She needs some convincing

Sam Marquez's eye go wide as she sees you working your skirt higher. She quickly looks away and takes a big gulp of her wine, then stands up.

"I, umm, I should go. I just remembered a few things I have to do," she says, obviously flustered.

"What's the hurry?" you ask as your skirt gets higher. "Is something wrong Sam?"

"I ..I'm not.. umm .." she looks at you, then quickly away again."Loook, I'll make a few calls and get you someone that has.. ahh ... experience, okay?" she says quickly and lifts up her ever present cell phone.

"Put the phone down Sam, and have a seat... please?" you sigh and smooth out your skirt, crossing your legs.

She looks at you, then hesitantly closes her phone and sits at the far end of the couch, turned towards you, her legs pressed together, her hands on her knees.

"I'm guessing that most of your 'whales' are men?" you ask.

"ALL of them are men. Okay, maybe a few couples, but I'd deal mostly with the husbands," she corrects you, a hand raised and a finger pointed up to emphasize her point.

"I see. So why are you taking care of me then?" you ask as your eyes keep drifting along her sexy figure.

"Well, the guy that would be doing this normally is on vacation, and since you were the only one her had booked, I'm just covering for him," she tells you.

"Let me ask you this bluntly Sam. Have you ever put out for any of your clients?" you ask.

She blushes then looks away, a smile forming on her face and she reaches a hand up to nervously toy with her hair. You know the answer is a yes.

"From what I understand Sam, you get paid a percentage of how much I spend during my stay here? How much I lose at the tables?" you ask, knowing that's her weak spot, and she looks at you curiously. "You should know that I'm a VERY bad gambler and I lose all the time, but it's fun to play. I'll probably end up spending a few hundred thousand during my stay."

You see her eyes light up at the amount and she unconciously licks her lips.

"But," you continue," How much I spend is entirely up to you right now. This could be a great payday for you, or I could just take my business to another casino."

"No, no... don't do that. Just let me make a couple of calls and I'll get someone that will know just how to take care of your.. umm.. needs, okay?" Sam says quickly and lifts her phone again.

"But I don't want someone else Sam," you say and see the stunned look on her face," but as I said, it's up to you now."

"But... but I've never... I...I mean..." she stutters.

"Put the phone away and sit closer Sam," you tell her, patting the cushion right beside you," I won't bite, unless you want me to, that is," you add with a smile.

Sam laughs nervously and slowly puts her phone away. She edges a bit closer and you keep waving her on until she's sitting right beside you. She's turned to face you, her body angeled away, but her knees are almost touching yours.

You lean towards her a bit and feel her tense up as you place a hand on her thigh, but she doesn't pull away. Her eyes are on your hand and she moistens her lips nervously.

"Just think of this as a way to broaden your client base. I could send a few of my female friends your way and they seem to lose almost as much as I do in casinos," you say to her as you slide right up against her, your hand caressing her thigh.