"Ok.Here we go."I lay my lips on her ear and breathe into it, then I whisper."One.
Two."I blow in it while I grip her ass firmly, curling my fingertips into her skin.
"Oh.Fuck!"She says, with a voice that tells me my fingers are pulling her pussy open.
"Three," I tell her with a commanding voice while I heave her ass up.She arches her back, pushes her tits to the stars, and her ass lifts out of the seat, as I push her from the car.For a moment, she rocks on her heels, then staggers forward a little until she gains control of the momentum, then she burst into a fit of giggles again and jumps up and down, asking Stella."Did you get that?Did you get it?Please!For fucks sake!Tell me you got it."
Stella holds up the phone and says."I did!I did!Calm down.You're gonna break your heels."Nina snatches the phone from her friend and begins to watch the replay while Stella sticks her head in the car.Pushing her glasses up, she tells me."We appreciate the ride."
"You betcha."I reach for a business card."You do realize I'm not an Uber, right?"
She grins."Yeah.It was a dare."
"Ah!"I laugh and hand my card to her.
She takes it, reads it, then smiles."Maximus Enterprises, huh?"
I nod."When you get home, look me up.I could use your skills."
Her smile is radiant."I will.Thanks."Then she closes the door.I check the traffic.Then I hear TAP, TAP, TAP.I put the window down.
Nina sticks her head inside, grinning from ear to ear."Thanks for the lift."
"No problem."I give her a wink.
"I'll never forget it."
I grin, knowing she won't."You ladies enjoy the Thunder From Down Under show."
"You dancing tonight?"Her giggles return.
I chuckle and shake my head."No."
"Too bad.I was going to return the favor."She curls her fingers in a claw, and I laugh out loud.Then she makes a fist and shoves it at me."Hashtag Hottest Uber Ever!"
I give her a knuckle bump."You girls stay safe."
As I pull away, I hear her tell Stella."Fucking awesome dare, Stell!"
6
Been Jammin' is down the strip from the Excalibur.When I pull in, I drive under the canopy and wait for my turn for valet parking.An older man takes my information, then takes my car.When I enter the building, I notice several things.Like all the other casinos, there are many people coming and going, but unlike the others, there isn't a hotel associated with it.
When you enter Been Jammin', you step immediately into the casino area, and the sounds of the slot machines hit you.They have their own distinct music.Each time I hear it, I know I'm home.
I find the sign that says Gentleman's Club, and I head that way, taking my time and enjoying my stroll.Deeper into the casino, I hear "Wheel of Fortune" and the click, click, click of a simulated wheel turning, then someone squeals.They've hit the jackpot.Passing the gambling tables, I stop and take my time to study the limits and dealers.Walking around the whole area knowing if I'm going to play, I want to find the right fit.I need to find a dealer who is engaging the table.Most of the dealers are stiff and polite, but I can see a crowd around one across the area, so I head that way.When I get close enough, I stop and observe a redhead in a tight, black corset with overflowing tits, plump buttocks, and a full table of gamblers.She is laughing, and as she deals, the whole table cheers.People are stopping to watch.She's the one.I'll come back to her table.
Turning away, I locate again the sign that points to the Gentleman's Club.I pass several stores selling merchandise.When I pass the Steakhouse Restaurant, the aroma smells good, and I decide to eat breakfast there.
I take my phone out and text Maria.
Better make our date lunch.
Okay.:(
I smile at the phone and return it to my pocket.She's the best.Just past the restaurant, there is construction going on, and the path narrows.Walking along it, I notice there aren't any signs on the wall saying what is being built, and I wonder if it is to accommodate the Fucking Fantasy expansion.
When the path opens up, I have arrived at the Gentleman's Club.The atmosphere is set with a small patio style area outside the triple set of entrance doors.Cocktail tables with simple straight back chairs are placed inside the railing, and waitresses clad in nothing more than pasties and G-strings comb the area serving drinks.It's packed, and the sound of conversations buzz over the piped music from inside.At the gate in the railing, there are two hostesses at the podium.I walk over, and they greet me with pleasant smiles."Good evening, Sir.How may we serve you?"
