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“Wow, she looks just about ready to pop,” a soft contralto voice said from over my shoulder.I turned to see who it was talking to me. It was Gloria, my wife’s cousin. We stood together at the holiday party buffet table watching my seven-months-pregnant wife talking to some other cousins ten or twelve feet away from us.“Actually,” I told Gloria, who was close beside me so she could hear me over the din of the DJ and conversation around us, “she still has a couple of month’s to go. The doctor set her due date as about March first.”“Oh, God,” she said. “Is she carrying twins or something? She’s huge.”“No, just one shows up on the ultrasound,” I told her as I put more shrimp, veggie sticks, and cheese on my plate. “But it’s gonna be a big kid, I think.” Together, Gloria and I moved away from the table after filling our plates, past the dance floor where several couples were dancing and headed toward one of the tables set around the hotel ballroom. “I’m thinking maybe a fullback, offensive lineman, something like that.”“Or a roller-derby queen,” Gloria said with a chuckle. She raised her champagne glass to her lips and took a sip. “Or do you know for certain it’s a boy?”“Well, I’m hoping for a boy,” I said. “We haven’t been able to determine for sure yet what the sex is, but, you know… As long as it’s healthy.”“Yes,” Gloria said, hooking her hand over my elbow as we walked. “That’s the important thing.”When we got to the table and sat down, I looked at Gloria. She was still a fine-looking woman. Even though she was my wife’s first cousin, there was quite a disparity in their ages. Gloria’s mother was the first-born in their eight-child family and my twenty-four-year-old wife’s mother the youngest. The Oklahoma siblings and their progeny were all widely disbursed over the country now but since many of them were in the southern California, Nevada, Arizona area, a Las Vegas family reunion we were attending had been planned over the holidays for here in Las Vegas. Susie and I drove out from Kansas for the occasion.Gloria was in her mid-forties, I would guess, but from the smooth skin of her cheeks and the high, firm bosom (prominently displayed, showing plenty of cleavage), she was still a stunner. She stood about five-eight, I would guess. In her heels, her eyes had been nearly level with mine as we talked, and I’m six-one. She was not fat, by any means, but well-rounded in a statuesque way.“You’re excited about this, aren’t you?” Gloria said, leaning in close to me.I was a little taken aback by the woman’s familiarity. After all, this family reunion was the first time we’d met and here in the corner of the room at the table there wasn’t as much noise from the DJ and conversation as there had been by the buffet. Maybe Gloria’s had a bit too much champagne, I thought.“I know my late husband was really excited when our first was being born,” she purred at me. “Or maybe this isn’t your first. After all, you’re what… Eight years older than Susie? Maybe you’ve got a whole passel of kids running around somewhere we just don’t know about.” She gave an amused chuckle. “You probably sowed a lot of wild oats in your time.”I nearly gagged on the shrimp I was eating. “Oh, yeah, it is,” I said when I’d regained my composure. “I’d never been married before Susie and I got hitched.”Gloria just chuckled. “You don’t have to be married to have kids, you know,” she purred. “You just have to be…” I felt her hand running up my thigh under the table. “Able. And fertile. And willing.” Her hand reached beylikdüzü escort their object of exploration and my member instantly began to spring to life, beginning to harden in response to her touch.I wiped my mouth with my napkin, as much to hide my startled expression as much as anything else.“It’s been a while for you, hasn’t it?” Gloria said. “Long time since you’ve had any?”I was sure I was blushing now, judging from the heat of my cheeks and was grateful for the hotel ballroom’s dark corner, so no one else could see. Actually, it had been a long time. And even longer since anyone had flirted with me like this.“Well,” I said. “Not really. A pregnant woman can still have sex.” I considered (but only briefly) reaching down under the table and moving Gloria’s hand, but was actually enjoying the flirtation. “You just have to do it a little differently,” I went on. “You do it from the back, lying on your side.”“Oooh,” Gloria purred in my ear. “I’ve never tried it that way. You’ll have to show me how it’s done.”I smiled and shook my head, wondering why this lovely and obviously comfortably wealthy woman happened to fixate on me to flirt with.“And exactly what is going on here?” a woman’s voice said from behind me.Gloria sat up straighter, but didn’t bother moving her hand. “Hi, Susie,” she said. “You come to rescue your husband from my clutches?”Susie sat down at the table on the other side of Gloria from me. “Nah,” she said. “You can have him.” She sat back in her chair and placed her hands on her pregnant belly. “Hell, look what he did to me?” She rubbed one hand over the belly for a moment then sat up again, arching her back slightly, then sighed. “Oh,” she said. “Feels so good to get off my feet for a while.”Susie turned toward me. “Will you get me some punch, honey?” she asked. “The non-alcoholic kind?”“Sure,” I said, pushing my chair back from the table, feeling Gloria’s hand rather hastily withdrawn from my thigh. I stood up, hoping my semi-hard prick wasn’t too obviously showing through my pant leg. “Be right back. You need anything, Gloria?”“You can bring me another glass of champagne,” she said. She raised her glass to her lips, drained it, then handed it to me.I started off toward the bar, hearing Susie and Gloria beginning to talk, but not really hearing any distinct conversation. When I returned with the punch for Susie, champagne for Gloria and a beer for me all balanced on a tray, they were still in deep-chat mode. Susie had moved over to the chair I had been sitting in, so I placed the tray on the table and sat down in Susie’s previous seat.“…haven’t really found out for certain,” Susie was saying as I sat down and distributed the drinks to spots in front of the women. “My great-aunt Jayne, who thinks she a bit of a psychic, is certain it’s gonna be a girl. But I’m convinced it’s going to be a boy.”“Aunt Jayne?” Gloria asked, picking up her champagne glass and giving me a wink as she did so.“Yeah,” Susie said, not even noticing Gloria’s gesture. “She’s my dad’s aunt. Lives up in Michigan. She says she’s never wrong about these things, but I’m sure she is this time.” Susie leaned back in her chair and rubbed her hands over her swollen belly. “It’s gonna be a boy,” she said. “I’m sure of it.” She reached out her hand and picked up the glass of punch, then took a drink.“But with my luck,” she continued, sitting the drink back down. “It might turn out to be a boy who really wants to be a girl. That’s why Aunt Jayne’s getting mixed signals.”“Oh, bahcesehir escort bayan Susie,” Gloria said with a laugh. “Don’t be silly.” She looked back over at me. “What do you want it to be, Ronnie?”“Just a tax deduction,” I said. “Boy, girl… It really doesn’t matter. They all count the same on the 1040.”“Yeah,” Gloria said with a laugh. “Leave it to a tax guy like you to see it that way.”“Can’t help it,” I said. “It’s my job.” I looked over at Gloria again. She was really quite alluring. She smiled back with her eyes. I found myself wondering what she was like in the sack.“Oh, well,” Gloria said, looking away and surveying the room. “I guess I ought to go out and mingle a little with my guests.” She looked back at Susie and me. “You guys enjoying the party?”“Oh, yeah,” Susie said. “And Ronnie and I really want to thank you for putting this thing on and inviting us.”“Well, I really ain’t got much else to do with my money. Abe left me with quite a bit.” Her late husband, Abe, had been a real estate developer in Las Vegas and had amassed quite a bit of wealth before dying from a heart attack the previous June.Gloria changed the subject, almost as an effort to not think about her late husband. “I really want to thank you guys for coming all the way from Kansas for this reunion,” she said. “Wasn’t it hard for you to get the time off work?”“No,” I volunteered. “My busy time doesn’t really start until after the first of the year. And Susie is already off from her job at her company. She took a little bit of vacation she had built up and then she’s going on disability and maternity leave at the first of the year.”“Well, that’s good,” Gloria said, standing up and smoothing out her black sequined dress. “I guess I outta go schmooze with my other guests.” She looked over her shoulder at the other people in the room, then looked over at me and winked.“Now, don’t you guys be doing anything nasty over here in this dark corner,” she said. Holding her champagne glass in her hand, she walked away with me watching after her, admiring her statuesque figure.“She’s a sweetheart,” Susie said, turning back toward the table. “It’s really too bad about Abe. I hear she’s really lonely since he died.”“Well,” I said. “With her looks and her money, she probably won’t be lonely for very long.”“Yeah,” Susie said, then arched her back, the settled back into the chair and sighed. “I’m really getting tired, Ronnie,” she said. “You want to go on back to our room?”“Sure,” I said. “Are you okay?”“Oh, yeah,” she said. “Just tired. You can always come on back here if you want to.”“Oh, I don’t know,” I said. “I really don’t know these relatives of yours too well.” I could still feel a little of the stimulation Gloria had caused in my groin. “Or, when we get to the room we can always…” I let the thought dangle, unlike my shortly-before stimulated penis, which began rising again at the thought of being with Susie in the room.“Forget it, Ronnie,” Susie said. “When we get to the room, all I want to do is take a piss, then go to bed. And go to sleep.”“Okay,” I said, a bit disappointed. “I guess I can always go down to the casino and visit the blackjack tables.”“You do that,” Susie said. “Just be careful and don’t lose all our money.” So, two hours later I was doing what Kenny Rogers told us never to do: Counting my money as I was sitting at the table. I was up about eighty dollars and couldn’t seem to get over that amount. I’d told myself that I’d either lose fifty dollars escort bayan beylikdüzü or win a hundred there at the blackjack ten-dollar table and then quit. I’m not really much of a gambler and too cheap to play high-dollar, high-risk games, so I’d settled for the ten-dollar Blackjack table.I was frustrated and horny. I had tried to get Susie interested in at least giving me a blow job when we got to the room but she just was not interested. So after she began snoring softly, lying on her side in the bed, I got up, got dressed again and came down to the casino. I was still on the cycle of win one, lose one, win one, lose one that I’d been on for about the last hour when I felt a hand on my shoulder and a melodious voice whispered in my ear.“You winning, stranger?”At first, I thought it was the drink waitress wanting to know if I wanted another beer—I’d started the evening on beer and didn’t want to mix–but there was no one there over my right shoulder, where I’d felt the hand. So I turned back to the left and saw Gloria grinning at me as she took a seat on the stool next to mine.“Sir?” the dealer said, bringing my attention back to the game. I had a seven and a four staring up at me from the green baize. I placed another ten-dollar chip next to my original bet, doubling up, and was rewarded with a Queen, giving me 21. The dealer went on to the other two players at the table.“The party breaking up?” I asked Gloria. After fishing around in her black-sequined purse that matched her dress, she pulled out a hundred and laid it on the table.“Pay twenty,” the dealer said after turning over the 10 that went with the face-up nine he already had. He paid me my twenty dollars and collected from the two losing players, then took the hundred Gloria had placed on the table. “Changing a hundred,” he announced boredly as he gave Gloria her chips, then pushed the bill down the table’s money slot.“Yeah,” Gloria said. “And I’d too much champagne for me, anyway. So I thought I’s call it a night. Good thing I have a room here at the hotel. I kinda knew I’d drink too much to drive myself home.”“Good thinkin’,” I said, feeling my groin stirring again at the thought of Gloria having a place to go if things worked out like I hoped.I now had the hundred dollars I’d early told myself was my aim but given that she’s only just sat down, I decided to play a few more hands with Gloria at my side. I had left one ten-dollar chip in place as my next bet and noticed Gloria betting twenty on the next hand.Five hands later, all Gloria’s chips were gone but my pile had grown considerably. I had won every hand—two on blackjacks and I now had nearly twice the winnings I had originally aimed for“Doesn’t seem to be my night,” Gloria said. “You want to keep playing or would you rather go someplace and have another drink?”“Ma’am,” the dealer said. “You want to place another bet?”She shook her head and the dealer began dealing to me and the other two players at the table.I won the next hand, too, but I was more than willing to quit the game in light of this lovely lady’s invitation. I pick up all my chips and stood up. With a sexy smile that sent a flame coursing through my loins, Gloria stood, too and together we made our way to the cashier’s station. As we walked, Gloria a bit unsteadily, she held my arm in both hands.“You enjoyin’ your time in Vegas?” she asked.I clicked the chips in my hands. “Sure,” I said. “It’s been good to me, so far.”Gloria leaned in even closer to my ear, “Well,” she purred, “it’s gonna get even better.”As the woman continued pressing her substantial breasts against my arm while I cashed my chips at the cashier’s windowWith Gloria guiding, we walked out of the casino into the lobby area of the hotel.“I thought we were going to go get a drink,” I said when we arrived at the bank of elevators.
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