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High Stakes Gamble
High Stakes Gamble
Act I
Chapter 1
There we were again. It seemed as if life only existed in front of the poker table nowadays. But why would I think about complaining? Joe as a master at the art, and I was proud to be his woman. It hadn’t always been this way. In fact, when I thought back to how much my life had changed over the last ten years, it was hard to believe that I even recognized my past.
Joe and I met at a bar one night down in Brooklyn. I had always been a drinker, but when I met Joe it was in the midst of a pretty serious binging episode. I had been sitting at the bar, drinking a whiskey sour, and he had sauntered up to my side, smiling in that charming way that Joe knows how to do best. He introduced himself as Lucky Joe, and then ordered us another round of drinks.
Looking back I’m not sure that I made the right decision. He obviously seemed like the most likely man for me at the time- tall, dark hair and steel gray eyes. He embodied a sort of gambling mystique that held me captivated in more ways than one. Not being too smart, however, I let his rugged good looks lead me down an already shaky road of instability- both mentally and spiritually.
“All right, boys. Here we go!” Joe tossed his chips on the table and then gave me a playful jab in the ribs. “Wait till you see what happens now, baby.”
He was all smiles, leaning forward and watching the dealer with a curious grin. If there was way to get to Joe’s heart, it was through a love of the game. He knew how to handle even the surliest of dealers, and he never lost his cool.
“I’m ready, honey.” I put one hand on my shoulder and another hand on my hip, striking my characteristic seductive pose.
The other men loved to watch me, but they knew that with Joe by my side, they didn’t stand a chance at getting any action. I had been by Joe’s side for all of his big wins, and I had been there for all of his big losses, as well. He knew that I was dedicated, and I always thought that we’d be together forever.
The dealer gave Joe a curious grin as he dealt another hand. People started to gather around, as was usual when Joe was on a winning streak. He simply emanated a kind of flair that magnetized those in his vicinity, and he always seemed to win bigger with a larger crowd. I patted him on the back and then flicked my thick blond hair over my shoulder. It was exciting watching him play, and I loved every minute of it.
“That’s the ticket!” Joe called out with a confident tone, and the dealer raised his eyebrows, watching to see how the cards pointed in his favor. Joe never lost his concentration. He stood like a soldier, ready to strike out when the need arose, and ready to take his losses if they presented themselves. But this time it was yet another win. Joe threw his arm up and closed his hand in a fist.
“Yes!” He bellowed at the dealer and then threw down his cards. Another victory had been achieved.
I was relieved to see that Joe had just claimed another victory, because I had been there for his unluckier moments, and it wasn’t very pretty. The way that it appeared right now, Joe was on a roll, and there wasn’t much that could stand in his way. He threw his arm around my waist and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“Let’s go cash in these winnings.” He winked and then turned to face the crowd that had gathered near the table. They all looked on with expectant smiles.
“Looks like Lucky Joe rides again.” He gave everyone a wink, much like I imagined a celebrity might do.
Then he gathered up his chips and tossed back the rest of his drink. I knew that with a fresh win under his belt, the rest of the night would be spent in celebration. The two of us walked hand-in-hand across the crowded casino, among its shining lights and it carnival-like sounds. We drifted up to the counter as if we had just stepped off a red carpet. Then Joe reached in his shoulder bag, handed over his chips, and waited patiently for his winnings.
“Well I must say that you did pretty well out there, sir. We’ll be processing your winnings at the end of the counter, but since you won over ten thousand dollars, we’ll need you to sign a waiver for us.” The woman behind the counter had a hoarse voice and a southern accent.
“Okay.” Joe shrugged. “Do whatever you gotta do.” He gave her a wink and then wrapped his arms around my waist.
“I’m just gonna stand here and try to decide where I want to celebrate.” Joe looked up thoughtfully toward the ceiling.
“Maybe Diamond Luxe Lounge or Mayberry Hall.” Joe knew all the ritzy venues and he was a food aficionado, to boot. I never had to worry about poor taste when it came to an outing with Joe.
After Joe had signed the waiver, we walked down the roped-off aisle to receive the winnings. Joe unzipped his black bag and stood at the window, looking over his shoulder a few times to make sure he wasn’t being approached by anyone unsuspectingly. When the woman had all of his money bound neatly into piles, she smiled and stacked them on the counter.
“Here you go, sir. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”
Joe picked up each stack and dropped them casually into his bag. Twenty thousand dollars in total landed inside, and as soon as he had it zipped up and locked off with his special key, he took my hand and guided me toward the exit. We were a step away from walking out the door when a tall man with dark hair wearing a pair of dark sunglasses tapped Joe on the shoulder. Joe threw his head back in laughter.
“Get the hell out of here. Mickey Devoe.” He chuckled and then gave his friend a playful punch on the shoulder.
“Congratulations, my friend. Looks like Lucky Joe strikes again.” Mickey grinned and then shook his head with a twinge of disbelief. Joe cocked his head with a playful smile and then put his hands on his hips.
“You know what they say. Sometimes you win, and sometimes you win even bigger.” Joe chuckled and then adjusted his shoulder bag.
I waited patiently, toying with my blond tresses while the two held their conversation. I had seen Mickey around the poker table on more than one occasion, and I knew that he kept close tabs on Joe because they were both master players.
“Well listen, Joe. I won’t keep you because I’m sure that you want to get out and celebrate your winnings with your woman, but I have a special invitation to share with you.” Mickey tapped the bottom of a pack of cigarettes and then raised his eyebrows.
“It’s an event you won’t want to miss. Trust me.” He grinned and then moved closer.
“It’s a one-off special with a buy in of a hundred grand.” He looked around as if he didn’t want anyone else to hear the details.
“Only the best of the best are going to be there, Joey. I hope you take me up on the offer.” Mickey grinned and I could see that he had a gold tooth on the upper left-hand side of his mouth.
“Where’s it taking place?” Joe looked at Mickey with interest and Mickey just smiled.
“The location is yet to be disclosed, but trust me. If you want in, I’ll give you the details as soon as I’m filled in. How’s that sound?”
Mickey tapped the bottom of his cigarette pack again. Joe shrugged his shoulders and then pulled out a pack of gum from his bag. He thoughtfully un-wrapped a stick and then slowly slid it into his mouth.
“I’ll think about it.” Joe took my hand and then guided me out the door and down the steps. The door closed behind us and the
lights from Vegas twinkled in their glory. I was excited for the win, but I also knew that this meant more games were bound to follow. Joe didn’t like to stop with just one win. He liked to test his limits and stretch his boundaries. I admired this about him, but I also got a little scared, too.
Chapter 2
I was hired at Donnie’s Show-room back when Joe and I had just met. It wasn’t just a job for me. It was a creative outlet. Everything from the clothes I wore to the way I styled my make-up shone through when I stepped into Donnie’s. I loved the attention, too. We got men who were in their fifties and sixties, looking for something to upgrade their wives with, and we got the gamut of fresh twenty and thirty something looking for fresh wheels to impress the women with. I got off on all of it- the glitz, the glamour, the seduction.
“Charlotte, I have a fun project for you this morning. I got a Porsche out front that I need to look pretty. What can you do for me?”
Donnie was a big guy with a beer belly and a permanent smile. He paid me well, and even though he flirted with me way too much for Joe’s taste, he still knew when to back off, and I liked to think that he was pretty clued in as to his limits.
“I think I could give that Porsche a little shimmer.” I shook my ass in front of him and then sauntered to the back of the show-room to get a cup of coffee.
What worked out great about Donnie’s was the fact that I could make my own schedule and I could always get the night off if Joe had something special planned. Even though I was initially hired as a sales assistant, my job titled had morphed quite a bit to include other interesting descriptions such as “glamour girl” and “under the hood mistress.” It’s not that I was ever unfaithful to Joe, but I did like him to know that I had a pretty strong following.
I can still remember the day that Joe sent me a text after one of his big wins. “Get on your party dress, baby. Daddy just struck it rich.” I had stood in the middle of the show-room and hollered out loud. Joey and a few of the associates came running out to see what was wrong.
“What’s going on Char?” Joey looked like he was about to have a heart attack. I tossed my hair over my shoulder and then strutted to one of the black Cadillacs that were on display that week. Then I leaned against it in one of my classic sexy poses.
“Joey just hit it big.” I batted my lashes at them and then kicked out my legs like one of the Rockettes. They all clapped and laughed, not sure if they should necessarily believe me or not.
“I’m telling you all the truth.” I smiled and then walked back to the front of the show-room where I was supposed to be greeting potential customers.
When I got up front, there was a tall, handsome man standing there with a phone in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.
“Well hello there, sweet-cakes.” He gave me a once-over and then scrolled nonchalantly through his phone.
I smiled and then walked toward the Cadillac. “Hey, I was wondering if you could give me the specs on this baby right here.”
He slid up to the hood of the car and gave it a gentle tap. I noticed that he wore a sporty watch and had on some expensive looking shoes. I couldn’t lie, there was something about sharp dressed man that always got me a little weak in the knees. Yet I never wanted to lose my will-power and end up cheating. I knew what I had with Joe was special, and I didn’t want to wreck it.
“I’ll send one of our associates out to help you in just a sec.” I smiled at the man and then turned around to leave, but he took me by the arm and stopped me.
“You are one of the hottest women I’ve ever seen inside a car show-room.” He had big green eyes and a rugged sort of charm.
“Thanks for the compliment. I was just getting ready to leave work and see my boyfriend.” I gave him a wink and then continued along my way.
He wasn’t the first guy to try his hand at getting my attention. In fact, it was hard to think of a day inside the show-room where I didn’t get hit on at least once, usually twice, and sometimes more than three times a shift. I was used to it, and it was motivating if I ever felt too exhausted to go in.
Donnie knew what he had in me as an employee. In fact, the year before, I won Sales Associate of the Month because I was the only employee to sell over three high end vehicles in the span of three weeks. Donnie couldn’t believe it.
“This woman just sold one of my Porsches, and two of my Jags. What the hell are the rest of you bozos doing out here? Playing tiddlywinks?” He had handed me a plaque, a bouquet of roses, and a pound of gourmet chocolate.
Then he’d kissed me on the cheek, lit a cigarette, and stormed away.
“The rest of you guys better get selling, or start looking for a new place to work.” He opened the door to his tiny office that was connected to the show-room and then slammed it shut.
We all just stood there, stunned.
Chapter 3
When Joe and I got to the parking lot, he grabbed me around the waist and looked deep into my eyes. “You know, the best part of winning like this is that I get to spend it all on you.” He leaned in and gave me a kiss on the lips. I closed my eyes, absorbing the pleasure that came from one simple gesture. Joe had always been able to satisfy me, and he never left me unsatisfied in the bedroom.
“What do you have planned for us this time?” I whispered in Joe’s ear and then played with the end of his tie. He raised his eyebrows with a mischievous grin and then playfully slapped me on the ass.
“Oh, just you wait and see.” He smiled and then took me by the arm.
“I have a special location already picked out for the night.” He knew that I loved eating out just as much as I enjoyed spending the night in posh hotels.
What was he going to surprise me with this time? I never knew what kind of creative spin he was going to put on the night, but I sure loved imaging what would come next.
We got in his silver Land Rover and he drove us out of the lot, down the highway, and toward downtown Provo.
“You know, we don’t always have to stay out when you win, Joey. I mean, if you want to just rub me down at home, and then make love to me on our balcony, that would be just fine.” I batted my lashes at him and then leaned forward to tousle my hair in the passenger seat. He laughed and then flicked on the radio,
“Baby, we have plenty of time to fuck at home. I want to take you out on the town tonight.” He winked and then made a right onto Sandstone Boulevard, right into the heart of Provo.
I looked out the window and admired the desert landscape that swept through my peripheral vision. When we had driven about another fifteen minutes, Joe parked the car in front of a huge building that looked like a castle. He turned off the ignition and stepped out of the car.
“Let’s eat.” He grinned and then we both walked up the steps, just like a queen and a king would do, and opened up the door to the majestic restaurant.
I was impressed with the thought Joe put into our adventure. We ordered the most expensive entrees on the menu and we ordered the most expensive wine. I couldn’t even guess what our bill was, after the rounds of martinis, the trays of truffles and the dishes of caviar. Joe even had a private stringed quartet come out and play for us while we ate, and I basked in all of the attention. When we wrapped it up and paid the bill, it was well past midnight and I was ready for some of the affection I had grown to desire.
“Wait till you see what I have planned, baby.” Joe took me by the hand and helped me into the Land Rover. I was tipsy form all of the wine, so I wasn’t particularly picky about what he chose to do for the rest of the night, anyway. As long as it involved him making love to my ripe body, I would have no qualms. We drove away from the castle and then pulled into a luxury hotel parking lot.
“I need you to sit tight for just a second, okay?” Joe whispered in my ear and then hopped out of the Land Rover. I watched with anticipation as he made his way inside the building.
Just as I was about to nod off in the vehicle, he opened the door and led me out.
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Wait till you see this place, baby. You’re not going to believe it.” We walked into the lobby and then took the elevator to the third floor.
“Give me an elevator kiss before we get out.” Joe grabbed me around the waist and pressed his body against mine. We kissed until the door opened, then collected ourselves and walked down to Room 3B: The Dove Suite.
Joe opened up the door and I stood back in awe. He had sprinkled rose petals all over the floor and hung a strand of diamonds over the doorway. The bar was stacked with ice and alcohol. The blinds were open and the lights from the city glimmered into our room. I was just about to peek into the bathroom when I realized that the bed was covered in hundred dollar bills. As soon as I saw the cash, I threw my body on top of it. Joe joined me in a playful tumble.
“You’re amazing.” I kissed Joe on the forehead and then laid back while he ripped my dress off in one fell swoop. Joe liked to get rough, and I enjoyed it when he made me submit.
