Jaime and Mike Pt. 02

Welcome to part 2 of Jaime and Mike. If you haven't read the first part I suggest you start there. And as always, Enjoy!

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So here I am, dressed like Han Solo, on my hands and knees with Jaime behind me. Her slave Leia costume is perfect as she slowly makes love to me. Its been 8 months since we met, and I couldn't be happier. I can feel her getting close as I lean back to kiss her, moaning into her mouth.

"I love you Mike."

"I love you too." She shudders, and collapses on my back, her cock twitching inside me. This is usually when the one of us who bottomed first flips the other one over, but I'm getting ahead of myself. I mean, you don't even know why we're dressed up like this.

After we met on Halloween, our relationship was like a whirlwind. We spent out days off together and spent our nights at each other's apartments, every night. One evening after work we were both cuddled up on the couch, watching Netflix, when she asked me a question.

"You ever wanted to open your own place?"

"You mean my own restaurant?"

"Yeah," she said. "What kinda place would you open?" I had to think for a minute.

"I'd love to open a french bistro, simple food, but done well. Of course, I'd need a pastry chef to make all the great bread and such. Know anyone like that?"

She giggled. "I think I do, but there would be so much sexual tension."

"I wouldn't harass you at work."

"You and I both know that when it comes to me, harass is two words." I laughed out loud and kissed her neck as I pulled her tight.

"It would be awesome," I said. "We will have to get a lock on the office door." She laughed and kissed the back of my hand.

"Look at us. Planning a life together." The thought of it put a smile on my face and it was then that I realized I loved her. And not foolish love, I honestly didn't know what I would do without her in my life.

That night I poured Jaime a glass of wine and proceeded to slowly suck her. I worshipped her, kissing the inside of her thighs and stroking her beautiful cock as I licked her ass, until she finished in my mouth with a shaking orgasm. I moved up and kissed her, my mouth still full of her essence. We made out for what seemed like forever, before we both had a sip of wine.

"Mike, that was amazing."

"I'm not done yet." I stood and pulled her to the edge of the bed, before grabbing the lube, and rubbing it into her perfect ass. I spread her thighs wide and slowly pushed inside her until I was buried to the hilt and then leaned over and kissed her. I wanted to tell her those 3 simple words but we had only been dating for 3 months, so I let my body tell her.

I slowly fucked her bring myself to the edge a couple times as we kissed. After about 10 minutes she was rock hard again so I pulled out and she let out a moan.

"Why did you stop?" She was pouting. I laid down on the bed and pulled her on top of me. She gave me her sexy gein and lined up my cock before sliding back down. I sat up and wrapped her legs behind me so we could rock together, her cock trapped between us. We kissed passionately, moving as one.

"Mike," she moaned. "I'm getting so close!" I rolled her onto her back, never pulling my cock out and pushed her legs back giving me full access and began to fuck her perfect as in half. She was moaning and gripping the sheets.

"Stroke your beautiful cock baby. I wanna see you cum everywhere." She bit her bottom lip and started to stroke. It was like watching perfection and I was past the point of stopping myself. I kept pumping as I growled through my orgasm. I leaned down to kiss her as she moaned into my mouth and felt her cum between us, soaking both our stomachs. We laid there a moment, lightly kissing, my cock still inside her.

"I'll start the shower," she said. "You get us another glass of wine.

The next morning, I woke up to find Jaime sitting with coffee on my couch, reading the paper. Even in the morning she looks gorgeous, I don't know how she pulls it off. I poured myself a cup and sat down on the couch next to her. She stretched her leg across me with a grin as I leaned back.

"What's up babe?" I asked.

"I'm looking at apartments. My roommate is moving when the lease is up at the end of month." I looked around at my sparsely furnished apartment.

"You could always move in here..." She looked at me over the paper with a raised eyebrow.

"Are you serious?"

"Well yeah, you're here all the time anyway or I'm at your place. And you're always complaining about how you can't walk around naked at your place." I rubbed her thigh with my hand, and she smiled. "I'm all for you being naked more."

"You only want me here so I can be naked more?" The smirk. I could tell she was faking being mad.

"Well, that and the idea of coming home to you makes my heart smile." I flashed my best sexy grin. I started to tickle her and she screamed, kicking me playfully.

"Okay, okay," she said. "I'll move in here." I kissed her, finished my coffee and got ready for work.

Over the next couple days we got most of Jamie's stuff from her place and on our day off, I borrowed a truck and got her furniture moved in. The house felt better with her here and for some reason it just felt like the air was lighter.

"Do we really need to do this?" I asked.

Jaime put her hand on her hip and glared at me. "You mean actually buy things that match so our kitchen doesn't look like you stole everything from restaurants you've worked in?"

"But I did steal it all from restaurants I worked in."

"My point exactly." Normally, I'd be mad, but watching her ass as I pushed a cart through Bed Bath and Beyond does have its upside. We went to the kitchen section and immediately the chef in me started looking at knives. Jaime was eyeballing a stand mixer.

"Why do you get a mixer while we're here? We don't have one at the place."

"I would but these new ones have all plastic insides and break too easy."

"Really?"

"Yeah, they quit making the good ones in the 80s. All metal gears." I nodded and made a mental note to look on ebay later. We made our way to the plates and dishes. "We need something nice but not ugly."

"Well, yes I don't think we want ugly," I giggled. We found a set we both liked and made our way to the checkout when I ran into an old friend of mine, Jack.

"Mike," he said giving me a brief hug, "what are you doing here? Have we gone domestic?

"Well, kinda. Jack this is my girlfriend Jaime." He stuck out his hand and they shook briefly.

"So Jaime," he said. "You're the woman that finally got him to quit stealing dishes from restaurants."

Jaime laughed. "Does everyone know you steal plates and silverware?"

"Listen," Jack said. "I'm the chef down at Chez East now. Bring this lady in for a good meal."

"Fine Jack, I will." He waved as he walked off into the mall. That night I looked on ebay and found a used antique mixer with all it attachments. I smiled as I clicked the 'Buy Now' button.

I had the package delivered to the restaurant so Jaime wouldn't see it come to the house. She was working a day shift so I picked up the mixer before work and set it up in the kitchen with a big bow on it. I headed off to work with a smile.

All through work I kept checking my phone for a text from Jaime and I didn't get one. It had me perplexed and when I closed the kitchen I sat at the bar for a minute and had a beer. I was almost done when my phone buzzed.

'On your way home?'

'Yeah just finished up.'

Not a word about the mixer. I didn't get it. I got in the car and made my way home. The lights were on and I let out a sigh as I turned the key. Had I screwed up? I shut the door, hung up my coat in the hallway and walked into the living room when my mouth dropped open.

Jaime was standing there in a black pvc bustier and thigh high boots. She was tapping a riding crop against her boot and giving me a look that was part sexy and part predator. I had mentioned I liked the idea of her dominating me, but I never expected this. Above all she was hard as a rock.

"Welcome home bitch. Don't say a word and you better be naked in the next 10 seconds." I don't think I've ever gotten undressed that quickly. I started to walk forward and she pointed at the floor. I sunk to my knees never breaking eye contact.

"Crawl over here boy," she pointed to the floor right in front of her, and I made my way on all fours before sitting up and looking into her blue eyes. She ran her hands through my hair and fed her cock right into my mouth. Slowly, she started fucking my mouth.

"I ordered this outfit off the internet, had it sent to my work. Then I come home to find your present and decided tonight was the night." I was hard as hell and all I could do was run my tongue along her cock as she used my mouth for her enjoyment. She pulled her cock from my mouth and leaned down giving me a quick kiss.

"Get your ass in the bedroom and lay on your back. Mistress wants her ass licked deep." I all but ran to the bedroom, but she walked in dripping sex and casually sipped her wine as she swung her leg over me and had a seat on my face. She knows I love it when she does it. She even wiggled a little urging me deeper. I was in heaven. As I licked and worshipped the most perfect ass in existence, she playfully swatted at my cock with the riding crop and sipped her wine. The next 10 minutes were like a dream come true.

Jaime moaned. "God, I can't take it anymore." I heard her set down the wine glass and then my eyes were adjusting to the light again. I looked down and Jaime was squatting over my cock. She lined it up and impaled herself taking all of me in one go. "Oh fuck!" She only rode my full length twice before her cock started spraying me with cum and I was right behind her. I came hard, holding her down as we both rode out our orgasms. She collapsed on my chest with my cock still inside her. I wrapped my arms around her and held tight.

"Jaime, I love you." I'd finally said.

She looked me right in the eyes and said, " I know."

I gave her an odd look. " Did you just Han Solo me?"

"Maybe? What are you gonna do about it?" I was still hard as hell so I rolled her over and showed her exactly what I thought about it.

The months went by quickly and Jaime and I decided to take the weekend off for the biggest Comicon in the state. We had worked on our cosplay costumes for the past 2 months, and I had been planning something of my own.

I had thought about her question if I had wanted my own restaurant, and I always had. What I really wanted was a partner, not just in business, but also life. Jaime was more to me than any woman I had ever met, and I couldn't see life without her. So with Comic con coming out I put my plan in motion.

I had secured a business loan, found the perfect location, and many friends from the industry were ready to jump ship to help out, I only needed one more thing.

We were both so excited the day of the Comic con. Jaime looked stunning as Slave Leia and I felt like the luckiest guy in the world. It helped I was dressed like Han Solo, cause if I wasn't, people at the convention would have only wanted their picture taken with Jamie.

Stan Lee was signing autographs so we got in line and waited. It was probably the longest hour of my life with what I had planned but I tried to hold in my excitement. Finally, we got to the front of the line and we were both standing there like 2 geeks meeting our king.

"Who do I make it out to?" Stan asked.

Before Jaime could say a word, I said, "To Jaime, say yes." Stan started writing and Jaime looked at me.

"What am I saying yes to?" I dropped to one knee right there in the autograph line and pulled the ring I had bought from my pocket.

"Jaime, will you marry me?"

Stan handed her the signed photo and said, "I think he wants you to say yes."

She looked right at me. "Yes to big dork, now put that ring on my finger!"

I stood up and kissed her, she was my everything. Stan was clapping, everyone was clapping. We were walking on clouds the rest of the day and when we got home Jaime all but dragged me to the bedroom and I'm pretty sure you know how that ended.