Yep!

After a few minutes, Helena finally rolled off from her newfound fuck-buddy to lay on her back on the Roulette table they've been fucking on. Further staining the surface of it across the numbers and colours with not just her sweat, but his cum as it leaked out from her snatch.

"I... Hope that was... Satisfactory, for you Helena..." Michael managed to say between deep intakes of air.

"Y-Yes... Yes it was, darling..." Helena replied, equally exhausted. "I just... Need some time to recover... And a new top would be good as well..." She noted, glancing down at the broken bikini top barely hanging on her body that he'd ripped open during that wild sex.

"Let... Me make a couple calls..." He said, sitting up as he looked down at the mess over his crotch. "...More than a couple of calls, actually..."

* * *

Half an hour later, and standing in the lobby of the hotel Helena watched through the glass doors into The Casino as workers inside moved the now ruined Roulette table away in order to replace it. "Such a shame, someone breaking in and making a mess in there..." She said to the man beside her. The stunning blonde clad in a bathrobe to hide her almost nude state and torn bikini underneath.

"Yeah... I don't know if we'll find out who did it..." Michael claimed, playing along with the story they had made up. "After all anyone could walk in through a set of doors left unlocked..." He added. Wearing a spare set of smart pants and shirt that he kept in his office just in case of urgent emergencies. Such as his usual suit for the day being stained with juices both his own and that of the woman next to him.

"I'm sure you'll find out... After all, you are the Manager of this Resort, aren't you?" She said, with a knowing smile as she looked at him.

"I am... But I'm also something else too." He said, returning her look with a smirk of his own.

"Oh? And what's that?" She asked with a look over him that was more than just a friendly glance.

"Well, from that spin of the wheel? I'm technically yours until the end of your trip, right?" He reminded her with a wink.

"...In that case... I shall request your presence at my suite after dinner." Helena stated with an approving look in her eyes at that fact. Like she'd forgotten all about the wager earlier on. "I'll leave the door open for you too..." She added, before she moved to walk past him. Giving him a sultry look over the shoulder before she headed off with a sway of the hips.

"Dinner can't come quick enough..." Michael said to himself as he licked his lips a little. Having a good feeling that the next few days (and especially nights) were going to be very busy for him...

~ Route End ~