The ball smacked right on the edge of the one and then hopped, landing on thirty one... black. Everyone fell silent and Jack nearly fell out of his seat. His jaw dropped, not believing his eyes.

He had lost, and his wife now had to spend a night with Tony. Tony clapped slowly and then tossed a chip to the dealer. Jill clenched her fists and stared at Jack, wanting to smack him on the side of the head.

"Oh... Can't say that I didn't try to help you," Tony said, not even trying to hide a smile.

"Jack..." Jill muttered.

Tony smiled and rubbed his hands together and nodded over at the guards around him. They started making their way out and Tony waved the couple in. They headed back out to the limousine.

Tony once again let Jill in first and then made his way in, sliding right next to her. He waved Jack in, and again, pointed at the seats across from them.

"I don't get to sit next to my wife?" Jack asked.

"Oh no, now that you've lost, it's time you both start doing what I tell you to. Jack, you sit over there," Tony ordered.

Jack nodded and quietly sat on the couch across from them. The driver of the limousine closed the door and ran over to start the car. Tony leaned back and stretched his arms out, one sliding behind Jill.

"So, why don't we start the night early?" Tony suggested.

"It's already pretty late," Jill replied.

"Well, this amazing night," Tony replied with a smile.

Jill looked over at Jack uneasily. She wasn't sure what Tony meant.

"Come on and rub me right here," Tony ordered as he rubbed his thigh.

"Wh-what?" Jill questioned.

This wasn't quite the romantic night Jill had thought would be happening with a billionaire. Though, once she realized that Tony was black, she hadn't expected much.

"Remember, you've got to do as ordered if you want that money," Tony reminded.

Jill nodded and slowly placed her hand on his thigh. She rubbed back and forth, feeling his powerful, muscular leg and... a rod of some sort. She looked over at Tony in confusion as she continued rubbing.

"Uh... what... what is that?" Jill asked.

Tony smirked. "Oh, you know what that is."

Jill looked over at Jack and saw the look of anger mixed with despair on his face. A part of her was satisfied, knowing that she was paying Jack back from his stupidity. She looked back over at Tony's leg, seeing the rod slowly form and outline next to his thigh.

Her eyes widened as she realized what the rod was. Her jaw dropped and she stared up at Tony. She stared into his golden hued eyes again and gulped.

"That... that's not... is it? That's a sock right? Or some kind of trick?" Jill questioned.

"Not a trick, it's real, all real. Why don't you let it out, now that you've woken it up?" Tony suggested.

Jill grabbed the zipper and lowered it, making sure to pull it down gently. Strangely enough, she wanted to see, she wanted to confirm whether or not it was real. Jack put his hand on his chin and cross his legs, struggling to hold his anger in.

"You seeing this Jack? Your wife is about to grab some black chocolate," Tony joked.

Jill opened up his zipper and then the front of his pants, and gasped. He wasn't wearing any boxers and she could clearly see the base of his big black member. It was thick and well groomed, just a small trimmed bit of hair at the tip of the base.

"That's... that has to be fake," Jill whispered.

"You still thinking that? Go on, take it out," Tony commanded.

Jill gulped and slowly moved her hand towards his manhood, wrapping her soft white fingers around the base. She tugged and pulled at it, bringing it out from its cage, letting it loose. Tony smirked and nodded before looking at Jack and giving him a small wink.