Lucky Man Ch. 01

She held it up in her hands and looked at it like she was buying a cucumber. "It's a little bigger than this," she said.

Marie was staring at her open-mouthed. "Your husband is THAT big?"

"That's big?" Kelly asked.

"Honey, you have no idea what a lucky girl you are!"

Kelly handed Marie the fake penis and shrugged. "Well, I knew he was big, but I didn't think he was above average."

"Sweetie, this is at least 8 inches. Most men would kill to be this big."

"Really?"

Marie chuckled and shook her head. "The things I could do with this baby," she said with a smile.

"Hey..." Kelly warned.

Marie giggled and held up the dildo. "Okay, so the first thing to know about giving a blowjob is that it's named the exact opposite of what you're supposed to do."

Kelly nodded. "Then why is it called a blowjob?"

Marie shook her head. "I have no idea, but it should be called a suck job. I guess blowjob sounds better. It probably has something to do with the way we look doing it. Now, would you like to Google the answer or can we get on to the cock sucking lessons."

She held the dildo up and offered it to Kelly.

Kelly took it hesitantly and looked expectantly at her. "What do you want me to do with it?"

"Well, show me your technique so I can help you," she replied.

"What? No! I was just looking for some pointers!"

"Kelly..." Marie sighed.

"Marie, I'm not going to stick something that's been in you in my mouth!"

"Oh Kelly stop, I washed it and besides, how do you expect me to know what you're doing wrong?"

Kelly sighed and shook her head.

"I can't help you if you won't let me," Marie said eventually.

Kelly shook her head. "Why don't you just show me how you do it."

Marie shrugged and put the dildo to her lips.

"Well, first you have to cover your teeth with your lips."

Kelly nodded. "I know that much."

"No man wants to have bite marks on his dick, at least Duncan probably doesn't."

"Wait, there are men that like to have their dicks bitten?" Kelly asked.

Marie shrugged. "I wouldn't say bitten, but a rough blowjob can involve teeth. No, actually I take that back, there are some men that enjoy a good bite. The penis itself is pretty tough, it's the balls that are the sensitive area."

Kelly shook her head in disbelief.

"Like I was saying, cover your teeth with your lips, like so." She showed Kelly what she was talking about, making an O with her lips and hiding her teeth. "Next, don't be afraid to be nice and sloppy."

Kelly nodded and watched as her friend brought the dildo to her lips and pushed it inside and then pulled it out, her lips making a soft popping sound.

"You see how I was sucking and not blowing?"

She nodded again and watched as her friend pushed the dildo in again.

"I mean, it's pretty easy to give a blowjob, but difficult to give one really well. The next step is to focus on the main part. Most men are very sensitive at the tip. The shaft feels good too, but the tip is where most of the nerve endings are. You can also do what's called a head job and just suck on the tip, using your hand to stroke the rest of his cock."

She demonstrated, leaving her lips perched on the end of the dildo and her other hand moving back and forth along the length.

"See?" she asked, pulling it from her mouth.

Kelly nodded.

"Once you get this down, we can move to harder topics like deep-throating."

"Well Marie, I'm not going to be entering any contests, I just want to be able to pleasure my husband."

Marie nodded. "I know honey, but there's few things that give a man more pleasure than a girl that can deep-throat, especially if your husband is packing the meat you claim he is."

Kelly rolled her eyes.

"Okay," Marie said, offering her the dildo after she wiped it off on a towel. "Lets see what you got."

Sighing, Kelly reluctantly took the offered toy and looked at it. "I told you he was a little bigger than this, by the way."

Marie smiled. "Like I said, you're a very lucky woman."

Kelly rolled it around her hand for a second and then lifted it up to her face, but she saw Marie staring at her and blushed.

"Honey, I thought red-headed girls were supposed to be wild. Close your eyes if you're getting embarrassed."

Kelly liked that idea and shut her eyelids. She rolled the dildo around in her hands a little and then brought it up to her lips. Gently she opened her mouth and pushed the tip in.

"Okay, now suck gently."

She did so and felt the dildo go deeper. She popped it out of her mouth and opened her eyes.

"Like that?"

Marie nodded. "Yeah, you just need to practice more, and remember to keep sucking."

"Well, I don't want to hurt him."

"You won't hurt him, trust me," Marie told her. "You can suck as hard as possible and he'd probably enjoy it."

"Really?" Kelly asked.

"Mmhmm," Marie nodded. "Now try again."

Kelly closed her eyes and pushed the dildo into her mouth.

"Now go a little bit deeper," she heard Marie say.

Kelly continued to suck, and pushed the device deeper but got carried away and began to cough, spitting the dildo out and turning red.

"Like I said, honey, you're going to need to practice. Why don't you take that one with you?"

"I don't know, Marie. I don't want to have to hide this from Duncan. I'll come over another day and practice here. I'll work with what I know on him."

"You know, I could always come and just show you how to suck his dick for you," Marie said with a playful smile.

Kelly shook her head. "I think this will work just fine, Marie," and shoved the dildo in her purse.

Marie shrugged, "Just throwing that out there. I'll see you tomorrow, girl."

Kelly nodded and stood. "Have fun with all your friends here," she said as she glanced down at the impressive array of dildos.

Marie smiled and hugged her. "Call me if you have any questions."

*****

Duncan pulled in just as his wife was getting out of her car. "Hey good lookin'. How was Marie?"

Kelly smiled and wrapped her arms around him, her warmth feeling soothing in the cool air.

"She was fine and says I'm a lucky woman."

He let her down and kissed her softly, but then turned and went to unlock the front door. She followed behind and helped him out of his coat.

"How was your day?" she asked.

He chuckled. "We stopped and had a drink at the bar and the guys tried to embarrass me with a waitress."

"Oh yeah?" she asked turning and raising an eyebrow. "Do I need to act jealous and suspicious the next time I see them?"

He chuckled and put up his coat, turning and taking hers from her. They headed into the kitchen.

"Are you hungry?" she asked quickly, before he started his story.

"How about some sandwiches?" he said, heading to the fridge.

"Sounds good to me," she replied, heading to the cabinet to get some paper plates.

He got the lunch meat, condiments and cheese out and began making a few sandwiches.

"Well, we were just drinking and telling guy stories. This young waitress came by and dropped off a few more drinks, and so Mark tries to get me to look at her ass. I laughed it off, of course, but the guys saw me get nervous and proceeded to rib me a little. The waitress came to my rescue though, and told them that we couldn't handle her."

"Aww, that poor girl," Kelly said smiling.

"I know. I apologized to her a little later but she told me not to worry about it.,"

"Is that who left the lipstick on your cheek?"

Duncan's eyes went wide and he began to wipe his cheek, causing Kelly to burst out laughing. He felt his heart beat faster.

"Honey, stop, it's okay."

He shook his head. "She just kissed me on the cheek when she told me not to worry about apologizing."

"I know, honey, I know. I'm just teasing you."

He shook his head then and breathed a little easier. "You're too good at that." He put her sandwich on a plate and pushed it towards her.

"Did you spit in it?" she asked, lifting the top piece of bread.

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I can if you want me to."

She chuckled at him. "So what else did this waitress do?"

He sighed. "She gave me a hand job, right there in the bar. It was amazing."

"Wow, did you tip her extra?" she asked him, taking a bite of her sandwich.

"Nope, she was so impressed with me that she paid me," he said with a grin, biting into his own sandwich and taking a seat at the bar next to her.

"Hur hur," she said mockingly and crossed her eyes at him.

He chuckled. "No, she thanked me and called me sexy, and kissed me on the cheek. Then she told the guys that they'd be breaking the guy code if they told on me."

"Guy code?"

He shrugged. "You can't tell on your guy friends to their wives."

She nodded. "That doesn't sound good for the wife."

"Well, I know one wife that doesn't have to worry about that."

He took a bite of his sandwich and glanced over. "So what did you and that hussy Marie get up to today?"

Kelly blushed and shook her head. "Just finish your sandwich, I'll save that for later."

He glanced over at her, surprise on his face.

She just smiled and shook her head. "Eat first."

A few minutes of silence passed.

"Sweetie," she told him, finally breaking the quiet. "I don't want you to think that you have to be worried that I think you'll cheat on me."

He glanced over and cocked his head in curiosity. "I know you get hit on," she continued. "It's only natural, you're a handsome hunk of man."

He chuckled and took another bite of sandwich.

"I just don't want you to think I don't trust you."

He swallowed his food and nodded. "I just don't have anything that I ever want to hide from you. But I also want you to do the same. I know you get hit on. It's okay for you to tell me about it. I'm not going to get jealous. I know you aren't going to stray."

She shrugged. "Oh honey, most of the time I don't even notice until someone else says something, like Marie, or until later."

She stood tossed both of their plates in the trash.

"Let's go watch some TV," she said.

A few hours later, she was snoozing lightly on the couch. She was a tiny thing, just over five feet tall and just the right about of sexy thin that he loved so much. He stood and leaned over, lifting her up easily and heading toward their bedroom.

She lifted her head and smiled. "My big strong man," she said sleepily.

He smiled and nudged the door to their bedroom open. She fell easily into bed, wrapping the sheets around her, but holding them open for him.

"I'll be right back, gonna lock up."

She nodded and wrapped the sheet back around her.

Duncan quickly went back and locked the doors and headed back to bed, dropping his clothes and jumping into bed. She'd already taken hers off and wrapped herself up against him as soon as he hit the sheets.

"Mmm," she sighed softly.

He inhaled deeply and smiled in the darkness.

"So would you like to know what I was doing over at Marie's?"

He shrugged. "I was more interested in making love to you, but that can wait I guess."

She smiled and turned into him, her lips meeting his as a soft moan escaped her lips. "I love you so much," she whispered, her hand straying below the sheets. He felt her soft fingers brush against his manhood and then encircle it.

He moaned softly and was erect in moments.

She slid atop him, her breasts pushing up against his chest. She reached down to his crotch again and guided him in, sliding quietly down on him as she moaned in pleasure.

"God I love you," he said, his hands finding both her hips and pulling her down on him. She slid up and then down again, quickly working her way to an orgasm. He felt his own orgasm building and began pulling at her hips more forcefully, finally erupting inside of her as she softly kissed his lips and ran her hands up to his cheeks.

"That's it, baby," she said, "that's it, fill me up."

He groaned and shot deeply into her, his cock all the way inside.

She kissed him a few more times, and then slid off, both of them falling asleep quickly.

*****

He awoke the next morning and rolled over, but Kelly wasn't there. He heard the sound of the shower then and stretched his muscles. Yawning, he sat up in bed and smiled as Kelly came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her chest and another on her head.

"Morning," he muttered.

"Morning love," she smiled, heading to her dresser to get some underwear. He loved to watch her move in the morning. He always secretly wished that her towel would fall off, but it never did. There was something magical about the cleft between her breasts where she always tucked the end of the towel.

He stood then and came up behind her and ran his hands up her waist, cupping both of her breasts. She giggled and wiggled away from him. He kissed her on the neck then and headed to the shower.

After his shower, he got dressed and headed to the kitchen. Kelly had his cup of coffee ready for him and was drinking her juice. He leaned over and kissed her as he took his coffee in hand.

"What's on your agenda today?"

She shrugged. "Probably just a lot of office work. You?"

He shrugged. "Same old, same old."

She glanced up at him. "About yesterday, Marie was just helping me with something. It's a surprise for you."

He nodded. "You're not gonna tell me what it is, are you."

"It wouldn't be a surprise if I did," she giggled.

He shook his head and headed to the door. "Have a good day babe," he said.

"You too," she called.

Duncan drove to work thinking back on the sex they'd had last night. He loved how soft her skin was, how it felt when she ran it along his body. She always smelled good, too. He didn't think it could get any better.

"Hey man! Why'd you leave so early?" Mark called as he hopped out of his truck in the parking garage.

"Well, I have a wife that I wanted to get home to," he answered, shutting his door and locking it behind him.

They headed for the elevator together. He felt Mark looking at him. "You know we were just fucking with you right?"

"I know man. I really just had to get home. Kelly was waiting on me."

"Okay, okay. I'm just making sure you didn't leave because we were messing with you."

Duncan nodded. "Nah, it's no problem. I know you guys like to mess with the married guy."

Mark laughed and rummaged around in his jacket for a second. "Here," he said.

Duncan looked over at him. He was offering him a piece of paper.

"What's this?" he asked. He took the paper and peered down at it.

"The waitress from last night. She was a little down when you left. I offered to try and turn her frown upside down. So she takes out a piece of paper and writes her number down and hands it to me."

Duncan nodded. "Nice. Did you go home with her?"

"Nope, but get this, she turns and says to me, 'It's for your friend, the married one that left.' "

Duncan turned and looked at Mark with a surprised look on his face.

"So anyways, I told her I'd give it to you, but that you wouldn't call."

Duncan chuckled and put the number in his pocket, promptly forgetting about it. "Well, you're right about not calling. Kelly will get a kick out of it though." They entered the building then and hit the button to their floor in the elevator.

"If it were any other guy, I'd tell them to just go fuck the girl, but I've seen your wife, and I wouldn't cheat on her either."

Duncan shook his head. "What about you man? You still with..." he paused, not remembering the girl's name.

"Becky? Yeah, I'm still nailing her. We're not together, though."

"Good old friends-with-benefits," Duncan said.

Mark just smiled as the doors to the elevator opened on their floor.

As they came to Duncan's office, Mark saw that the desk sitting out front was still empty and glanced over at him. "You still don't have a secretary after Joan left?"

He shrugged in response. "They said she was starting yesterday," he sighed.

"Lunch at Marco's?" Mark asked.

"Sure," Duncan replied as he entered his office. He sat at his desk and began to sift through paperwork and go through emails. He was truly hoping for a half-decent secretary this time. He seemed to be cursed. The last lady could barely type, but she was a very sweet woman. All of his past couple of secretaries had been inept. He was a nice guy, but he eventually had to let them all go. He'd been hoping that the newest girl wasn't completely useless. The mounting pile of paperwork on his desk wasn't going to get any smaller until a new girl got there.

A few hours later, he looked up as he heard a knock at the door.

"Mr. Thomas?" came a feminine voice from the door.

He looked up and was momentarily taken aback. There in the doorway stood nearly the spitting image of his own wife. She was barely five feet tall and very pretty. He could tell that her red hair was long even though it was put up in a bun to keep it off her face. She had green eyes, perky breasts and even smiled a crooked smile like his wife did. There was enough of a difference, however, that he knew it wasn't her playing some weird joke.

"Hi," he said, standing and reaching out to shake her offered hand.

"Hi, I'm your new secretary, Kara Scofield."

He smiled genuinely at her. "Nice to meet you. Call me Duncan, Mr. Thomas makes me look around for my father."

He ushered her into his office.

"So why don't you tell me what you expect of me, and then we can start cleaning this pile of work on your desk."

He nodded as he sat in his chair. "Well, first and foremost, can you type?"

She looked at him curiously for a long moment. "Of course I can. I assume your last secretary lacked those particular skills?"

Duncan laughed. "Well, technically she could type, but it wasn't anything to brag about."

She smiled and nodded. "Yes, I can type just fine."

He caught himself staring at her again. She coughed and smiled nervously. "I'm sorry," he said. "It's just that you look an awful lot like my wife."

She looked at him doubtfully.

"I'm serious. Here," he said, turning a picture frame around on his desk.

She took it from the desk and looked, her eyes growing wider.

"Wow," she said.

"I know!" he replied.

"We could almost be sisters!"

He laughed at that. "Well, as far as I know, she doesn't have any long-lost sisters."

She smiled. "Wow, that's crazy. You'll have to introduce me to her."

He nodded.

"Okay, so beyond typing, what else can I do for you?"

He smiled. "I think you are going to work out just fine," he said.

*****

"So have you been practicing?"

Kelly rolled her eyes and didn't look up from her desk. "No, I haven't been. It's only been like half a day since you gave me the darn thing."

Marie smiled and leaned over. "Is he looking?"

Kelly glanced around her and saw that Mr. Deekins, the man in the office opposite of her desk was indeed looking intently at Marie's backside.

"Yes," she said.

Marie giggled.

"You're so bad, Marie. What would your husband think?"

"Oh, he wouldn't mind someone else getting a gander at me," Marie replied.

"Somehow I don't think you're kidding."

"Of course I'm not kidding." Marie purposefully knocked a pen onto the floor and bent over, keeping her knees straight to pick it up.

"Marie! Stop that!" Kelly said.

Marie giggled when she stood up. "I bet he's full mast right now," she said.

"Oh my god," Kelly said, blushing for her. "Go back to your desk, you tramp."

Turning, she headed back across the room to her desk.

Kelly tried to go back to her work, but she got a message on her cell from Marie.

"He is!"

Kelly sighed and tossed her phone into her purse.

"Kelly, do you have the Markinson account ready?" Mr. Sellers, her boss, asked as he peeked out his door.

She nodded and stood, bending over slightly to get the file from the filing cabinet beside her desk. She turned and followed him in the office as he sat back at his desk. They went over a few things on the file, and she took some notes for things he needed her to do.