Collect your huge profit and get out of here

How pathetic. Stuffing the rest of the money into your purse, you don?t even dignify her display with a response. Grabbing Alan by the arm, you drag him out of the room. As you shut it behind you, he breathes a sigh of relief.

In fact, you both remain mum on the shuttle back, and wait until you?re in the company of someone sane to spill it out. Maddie is flabbergasted by your story, but is amazing at helping the two of you sort through the weirdness of it all and get it out of your system. You even tell Alan how she tried to seduce you, which he admits would have turned him on if he didn?t feel so violated by her at the table. By the next morning, you?re both completely over the event and have a blast spending your money in Vegas.

In fact, you still are up over five-hundred dollars after getting home Saturday night. Instead of heading home, you check into an executive suite at the Radisson, complete with king sized-bed and a hot tub. After splurging on filet mignon, prawns, and a bottle of wine, you retire to the bed.

Your love-making is out of this world. Bodies on fire, you roll around in the sheet for the better part of two hours, taking in every inch of each other?s bodies. Sweat drips down your back as you take him deep within you, all the while biting his neck and sucking on his tongue. When he finally explodes inside you it serves to stoke the fire in your loins rather than sate it. He doesn?t miss a beat, continuing to stroke inside you until your body shakes form your own explosion.

Sitting in the hot-tub depletes all the energy you had left. Barely able to move, you cradle up to your lover and lay your head on his chest. He kisses the top of your head and leans back, closing his eyes. ?Ah, Vegas,? he sighs.

You smile to yourself, squeezing him once more in approval.

The End