Winning Big

A Night to Remember

*SMUT ALTHOUGH IT'S REALLY SHORT*

*TW CAT CALLING*

*TIME SKIP*

"Good evening everyone!" said the man on the phone, "We are so excited to announce the last party celebrating the last night of the Sin to Win weekend here in Atlantic City. Now, we told you it was going to be a night to remember, and we were not lying. This last event is optional, as all of them are, so if you are not interested feel free to do your own thing my wildcats! We will be hosting a group gathering, clothing-optional and sex drive required, this evening. We know some of you aren't into group convocation, so there will be no points rewarded to any participants. It's just a fun way to end this wonderful weekend! Hope to see you there!"

Whew, I don't know about that one... I do have my limits...

I looked over at Emily who was sipping a glass of wine. She seemed like she would live on the wild side, but I wasn't sure.

"I have better plans..." she said, chugged the rest of her drink.

"So it's a no on the celebratory orgy?"

"Yup, you and I are going to have some fun of our own." 

It was like she had planned this moment forever and was ready to go at any second.

"Sounds good to me. Can you let me in on this plan?" I asked, twirling the phone cord in my fingers.

"Nope," she said, dryly. 

She then reached for the wine bottle and poured herself another glass.

"Seriously?"

"You'll just have to wait and see what happens." She took a big gulp and winked at me. 

I laughed a little and walked to the bathroom to start packing my things.

"Can I at least ask what I should wear?" I yelled from the other room.

"Nothing," she yelled back, "I mean, something easy to take off. Just so we don't get any dirty looks from people."

I stuck my head out of the doorway, "I only want you to look at me dirty..."

She laughed and walked over to me, "Want any help?" she asked.

"I'm good, thanks. Don't you have your own stuff to pack?"

She kissed me on the cheek, "Already packed. FBI training coming in handy."

I walked out and put my toiletries in my suitcase, "I see."

She was on her 4th glass of wine. So, just a little tipsy. She got back onto the bed and laid her head back. I sat on the edge and stared at her, smiling.

"Hey, give me your hands I wanna see something," I said, motioning for her to do so.

"What?" she asked, nervously handing them over.

I pinned them above her head and scanned her body. Nodding, my eyes glued to her chest as is rose and fell.

"You would look good tied up..."

"Ya, in your dreams." she huffed, yanking her arms down. 

"You got that right..." I teased.

Emily dropped her jaw a little, but then bit her lip, shaking her head. She started to get up from the bed as I started packing again. 

"I'll be right back," she stumbled away, "I'm gonna go change into something less restrictive."

She was dressed in the bottom half of a pantsuit and a navy blue button-up shirt, although it wasn't buttoned up. It was what she wore to work all the time, so I didn't know why she chose to wear that during her vacation.