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Oldie's But Goodies
by Shelby Bush (shelbyb@iglou2.iglou.com)

***

At a casino a young man gets lessons to improve his 
slot machine technique by an older woman. (MF)

***

She looked to be in her mid-sixties, her hair was a 
gleaming silver, piled high on her head. She was 
dressed in a tight-fitting pair of stretch pants, which 
revealed a shapely ass, with nary a touch of cellulite.

Her blouse, red and frilled around the neck and 
sleeves, was loose and silky.

I saw her first from behind, as I walked down the row 
of slot machines. The gambling riverboat was ready to 
cast off, and the lady in front of me was moving in 
what seemed to be a determined path.

"Probably has a favorite machine," I mused.

Curious, I followed along behind her.

She stopped at a coin girl, handed over a hundred and 
got a handful of coin rolls. Then she continued down 
the aisle.

I handed the coin girl a twenty, and received a roll of 
coins, and followed the woman in red.

She had arrived at her slot machine. She methodically 
opened the rolls, dumping them into her plastic cup.

I sat down at the machine next to her, unrolled the 
"quarters" and began to feed the machine.

"Clunk!"

A roll of coins fell off the lady's lap. She leaned 
over toward me to retrieve it.

Her loose blouse fell open, and again, my curiosity got 
the better of me.

I peeked.

She wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were smallish, 
but nicely rounded, and looked surprisingly firm. The 
dark nipples were visible, even in the brief glimpse.

She straightened up and looked into my eyes. One hand 
clasped at her blouse, and I was suddenly afraid of her 
screaming.

Instead, she smiled and winked. "Enjoy the view?"

I nodded... and blushed.

She grinned, and opened her last roll of coins, and 
poured them into the cup. Then she grabbed a handful, 
and started dropping them into the machine.

She pulled the handle after each three coins. I turned 
back to my machine, switching from the "button method" 
to follow her lead with the machine's arm.

"Boop Boop Boop -- ching ching ching!"

I glanced over; her machine had hit three bars, and 
coins were pouring out. While they clanged into the 
pocket of the machine, I noticed her hand had not left 
the lever.

Her thumb was caressing the knob of the lever in a 
small circular motion.

She glanced over at me and noticed my gaze at the 
lever.

"Remind you of something?" she grinned.

I shook my head. "Sorry, just staring."

I turned back to my machine and dropped my last quarter 
in. Pulled the lever. Nothing. I turned to get up.

"Leaving so soon?" she asked.

"Gotta get some cash," I grimaced.

"Here," she said, scooping a handful from the machine. 
"Try this. Maybe you'll get lucky." She winked.

"Thanks." I turned back to the slut machine. I dropped 
in a coin.

"Don't be stingy," she said, nudging me. "Drop three."

I dropped in two more coins, and pulled the knob. One 
bar, two bars... wild card. Coins started pouring into 
the bin below. Paid: twenty coins.

"See?" she grinned.

I offered back the handful of coins I had left in my 
hand. She shook her head.

"Keep playing," she said, winking again.

I dropped another three coins in the machine, and 
pulled the lever. Wild card... wild card... wild card.

The machine began flashing. Heads turned as an operator 
came over and handed me a roll of large denomination 
chips; about $750 in all. I stared at the roll for a 
long moment, then looked up to see the lady smiling at 
me.

"I told you that you'd get lucky," she grinned.

I nodded. I was speechless.

She leaned in closer to me. I could smell the faint 
perfume she was wearing. She whispered in my ear, "You 
want to get really lucky, big guy?"

She sat back; there was a gleam in her eye, and a smile 
on her lips.

She gathered up her coins and put them in her plastic 
cup. I scooped up the pile in my bin, and stuck them in 
my pocket. Then she motioned with her head. I followed 
her on down the aisle to a doorway marked "exit". She 
pushed the door open, and we went out on the deck.

The wind whistled past us, as we leaned against the 
railing, watching the landscape of the riverbank crawl 
slowly by.

"So," she turned to me. "How lucky do you feel?"

I smiled and shook my head. "I don't know what to 
think."

I glanced down; the wind was pushing her thin blouse 
tightly against her torso. Her braless breasts were 
outlined, the nipples - stiffened by the cold air? - 
clearly visible.

"Very lucky, I think," she grinned. She looked down at 
my pants. Is that a roll of chips in your pocket, or 
are you happy to be here?"

I pulled out the roll of chips and grinned.

"I mean your other pocket." She reached down and 
touched my crotch through my pants.

I'll have to admit I had about a half-erection; and her 
touch brought it up to full.

Her eyes twinkled. She leaned close and kissed my 
cheek, then pressed her body up close to mine. My arms 
found their way around her body, as she whispered in my 
ear, "I know a place..."

She pulled away, and taking my hand, led me to an 
unmarked stairway. She looked both ways, then headed 
down the stairs. At the bottom was a door, marked "crew 
only". Again glancing in both directions, she opened 
the door, and we went inside.

"It's a storeroom. I've been on this boat so often, I 
know they don't use this one much."

It was dark. She closed the door, and it was even 
darker. I felt her arms around my neck, and her soft 
lips against mine. I kissed back, as her tongue met 
mine.

My hands slid down her back, finding the surprisingly 
firm cheeks of her ass. She moaned softly as I kneaded 
them gently.

She broke the kiss, and slid down my body. She fumbled 
for a moment with my zipper, and pulled down my 
undershorts, freeing my rigid cock. I felt her lips on 
the tip of my cock, then a sudden warmth as her mouth 
engulfed my member.

Suddenly, she pulled back. My cock hung in air - 
getting cold - for a moment, then her mouth was back; 
softer, somehow.

Her tongue was busy, rubbing over the sensitive tip of 
my penis, while with one hand and her mouth moved up 
and down my shaft.

This was too much; I began to tighten up. She took me 
deep into her mouth, and held still, while I emptied 
myself into her.

My eyes were becoming accustomed to the darkness. There 
was a little light coming in from under the door. I 
could just see her dim outline. She was pushing 
something into her mouth.

It suddenly struck me - she had taken out her teeth, 
and was just now putting them back in.

I pulled her to her feet, and turned her back towards 
me. I began to fondle her breasts through her thin 
blouse.

I felt her fumbling with something - then felt her 
pushing her tight black pants down. I pulled up her 
blouse, able now to touch the bare skin of her breasts. 
Her nipples were rock hard - as were her breasts. Silly 
me - silly cones...

My cock was still hard, and pressed urgently at the 
cleft of her ass.

She leaned forward - there was a box or a railing 
there, I couldn't quite see. She presented her ass, and 
I slid up behind her.

She reached down between her legs, and guided my hot 
cock to the opening to her pussy. "Give me some of that 
thing," she whispered.

I pushed it in; there was a little resistance at first, 
but the inside of her pussy was damp. I pulled back a 
little, then back in again - it was easier. And easier 
the next time. I began to build into a rhythm.

She pressed back against me on each stroke and with 
each stroke a small moan.

Her moaning was getting louder. I began to get paranoid 
about the sound, afraid that someone might hear us and 
open the door.

Then, suddenly, she gave a little squeak, and held her 
breath, pressing hard against me, my cock deep inside 
her. Her body tensed, then with a heavy sigh, she 
released her breath. "Oh, god," she breathed.

I started to thrust again, but she pulled forward, away 
from me. "Not yet," she gasped. I saw her straighten 
up, then she moved around me and pulled me down on top 
of her, on the cold, hard metal deck.

"Come on, big boy," she whispered, wrapping her arms 
around my neck. "Come inside me."

We moved together, my cock sliding into her pussy 
easily now.  Her enhanced breasts pressed hard against 
my chest, as she breathed heavily in my ear. "Come on," 
she kept whispering, "Come in me, come in me."

My balls tightened; she seemed to sense it. She wrapped 
her feet up around my legs, pulling me deeper into her 
as I came, emptying myself into her.

Just as I finished, we felt the boat engines change. 
The heavy vibrations became softer. I looked around, 
afraid we'd been caught.

She laughed. "We're just docking," she said.

I rolled over and sat up. "I thought we just did."

She laughed again, a full, throaty laugh. "Tell you 
what," she said. "Let's stay on for the next cruise. 
I've got to go the ladies' room to freshen up a bit, 
then we'll come back up here for another round."

"Sounds good to me," I replied.

She put on her pants and tucked in her blouse, and I 
zipped back up.

"I'll meet you on the third deck," she said. "Right 
beside the roulette wheel." She took my hand and we 
headed for the door. "I'll be there in about ten 
minutes."

I nodded, and she kissed my cheek. She opened the door, 
and made a quick check each way. We went out the door 
quickly, closing it behind us.

She headed off toward the rest rooms, as I checked my 
watch and walked toward the stairs to the third deck.

I kept checking my watch; she was overdue... she had 
said ten minutes, and she would meet me at the roulette 
wheel. I felt a lurch as the boat pulled away from the 
dock.

I looked around me, and not spotting her, I strolled 
toward the exit to the deck. I stepped outside and 
leaned against the rail, looking back toward the dock.

There she was - on the dock! She waved, and turned 
away.  Suddenly I realized that my pocket was light. I 
felt - the big money roll was gone.

I smiled and shook my head in disbelief. I'd been taken 
- or had I? After all, it had been her money that went 
into the machine.  And there was the sex... oh, well.

I squared my shoulders, and strolled back into the 
gambling den. If I could do it once, I could do it 
again...

END

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