All Bets Are Off

All Bets Are Off

By Lacey Layton

Copyright 2014 Lacey Layton

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places or events are entirely coincidental. All characters in this book are consenting adults aged 18 or over.

First edition. Oct 20th, 2014..

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I put down my hotel room card on the table. "You get to ask me anything if you win this."

Luke's eyes went wide. Austin slapped down his hotel room card. Luke looked at him with worried eyes.

"I want to know if you really mean what you say or if you're just leading us on," Austin said.

I smiled. "I could have told you that for free, but you are on. If I win," I said, eyeing the other card, "I want to know if you two gentlemen have been successful in your attempts to let loose, which I assume mean fucking some woman."

My vulgar language shocked them, but they composed themselves with quick determination. I used my body to distract them into making a bad bet. A roll of the wheel could always prove me wrong, but I felt I was supposed to be with these two men.

I won, and gleefully took all the hotel key cards. Luke looked nervous.

"Gentlemen, I do believe you owe me an answer."

Austin rubbed the back of his head. "Nope."

Luke nodded, his eyes leaving mine. I extended my leg and rubbed it on his. "I know I don't need to answer your question, but I think I will. Yes."

Luke's attention snapped back to me. Austin took a long breathe through his nose. I placed down all the hotel key cards.

"Time for you two to win everything back. You better have something special to bet with."

Luke looked at Austin, who stared at the board. His eyes scanned the bets and then gave a sharp nod to Luke. Luke bet one chip where Austin pointed. A solid bet. However, I had a better feeling about another spot and bet accordingly. I noticed Austin and Luke only had one more chip between the two.

"Chips don't matter to me. What else do you have?"

Luke sighed and fished into his pockets. He produced a very nice keychain with a key on it.

"Mmm. I think I know the type of vehicle that this key would belong to," I said, admiring the key on the table, "and if so, I wonder how you two have it."

"We borrowed it," Luke said with an unease in his voice.

"So if you don't win this, well you are really in my debt, are you not?" I asked, letting both men get a good look at my cleavage. Neither one of them spoke, but their eyes told me what they wanted.

Naturally I won. I tried to keep my excitement in check as I collected everything they brought with them. Luke looked defeated.

"Please," Luke said, keeping his eyes on the keys, "we need that. I mean this has been fun but--"

"But right now I own your future. Delicious," I said. I saw the worry in their eyes. I peeked at the last chip Luke flipped through his fingers. "One more bet. You can get all of your things back."

Luke slapped his chip down on an obvious loser slot. He did not see it that way, confidence brewing in his eyes.

"But we don't have anything but the chip."

The predator in me cracked loose. I grinned, knowing I had them trapped. I had led them along enough, now came the time to tighten the web I had around them. "You have something."

Luke looked at me, confused. I made my bet.

"You have in fact, two somethings."

Still looking confused, I pointed at Austin, then Luke. It dawned on them.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean if I win, I get both of you. One night. No resistance, you do as I say."

All Bets Are Off

I felt like a predator finding supple prey. All at once, the bright lights and noise of the casino dimmed leaving me staring at the two suited gentlemen in front of the roulette table. A perfect smile curled on my lips. They were both tall, lean but with muscle. Young. If this turned out not to be the first time at a casino, it could not be more than their second time.

I caught a glimpse of myself off a mirror on a slot machine. Everything looked perfect. I had spent considerable time making myself look drop dead gorgeous and expected nothing less. My body, although it had been around for over forty years, still looked good for women half my age. I prided myself on my looks and ever since my insatiable appetite for men became my new all consuming hobby I found this pride worked to my advantage.

Tonight I felt restless and I flew to Vegas. I found myself in the casino searching for my next adventure. The two men by the roulette table sat right in my stomach. I would have both of them by the end of the night.

I approached the table without making eye contact. I put down a modest sum on the table, enough to get me noticed, and played a few times. Whether I won or lost did not matter, what mattered is if I could make a few glances towards the men.

It proved not hard to get their attention in the tight red dress I had slipped into earlier. I saw them out of the corner of my eye and looked at them when they looked away. Both of them looked impeccable; they dressed the part of two men on the prowl. Their suits looked above their pay grade; they held on to their chips too much to be wealthy but they had spent a few dollars on a good fitting suit. Clean cut and both had jaws that could cut stone. I could not help but smile, thinking of having both of these men ravaging my body later on tonight.

The first time I made eye contact with them, they looked away. Polite, as well as humble. I appreciated that in younger men. It made it so much more fun to corrupt them with my depraved desires.

One of them coughed, embarrassed that I caught him gawking. I smiled, a warm smile to let him know I did not mind. To get my point across, I let a finger trailed down my neck into my cleavage.

Eye contact became constant after that. They shuffled, wanting to move closer but unsure if they should. I swiveled to my side and moved the chair to my left a little towards them.

They took the hint.

The one that I made eye contact with first sat down with a nervous smile. I licked my teeth with my lips. I could feel the heat building up inside of my body. I had to have patience, to snare them in my web. While the fantasy of fucking a well-built mature woman sat in the forefront of many younger men's masturbatory fantasies, I found the reality to be disappointing without the right technique.

"Hi."

I tried to keep from laughing. I turned my head and smile. "Hello."

"You're doing good tonight," he said, making a motion towards my winnings.

"I must be lucky," I replied, idly playing with my chips. I knew my low, sultry voice had an effect on men. Tonight I poured it on to entice them.

"Luke," the man said, holding out his hand. I accepted it and admired the strength behind it.

"Regina," I said. I turned my head upwards to the man standing at his side. "And you are?"

"Austin ma'am."

I grinned. "Ma'am, I like that. Your mothers raised you right," I said, turning back to the table, "So what brings two young, strapping men like yourselves to this fine casino?"

Both of them made nervous eye contact. "Uh, just a vacation."

"Oh?" I said, raising an eyebrow and making contact with Luke. "Is that all."

He nodded, his eyes betraying his lie.

"And uh, what are you doing here?" Austin asked.

"I'm on the hunt," I said, letting loose a wicked smile. Luke took a glance down my body.

"Hunt for what?"

"Something that excites me," I said, taking a sip from my drink and letting my words sink into their heads. I could see their cheeks turning just the most delightful shade of red. For being such attractive men, they did not seem to have much experience in having a woman come onto them.

"And what, uh, excites you?" Austin asked, clinking his chips together.

I made sure to stare at both of them, moving from one to the other when I responded. "Sexual encounters with young men."

The dealer knew better than to horn in our conversation. Most of the staff at this casino knew about me, and those that dared make a scene about would find themselves on the unemployment line with one phone call. The dealer wanted to start another round but both men had gone stiff and silent, staring at me.

"Gentlemen, are you ready to play?" I asked, raising that eyebrow.

After a tense moment, I motioned towards the roulette table. Luke laughed, a cracked laugh that told me his throat had gone dry. They quickly put chips on a random slot with no purpose to refocus on my words and my body.

"Is your husband okay with you doing this?" Luke asked. Smart boy. I twisted the ring on my finger.

"Tell me, if you were interested in me, does the answer to that question matter?" I asked.

Luke nodded. "I know what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas but I don't want my face smashed in."

I nodded, the round ending and finding myself with more chips than I started with. "Then let's make it interesting. Win that answer from me."

I placed the ring on the table by them. I put some chips on my next bet. I made sure to make a bet on something that statistically would not win. I needed to fish them along.

They looked at one another. I saw slight smiles on both of their faces. This night had become interesting for them. They made a much more logical bet.

Neither man spoke as the roulette wheel spun. When it landed in their favor, I smiled and slid the ring to them.

"Not married. Fake ring only meant to ward off unwanted attention. Although even that doesn't always work."

Luke ran the ring across his finger. "We're not unwanted attention then."

I crossed my legs and leaned towards them. "Quite the opposite gentlemen. I appreciate those hungry eyes on my body."

Austin gulped and shifted his weight. I had aroused him. Luke still played it cool, although I could see cracks.

"Now why don't you two tell me why you're really here."

Luke continued to play with the ring. Then he chuckled. "You have to win that answer."

"Mmm, now this is getting interesting," I said with a smile.

Luke fished into his pocket and produced his hotel room card.

"How bold of you."

Austin nudged Luke who waved him off, concentrating on me. I placed my bet and waited. I could tell I would win this round by the amateur bet they made.

Sure enough, soon I slid their hotel card between my fingers.

"I hope you still have a way inside your hotel room. That I don't get to decide where you sleep," I said, resting the card against my lips.

"Not yet at least," Luke said with a smile. The red tone to his skin told me any future bets would be easy to win. They were both too aroused.

"So, time to answer my question."

Luke looked up at Austin. Austin shuffled his foot. "Uh, we're here because I just got divorced."

I stifled a laugh. "Honey you barely look old enough to marry."

He flashed a grin. "Old enough for a lot of things. We were both young, and supposedly in love."

"That's your problem," I said, tapping the key on the edge of the table, "you need a woman with experience. "To teach you real emotions. And sensations."

I let those words linger.

Luke cleared his throat. "So yeah, we're here to let loose."

I nodded and faced the dealer. "Interesting. I like this game. Let's keep going."

I put down my hotel room card on the table. "You get to ask me anything if you win this."

Luke's eyes went wide. Austin slapped down his hotel room card. Luke looked at him with worried eyes.

"I want to know if you really mean what you say or if you're just leading us on," Austin said.

I smiled. "I could have told you that for free, but you are on. If I win," I said, eyeing the other card, "I want to know if you two gentlemen have been successful in your attempts to let loose, which I assume mean fucking some woman."

My vulgar language shocked them, but they composed themselves with quick determination. I used my body to distract them into making a bad bet. A roll of the wheel could always prove me wrong, but I felt I was supposed to be with these two men.

I won, and gleefully took all the hotel key cards. Luke looked nervous.

"Gentlemen, I do believe you owe me an answer."

Austin rubbed the back of his head. "Nope."

Luke nodded, his eyes leaving mine. I extended my leg and rubbed it on his. "I know I don't need to answer your question, but I think I will. Yes."

Luke's attention snapped back to me. Austin took a long breathe through his nose. I placed down all the hotel key cards.

"Time for you two to win everything back. You better have something special to bet with."

Luke looked at Austin, who stared at the board. His eyes scanned the bets and then gave a sharp nod to Luke. Luke bet one chip where Austin pointed. A solid bet. However, I had a better feeling about another spot and bet accordingly. I noticed Austin and Luke only had one more chip between the two.

"Chips don't matter to me. What else do you have?"

Luke sighed and fished into his pockets. He produced a very nice keychain with a key on it.

"Mmm. I think I know the type of vehicle that this key would belong to," I said, admiring the key on the table, "and if so, I wonder how you two have it."

"We borrowed it," Luke said with an unease in his voice.

"So if you don't win this, well you are really in my debt, are you not?" I asked, letting both men get a good look at my cleavage. Neither one of them spoke, but their eyes told me what they wanted.

Naturally I won. I tried to keep my excitement in check as I collected everything they brought with them. Luke looked defeated.

"Please," Luke said, keeping his eyes on the keys, "we need that. I mean this has been fun but--"

"But right now I own your future. Delicious," I said. I saw the worry in their eyes. I peeked at the last chip Luke flipped through his fingers. "One more bet. You can get all of your things back."

Luke slapped his chip down on an obvious loser slot. He did not see it that way, confidence brewing in his eyes.

"But we don't have anything but the chip."

The predator in me cracked loose. I grinned, knowing I had them trapped. I had led them along enough, now came the time to tighten the web I had around them. "You have something."

Luke looked at me, confused. I made my bet.

"You have in fact, two somethings."

Still looking confused, I pointed at Austin, then Luke. It dawned on them.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean if I win, I get both of you. One night. No resistance, you do as I say."

I could see the stirring in both of their pants. I knew they agreed before the words left their mouths.

For those two, I imagine the next roll had a lot of tension attached to it. Part of them wanted their stuff back, and part of them wanted to be with me. I, of course, knew the outcome. Luck had been on my side, although I knew how to play the game as well as anyone could.

I kept my eyes on the two of them. When I won, I watched horror, fear, arousal and then confusion flicker across their faces. I scooped everything into my purse and informed the dealer I would be cashing out my considerable winnings.

"Gentlemen, I believe we have quite a night ahead of us."

***

When they got a look at my top floor penthouse, I am sure arousal started to win as the primary emotion in their bodies. Lavish statues, marble floors and giant windows astounded them. I pretended not to notice and instead ushered them to a couch where I provided full glasses of wine. They drank them far too quick, but I did not mind. I poured another full glass for each of them, watching its effects start to relax their bodies into the couch.

"This is impressive," Luke said, looking around.

"If I had any idea you were this well off I would have shoved my car keys into your hands at the beginning of the night," Austin commented, sipping on his second glass of wine.

I grinned and ran my finger around the rim of my glass. "As I said, unwanted attention. If people knew I was Regina Mackenzie, they would either back off or come at me for the wrong reasons."

Austin looked confused, but Luke stopped drinking and stared.

"I see you've heard of me."

Luke nodded as Austin turned to him for an explanation.

"You're the Mackenzie group. You own like half of the world."

I laughed, crossing my legs. "Not quite. Maybe a third."