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Casino Club Candy (RocketGirl x Darklaz)

RocketGirl

RocketGirl

To denounce the evils of truth and love
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Apr 13, 2019
Samantha Malone had been sent out to the big city on spring break. She had come home from college to find out that her father had remarried, and was about to go on his honeymoon. For as long as she could remember, she enjoyed spending time with her father on school holidays, and she was particularly looking forward to this one like any other. Her father understood this and, instead of leaving her alone, had sent her to a distant relatives casino and bar so she didn't have to be alone.

Sammie was young, innocent and friendly, but had often been accused of being flirty by those who don't know her. She said goodbye to the cab driver with a nice smile and an overly familiar attitude as she was dropped off in front of the mammoth structure, seemingly lost, gripping her satchel tight with both hands. looking around in her cute, purple themed outfit.

She'd always been interested in games of chance, learning Omaha hold 'em with her father over one summer. She had never been allowed to play in a real casino however, and really wanted to see how poker was played by the pro's, even if it was Texas hold 'em in most places. Her pulse quickening and her excitement building, she decided to venture in, seeing if she could see her father's second cousin in among the sea of faces she undoubtedly expected to see.
 
Alexander St. Cloud was never much of a family man. He had never married, was extremely well off, not inclined towards dealing with children and quite surprised to hear a niece was coming to stay with him while her father, one of his cousins, went off on honeymoon. It was not too bad when he realized which niece, Samantha had been an engaging child and grew to be a nicely blossoming teen. She was at her Sweet 16 party last he had been around.
Filled out in a way that strained his jeans even then. He was looking forward to her visit. The businesses he owned would be the proper introduction to their time.

As he entered Diamond's Royale, his casino, he spotted a beautiful blonde by herself who seemed to b scanning the crowd.
There she was. He walked over with a big grin. "Samantha. Welcome to Diamond's Royale. I'm Alex, your dad's cousin. See anything of interest?"
he asked as he placed a hand on her lower back, barely above her nicely plump ass.
 
She was caught off guard when he approached her, having been lost in the noise and bustle of the casino. He spoke to her kindly, which was comforting to her, she almost felt as if she had been forced upon him. She seemed relatively unfazed by his hand on her lower back, his thumb caressing her spine.

"Oh. Heya." She said with a smile, her face beaming with excitement beneath her make-up. "Do you really own this place!? This is amazing!" Her eye's were drawn to a large curtained off area, an area she assumed was for pro poker. She knew that she was never going to be good enough to play professionally. Lying just wasn't her strong suit.

"I love this place already!" she said in an open response to his question, not wanting to seem too invested in things like gambling, but her level of childlike innocence betraying her entirely. Her eyes naturally drawn to the area with the card games housed within it.
 
With a smile, he noticed her focus on the card tables. "Here, let me show you one of the house favorites."
He steered her towards a blackjack table and found them a couple of seats. As the dealer recognized his boss,
he asked by signal if they were playing. "Would you like to be dealt in? Its a fresh hand and quite straight forward. "
The dealer awaited her decision as he answered a couple of questions and discouraged one boisterous lout who showed too much interest in the boss's guest. Whether this was a wealthy client, a client's daughter(more likely) or what was not his concern.
 
"Of course darlin'" Sammie said in a half-mocking tone, reaching down and placing her satchel on the floor, rummaging for her phone whilst under the unit. Her breasts pressed against the desk, her skirt riding up from behind whilst in this position.

After a few short moments she pulled out her phone, covered in a cute little bespoke wallet pouch. She sat up as she had found it, smoothing down her skirt. She took the phone and placed the case into the strap of her brassiere.

She seemed to enjoy being shown around, the casino being an entire delight to her senses. Looking to Alexander for approval.
 
he grinned and gave her as a not quite discrete squeeze and nodded to the dealer.
Her first two cards were a five of hearts and deuce of spades. Alex looked to see how she
would play as he admired her assets and scanned the crowds.
He did not get to be this rich and influential by being careless.
 
Sammie brushed off his squeeze as just a reassuring gesture, giggling as she was dealt her cards. She understood the basic rules to blackjack, but was unfamiliar with the house rules. She didn't know how many decks they were using, making it harder to work out the game.

She began to mutter to herself, shuffling in her seat. "5 and 1 or 11. Hmm. I can treat that as 6 or 16, so a hit would be safe regardless." She looked up at the dealer, giving him a nod and a wink "I'll have another please!" Unlike her uncle, she wasn't from a wealthy family, and as a college student, money was tight. But what was one game of Blackjack?
 
Smiling at her bravery, Alex gave a slight nod an watched a cards were dealt an she was handed a trey of spades.
Now she held a five, a deuce(two), and a three. How would she handle this?
He was certain she had a basic knowlege of House rule, although he had not educated he on them here.
"Well, my dear. The call is now yours. Sit it out, or wait?"
 
She looked at the cards dealt in front of her. As far as she was concerned. There was no way she could loose, even on another card. She looked u at the dealer, smiling once more as she decided to hit once again.

"Hit me with another one sugar." She said, almost getting caught up it the thrill of what is arguably the most basic game at any casino.
 
With a knowing smile, he dealt again. This time she ended up with the Ace of clubs.
Alex withheld his surprise at the cards. This hand was unplanned and yet seemed to be hers.
The dealer gave an uncertain look to his employer. With given consent, allowed things to continue.
The dealer always stayed aware of who got dealt what. Doing otherwise could cost your job.
 
"Oooh" She giggled. She was visibly excited, bouncing in her seat readily. Her childlike wonder and womanly figure offered an interesting dichotomy. Her face was that of sheer elation, that must have been heartwarming to see. Obviously, unless you owned the casino in question.

She looked to her relative, a slight sparkle in her eyes as she had managed to 'beat the dealer', unless of course he got that blackjack also. She wanted to ask if that meant she had won. But she knew the old saying in the back of her mind: 'The house always wins'.
 
Alex looked with raised eyebrow to his best dealer. With pre-set signals, it was indicated she had indeed beat him.
He gave a slight nod and the dealer showed his hand, equaling only 20. The others at the table congratulated her and collected or paid as warranted.
Alex whispered to the dealer reassuringly and personally saw to collecting Samantha's winnings.
What she did not know, was that although the win was pure chance, the stakes had been sizeable.
Alex walked her to the cage an watched as she was paid in $20,000 worth of chips. He then had her to cash them in for the set mount.
This he made certain was put directly and discretely in her pocket book.
"Well, how did you like your first game in my place? Would you refer your friends and co-workers here?"
 
She was shocked at the amount of money she had earned. As Alex helped her cash out, she was so shocked at the amount of money that was being placed into her purse, it was more money that she had ever even feasibly thought of having at once. She could clear all her loans almost immediately.

She looked at her relative, her bag heavy with wedges of cash. She knew that her friends from college would in no way be stupid enough to gamble. But perhaps the anecdote could help them consider it. She'd just keep out the part that she was related to the casino owner, however distantly it was.

Sammie nodded shyly, her head still swimming with possibilities of what to do with that kind of money. "Of course. I'm sure hearing how I got all this would only be believable if it were at a casino anyway!"
 
"Let's just keep the extent of your good luck between us, shall we?
We have an excellent selection of drinks at the bar, as well as top notch dining facilities.
How about we celebrate your first major score?" He smile, caressing her lower back as before.
 
She looked up at Alex, nodding as if she understood what he was getting at. She realized as soon as he said it, that perhaps advertising big wins wasn't great for her. nor for his casino. Well, not exactly.

She jumped when he mentioned celebrating her win, his hand brushing over the curve of her ass as she did so. But then she realized once more. "Uhh ... Alex. I ... I can't drink. I'm only 19"
 
"And you get admitted in casinos with strict age restrictions.
Come my dear. Today you are exclusive guest of the owner.
Plus, your rich uncle is having you stay with him.
Do you trust me? I can monitor your intake if you like"
He offered this just as easily a if it was practiced.
She was quite the handful already. He had no interest in having her drunk.
When she yielded, it would be clear-headed and willing.
 
Samantha pulled her hair over her shoulder, her blonde curls running down the curves of her chest over her t-shirt. She pulled on her shirt a little, stretching around her perky chest.

She stood upright and placed her hands on her hips in mock sass, a half smile across her face. "I guess I can manage that." Sammie's demeanor was disarming and she really didn't have that much of a filter. She headed off to the bar area, smiling happily, her petite frame jumping around as she skipped. She didn't care if people stared for a bit, she had managed to gain just the slighted bit of freedom. As they walked, she fiddled with her hair once more as she pulled herself up onto a stool, her skirt showing off her panties once more.
 
Alex sat beside her and gave he a strict warning only she could hear.
"My dear, if you keep prancing and flashing like that, some rich guy is likely to think
he can take you to his suite and teach you a thing or two."
"now, what would you like to order?" he asked in a normal tone.
 
Sammie wasn't entirely sure what he meant. Her mind didn't focus on the sexual, finding simple pleasures in the more basic things in life. To her, being taught a thing or two would be a good thing, learning new skills was always something that could come in handy later.

She flattened down her clothes ones more, tossing her blonde locks behind her with wild abandon. Her eyes scanned the wall of liquor in front of her, a wild wall of names and brands. She saw a bottle of vibrant green sitting on the side with the label 'Midori'. She wanted something fruity and sweet, but couldn't pull her eyes away from the interesting colour. She called the barkeep in close whispering:
"I love how green that is, can I have a glass full of that?"
 
"Madam has chosen one of our more popular choices. Would she like a bottle for herself?" he inquired.
Alex smiled approval of her choice.
"That one is quite nice if a little potent. It may knock you on that nice little ass of yours. Are you certain you want it on an empty stomach? A little solid food would be advised first."

The bartender paused, awaiting her answer. He had seen more than once just that happen to others of similar size. Even a male or two who were certain they could handle strong liquor.
 
She looked over at him, sure she could handle it. She'd had a little something on the plane after all. She reached into her purse and snapped a couple of $100's of of one of the bricks, tearing the label slightly so that she knew which one, and rolled them up, putting hem in her bra with her phone, just in case seh needed them.

"No, I'll be okay. But maybe put a little lemonade with it, in a glass, not the whole bottle."
 
"Madam wishes the prime Midori cut with lemonade?" the bartender inquired, one eyebrow raised. "Midori is usually taken straight." he said with a slight sniff.

Alex on the other hand was quite amused.
He actually had done just that once, and it seemed to accent it's flavor and sweetness perfectly. "I believe I shall have the same, Ethan. Thank you."

"My dear, that quite frankly is a stroke of genius. I am the only other person to have made that unique request. How, may I ask, did you happen upon that mixture?"
He was rather intrigued. His niece may just end up the perfect companion for him.
 
Samantha looked a little confused, she really had just been drawn to the vibrant colour of the drink. She didn't want to dilute the colour, but had been told that some drinks could be given a little less of a punch when mixed with average everyday sodas. Lemonade just seemed like an obvious choice to her, it's clear colouration wouldn't mess with the drink, and it doesn't have an overly potent flavour.

She just smiled at the compliment. "It just seemed to make sense I guess" she said, with a shrug of her shoulders. "I'm not really overly sure what I'm doing after all."
 
He smiled at her reaction.
"The best drink combinations are results of either happy accident or experimentation of an individual.
Try not to get too tipsy, love. I have so many other things for you to see and experience.
We have plenty of time together." he said as he stroked her back. "You do have such lovely fine hair.
I like how it feels in my hands."
 
"More to see?" She said in anticipation. It hardly seemed worthwile to sit at the bar the whole time if there was more excitement to be had in the casino. It was true that she had a whole week there. But if all the new experiences had gotten out of the way first, then she could focus on the ones she really had enjoyed for the rest of her time here.

She took a sip of the drink, the melony sweetness was perfect, making it taste more like juice than anything else. She had almost expected it to burn, but rather the opposite. Out of anticipation, she chugged the rest quite quickly, it going to her head almost immediately, giving her a little buzz.

"C'mon, lets do more things!" she said, not really worried about the way he touched her or the odd compliments he gave her.
 
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