Fantasy ACTRESS FANTASY SEX STORIES

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As they walked out of their cabin, they almost ran in to a couple led by a bellboy carrying bags.

"Whooops! Sorry about that!" said a tall muscular white man with close cropped brown hair and deep blue eyes. He was wearing camouflage shorts and a tight t-shirt showing off his well-built body. Behind him was a woman just a couple of inches shorter than him with long blond hair and green eyes. She was wearing a yellow bikini top and white shorts.

"Not a problem." Gautham smiled politely.

"Looks like we're gonna be neighbors!" the woman said as the bell boy put down their backs in the cabin next to Gautham’s and Kajal’s. In fact the two cabins shared a common wall.

"Oh yeah!" the guy flashed a wide smile. Then extending out a big hand, he said, "I'm Chad. This is my new bride Shruti."

"Hi, I am Gautham." our hero tried to hide a wince as the big guy's powerful handshake almost crushed his bones. "My new bride Kajal."

"Hi Gautham. Hi Kajal." the couple said in unison.

"Hello." Kajal shyly smiled and said. She didn't know if she was also expected to shake Chad's hand. In her town, women did not usually shake men's hands. She felt relieved when Chad sensed her hesitance and didn't raise his hand towards her.

"So you guys here on a honeymoon too, huh?" Shruti asked.

"Yes."

"Where are you guys from?"

"Texas. Originally India." Gautham said.

"Mmmmmm. I love me some spicy Indian curry." Chad said. "We're from Oklahoma. So we're neighbors back in the states too."

"I love your bangles. And that's such a lovely henna pattern." Shruti approached Kajal and held her wrist and raised it up. “My parents are from India too but they shifted even before i was born and i have never been to India though i wanted to many times”.

"Thank you." Kajal said, blushing at the compliment.

"Anyway, we'll catch up later when we aren't all grimy and disgusting after a 6 hour plane ride." Chad said. "Nice to meet you folks."

"Nice to meet you too." Gautham said.

Kajal noticed that he cast a barely hidden glance at Shruti’s butt as she walked away. Kajal herself had been quite taken by how big and Strong and charming Chad was.





Gautham led Kajal to the casino. He was delighted to be in there, like a kid in a candy shop. Gautham loved gambling. He frequently went to Las Vegas with his friends. So having a casino at the resort was just the perfect honeymoon package for him. He checked out of a few roulette tables, blackjack tables, poker games, craps tables, and had a few free drinks that were being offered by the roaming skimpily clad waitresses.

Kajal drank coke and followed him around. She was amused by the flashy lights and the fancy settings. She had seen casinos in Hollywood movies and TV shows and this seemed exactly like it. But she had always been brought up to believe that gambling was a bad habit. So she was a little surprised that someone like Gautham from a good family was so interested in it.

Finally Gautham sat down at a blackjack table and asked Kajal to stand next to him.

"She's my lucky charm." he said to the dealer who smiled and nodded.

He played at that table for about an hour. Kajal was starting to understand the game. She was always good at math and logic and if not for a conservative father, could have been a great banker or engineer. To her, the game seemed like a fairly straightforward layout of different Probabilities, played over and over again. She instinctively realized that players always were at a slight disadvantage, but with some logical thinking, could up their chances. Also, remembering what cards had come up seemed to help in predicting what would happen next. Basically Kajal had such an intuitively analytical brain, that she grasped the principles of winning at blackjack very soon without ever having seen it before.

So at one hand when Gautham, who was already about a thousand dollars down, was about to ask for another card, she touched him on his arm.

"No." she said emphatically.

Gautham felt a flash of anger. How dare this small town bumpkin try to teach him blackjack, that too in public?

"I didn't ask you!" he rudely said to her. "Hit me." he said to the dealer.

The dealer, a little taken aback by how rudely this man was talking to his new bride, did as was told. And as expected, it was a bust for Gautham. This pissed him off even more.

"I told you." Kajal whispered.

"Oh really? Just because you got one lucky hunch right, you think you're an expert?" Gautham yelled.

A few people around them stared. Kajal felt humiliated.

"You're such an expert right? Alright, here." He got up. "Sit in my place."

"I'm sorry." Kajal said, terrified.

"No no, sit." he got up and forced Kajal to sit. "Here's 500 more dollars. Give her more chips. Let's see how it goes."

"Please Gautham." Kajal whispered in Hindi. "You are embarrassing me."




"Do as you're told. Sit here and play." Gautham said.

The dealer and the rest of the players at the table were watching this unfold in an awkward silence.

Twenty minutes later, the rest of the players were cheering, Kajal was smiling, and the dealer was wishing that this woman's asshole husband hadn't gotten her into the game. Because Kajal was up by about 300 dollars. She really had a knack for mathematics and probability. If she had been allowed to keep playing, she would have probably made back all the money Gautham lost and won some more.

But Gautham was doubly pissed. His male ego was hurt.

"That's enough." he picked up the chips, and stormed out. Kajal thanked the dealer, her fellow players, and ran after her husband.

"I am sorry. I was only doing what you told me to." she tried to explain.

But Gautham was sulking.

Gautham walked out of the casino after cashing in the remaining chips. Kajal silently walked next to him. She knew better than to argue with her angry husband. Maybe he was right. She should not have interfered.

"I'm hungry. Let's go to the Mexican restaurant." Gautham said.


At the restaurant, they were seated at a table facing the beach. The cool ocean breeze did little to buoy Kajal’s spirits. Gautham was still sulking. They ordered vegetarian tacos. Gautham ordered a tequila.

"Hey, look who's here!"

Chad's booming voice made them both look up. He was with Shruti. They had changed into beachwear. Shruti was wearing a skimpy orange bikini and a big straw hat. Chad was wearing knee length swimming trunks. And his torso was bare.





"How are you?" Gautham asked. And then casting a glance at Shruti’s deep cleavage, he said, "Care to join us?"

"Sure! The more the merrier!" Shruti said and the waiter brought them two more chairs.

With this bubbly couple arriving, Kajal was glad that Gautham’s mood seemed to have improved. Although she noticed that it was mainly because of Shruti whom he kept discreetly checking out. Kajal herself was having a tough time not staring at Chad's tanned and chiseled pecs and abs. The couple ordered their meat dishes after making sure the Indian couple was okay with it. Although Gautham and Kajal were vegetarian, they had no problem with others eating meat in their company.

And soon the two couples started chatting. Naturally shy Kajal spoke very little. Gautham, who had been raised in America, was more at ease talking with them.

They learned that Chad was a soldier in the United States Marine Corps and had gotten a leave to get married after completing two tours to Afghanistan. Shruti was a fitness trainer. They had been dating since ninth grade, and after almost 8 years of dating, decided to make it formal and get married. They were both very talkative and friendly. Soon, kajal started opening up as well.

After dinner, the four of them walked out of the restaurant. Chad and Shruti were off to the pool for a swim. Gautham said he was feeling a little jet lagged so he and Kajal would go back to their room and call it an early night.

As they walked back to their cabin, Kajal was relieved that Gautham was not as upset anymore. He talked about small things with Kajal like how the food was, what a nice couple Chad and Shruti were, and so on.