Page 4 of What Happens in Vegas..
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After taking a small nap, and waiting for night to come, I freshen up and make my way back downstairs. I don’t head straight for the tables or the bar, instead, I stop in the conservatory to see what theme they have up this month. They change the flowers and theme of it with every season, and with the Chinese New Year. I only get to see it once a year. It’s one of the more calming places in the resort.
I like to go there before I start gambling. It helps me clear my mind and make sure that I don’t go into anything upset. The more level-headed you are, the less likely you’ll spend over what your budget is. I’m good at blackjack, but this casino makes sure that no one wins too big or for too long.
The spring theme appears to be giant butterflies, hummingbirds, and cherry blossom trees that I know spills into the restaurant connected to it. There are thousands of colorful flowers filling up everywhere. Several fountains create the sound of trickling water. The sweet floral scents filling the air are nice, along with the meditation-style music that plays throughout this place.
If anyone ever needed a place to decompress, this would be one of the places I would tell them to go. A few people meander around, but they’re nowhere close to me. I close my eyes and take a deep breath in, centering myself. I’m here to have fun, and I’m here to relax. As soon as it stops being fun, I’ll call it quits on the gambling for the night.
Heading out of the conservatory. I make my way to grab a thousand in chips from the cage, and head to the tables. The marble floors change to colorful abstract carpet. That lays out only under the slot machines and tables, but nowhere else in the casino. Every casino I’ve ever been to always has the same thing. A color carpet for where people gamble. I’ve often wondered if it’s some kind of tactic to make people spend more money. The sound of slot machines being played, even making noise on their own fills my ears, along with flashing lights that draw the eye.
I scan the room. There are a lot of tables and games to pick from. My favorite has and will always be Blackjack. It was the one that my best friends and I could always consistently win at.
I’m happy to find the blackjack one open. The dealer smiles at me as I sit down at the table with the two senior men that were playing.
“Welcome, sir, my name is Daniel. I’ll be your dealer for the next two hours. How are we this evening?”
I nod. “Pretty darn good. I needed this vacation. A chance to switch up the monotony, you know?”
He deals another card to one of the men. I have to wait for their round to end before I can join in on the next game. “I hear that. First time in Vegas?”
I think for a moment, maybe it would be better if I acted like a tourist. It would make it feel more like the first time I was here with my best friends. “Yeah, I’ve heard a lot about it, decided to finally try it out. We have casinos back home in Texas, but they don’t compare to this.”
The man to my left wearing a trucker-style hat and a button-down shirt that reminds me of a picnic blanket motions for another card. When he gets the next one he sighs. “Fuckin’ bust.” He puts his hand down and pushes his two chips toward the dealer.
I want to wince for him. That’s two hundred in the casino’s pocket. The other man stays, and Daniel flips over the other card in his hand. He has a ten and a seven. He has to stand.
The other man turns over his cards totaling twenty-one with a triumphant grin. He gets two more chips added to his pile.
A woman walks up to the table with a tablet in her hand. I glance over at her and my attention is instantly taken. She’s stunning. Long, auburn curls fall to the tops of her breasts with half of it pulled back. Her plump red lips look like they would be fun to kiss. My dick twitches and I’m glad for the table covering my lap. I haven’t had a reaction like this to a woman in a while.
The scent of vanilla and coconut wafts my way. She smells good, too. I look at her name tag, Carissa, pretty name to go with a beautiful woman.
“Can I start any of you gentlemen off with a beverage?”
“Rum and coke,” One gruffs out.
“Beer, Budlight,” the other says.
Her hazel eyes glance at me as she puts in their orders and then she does a double-take. A small smile pulls at her lips. “And you?”
I have to force a swallow as my mouth suddenly feels like the desert. I feel as if a magnet is pulling me towards her. She can’t be much older than her early twenties, but I’m not one to have an issue with age as long as they’re old enough to drink, and if she’s working as a cocktail waitress, she’s old enough to drink. That means she’s an adult and fair game. “Whiskey on the rocks, but light on the ice.”
She nods. “I’ll be back shortly with your drinks.”
I watch her walk away and toward the bar, her ass sways in her form-fitting black pants. Lord, it’s round and looks like it would be so much fun to spank. My dick twitches again. I have to get myself under control, my body is reacting to her like I’m some randy teenage boy whose cock has a mind of its own. I’m nearly forty-two, I’ve gained more control than this over the years.
Forcing myself back to focusing on the table, I put in a hundred-dollar chip to start.
“Ace equals eleven this round,” the dealer calls as he deals us each a card and himself. I get a ten right off the bat. He also has a ten.
A moment later, she comes back to the table and moves around it, giving us each our drinks on coasters.
She stands off to the side, waiting for the round to end. Probably wants to see if we want any appetizers, which they allow at the table. The second round of cards starts. I raise my brow at the fact that I get an ace. I have blackjack, as long as he doesn’t get blackjack, I’ll win.
The other two hit before standing. He turns over his other card. Seventeen, again. The other two sigh as their chips are taken. I get another hundred dollar chip. I grin. First-round and I made some money. I glance over at her. “You must be my lucky charm.” I take the hundred-dollar chip and hand it to her.
Her eyes widen. “Thank you, sir.”
