Luck Ch. 04

Mimi and Jack had converted the front door of the 2 sided house into their main door, opening up their apartments to freely move between the two. They had moved most of his things into her apartment and he rarely went to his anymore. He relished spending every night with her and waking up to her every morning.

Mimi took advantage of the hallway separating their apartments, putting a small peach and cream marble topped end table between 2 cream colored wicker chairs. She hung a few plants from the ceiling and placed a few large potted plants on the floor next to them. A round Persian rug with various shades of peach, cream and burnt sienna brought it all together, making it a cozy little spot where they could relax.

It managed to tie the apartments together, making it look more like one house. They sat out there almost every morning, drinking fresh French roast coffee, enjoying each others conversation and watching the sun come up through the huge glass paneled front door.

Things were going so fantastic for Mimi she was actually a little nervous that she would wake up from this dream and it would all be gone. Her life was so much different now than it had been before. She found her self dreaming of the future with hope, instead of dwelling in her unlucky past with dread. She felt like she was on top of the world, like there was nothing she could not achieve, she was becoming invincible. She also knew for a very serious fact that she was in love with Jack and as joyous and thankful as she felt, she could not shake that nagging fear.

Loving him had brought the reality of death along with it.

She shook in terror at the mere thought of Jack meeting the same unfortunate fate as her parents. She worried about him constantly, always making sure he was safe and secure. He didn't seem to mind, he seemed to sincerely appreciate her concern, and his face glowed in appreciation every time she fussed over him.

The problem was she had watched her mother's heart slowly die inside of her half dead body after the love of her life had died. Mimi had lived her life with a deep fear and hatred of love and all that it stood for. It was after her mothers death, that she had made the solemn oath to never allow love to enter her life again.

Love only brought pain and suffering, or so she had thought.

Realistically she knew she was playing a tricky game, for all she knew her love for Jack could back fire on her; but for right now, she just did not care. When she was with him, all she could think about was him and those amazing things he kept doing to her body and mind, the way he looked at her and made her feel like the most desirable and sexiest woman in the world.

She just wanted to live in the moment, she wanted to enjoy him for how ever long that may be, and regardless if it's 1 month or 1 lifetime, she was down for whatever, so long as she was with him.

***

Aries was bewitched and there was no denying it, he was infatuated with this curvy caramel minx, and just the thought of her turned his dick into a stone monument. He loved fucking her, he loved making love to her, he loved touching her, he loved talking to her. Her body tormented him when he wasn't able to touch it. Whenever she walked by him in the restaurant, his hands and dick twitched to caress her lush curves.

He had also noticed that she was in the process of expanding her new wardrobe, and he was paying attention to the little skirts and tops he knew she bought thinking of him. He wondered if her pussy got wet thinking of him standing at the register as she purchased the clothes. He knew his cock went wild when ever he bought her dirty little outfits to wear only for him.

He remembered the first night he had brought her a skimpy little peach bikini top and a skirt so small it looked like a nylon belt. He thought his cock was going to explode when she came into the living room wearing it, the sheer material clinging to her curves. Her nipples almost glowing through the material, begging to be set free and taken deep into his mouth. He was reduced to a little boy when he looked at her, wanting to just curl up in her lap and latch on to one of those tempting nipples.

She had walked slowly to the stereo, the lust filled look in his eye encouraging her. The melodic begging beats of Marvin Gaye oozed through the speakers, seducing them both.

She walked over to him very slowly, the anticipation of reaching him overwhelmed her, and her needy pussy could feel the slight vibration with every step she took. He watched her, her passion staining her face, the wicked wave of her hip, the ball breaking bounce of her breasts. His anticipation was turning to torture, his hands needed to be all over her, right NOW!

She stood proud before him, letting the lust in his eyes and the rhythm of the music take control of her wanton body, keeping her waist still, she started moving hr hips to the beat, swaying a figure eight, his eyes almost crossing as he watched those hips move in a way that he had never seen hips move before. He was transfixed, she was like some goddess sent down just for him, and he was more than thankful for such an immeasurable amount of luck! He held her hips, kissing her belly, pulling her down to sit on his lap. He could barley contain those delicious hips grinding to the beat, her moist sex brushing against his throbbing hard on.

He wanted to be inside her immediately, but she wouldn't have it. She held his hands back, kissing his full lips, running her tongue down his chin, his neck, sliding off his lap to kneel between his knees, her descending tongue never loosing contact with his skin. Mimi unzipped his jeans, than pulled him out, slowly running her tongue up to the very tip, sliding over it, tasting the salty pre-cum that just kept running, taking just the thick head into her mouth, sucking lightly. He ran his hand through her hair as she began to take the thick shaft deep into her warm mouth. Aries was paralyzed and defenseless against Mimi's administrations, so he laid his head back with a deeply satisfied grin.

He was a lucky man, life couldn't be any better.

***

The aroma from the restaurant clung to the passing breeze, being carried all over the city, making anyone fortunate enough to catch it, run to the restaurant like an undiscovered addict. Word spread fast about the deliciously delectable entrees and the amazing new cook who continually created them. The restaurant was packed everyday, and around lunch time it was nothing to see a small line gathering at the front door, waiting patiently to be seated.

He was proud of her, she was talented and she truly deserved the praise and adulation, but he was beginning to worry about all the publicity. He knew how things worked, Chefs like her were rare, and it wouldn't be long before she had 'under cover' critics coming to taste her food. After of course there would be a glowing report that would lead to even more publicity. He was in a sticky situation, reporters were his enemy, he had to keep himself hidden for a little while longer, he wasn't ready to stop being Jack Smith yet.

The solution was as clever as it was simple; he just removed himself from the scene, letting her take full control of the restaurant. He loved being around her, hell, he couldn't keep his hands off the poor girl, but he managed to keep away or keep himself hidden in the office. There were just too many people in and out on a daily basis and he was playing a risky game of Russian roulette. He had been a huge celebrity, his face plastered on every TV, movie screen, magazine and billboard in the country for years, eventually someone was bound to recognize him.

***

Lucy and Lyndsy were thrilled to death that Mimi was coming out of her depression and her 'series of bad luck'. Things were going brilliant for her now and they really liked Jack, there was something genuine and honest about him, despite the fact that Lyndsy still could not shake the feeling that she had seen him somewhere before. It was strange how familiar he looked, but she just couldn't put it together.

"He doesn't remind you of someone?" Lyndsy asked Luci.

"Yea, my cousin Sid, he has that thick beard and moustache just like him." she answered, popping a fresh grape into her mouth, "that's probably why he looks so familiar to you."

"He does look a little like Sid now that you mention it." Marz said as Luci fed him a grape.

"Maybe." Lyndsy said still unconvinced.

***

"You're taking today off." he said walking up behind her as she diced vegetables on the kitchen counter, preparing their omelets.

"I already took the day before off,"

"So what." he said leaning into her, running his hands up her thighs, "I'm not letting you leave here." he slid his hand around to her belly, than slid it down the front of her tiny yellow bed shorts. Mimi stopped cutting the vegetables as his fingers slipped between her flesh than deep inside of her. She gasped hard, leaning back against him. He slid his other hand up the front of her matching yellow baby tee, and she dropped the knife on the table. "I want to be inside you all day." he whispered into her ear, both watching his hand under her shirt, his fingers tugging on the sensitive tips. "Jack stop, let me finish-"

"You really want me to stop?" he asked sliding his finger out of her slowly. She wanted to clench her things and make him finish, but she had to be realistic, she had to go to work.

"yes." she said weakly." he slid his finger out of her and she wanted to object.

"Than why is your pussy so wet?" he asked holding his finger up to show her his soaked finger. "Fuck the omelet, I want you for breakfast." he said sliding his finer into his mouth, nosily sucking her juices from it. She was panting a little, trying to gather all her will power to stop him, the clock was ticking.

"Jack-"

"Your culinary skills are incomparable, but with all the delicious dishes I've ever tasted, none of it tastes as good as you."

"Jack I can't keep making Luci do my job." she managed to get out, ready to just fade back into him and let him have his way.

"Trust me, she's fine with it." he said lifting her shirt up.

"What do you mean?"

"I gave her a bonus," he ran his finger tips lightly over her breasts, making them quiver. "Your staying here." he kissed down the back of her neck, going down to his knees, he kissed all the way down to her butt, pulling her tiny shorts down her thighs.

"Jack-" she gasped as he slid his tongue between her lush cheeks, spreading them, trailing down slowly. He licked down to her pulsing clit, careful to barley touch it, than back up, his tongue slipping into her opening, than up a little more to the puckered hole above it. Her body jumped at the feeling as he slid just the tip of his tongue in before trailing back down to let his talented tongue dance over her sensitive nub.

Just when she didn't think she could stand up any longer, her legs shaking like a leaf from the intense stimulation, he stood behind her, grabbing her hips firmly as he slid himself deep inside her. The magnificently full feeling he created inside of her had energized her, stripped her of her exhaustion and made her hungry for more of him. Her hands were in the peppers and tomatoes, bracing the counter as she bounced her ass against his deeply penetrating penis, matching his every move. Than he pulled out and stopped, she looked back at him, passion laced with anger all over her pretty face.

"Are you staying home?" he asked, his jaw set firmly, but he lightly ran his finger down her slit.

"Yes."

"Will you stay home whenever I ask you to from now on?" he asked her eyes widened, she would agree to just about anything right now.

""Yes, yes!" she snapped.

"That's my girl." he grinned, than holding her hips, he slid back inside of her. She started fucking him back hard, just in case he tried to pull out again. He joined her tempest and her backbreaking rhythm until they both were coming hard. Jack leaned against her, holding her tight to him as he spewed his seed deep inside of her.

"Damn baby, I gotta keep you home more often." he grinned.

***

Rip Howard was not happy with his demotion to restaurant reviews, he was one step away from quitting his job altogether, the magazine sucked, his boss was a prick in heels, who hated him because he stopped sleeping with her. She had sent him to the new restaurant everyone was raving over; demanding a review and article in 3 days, including travel time. She did it with the shittiest grin on her face, knowing there was no way in hell he was going to get it done on time. It was the final excuse she needed to fire him.

He was depressed and disgusted that he had let himself slip this far down in his career. He had been so very close to the success he had dreamed about; but he had fucked it up all by himself, letting his aggression and drive alienate him from the celebrities he had been 'stalking'. He had been willing to go to any lengths to get the best photo, catching them in bad situations, embarrassing moments they had secretly prayed no one had seen, only to discover Rip Howard had captured it all on film.

***

She was soaking in a hot bath, silky iridescent bubbles spilling over the sides and warm vanilla candles surrounding her. She relaxed reading a rather smutty novel when a wickedly seductive image of Jack popped into her head. Unfortunately he was out with Marz getting supplies for the restaurant so he could not help her with her growing need for him. She needed him so badly, and she would take full advantage of him when he got back, but for now, well, she just couldn't help herself. So she set the book on the end table and leaned back, engulfed in the warmth of the water, letting her fingers slide between her legs.

Aries was a mess by the time he got half way home, the minutes seemed like hours, he needed to get back, he needed to be lost deep inside of her. He tried to think of other things, but everything reminded him of her. It went from him thinking about what she was doing, to what she was wearing to a full blown fantasy of her walking towards him, stripping naked, begging him to touch her.

Luckily Marz seemed to be feeling the same about Luci, almost speeding and taking every short cut in the book. Aries almost ran to the door, he looked around the living room not seeing her, than it hit him, he knew she was in the tub. His dick started to throb as he slowly walked towards the bathroom door, the anticipation of seeing her was killing him, he opened the door slowly and thought he would cum instantly.

There she was naked in the tub, most of the bubbles were gone so he could see clear through the water, and he held his breath as he watched her touch herself, her head thrown back.

She was so deep into what she was doing she did not hear him enter, but she felt him. She gasped as she opened her eyes, seeing him standing there at the door, watching her masturbate.

"Don't stop." he said, his voice low and raspy as he walked over to her. She moved her hands away a slight blush staining her cheeks. "there is nothing for you to be embarrassed about," he said as he kneeled on one leg next to the tub, leaning in to kiss her lips, "I love watching you touch yourself," he said against her lips, leaning back a bit to take her hand and slide it back between her legs. His large hand covering hers as he guided it over her flesh. He ran his free hand down her breasts, bending to kiss her lips again. "I'm jealous of your fingers," he grinned wickedly, "I want to be the ONLY one touching you." he lifted her leg out of the water to hang over the side of the tub, opening her sex for him "I want to keep my fingers inside you all the time."

He ran his hand down her body, going under the water soaking his jacket sleeve. She arched when his finger slid slowly inside of her, finding her spot instantly, she could feel the warm water gliding in and out with each skilled movement. He slid in a second finger picking up the pace as he bent his head to her tight nipple, sucking just the hard nub into his mouth. She cried out, wrapping her wet arms around his head as she arched harder.

He just could not get enough of her, fast enough; he grabbed her thighs forcing her lower body out of the water, her body slightly folded and her head back against the tub. He held her suspended, his fingers biting into her thighs as he bent his head and ran his tongue up her spread lips. Mimi turned her head against the cool porcelain tub, feeling that vibration begin as he took control of her body. He was relentless no matter how hard she squirmed he was firmly latched onto her pulsing vagina, sucking her flesh deep into his mouth, than ramming his tongue inside of her. She tried to brace herself as that intense spasm tore through her lower body, her thighs tightening around his head.

He took ever drop of her juice in his mouth refusing to release her until she stopped cuming. Once her body settled down a bit, He put his arm under her knees and the other around her back lifting her dripping body from the tub, soaking his jacket and shirt. He carried her to the bed, laid her down, than slid deep inside of her.

***

Rip was more than impressed; he was devouring a plate of the most delicious food he had ever eaten in his life, a spicy little Cajun dish that forced a moan from him with each bite. Even with all the bullshit reasons he was sent here, he was actually enjoying himself right now, even if his joy only lasted for the duration of his meal, he was still oddly content. It was almost worth it, just to have discovered these mouth watering dishes.

Regardless of his bitch of a boss's reasons for sending him, she had no idea just what a treasure she had sent him to, how could she, a chef with cooking skills like this hadn't been discovered in a LONG time! He was going to run with this, he was going to speak to the chef, fill her head with visions of fame and wealth, than he would get an exclusive with her. He might not get that star reporter title again, but he was guaranteed excellent jobs with the top cooking magazines once they found out he had discovered one the best chefs in history. This girl was headed to the top of the 'food-chain' with her diverse and delicious menu and he was damn sure going to grab those apron tails and drag along for the ride!

***

Aries had once again tried to stay away and failed. He tried to out reason his own reason for staying away from the restaurant, with why he should go there early. He tried to make it make sense, telling himself on one hand; he was being paranoid, but on the other hand; he was not being paranoid enough. In the end his strange, cleverly created reasoning won over his logical reasoning, so he went to the restaurant hours before closing time. Mimi was thrilled of course; she immediately took him into the office and showed him her 'oral' appreciation. Jack sat in his chair, Mimi on her knees before him, sucking him into frenzy, and all because he surprised her with an early visit and a daisy that he had picked from their front yard.

All his reasoning and re-reasoning was lost to him at that point; regardless of the repercussions, he was coming to visit her early everyday from now on!

***

Rip Howard sat at his table working on his second meal as he watched the tall man with the shaved head walk through the restaurant door. There was something very familiar about him, regardless of the thick beard and moustache that covered half of his face or the glasses covering the rest. Rip looked around for the restroom sign, happy to see it was so close to the kitchen the man had just walked in, Rip needed a closer look, just to be absolutely sure!

He walked towards the bathroom when a pretty red headed waitress stopped him asking him if he needed any help. Always on his toes, he asked her about their desserts, looking into the kitchen as she read off a list. He focused in on the man, picturing him with hair on his bald head and what he looked like under the glasses.