AJ's less strenuous workout with her injured appendage was a thankful break from her brutal exercising schedule, but she still got her blood pumping enough to feel good and burn off her breakfast. Dean helped guide her through the toned-down routine. AJ insisted several times she could go normal speed, then asked to slow down to help her finger.
After a refreshing shower back at Dean's, AJ changed into an attire she felt was appropriate to wear to the casino Dean was bringing her to. Clad in a black tee and blue jeans (and of course her lucky Chucks), AJ lifted herself into Dean's black pickup. The boy of her desires was dressed unusual semi-formal in a dark blue polo shirt and black jeans.
"Did someone die?" AJ asked with a giggle.
Dean shrugged. "I felt like dressing up for once. I don't always dress like a bum, baby."
AJ blushed and nodded her head. She picked the radio station and linked her fingers through Dean's while he backed out of the driveway and headed for town.
AJ's first impression of Sin City several years ago was spellbinding and mesmerizing. Five years later, nothing had changed. The neon lights and flashy images still caught her attention like a child roaming the isles of a candy store. Dean didn't mention which casino he was planning on taking them, but AJ wasn't going to pry too much. This was the first time the man in her life was taking her somewhere nicer than a McDonald's in years.
Dean pulled up to a casino/hotel called "High Slots Hotel and Casino." AJ smiled with a light blush over her cheeks when Dean hurried to her side of the truck and helped her down. Dean handed off the keys to a valet and placed his hand on the small of AJ's back to guide her into the hotel.
Inside the grand building, to the left was reception but to the right was a giant room full of slot machines, poker tables, and blackjack tables. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling. The floor bore a carpet with a pattern that AJ thought looked like the one from The Shining. AJ's hand grazed the stack of twenties tuck inside her pocket. Dean mentioned keeping the limit to under $100, but AJ also felt like having fun today.
AJ hurried up to the counter to collect her chips. She handed over $100 in twenties. She received a small tray of casino chips.
"What game do you wanna play?" Dean asked.
AJ wasn't a regular gambler. She played poker before, but that was at friend's houses for no real money. Paige took her to play slots once, but that was in Orlando at some weird bar. This was Vegas. As in, the "lose your child's college fund in poker" capital of the world.
"Blackjack," AJ said, though it sounded like she was asking a question.
Dean nodded. "Ok, sure. You can go ahead. I'll be right behind you if you need help."
AJ sat on a stool near one of the blackjack tables. The dealer flashed her a phony smile and dealt out the cards after she laid down a bet. AJ figured $25 was a simple enough start.
AJ's first card was a six; her next was a king.
"Sixteen," AJ thought. The limit was twenty-one. She had to get as close as possible without going over. Sixteen was already a high number, but the dealer may have a bigger hand; the dealer's face-up card was a king.
"I'll stand," AJ said with a shrug. It was a risky move, but she didn't wager that much anyway.
The dealer flipped over his second card; a four. The dealer drew another card; A ten.
"Oh, shit!" AJ exclaimed, collecting her winnings.
"Nice job, babe," Dean said over AJ's shoulder. "You got this."
AJ played a few more hands. She won some money but then lost some too. AJ bet a high $300 dollars and managed to pull off a Blackjack straight out of the gate; that was an automatic win.
With $350 in her pile, Dean was trying to get her to pull out and call it a day. But AJ wanted one more go.
AJ pushed all her chips in. The dealer dealt her two queens.
"Oh, boy," AJ thought, tapping the table to signal she was going to stand with her cards.
The dealer had a ten. If he got a queen, king, or ten, he would tie with AJ and she would get her money back. But if he drew an ace, AJ would lose everything.
The dealer flipped his card to reveal a nine. He dealt again, showing that he busted with a ten: 29.
"Yes!" AJ exclaimed, stacking her chips back into the little carrier. "Thank you so much, sir. But I gotta go spend this on stupid shit."
The dealer shook his head with a smile and bid them farewell. AJ cashed out her chips and took the cash with a broad smile.
"Seven-hundred bucks," Dean said with a laugh. "How the hell did you even pull that off?"
"I have no idea," AJ looked to her boyfriend. "Lunch? My treat."
Dean nodded. "Sure, babe. Let's get out of here."
After a lunch that followed their diet plan, Dean and AJ made it back home ready for a nap. Dean unbuttoned his shirt and kicked off his shoes. AJ collapsed onto the bed and insisted Dean had to take her shoes off because she herself was too tired. Dean obliged and crawled into bed afterward.
"Thanks for taking me, babe," AJ said with a tired smile. "Nobody has taken me out for a fun time like that in forever."
"Glad you loved it, baby doll," Dean kissed AJ on the cheek.
AJ sat up partially, a red shade taking over her cheeks. "Uh... today was super awesome. Super... awesome... you're the coolest guy ever, Dean."
Dean smirked. "Thanks, babe. Lunch was great too."
AJ nodded. "Yeah... yeah, totally. I..."
"What's up, AJ?" Dean asked.
AJ felt like winning a cool handful of cash wasn't enough to thank Dean for being such a great guy. He dressed up for her, took her out, and didn't hit on her a single time. AJ wasn't sure why, but she wanted to make him feel good for being so cool.
"Um..." AJ didn't know how to put it into words. Instead, she clumsily fumbled with Dean's belt.
"Oh," Dean expressed with a chuckle. "Whatcha doing, AJ?"
"Don't psych me out of this!" AJ exclaimed.
"You don't have to do anything, AJ," Dean assured.
"Shhh! You're freaking me out!" AJ hushed. "I wanna do it!"
Dean got more comfortable on the bed. AJ unzipped his pants and pulled them down. The only thing keeping AJ from seeing Dean's fun stuff was his baggy blue boxer-briefs. AJ gripped the waistband of those and pulled them down to Dean's ankles.
"Ohhhhh mygod," AJ accidentally muttered out loud.
Dean smirked. "You don't need to flatter me, babe."
AJ stared at Dean's prized organ. She pictured what she had intended to do to him in her head over and over again. It seemed simpler in her mind than it did when she tried to execute her plan. The fact that Dean kept himself tidied up did encourage AJ more, but she still had no idea what to do.
AJ gulped. "Ok," she thought to herself. "It's just oral sex. Like regular shit, but... why the fuck do women put THAT into their mouths? Fuck... why is it so big?"
Dean inhaled sharply as AJ found the courage to try. "Jesus, baby."
"Ok, I'm still alive," AJ thought to herself, keeping an even pace as she bobbed her head. "He's obviously enjoying it. I mean, I'm AJ fucking Lee. Is it weird that it tastes like chicken? I mean... fuck, I don't know. Does he want me to look at him?" AJ stared into Dean's eyes; Dean chuckled and dropped his head back. "Ok, all I did was look at him. And he's... actually, this isn't bad..."
Dean's phone started to ring. "I'll let it go," he told AJ, letting her continue. The phone eventually stopped, but then started up again right away. "Fucking bullshit!"
AJ sat back on her feet. "Well, it wasn't you that made him angry," AJ thought to herself, wiping drool off her chin with the heel of her hand. "That wasn't bad. Not my favorite thing in the world, but not the worst."
"Fuck, yeah, ok," Dean got out of bed and pulled his pants up.
"Dude!" AJ exclaimed.
"I'll be right back, ok?" Dean said over his shoulder, stepping out of the room.
AJ looked at her puppies as they ventured back into the room. "Men, am I right? You suck their cock for ten seconds and they have better shit to do! Typical, Carlos! Typical!"
AJ shook her head and laid her head down, wanting to relax until Dean returned. But as soon as AJ's head touched the pillow, she was out cold. Dean returned a few minutes later to find her asleep. Chuckling to himself, Dean got into bed with his tiny girlfriend and snuggled her until he fell asleep too.