

So after an hour of playing we were at our loss limit. Having a small reserve I put it into a video roulette game. It was actually to teach
my friend how the game was played. Casino girl began betting erratically again, placing bets ascross the entire board. Funny thing was is that
we kept winning. Soon enough we doubled our money and walked out winners. Although it was my seed money, i split the winnings with her down the middle.

Afterwards I was rather tired and wanted to bring her back to my hotel room. She wanted to go out and celebrate.
It was so late the clubs were actually closed already, so we went to a nearby 24hr bar ordered food, beer,
and a few shots. After we had finsihed she still wanted to go to another bar. I insisted I needed some sleep and she obliged.

Although I was exhausted, I was still feeling frisky. She wouldn’t have it though. Quite a disappointment. I never realized it until later,
but I pouted like a four year old. What a child I am! She must of sensed this and gave in. Unfortunately it was likely the lousiest lay
of my life. No passion, little kissing and a real starfish. She wasn’t enjoying herself and was like a frustrated mother
saying, “Fine. Have it your way!” I really have nothing more to say about it.

Even in the morning when I wanted more she simply gave me a handjob and a pitiful blowjob claiming her pussy hurt. Well either way I got off
and blew a load half onto her chest and half onto the sheets as she turned her head when I came to avoid splish splash on that nice
face of hers. That’s really about it. After it was all said and done, at least I still came out making money that night.