Back In The Game (Poker Loser Book 2)

by Golden Angel

  Twisting the end of the probe she groaned loudly as it began to vibrate inside of her. The heady sensation made her thighs tremble and she quickly turned over onto her back. Now her nipples were throbbing in their confinement, the vibrations outside and inside of her making her wild. Grabbing the hummingbird vibrator she pressed it inside of her. Already her body was building to a quaking orgasm and she hadn’t even touched her pussy yet.

  Despite its girth it slid in easily from all her juices and she let out a small cry as she turned the vibration onto pulse, feeling little shocks of pleasure in her wetness as it began. She turned it to a steady vibration as she switched on the little hummingbird, her entire body arching as it hummed against her clit, vibrating the little nub. Her body seemed to be filled with pleasure and passion... her holes full of vibrating, gyrating toys. Pleasure that Todd had brought to her.

  Turning the setting on the vibrator so that the little beads would start moving over its surface, she then squeezed the ball on the suction cups again, crying out as the vacuum bit into her breasts painfully, her nipples completely distorted inside the suction cups. Flicking the hummingbird on to full blast she held the vibrator inside her pussy and began pumping the one in her ass, screaming out her fulfillment, seeing Todd in her mind.

  "OH FUCK!! OH FUCK I'M CUMMING!! OH FUCK... OH GOD TOD!! I'M CUMMING!! I'M FUCKING CUMMING TODD!! OH FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!!"

  Her body thrashed, the vibrating toys driving her sensitive flesh over the edge as they continued to hum inside her and on her without stop. Sobbing her ecstatic pleasure, she frantically started turning them off as her orgasm continued. Finally she was left exhausted and satiated on her bed, her insides still quivering from the intense orgasm.

  The man hadn’t seen her in almost half a year, he was on the other side of the ocean and he still managed to give her better orgasms than Roger ever had. On the other hand, maybe this present meant that he was still thinking about her? Maybe even that he still had feelings for her? After all, when she could bring herself to a screaming, quaking orgasm, what did she need a man for?

  Although she tore apart the insides of the box looking for another note, some clue as to what he’d been thinking when he sent the note, there was nothing. Allison put the toys away, feeling disappointed. It was the best and worst Christmas gift she’d ever gotten. Best because it was from him and it gave her hope. Worst because she was going to be utterly heartbroken if that hope was disappointed.

  ******

  “Hey Allison.”

  The soft voice behind her made Allison wince. Roger. As if this week hadn’t been enough of a pain in the butt. After receiving the Christmas gift from Todd, Allison’s holiday had taken a sharp turn for the worst. Diana was away with her parents in Aspen for skiing which meant that the apartment was rather lonely and the friends she’d made at work all had their own plans with families in town or were also out of town, so she was stuck alone a lot of the time unless she felt like being with her parents. That led to some pretty painful dinners with her mother making sniping comments about her lack of a boyfriend and wondering why she hadn’t hung onto Roger harder. Her father just ignored her and spent most of his time soliloquizing about his own life or talking to her mother about the upcoming holiday party.

  Which is where she was now. Christmas had been two days ago, and she hadn’t even had Chad’s company because he’d spent the holiday with his mother this year. So now it was Saturday night and her father’s company holiday party. She was dressed in a long red velvet dress with a slit up the back and little chiffon cap sleeves, with her green Murano glass jewelry, and her hair up in a delicate French knot. Unfortunately her beauty didn’t give her any confidence when she had to turn and face the man that she’d broken up with.

  “Hello Roger,” she said, putting a proper hostess smile on her face. Turning her head she smiled at his date. Was it just her imagination or did it actually look like she was standing with her nose in the air? “Hello Veronica. Are you two having a nice time this evening?”

  Veronica gave a derisive little sniff which made Allison’s insides clench in anger. She might not entirely enjoy all of her parent’s parties, but that didn’t mean that this bimbo could denigrate them. The low cut purple dress and dripping silver necklace drew attention to her breasts, which Allison was pretty sure had been artificially augmented since the last time she’d seen them.

  “We’re having a wonderful time,” Roger said, apparently unaware that his date didn’t seem to share the same opinion. That or he was just being polite. “Your parents throw a great party. You look fantastic by the way.”

  Now Veronica was staring utter daggers at her. Allison smiled graciously, ignoring the sneering look of the artificial blonde. Her hair color probably wasn’t any more real than her breasts.

  “Thank you,” she said, smiling up at him. Roger really was perfect and she was still sad that she didn’t care for him as more than a friend. “You’re looking pretty fantastic yourself. You too, Veronica. I love your dress.” The blonde tossed her head, giving Allison the smallest smile possible.

  “You look so… festive,” Veronica said. It sounded like it could be a compliment or an insult, depending on how Allison wanted to take it. She could see Veronica’s silver nails digging into Roger’s tuxedo jacket. Obviously the woman was jealous. Not much that Allison could do to reassure her, not that she was sure she would if she could. Veronica would never believe her, because that’s not how she herself would behave. She was an eminently toxic personality.

  “Excuse me,” Allison said without acknowledging Veronica’s words, trying not to enjoy the flare of temper in the other woman’s eyes too much. “I see someone I should probably say hello to.”

  Fortunately she wasn’t lying, her father’s right hand man had just arrived and it gave her the perfect excuse to high tail it away from the couple before her contempt for Veronica could come out of hiding. That poisonous woman didn’t deserve Roger at all, but it’s not like there was a lot that Allison could do about that.

  Diana showed up not too long after that and Allison gave her roommate a heartfelt hug, relieved that she had someone whom she could walk around with rather than flitting from group to group on her own. The two girls giggled and relaxed as Diana told Allison all about Aspen and the cute guy that she’d met and had a fling with there. Allison chuckled, but couldn’t help but feel sorry that Diana and Chad obviously weren’t going to become an item. In fact, over dinner Diana was already eyeing the offerings around the room before dismissing them all as being ‘too stuffy.’

  After the food was cleared away a few people drifted towards the dance floor, some of the men – including her father – disappeared outside, which probably meant that they were going to smoke cigars, and people began table hopping as conversations picked up again. Left alone at their table, Allison was about to tell Diana about the Christmas present that Todd had sent and get Diana’s opinion when Roger approached them.

  “Good evening ladies. Excuse me for interrupting, but I was hoping that Allison would give me this dance?”

  Even though she’d much rather stay and talk to Diana, there would be plenty of opportunity to later and she didn’t want to hurt Roger’s feelings again by rejecting him over something as simple as a dance.

  “Yes, thank you,” she said, putting her hand in his and allowing him to help her to her feet.

  Roger really was a wonderful dancer and she relaxed as she let him lead her around the dance floor, weaving expertly between couples. He never stepped on her feet or ran her into anyone and dancing was always one of the things she’d enjoyed doing most with him.

  “How are you?” he asked.

  “I’m doing well,” she said. “Ready to finish my last semester of school.”

  “How’s the job going?”

  “Still loving it, to my parent’s dismay,” she said, grinning up at him and he laughed. “I might even stay on there after I graduate. I really like the people I wor
k with and being in Human Resources is fascinating.”

  “Yes, I can’t see you staying at home and spending all your time planning fabulous parties, although I’m sure you’d be good at it if you wanted to.”

  Allison made a disgusted face and he laughed again. It was nice to be here dancing with Roger, sharing jokes and conversation again. She realized that she liked him quite a lot, but as a friend, not as a romantic interest. Despite her yearning for Todd she’d missed Roger’s company too, just not for the same reasons.

  “How are you doing?” she asked. “Is my father treating you all right?”

  “I think he was a little disappointed,” said Roger, his voice lowering and softening. “But he doesn’t treat me any differently.” His hand tightened around her waist for a moment and Allison sighed. At least their break up hadn’t changed anything significant for Roger. “Are you sure we – there’s nothing –“

  She winced and shook her head, speaking a low voice. “No, I like you a lot Roger. And I can’t deny that I’ve missed your company, but in the way that I miss Diana’s when she’s not around. I like spending time with you, I care about you as a good friend, but there’s just no spark for me.”

  “There doesn’t always have to be a spark,” he said. Startled Allison looked up into his eyes. Soft, warm, intelligent. A hint of a spark, but she realized that was just sexual chemistry not a romantic spark, and it was a hidden side of him that he never brought out to play with sex. And in this moment she realized that Roger’s feelings for her didn’t actually go any deeper than hers for him. He cared about her. Loved her as a confidant and a friend, wanted her to be happy – heck, wanted to make her happy – but sweeping romantic love? That wasn’t there in his eyes at all.

  Surprising him, Allison grinned. “You aren’t in love with me either,” she accused.

  Roger shrugged his shoulders, but he couldn’t help laughing at her. “I don’t think I’ve ever been in love.”

  “Oh,” she said, taken aback by that momentarily.

  “I’m pretty sure my parents aren’t in love either, but they have a warm, wonderful, caring relationship,” he said. “They’re a good match. We are too.” Allison thought about that for a minute, looking away from him. She saw Diana watching them with a look of speculation on her face. Veronica was bright red and angrily glaring, looking ready to start spitting venom. And her parents were watching with speculation on their faces, standing next to each other but not touching each other. Allison realized, for the first time in her life, that she’d never seen any hint of her parents being in love either. They were socially acceptable, they were compatible and they did seem to care for each other, but there was no romance between them. No spark.

  She shivered, suddenly feeling cold. Was that what she could expect for the rest of her life? A warm marriage with no real passion, trapped by the social expectations of her family and peers?

  Then her eyes settled on Diana again. No, she’d seen Diana’s parents. That was a true love match. They were happy. And it was what she wanted. Allison shook her head and looked back up into Roger’s stunning green eyes.

  “That’s not enough for me,” she said. “I don’t think either of us should have to settle. You deserve more than that Roger.”

  “We have wealth, status, power, almost anything we want,” he said softly, his eyes entangled with hers. “I’m not settling but there has to be some trade off. One person can’t have everything.”

  “I’d give up the rest of it for love,” she said stubbornly.

  Roger laughed again, the soft look on his face fading into real amusement and delight with her. “I bet you would too. Other than you and Diana, I don’t know of any other woman in our social set completely supporting herself.”

  She gave him a look of mock-shock. “You mean Veronica doesn’t have a job?”

  “Now, don’t be mean,” he chided her as the song ended and he escorted her back to her seat. Diana smiled impishly up at him when they got there.

  “Brought her back to me?” Diana asked.

  “Hello again,” he said politely. “And yes. Unless you’d care to dance?”

  “I’d love to,” Diana said enthusiastically, obviously surprising him. She grabbed his hand and probably would have dragged him to the dance floor, but he put his arm around her waist and slowed her down to his own pace. Allison saw her friend look up at him with surprise and she almost laughed. Roger might be a gentleman but he wasn’t a push over.

  As she watched them whirl around the floor she thought they made a pretty interesting looking couple. Diana was so petite that even in her high heels she barely came up to his chin, and her long dark hair was such a contrast to his blonde good looks. Diana looked incredible tonight too, with her hair flowing freely over her green and gold cocktail dress, the chiffon skirt swirling around her pretty tanned legs as Roger spun her around. She already had him cracking up at something that she was saying to him, so much so that she actually saw Roger stumble for a step.

  “You stay away from him, you bitch,” a voice hissed in her ear. When Allison swiveled her head around she wasn’t surprised to see Veronica’s angry hazel eyes.

  “He asked me to dance,” said Allison mildly. “If you’re jealous then you can talk to him about it.” And with that she turned away, confident in her knowledge that Veronica wouldn’t make a scene here. A moment later the fuming woman stomped away and the small ball of anxiety in Allison’s belly relaxed. Well, so she hadn’t been entirely sure that Veronica wouldn’t make a scene. She had a reputation for being a bit of a drama queen, but Allison was on her home turf since it was her parent’s party and it would have given her the advantage.

  That woman truly didn’t deserve Roger. But it’s not like it was up to Allison. Obviously he didn’t have as high of standards as she did when it came to romance anyway. And maybe in some ways he was right. Here she was, pining for a guy that was socially unacceptable to her parents and whom she wasn’t even sure returned her interest. If he hadn’t sent that Christmas present, would she have been more amenable to Roger’s suggestion that marriage could be satisfying with warm compatibility rather than romance and love? Possibly.

  Now she didn’t know whether to be more or less thankful to Todd for the gifts.

  That night, after getting home and talking with Diana about the party, Allison went to her room and rooted around in her closet. Sitting on her floor she studied the frame that she had just pulled out, for once looking more at herself than at Todd. Happy. In that last picture she looked so happy. In love. The way she’d seen other couples, the way that Diana’s mother looked at her husband. Was it so wrong to want that?

  No. She wasn’t ready to give up yet. She was only twenty one years old, twenty two next month. And unlike Roger she knew exactly how wonderful being in love could be. It was definitely way too early to give up on the idea of finding real love with someone that she could spend the rest of her life with.

  Chapter 6

  This year Allison managed to get out of her parent’s New Year’s Eve party by going to her offices’. To her surprise, Diana had turned down the invitation to join Allison and was going to Allison’s parent’s party with Chad. They were still doing their on-again off-again thing apparently. While she would have liked to ring in the new year with Chad and Diana, she was pretty sure that Roger would be there again, probably with Veronica, and that was just something she didn’t feel up to facing at the moment.

  The jealous girlfriend had clung to him for the rest of the night, keeping Allison from even saying goodbye to him. She didn’t care so much except that she would have like to see if maybe a friendship with Roger was possible. But having someone glare at her for an entire party wasn’t exactly her idea of a good time either. Being at someone else’s party was new and different since she didn’t have to host, she could just relax and have a good time with the women she worked with.

  “So who are you going to try and stand next to at midnight?” Clara asked e
xcitedly.

  Allison laughed. “I think that as part of the HR team I’m going to avoid any possible confusion over interpersonal relations between myself and other employees.

  “Your loss,” said the irrepressible blonde. Allison grinned at her, enjoying the thirty something’s joy of romance and hope. Ever since hearing Roger’s view on marriage she was starting to wonder if she was just young and naïve, wanting romance along with everything else she had in her life. Not that Clara had found happily ever after either, but at least she believed in it. “I can’t decide, what should I look for, looks or wealth?”

  “Chemistry,” said Allison immediately, without thinking. The other woman’s eyes got big.

  “Now that’s a good answer, thank you dear!”

  When midnight came Allison counted down the seconds with the rest of her co-workers before the room erupted in hugs and cheers, and just a few kisses. She was absolutely delighted to see that Clara was on the receiving end of one of those kisses, with a good looking guy that she was pretty sure was in the accounting department. The look that they exchanged afterwards even made her a little wistful.

  What would it be like to celebrate New Year’s Eve with someone she actually wanted to kiss? Chad and Diana were probably kissing right now. And Roger and Veronica.

  Damn Todd.

  “Hey Allison, Happy New Year!” Before she knew it Matt, one of interns, had planted a sloppy wet kiss right on her lips before moving on to his next victim. Allison burst out laughing. She should have known to be careful what she wished for. This was so much more fun than her parent’s parties.