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  Back in the Game

  Poker Loser – Book 2

  By G. Angel

  Copyright 2012 G. Angel

  Thank you to all of my fans on Literotica who keep me writing and who enjoy my work enough to follow me to the Kindle.

  As usual, thank you to my wonderful and understanding husband who thinks it’s great that I engage my dirty mind.

  And a special thank you to my friend Jimmy who wouldn’t leave me the f*ck alone wanting to know about how Todd and Allison met / ended up at that fateful poker game.

  Chapter 1

  Allison sat looking in her mirror as she waited for Roger to pick her up. This would be their fifth date since Todd had left town almost a month and a half ago. Seeing her perfectly coiffed hair, the delicate shading of make-up that made her hazel eyes look larger than they really were and brought out her cheekbones and the sweet pink bow of her lips, she felt nothing but sick of herself. Sick of her life. Sick of romance without passion. Although could it really be termed romance when there was no passion?

  She wanted to like Roger so much. He was exactly the kind of upstanding young man that her parents wanted her to be with. Solid, reliable, from impeccably good breeding, but he just didn’t do it for her. At first things had seemed so promising. While he didn’t have the same kind of charismatic power behind him that Todd did, there was certainly something there. A hint of an alpha male underneath his social mask. The sense of something dangerous hidden behind his well-mannered actions and admiring eyes. But they’d been dating for weeks and nothing had come of it.

  “Are you still pouting in there?” Diana, Allison’s roommate, poked her head into Allison’s room and rolled her eyes. Allison turned to face the pretty Asian girl; for someone so petite she was like a force of nature. A slightly terrifying one, like a tsunami. Definitely used to getting her way.

  “I’m not pouting,” Allison said. “I’m just…”

  “Why don’t you just dump him?”

  That was Diana. Blunt and to the point. The slender girl bounced into Allison’s room and flopped down on the bed, her face serious but unconcerned. Despite the fact that her parents ran in pretty close to the same social circle as Allison’s, Diana was indifferent to the expected behaviors that Allison lived by. While she would behave when she was in situations with her family’s friends, when she was on her own she pretty much did what she wanted. Although Allison was trying to be more like Diana, envying her friend’s freedom, without Todd it had become an uphill battle all the way.

  “I don’t really have a good reason to,” Allison said. It made her feel guilty, like she was using him, but it was true. “And I do have fun with him. I like him. There’s just no spark. No excitement. But who says I’m going to find that with someone else anyway? I just have to accept what is and I could do a lot worse than Roger.”

  “Very true,” said Diana. She leaned back on Allison’s bed, onto her elbows, and Allison could tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra under the tight purple t-shirt she was wearing. Of course, Diana often went without a bra, an option not open to Allison with her 34D breasts - not for all day every day at least. While hers were plenty perky after a while it just put a strain on them and they ached.

  “I just have to forget Todd,” Allison said, standing abruptly. She smoothed the silky skirt of her blue dress down. It was knee length, demurely lady-like, the v-neckline only giving a hint of cleavage. “He’s gone, he made it clear that he wasn’t going to be coming back for me, and there’s no use pining over him. He wasn’t even my boyfriend.”

  “That’s a lot of sex with someone who isn’t your boyfriend.”

  Allison glared, but all she got was a wink back from one of Diana’s exquisite almond-shaped eyes. At least she could talk about this stuff with Diana though. Her only other close girl friend, Chrissy, was as snobbish and self-involved as Allison used to be. And would have a complete lack of understanding for Allison and Todd’s relationship. If it could be called that.

  But Allison had no idea what else to call it. Sure, she’d admitted – confessed really – to Todd that she wanted someone to blackmail her into fulfilling her wildest fantasies. That way she wouldn’t have to feel guilty about the things that she was doing, it would be entirely out of her control. And yes, he’d taken advantage of that and given her so much more excitement and sexual satisfaction than she’d ever thought possible. But there was more to it than that, she swore there was. At least there had been on her side. Apparently not on his, she thought bitterly for the umpteenth time.

  Now she was halfway through the summer and she should be looking forward to her senior year of college. She should be happy about dating someone as sweetly wonderful as Roger and she should be proud of herself for her job. In fact, tonight Roger was taking her out to celebrate that in the time she’d, she’d already been promoted from a receptionist to the Human Resources department as their administrative assistant. She’d been doing half of the work anyway, helping them out while they searched for the right candidate, in between answering phones, inventorying and ordering supplies and providing the upkeep and schedule for the conference rooms. After a couple of weeks of this the head of HR had asked if she wanted the job and Allison had accepted gratefully. The front desk really wasn’t enough to keep her busy and she’d been dreading when they finally filled the position and she was left cooling her heels and waiting for the phone to ring.

  Slowing down for even a minute inevitably led to thoughts about Todd. When she should be thinking about Roger, she reminded herself, the sweetly supportive guy that she was dating, who was thrilled that she was working (unlike her parents) and thought it was great that she was promoted so quickly. They were going out to celebrate. At a nice classy dinner followed by dancing, at the country club his family went to. Not like the bar that Todd had first taken her to.

  Crap. She needed to get him off her mind. And from the way Diana was eyeing her speculatively, her best friend obviously knew exactly where Allison’s mind was at right now.

  She was saved from a lecture by Diana when the doorbell rang, announcing Roger’s arrival.

  “I just want the best for you,” said Diana.

  “I know,” Allison said, and reached out to hug her best friend as she got up from Allison’s bed. “But I do like Roger, a lot. I promise. I’m just still getting over Todd. And I do need to get over him.”

  “Alright,” said Diana, hugging her back. Then she gave Allison a little shove towards the door and slapped her butt, making Allison yelp with surprise. “Go get ‘em, girl.”

  Roger’s white, even smile beamed at her when she opened the door, as he held out a small bouquet of lilies. One thing Allison had to say, he didn’t disappoint with the flowers. There was always a bouquet for her. Unfortunately mostly it just reminded her of Todd buying her the single rose and taking her out to a nice restaurant for their final date, which meant even more because he really hadn’t had extra money to spend on fripperies like that. For Roger it was nothing to show up every week with a bouquet of flowers, although it did show a certain thoughtfulness on his behalf of course.

  Still, he’d do the same for any girl. And maybe that was part of the problem. Allison felt like he’d be just as polite, sweet and thoughtful for any girl. There wasn’t a ton of passion on his side as well. He’d definitely never blackmail her into doing perverse and erotic things with him, because it was the only way that he could have her. Which probably made him normal, but Alison already knew that she wasn’t.

  “Thank you,” she said, smiling and keeping her less than flattering thoughts to herself. Todd would have laughed at her comparing herself to a cow. No. No more thoughts about him.
“They’re beautiful.”

  “Beautiful flowers for a beautiful girl,” Roger said, smiling. He leaned over and kissed her very gently, his lips soft against hers. She fluttered her eye lashes at him when he pulled away, wishing that she felt a matching flutter in her stomach.

  ******

  Roger was exactly six feet tall, putting Allison’s head just at the right height for him to kiss her forehead if he wanted to. A few people checked them out as they walked through the restaurant; she knew they made a handsome couple. Her brunette hair to his dirty blonde, hazel eyes to green, and her curvy slim figure against his handsomely muscled one. Last week she'd found out that he had a personal trainer, which was what accounted for his impressive physique. When he'd been in prep school he'd played football and been on the track team but he didn't have time for that now. Now he was working for her father and impressing businessmen with his mental acuity. Allison was impressed that he kept up his fitness regimen, but Roger was nothing if not tightly disciplined.

  As he pulled out the chair for her she smiled and thanked him as she sat; he had all the makings of a 1950's gentleman when it came to treating a lady right. No wonder her parents had thought he'd be perfect for her. Still, there was no flash, no excitement throughout the dinner, just chatting and casual jokes, his slight flirtations as he caressed her hand or said something just barely suggestive. Roger was a great guy. He just didn’t excite her the way Todd, oops no. Firmly she told herself to keep her mind on where she was now and looked at him attentively as he told her all about his previous summer's trip to Greece. Which was not so far from Turkey - no, don’t go there.

  Dancing was better. Not that Roger was a bad conversationalist, but she felt like she’d had these conversations a thousand times with other people. Most of the places he'd been to was places she'd already been or her friends had and told her about, his job was very similar to her father's and she heard about that every night she went to family dinner, and his interests were the same as all their peers. In other words the same golfing, social events and parties as every other guy she'd dated. But he was a good dancer and as he flung her around the dance floor she found herself having a lot of fun, laughing as he mimicked a tango move. Breathless, she was pressed against him for a slower song; it was really supposed to be a waltz but he was holding her much too closely.

  "You're so beautiful tonight," his low voice murmured in her ear. As his hard body pressed against hers she felt the first stirrings of arousal. Dancing put him in the lead and he was taking advantage of it. She liked that. It wasn’t the passion that she’d felt before with… anyway, she’d felt more passion with someone else, but at least it was something. "I wish I could just sweep you away and keep you all night with me under the stars..."

  Allison found herself desperately wishing that he would do just that, and many other things to her under the stars. Make her forget about… other people. Shifting her position against him, she could feel that he was very hard and she tried to rub against him a little to encourage the notion that they should go somewhere else where he could take her. To her intense disappointment he pulled away instead, smiling at her with desire in his eyes.

  "Be careful darling," he said. The smile he gave her was charming but there was something else in it too, something almost a little predatory. That interested her. It made her think that perhaps they could find some passion eventually. The heat in her eyes made her shiver a little. "Otherwise I might just grab you and take you somewhere where we could be very bad."

  Unfortunately he was all talk and no action. Tonight she was getting another elusive peek at that darker, more dangerous and more interesting person that he had inside him, but it was still all locked away. The way she had been before Todd had come along and ruthlessly ignited her desires.

  He ended up pulling her away from the dance floor and over to the bar, ordering drinks to "cool them down." Allison spent the rest of the night with a burning itch in her pussy as they spun around the dance floor, although he took care never to press her as close to him as he had previously, she could tell that he was still hard. Why wouldn't he do something about it?

  Despite the fact that they had been on several dates so far there hadn’t been anything for her other than kisses. Weren’t guys supposed to try something by the third date at least? Heck, Todd took her out for a couple of drinks and then talked her into coming over to play strip poker. Thinking about that night did absolutely nothing for her libido, and she wasn’t supposed to be dwelling on him anyway.

  Shoving thoughts of Todd aside, she did her best to be sweet and supple for her date.

  ******

  At her front door Roger leaned down to kiss her a polite goodbye. To both his and her surprise Allison reached up and grabbed the collar of his shirt, deepening the kiss and opening her mouth to invite in his tongue. Roughly, his arms went around her waist, pulling her in close to him with a bit of force that sent heat straight through her and she shivered with pleasure as his body pressed hard against her.

  Unfortunately he took her shiver as a negative, pulling away he released her from his arms. "Sorry... I'm sorry Allison. I hope I didn't scare you."

  "No... oh no, Roger, it wasn't that at all! I was just... it was..."

  He smiled at her, bashful and ashamed still. "It's nice of you to pretend that I wasn't just being a bit of a brute." Taking her hand he raised it to his lips. Dammit, that was not where she wanted his lips. What on earth had made him think he was a brute just for a passionately rough kiss? Okay, so she’d kind of been pretending he was Todd when she grabbed him, but if he kissed her like that more often then maybe she’d be able to forget Todd. "I'd like to take you out again, if you aren't too afraid of me now." He said the last part half-joking half seriously.

  "No... I mean yes, I'd love to go out with you again, but I'm not afraid of you." Allison desperately wanted to feel his body against hers again. Try to chase away the demons. Thinking about Todd, having Roger suddenly respond to her like that… she wished that he would kiss her again like that. More than kiss her.

  Instead he took both of her hands in his own and lightly kissed her forehead, obviously not trusting himself to do more than that.

  “Good, otherwise your parent’s pool party would have been a bit awkward.” He winked at her, his green eyes mischievous, the predatory look that had flashed in them was completely gone again. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  “See you tomorrow.”

  She closed her eyes with disappointment as he walked to the elevator and waved a goodbye, before turning the key in her lock and heading inside. The apartment was quiet, which meant that Diana had probably gone out for the night. Not surprising. She hoped her roommate was having a better night than she was.

  She tried to resist doing this often. It hurt too much. Emotionally. But she ran to her room and pulled the brown box out from under her bed. Shoving the tape into her personal DVD player she flipped on the small TV that she kept in her room. As she watched the final DVD that Todd had given her, the one she hadn’t been able to bring herself to destroy, Allison began to play with herself. Even though she was touching herself, half of her attention was on scrutinizing his gorgeous naked body and the glimpses she caught of his face, looking for some indication that he might care about her. Some show of body language that revealed what he felt about her beyond sexual attraction. Pinching her nipples she watched as his massive dick slid between her breasts, his black hair flopping around his head while he pumped away at her chest. Sliding her hand down to her pussy she started rubbing the wetness that was covering her lips as she watched his him burrow, mouth first, into her pussy on the TV. She pushed two of her fingers into her pussy hole as Todd inserted the vibrator into her pussy and another finger into her ass as his slid into hers on camera. Moaning, she could feel one of her most intense orgasms yet beginning to build as she watched Todd pleasure himself with her.

  Desire to know his feelings was quickly dissolving into blatant horniness.
She pulled the small butt plug he'd left in her ass on their last date from the box; too desperate to even lube it, she shoved it in her mouth and covered it with her saliva. On her hands and knees on her bed, she slammed it into her asshole as Todd's huge dick stretched hers out in front of her, whimpering as she again felt the pain of her anus stretching. Pumping the plug in and out of her ass, she used her other hand to pinch her nipples hard, trying to crush the tender pink buds. Her ass burned and stretched as she fucked it with the plug, but not nearly as much as it had when he'd actually been in her.

  “Oh Todd! Oh God, I’m CUMMING! You’re in my ass and I’m cumming… oh FUCK TODD! Fuck me, FUCK ME, FUCK MY ASS!”

  Her tinny sounding voice came out of the TV and she pinched her clit hard as she shoved the butt plug fully inside of her, she started cumming as Todd's voice moaned her name and he dumped a load of cum into her ass. Shaking and spasming on her bed, she continued to pinch her clit until every ounce of the orgasm had been wrung from her body.

  Then she slumped in defeat, her body shivering from the climax but not entirely sated. As usual she hadn’t noticed anything that screamed “he’s secretly in love with you.” On the other hand, this had been their first night together. She wished she had a video of their last night.

  Allison kept the plug in her ass as she curled up naked in her bed, crying over a man that she didn’t think she’d ever see again.

  ******

  The next day at her parent’s house Allison lounged in a chair poolside, a pampered princess who no longer needed to host. Oh no, now her Daddy wanted her all of her attention on Roger and keeping him happy. Setting up her relationship with the perfect man, to have the perfect wedding and make lots of little perfect babies for him to set up in more perfect situations. It was hard to remember that for a while that had been what she wanted too, but ever since Todd she’d realized that her walk on the wild side wasn’t really a walk, more of an introduction to a life that she craved. Living the lifestyle that she’d been stuck in since birth now grated on her nerves more than it had before, when she’d only been able to fantasize about living on her own and having wild sex with men her parents wouldn’t consider appropriate for her. The reality had been so much better, because it hadn’t just been the sex. It had been the adventure, Todd’s silly puns, his caring for people and the approval to be whoever she wanted.