Samantha
was a school teacher in Fort Myers, Florida that had an intense fascination
with playing poker. While in Florida ,
she met a man whom she ended up becoming engaged to named Victor. He was training to be a dealer at the dog
track where she played. With her new
fiancée, she started playing much more often.
In her free time, she read poker books always honing and trying to
improve on her skill. As time went by,
poker became a second income for her. Victor
took his love of poker one step further and got a backer and decided to turn
pro and play poker professionally. As Samantha
looked at the paycheck from teaching and compared it to how she did at a poker
table, it seemed that poker was the better occupation. She strongly thought about leaving teaching
and turning pro herself. She thought
that she would get support for this as his friends and backers took an interest
to Samantha as well. This caused Victor
to do some things that infuriated Samantha such as driving her car with drugs
inside leaving her responsible. Victor
never showed any remorse for these things and defended himself. Samantha was not the forgiving kind nor did
she back down when she thought she was right.
After a long time of this, Samantha gave back the ring and called off
the engagement. After that, things went
south for her at the poker table as Victor’s friends and backers would go to Victor
for advice about Samantha and Victor wasn’t so kind. Samantha would not be able to piggy back off Victor’s
contacts, she would have to pave her own way.
Fresh
off the engagement being called off, Samantha decided to go to New York to visit her
parents and friends she grew up with there.
Whenever she was in town, she always organized a poker night with her
friends. One such friend was a man named
Larry. Larry had come to visit her in Florida once and when
they had first met seven years ago, he wasn’t too secretive that he had a crush
on her. Samantha had fun with it and got
him to strip for her for her birthday.
Three other people showed up for the poker night including Larry. Samantha revealed her plan to turn pro in
poker with no support from her friends. Larry
was silent but she hadn’t noticed that. Samantha
was trying to find a backer and it didn’t seem like there were any takers. Her childhood best friend worked for Barclays
and she knew she had a lot of money.
Although they didn’t speak much when she moved to Florida , she still felt they were
close. That feeling didn’t change when
her friend refused her the money but she was a little disappointed. A couple days after the phone call, Samantha
received a phone call from Larry that put her dreams back on track.
Ever since the poker night, Larry had thought very
hard about backing Samantha. He had
disposable income but not nearly as much as some of his other friends. He didn’t know anything about the stock
market and often saw it as the same thing as gambling. He had gone gambling with Samantha both in Atlantic City and Florida
and he didn’t doubt her ability. He
couldn’t figure out a reason how backing Samantha was any different than playing
the stock market for those who knew. Larry
wouldn’t claim to be the greatest poker player but he understood that a casino
game is much different from a home game.
His other friends that played with Samantha on poker night never
understood that. Sure, the home games, Samantha
didn’t win with any more frequency than anyone else, but when sitting at a
casino, the other friends never did well and only he and Samantha would come
out winners; always with Samantha winning more.
In the back of his mind, he was unsure because it was a risk and he felt
that Samantha may be exploiting him the way she did seven years ago. He didn’t have a massive crush on her anymore
as the way she treated her long time boyfriend in New York dismissed those feelings long
ago. After a few days, he decided that
his decision to help out Samantha was not based on infatuation, but logic. He finally made the call to tell Samantha. Although Samantha wanted much more than he
could afford to give, they came up with a trial run to see if Samantha could
deliver with relatively lower risk for Larry.
Samantha wasn’t too thrilled with Larry’s offer but
she took it because it was the only thing she could get. She started playing as often as she could but
she was still teaching. Larry kept track of the numbers and they weren’t as
good as he or she hoped. The trial run
was coming to an end and Larry had baited her with more money if it went well,
but she knew it was far from certain she’d get it. She still kept in contact with Victor much to
the dismay of everyone she knew but she still had feelings for him and he
constantly called. She couldn’t ignore
him forever. Secretly she wished he
would lose badly at the poker table. She
still played at the dog track, which made it worse because Victor was usually
there and if any guy showed interest in her, he would cock block them. To Samantha, Victor fucked up, he should move
on, but he refused. Victor was heading
to Vegas in the middle of June and invited Samantha. At this point, Samantha had started talking
to Larry very regularly. To Samantha, Larry
filled a void in that it was someone she could talk to about poker. She also needed to talk to him to let him
know how she did at a table but when she called to tell him her performance it
always translated into a very long conversation. Samantha couldn’t talk to the other people
she met in Florida
playing poker because they all had loyalties to Victor and it caused a lot of
drama. Larry was safe. What made this better is that Larry would be
in Vegas at the same time as Victor with his own friends. This made Samantha think that she could go to
Vegas and just hang out with Larry if things got bad with Victor, which she
felt would probably happen.
Larry had planned a trip to Vegas with his best
friend and one of his friends whom he didn’t know. It wasn’t official, but this was becoming an
annual tradition. Larry and he had
traveled to California
when Larry graduated college, and this was their third trip to Vegas and Larry
had only graduated five years ago. Larry’s
friend tried moving in with him in New York
from Cleveland where he lived but that
experiment lasted nine months, until his friend moved back to Cleveland
since he was miserable in New York . This trip would be slightly different from
their previous trips to Vegas in that it wasn’t solely Vegas. They were planning to go to some of the
national parks around Vegas while there.
Because of this, Larry was hesitant to let Samantha tag along. If it was solely gambling, he saw no reason
why Samantha couldn’t come but with the other trips, he felt like he was
violating some code by bringing Samantha along with his friends. When Samantha proposed it though, Larry
didn’t refuse and just hoped that Samantha would come to her senses and realize
going to Vegas with your ex-fiancee sends the wrong message to him. Larry did tell Samantha this and hoped that
he had gotten through to her but as the date got closer; Samantha decided she
was going to go to Vegas, which required a juggling act from Larry. Larry decided that Samantha couldn’t go with
them to the national parks but when he was in Vegas he’d play poker with
her. He rationalized that his friend
brought a friend so he can have one too.
The only difference was his friend’s friend didn’t gamble, so it wasn’t
really the same thing. Larry thought to
just ask but he knew that his friend was easy going and not very
confrontational so he doubted he would say his actual feelings. The previous year had gone bad when Larry
brought a third person who seemed to want nothing to do with them in Vegas to
the surprise of all other parties. He
had an interesting balancing act to deal with between Samantha and the party he
came to Vegas with.
Samantha landed in Vegas with Victor and immediately
checked into their hotel. Samantha
insisted on separate beds and that nothing would happen between her and Victor. They roomed together solely to save
money. She called Larry but he was with
his friends and he said he’d call her later.
That night, Larry called Samantha and arranged to meet her to play
poker. It was currently 3:00AM and Larry’s
friends had gone to sleep.
Larry
knew that he and his friends were going to Red Rock National Park situated about an hour
from Vegas at 9:00AM but he really wanted to play poker and the two people he
was with didn’t play. He figured that
since he wasn’t the driver, he’d just sleep on the way to the park. When he was in Vegas, sleeping wasn’t
something he planned on, and this was no exception. Samantha was playing 2-5 no limit, whereas Larry
played 1-2. He never could understand
why, but even though he rarely sat at the same table as Samantha, he didn’t
like going to play poker alone. He
rationalized it was because he had someone to force him to leave but that
wasn’t very valid since Samantha also loved playing so playing all night wasn’t
a problem. By the time Larry’s friends
came to get him to go to Red Rock, Larry was up 400 dollars, so he was
happy. He walked over to Samantha’s
table and told her he was leaving, to which she handed him the key and said,
‘I’ll probably be sleeping when you get back, so just come in my room and wake
me up. Don’t worry about Victor, nothing
is happening between us and you know I’m a heavy sleeper so knocking won’t
help. Help yourself and just walk in.” Larry
took the key, cashed out, and went with his friends to Red Rock.
Samantha
had gotten an extra key for the exact purpose of giving one to Larry, she
really wanted as many reasons as possible for Victor not to make a move and Larry
having a key to the room was just one more thing to stop him from trying
anything. She played for a couple more
hours before cashing out up 1,000 dollars and going upstairs to go to
sleep. Victor had beaten her there since
he had already dropped 1,500 and was unwilling to push his chances any
longer. He was sleeping when she got
in. She slept on a separate bed and went
to sleep. When she awoke, Victor was in
her purse, she screamed, “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Just
go back to sleep.”
Samantha
got up and pushed him away from her purse, “No, what the fuck are you doing?”
“Oh
stop it; you know you’re going to be my wife so your money is my money.”
“Excuse
me but we’re not together anymore, you can’t just fucking take my money without
asking.”
“Oh
and what about every time we went to a casino and I won and you lost, you
always borrowed my money so what the fuck is the difference?”
“I
asked”
“You
know what fuck you, it’s not like I won’t pay you back if I lose.”
“When
would that be number one? Number two, we don’t see each other as often, when we
were together sure we shared money but we lived together, I saw you every
fucking day, that’s not true now.”
“If
it wasn’t for me, you never would even think about turning pro. I made you.”
“I
was playing poker long before I met you.”
“Oh
really? With who, a couple friends at
their house, oooo big fucking deal”
“No,
I went to AC all the time.”
“Shut
up Samantha, you’re such a fucking hypocrite, you can take my winnings but I
can’t take yours.”
“Things
are different now”
“How
so? If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t
even be here, remember I fucking invited you here bitch.”
“Don’t
call me a bitch”
“Why
what are you going to do about it?”
“You
don’t want to know”
“Oh
I’m real scared” he said as he waved his arms mockingly.
“Did
you take any money?”
“Not
yet, but I am.”
“No
you’re not”
Victor
started nodding his head, which Samantha was unsure how to read. The discussion was pretty heated but all of a
sudden Victor seemed calm. He looked
back at Samantha and said a little too calmly, “It’s time I show you what the
professional poker world is all about.”
Samantha
looked back and forth not sure how to respond.
She said with obvious confusion in her voice, “What do you mean?”
Victor
lunged at Samantha and grabbed her by the throat and thrusted her back to the
wall slamming her. Samantha was
extremely skinny and at only 5’5” manhandling her was extremely easy. She snapped against the wall shocked and
scared as she looked at a menacingly looking Victor whose face was inches from
hers as he said threateningly, “You’re a pretty girl sitting at a poker table
with a bunch of strangers, mostly men.
Most of them old perverts. You scalp
them and take their money, don’t be surprised to find them following you to
your car or your room and taking what they want.”
This
idea had terrified Samantha for as long as she was playing poker. This is why she always tried to park near
cameras at casinos but then she just worried if she was so close, that it was a
blind spot for the camera. Victor had
gotten her a gun for this exact purpose but she never bothered to get a
concealed carry card and she didn’t have it with her. She also knew that Victor knew this. Despite her fears and taking precautions, she
never thought it would be from someone she knew. Her logic was that if someone she knew took
advantage of her, she would know them and just go to the cops and give them all
the information she knew, which she made sure was a lot if she ever decided to stay
in a room with one. This, however, would
only happen after something happened.
Suddenly it occurred to her that having to suffer the fate before going
to the cops, didn’t justify his not getting away with it, it still hurt her and
it would only be a step. She tried to be
calm for she knew Victor as a nice guy and still didn’t believe he would hurt
her. She said very sternly trying to
hide any fear in her voice, “Get off me.”
Victor
backed up a little bit but his hand remained around her throat. He looked up and down her body sizing her
up. At that point, he really missed
having sex with her. He rationalized
that even if Samantha went to the cops, which she didn’t think she would, he
had a good case that it was consensual.
After all, they had been engaged and she followed him to Vegas. The second she said she would go with him, he
knew he owned her and had her wrapped around his finger. This splitting the bed and incessant talk of
them not doing anything was just her playing hard to get. That’s why she wouldn’t go to the cops. He said with a smile, “Yea, I’m going to give
you a crash course on the life of a poker player.”
Samantha
put up her arms and shoved against his chest and said, “Get the fuck off me.”
For now she was no longer scared but just mad.
Victor
didn’t move back too much as Samantha was not that strong. He grabbed her by the biceps and threw her
onto the bed. He then straddled her
pinning her waist down and gripped her T-shirt by the collar and yanked it apart
splitting it down the middle revealing her bra.
Samantha screamed, “Help me…” but was silenced by Victor’s hand over her
mouth. She squirmed but Victor just held
her down and she couldn’t do much in his grip.
Victor pinned both her arms above her head with one arm as the other arm
was still over her mouth. He said, “You
can’t beat me Samantha, I know you want this, you might as well just stop
fighting me so it’ll hurt less. Nobody
is coming to help you, nobody gets involved and people have all sorts of weird
dominatrix sex in Vegas. So, this is
what’s going to happen, you’re going to fuck me, then you’re going to give me
$700, both as a start to reimbursing me for all the times I gave you money when
I won and because I have to fuck your anorexic no curves body so you should pay
me to fuck you.”
Samantha froze out of shock not because she was
scared. She fully intended on fighting
tooth and nail hoping that someone helped her or that Victor would come to his
senses. At this time she didn’t know if
she would try to verbally reason with him or struggle, for she knew she
couldn’t do both. With the hand over her
mouth, she knew that the first thing to do was squirm until he let the hand off. She froze because she never thought Victor
would say what he just did. Victor was
living in her parent’s house for free and he did take money from her too…they
shared it during their relationship. She took that comment as just heat of
passion but the last one about implying he hated making love to her hurt to the
soul. She knew at that point that she
would never take Victor back, not after tonight. She didn’t want to admit it, but she knew
that if Victor didn’t volunteer to stop, he could have his way with her, there
was no way she could overpower him. She
was losing hope that that was going to happen but she wasn’t the type to just
lie down and take it. This was going to
be a very long painful night for her both physically and emotionally. The thing about Samantha that separated her
from most women was that she could snap her emotions off like a switch the way
many guys can. She had just done that
with Victor, right now, she wouldn’t care if he died. All feelings for him were gone even if he
stopped right now; even what he had done right now was inexcusable and
unforgivable. With her focus on Victor,
she wasn’t listening to what might be happening at the door.
Larry had slept both to and from Red Rock. It had done well for him as the power nap
coupled with seeing Vegas again gave him a second wind. His two friends were going to go hang out and
not gamble since Larry’s friend didn’t want to ditch him to go gambling just
yet. Larry’s friend also had the
balancing act of gambling with Larry and doing non-gambling things with his
friend. Larry took this opportunity to
go see Samantha. He called her but got
no answer, which he kind of expected. He
went to her room and hesitated whether or not to knock. He knew he should knock, but he also liked
the sense of the adventure and unknown of just opening a door and seeing if he
would be surprised at the other end. He
had gotten the green light from Samantha to do exactly that so he decided he
would. He smiled and hoped he’d find Samantha
getting dressed or something. He knew
that if he did, he’d get yelled at but it would be worth it. He had the excuse that Samantha gave her
blessing and he merely was doing what he was told. He slid the key in the lock, and slid it out
as the red light turned green. He turned
the handle and walked into the room and found something that he didn’t
anticipate but once he saw it, figured he should have known. Victor was mounted on top of Samantha, so
they got back together after all. His
first reaction was to go back out the door but as he motioned himself out, he
stopped. Something didn’t seem right. If he had walked in on them having sex, both
would have turned over to cover up and seemed embarrassed. Instead they just looked at him. He thought they were just as surprised as him
and didn’t react yet but he wanted some sort of reaction. He stepped back in the room and closed the
door…still nothing, which really made him think that things weren’t as they
seemed. He turned toward them once again
and this time decided to take in what he was looking at. Victor said, “Dude, get the fuck out of here”
Larry relaxed; he couldn’t understand why he wasn’t
leaving or what he was waiting for. He
said rather calmly, “Have her tell me that.”
“Ummm you’re a fucking pervert, obviously we’re back
together, I mean we’re rooming together on vacation.”
“And yet, you’re hand is over her mouth, why don’t
you want her to speak?
Samantha was getting upset that Larry decided to have
a conversation before saving her. She
squirmed against Victor but her movement was limited since Victor had his legs
pinning her waist and his arm pinning both hers. She looked around and concluded that there
was no way Larry shouldn’t realize what was going on, her arms were pinned
down. He was on the right track though,
and he was her only hope so she would just have to play it out. She gave Victor a look like he was
caught. Victor noticed it but wasn’t so
sure he couldn’t talk Larry out of the room.
He came up with a plan; he gave an embarrassed smile and said, “Well, Samantha
can’t really talk right now due to what was happening before you came in.”
Larry smiled wide as he got the reference to a
blowjob. Now he knew Victor was lying
and he would point out some things that went against that Larryry, “Oh really?
Well let’s see, one, your shorts are still on with your boxers so clearly
that’s not what was happening. Two, her
mouth is nowhere near your groin as it’s pressed against her groin, which is
where it should be if she was giving you a blowjob, so obviously she wasn’t
giving you one when I walked in. Leaving
me to three – I don’t know if Samantha is a spitter or a swallower but if she
was a spitter, she would have spit up the cum by now. If she was a swallower, she would have
swallowed it by now, in which case, fully capable of talking to me. And four – if she was a spitter, you covering
her mouth makes her keep the cum in for a pretty long time at this point so
that’s kind of shitty and you should probably let her spit it up thus
confirming what you just told me or she should just swallow and save herself
the torture.”
Victor had no rebuttal so just stared a hole in him
and said, “Dude, get the fuck out of here.”
“Nah, and since you still have your hand over her
mouth, I think it’s time I put her in a position to tell me to leave. Larry ran at Victor and shoved him off
her. He then turned to Samantha who
immediately said, “Kick his fucking ass, and what took you so fucking long?!”
Larry was already in the air before Samantha spoke,
the look away only gave Victor time to flatten himself before getting ready to
get up. Larry leapt on top of him and
punched at his face repeatedly. Samantha
got up and grabbed a T-shirt to put on and stood near the door watching. Larry pounded away at Victor and felt a
disturbing sense of joy from it. He was
bigger than Victor both in height and in weight so the blows were having
effect. Larry got up and grabbed Victor’s
arm and yanked him to his feet. He
grabbed him by the back of his neck and ran toward the wall slamming his face
into it as hard as he could beside the door.
He opened the door while still maintaining his grip on Victor’s neck and
shoved him out. He turned to Samantha
who just pointed outside, to which Larry took to mean to continue, which he was
all too happy to do. He helped Victor to
his feet and punched him in the stomach.
Victor dropped to one knee and Larry grabbed his arm and dragged him
toward the stairs. He again helped him
to his feet, placed one leg behind his and shoved him back. Victor tripped over Larry’s leg and tumbled
down the stairs. Larry walked back to Samantha’s
room and for the first time thought about what he was doing. He contemplated whether he was being Samantha’s
lackey or acting on his own accord. The
toss down the stairs was a little excessive.
He reasoned that objectively, he should have stopped when he threw Victor
out the door. No matter what Samantha
said, he was done with Victor, if Samantha wanted to get her hands dirty, then
that was her prerogative. He was done
doing her dirty work for her. He walked
in to Samantha smiling, which he was unsure how to read. On one hand, she could be happy to be out of
a predicament or on the other, she was happy to get Larry to do her dirty work
for her. He hoped the latter was just
his paranoia, but you could never be sure.
The second that door opened, hope came rushing over Samantha. She got a little worried when Larry started
to leave and then when he engaged in a conversation but she was safe now. That’s what she focused on now. When Larry went into the hallway she peeked
out the door. The second Victor fell
down the stairs she smiled and closed the door so that the latch was rested
against the door so could open. She
walked back to her spot waiting for Larry to come back in. When he did, she looked at him in way she
never had before. Before this, he was
just some guy that liked her but she didn’t have any feelings for. Now, he was her protector. She was already emotionally over what Victor
did. Most girls would have been
distraught for days or generalized a hatred for men but not Samantha. Victor got what was coming to him and now she
was ready to do what she wanted. She
knew Larry had only fucked one other person, so he was clean. She hated men with multiple sex partners
because she always feared disease. She
said rather seductively, “Thank you.”
Larry was taken aback by this. He expected her to run up to him and hug him
or her breathing heavy as she tried to calm down. He thought he would have to console her in
some way because she was shaken up but none of this had happened. This only confirmed that Samantha used
him. He decided to just confront her
putting aside any emotions for what it may look like and said, “Was he really
trying to hurt you?”
Samantha’s eyes widened in shock from this
question. She thought that was
obvious. She choked on the words a
little before saying, “How can you doubt that?”
“Answer the question”
“Yes, he fucking grabbed me by the throat, threw me
on the bed and pinned me down and covered my mouth so I couldn’t scream for
help.”
Larry doubted himself now. All the reactions he thought he would come to
were for normal women but he knew that Samantha wasn’t very normal for a
woman. She did not show the same
emotions and always had coldness to her that he feared for as long as he’d
known her. He didn’t know what to
believe now. He said, “So, it’s not that
you started hooking up with him, I came in, you regretted it, felt embarrassed
that you did what you so vehemently said you wouldn’t so decided to just go
with the story that he took advantage of you.”
“Are you fucking kidding me” she snapped out “and
just let you kick the living shit out of him?”
“He’s an Ex-fiancee who hurt you…hell hath no fury
over a woman scorned, you threatened to put me in the hospital without even
knowing what happened.”
“My sister told me you forced yourself on her, what
else was I supposed to say? Did I
fucking do anything?”
Larry knew this was a legitimate point. It had been about two years since that
happened but nothing did ever come from it.
Larry stopped talking to her sister but even he got over being falsely
accused after about seven months. He had
always questioned whether Samantha was as cold-hearted as he thought she
was. There were times when Samantha did
show compassion toward him but that was only once. To be honest, he never really came to a
conclusion because the one person that confirmed his suspicions he had stopped
talking to long ago for being of low moral integrity, so that wasn’t too
reliable of a source. Still though, he
thought he may have a point. He needed
to focus on facts, Samantha had never done anything more than threaten
him. He really only wanted to know one
thing, “So you’re happy what I did to Victor?
You’re not pissed at me?”
Samantha’s shoulders dropped as she let out a shocked
gasp, “I’m ecstatic for what you did to Victor.
Victor should fucking die for what he did to me. I mean you saw us, you saw him with his hand
over my mouth; you even said so, so how could you possible think I wanted it.”
“I have no idea how you fuck, maybe you like it
rough.”
“We weren’t fucking, his clothes were on, my shirt is
fucking ripped, here I’ll show you” as she walked to the bed and picked up both
pieces of the ripped T-shirt and threw them at Larry.
Larry caught them and looked at the torn pieces. It did nothing to disprove his Larryry, if
she liked it rough, maybe she wanted him to rip the shirt off her. Samantha never talked to him about her sex
life unlike his other female friend except the one he shared with Samantha. He thought about it, and didn’t really see Samantha
as masochistic. Even if he was right
about her being a text book psychopath, she would want to dominate not be
dominated. She was always in control,
her being mounted and her shirt ripped off her didn’t make sense. That is what convinced him. Larry decided to throw in the towel, he
softened his tone and said, “Look Samantha, I’m sorry, I’m just really
tired. I wasn’t expecting to walk in on
this. Victor is probably hurt pretty
badly. You’re the only one that
witnessed what happened and if something does I need you to back me up. I really just needed to know that I didn’t
risk being arrested for nothing.”
“You didn’t and if he presses charges, I’ll back you
up and press charges against him for what he did.”
“Alright, so are you okay? Did he hit you?”
“No, just tossed me around a little bit but I’m fine”
she said as she relaxed and sat on the bed.
She patted the side of the bed inviting Larry to sit next to her.
Larry took the hint and walked over to Samantha and
sat down next to her. They sat in
silence for a little bit and then Samantha leaned her head against Larry’s
shoulder. Larry instinctively wrapped
his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his chest. Samantha wrapped her arm around Larry’s
stomach and lied against his chest and said, “Thank you” in a very vulnerable
voice.
The
events of the day started to hit her now and the thought crept into her mind of
what would have happened if Larry stayed at the park a little longer or decided
to hang out with his friends before coming over. Victor wouldn’t have needed much time to
fully dominate her, and in this scenario it was very easy for him to get
it. She took it as luck, which was a
good thing to have in Vegas. Larry
lowered his mouth and kissed the top of Samantha’s head. Samantha took this as his making a move,
which is what she was waiting for. She
wrapped her leg around Larry’s waist and repositioned herself so that she was
straddling him. Larry leaned in and
kissed on the mouth to which she kissed back.
They made out for a while and Samantha pushed her entire upper body
against Larry’s. Larry could have easily
supported it but he lied back down anyway while continuing to kiss Samantha. Samantha sat up still straddling Larry and
looked down on him. For the first time
she contemplated if this was a good idea.
I mean she almost got raped, she wanted to have sex with Larry very
badly but she didn’t think she could handle if he wanted to be on top. She needed the control and she would make
that known and hope that Larry didn’t take offense to that and force the issue
the way Victor did. She told herself
that the Victor situation was different and she knew Larry was a nice guy, but
she would have said that about Victor too. She realized that she didn’t want to
have sex with Larry because he saved her, she wanted to because she wanted to
dominate the man who physically dominated the guy who dominated her. That would make her feel better. All she needed was Larry to go along with
it. She removed her shirt and threw it
to the side. She then slid her arms
under Larry’s shirt and motioned it off him.
She kissed Larry’s neck and lowered her mouth to his chest and down to
his waist. She undid his shorts and slid
them off him with her body sliding off him and to her feet at the foot of the
bed. Larry sat up and wrapped his arms
around Samantha’s waist resting on her ass and pulled her toward him. Samantha placed her hands behind his head and
leaned over him. Larry kissed her
stomach as he fumbled his arms up to undo Samantha’s jeans. He pulled them down and Samantha stepped out
of them. Larry brought his arms up
caressing Samantha’s legs in the process before sliding his hands underneath
her panties and grabbing her bare buttocks.
Samantha didn’t resist. She
gripped the side of Larry’s head and pulled back and lowered her head to
his. She kissed Larry passionately and
he returned it as she wrapped her legs back around him. Larry stood up and Samantha wrapped her legs
around him as Larry walked her to the wall and thrusted his pelvis toward her
pinning her against the wall. Samantha
moaned and kissed at Larry’s neck to which he did the same. Suddenly Samantha was shaking as being pinned
against the wall gave her flashbacks of when Victor had her by the throat. She screamed, “Stop” and pushed against Larry’s
chest. Larry immediately backed
away. Samantha was a poker player so was
used to reading people’s faces; she looked at Larry and realized he was shocked
then worried, then concerned for her.
This turned her back on for Larry didn’t seem angry that things got hot
and heavy and then she just stopped him cold turkey. She now knew she could get what she
wanted. This wasn’t her intention at the
time she told him to stop for she really wanted to get out from the wall. She shoved Larry back onto the bed and
mounted him. She rode him brushing her
breasts across his face but Larry wasn’t reciprocating now. He grabbed her by the side and lifted up so
that she faced him. He said, “Are you
sure you want to do this? I mean you are
sending mixed signals.”
Samantha expected this, “Yes, I do, just I need you
not to pin me in any way.”
This immediately made sense to Larry as he nodded his
head and said rather excitedly so as not to kill the moment anymore than he
already had, “Yea that’s fair” and wrapped his arms back around Samantha and
pulled her toward him.
He
undid her bra and Samantha sat up to take it off. She slapped him across the
face, then smiled and leaned to kiss him.
Larry went with all of it. Once
again, she lowered her body only this time she removed Larry’s boxers so that
he was completely naked. She stood on
top of the bed with one leg on either side of Larry. Larry sat up and pulled down her panties
leaving her naked. He then placed his
hands on her butt and once again pulled her toward him. This time her bare vagina was against Larry’s
face and he licked her clitoris and the surrounding area. Samantha moaned with pleasure as she squeezed
the back of Larry’s head. She hadn’t had
a sexual encounter in quite some time so climaxed rather quickly. Samantha then kicked at Larry’s chest and
slammed his upper body down and shifted her weight to his chest pinning him
down. Larry knew better than to
resist. Samantha grabbed a condom and
placed it on Larry’s penis and then lowered her vagina on top of it forcing Larry
inside of her. She rode back and forth
before leaning forward and gyrating her breasts over Larry’s face. Larry sucked her breasts caressed her legs
and ass and sporadically pulled himself inside of her more. He made out with Samantha and kissed her neck
as she continued to thrust forward.
After a little while, Larry achieved orgasm but Samantha continued to
ride him. Larry started tapping the bed
as if to surrender but Samantha didn’t care; she just rode harder and
faster. She pulled up and wrapped her
arms around Larry’s neck and continued to ride him. She had lost herself but Larry made no effort
to stop her. Although he really needed
time to recover from the orgasm, he kind of enjoyed the pain as he was a little
masochistic and didn’t know if he would ever get a chance to do this with Samantha
again. To Larry’s surprise Samantha
screamed out as she achieved orgasm.
This seemed to recall her senses and she rolled off Larry breathing
heavily. Larry lied on his back
panting. The first sexual encounter he
had was horrible, but this was much more fulfilling. He deluded himself into thinking it was seven
years in the making. Samantha turned
away and Larry wrapped his arm around his body.
Samantha backed into him and Larry slid his other arm under her neck as
an extension to the pillow spooning with her.
They both fell asleep in that position.
Larry woke up first and slid out of the bed. He went over to the other bed and sat down on
it with his head in his hands. He didn’t
know what to think. Nobody was knocking
on the door. If Victor was going to
press charges, someone would have been here by now. Then again, he didn’t know how badly Victor
was hurt; he may not have been able to speak, though he doubted this. A tumble down the stairs is rarely fatal and
paramedics could easily wake him up from unconsciousness by now. He stared over at Samantha who was still
naked. For as long as he’d known her, he
had never seen her legs. Even in the hot
summers of New York and Florida , Samantha always wore jeans. He liked the view now and it made what
happened even more special to him. He
took in this moment not sure what would happen when Samantha woke up. All indications were she would be okay with
what happened but Larry was a pessimist.
He sat there staring at Samantha and daydreaming which came all too
easily for him. He snapped out of it
when Samantha woke up and shot up seemingly scared. When she turned toward Larry she seemed to
relax and took deep breaths to calm herself down. She said to him, “You really can’t leave me
alone, I’m sorry but I can’t be alone after what happened. What we did helped a lot but I don’t think
I’m ready to be alone for the rest of my time in Vegas.”
Larry shrugged his shoulders, “We have two beds, if
you don’t mind sharing a bed with me, it won’t be a problem but any
extracurricular activities we should stay here.
If you don’t want to because Victor knows you’re here and has a key, I’d
understand. But if we do anything it’ll
have to be in the bathroom of my room or in here….preferably in here.”
Samantha smiled at the forwardness. She said, “Oh you and I are done with
extracurricular activities” as she smiled wider.
Larry nodded, this didn’t concern him. One night was fine for him. Samantha came over and French kissed him then
backed away. Larry reached out and
grabbed her arm and pulled her toward him.
Samantha straddled him and laughed playfully. Larry half expected to be pushed away but she
hadn’t yet so he started making out with her.
After a while Samantha pulled back and said, “Tell me I’m sexy.”
Larry looked at her dumbfounded and said, “You’re
sexy” and went back to kissing her.
Again Samantha pulled back, “Tell me I’m hot.”
“You’re hot”
They continued to make out and then Samantha pulled
back and got up. Larry sized up her
naked body and truly enjoyed what he saw.
He knew not many people got to see Samantha like this and it made him feel
special. Samantha noticed and liked
it. She purposely turned around so Larry
could see the backside as well and pretended she had to go get something. Even with her back turned, she felt Larry’s
eyes on her. She reached into the drawer
and grabbed another pair of panties and pulled it on snapping it into place as
if to tell Larry that the show was over.
Larry smiled and got the hint. He
walked over to the bed and put on his boxers.
They both got dressed and then Samantha walked over to him and jumped
into his arms. Larry caught her and
kissed her as Samantha wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned back. She said, “Thank you Larry.”
Larry laughed, “Thank you.”
Samantha got serious, ‘No, I mean it, I don’t know
what would have happened without you.”
Larry shrugged his shoulders, “Doesn’t really matter,
I was.”
Samantha smiled and kissed him again. She then let go and stood on her own two feet
and stared at Larry and gave another smile for she had a great idea. Larry read it and said, “Yea, let’s go play
some cards.”
People found Victor rather quickly when he took the
fall. He refused medical attention as he
didn’t have insurance. One of the
drawbacks of being a professional poker player was no medical. The cops showed up and he said he didn’t want
to press charges, he just had an altercation with someone he took money from
but he’s alright. When they left, he
called his friends who helped them to their room. As far as he was concerned, he never wanted
to see Samantha again. This was for a
variety of reasons including being ashamed for what he did. It took Larry kicking his ass for him to
realize that but Samantha didn’t lift a finger to help him. He realized that if she had any feelings for
him, she would have at least tried to stop Larry or check to see if he was okay
but none of that happened. His friends
agreed to go to his room and get his stuff but they were going to give Samantha
a day to cool off. When they did, they
were happy to find the room empty. They
really didn’t want the awkwardness of dealing with her as they got Victor’s
things. They quickly packed it up and
transported it to their room and decided to try to enjoy the rest of their time
in Vegas.
Larry and Samantha played poker for a couple hours
before they met up with Larry’s friends.
Larry was vague when he explained the situation to his friends but said
enough for them to realize Samantha needed to stay with them. Neither of them cared and Larry assured him
they wouldn’t be fooling around and he meant it. Samantha didn’t want to anyway. She was a private person and the idea of
hooking up with a guy with others in the room disgusted her. When the trip was over, they all flew to
their respective homes. Samantha and Larry
still talked frequently but remained friends.
Larry was planning on visiting her in Fort Myers but as far as he was concerned, he
wanted to keep it plutonic. Samantha had
sexual tension with Larry but given that he was in New York and hung out with his sister often,
she kind of wanted to keep it plutonic too.
Still there was a lot of sexual tension between them now and it was only
a matter of time to see if it would destroy their friendship or lead to more
activity. Samantha and Victor never
spoke again even when they ran into each other at the dog track. Victor was too ashamed to talk to her and she
wanted nothing to do with him. At first,
she purposely flirted with guys daring him to try to cock block her again for
she would make a scene. She no longer
cared that the dog track was his territory and he knew all the dealers and
personnel. He assaulted her and that was
enough for her to put aside all decorum if he tried anything. When he didn’t, Samantha stopped outwardly
flirting to make him jealous and just played normally. She did end up quitting her teaching job and
playing poker professionally. Larry
backed her and she was delivering much better than the trial run now that she
could focus her entire energy on poker.
She loved the freedom of it and planned to go on gambling trips with Larry
when he could get off work. Life was
good for Samantha as she was living the real American dream of making a living
doing what she loved to do.