Lucky Pt. 02 Ep. 02

Cheryl returned her laugh with one of her own before carrying three glasses into the living room. Lois followed her and they all sat down. Lois sat down across from Lucky with her back to the foot of the couch as Cheryl sat herself down next to him.

Lois's eyes locked onto his once more as her smile grew in that same strange way. He couldn't tell if her smile was dangerous or if he was just reading too much into it. After all not every woman in the world hated men. Maybe she was just one of the rare ones.

"Well?" Cheryl said as she started placing different foods from each plate onto the one of her own.

Lois looked from Lucky to Cheryl with a face of curiosity. It almost looked like he felt when he had been caught doing something that he shouldn't have.

"Spread the gossip," Cheryl laughed as she stabbed her fork into some beef and held it up to her mouth.

"Right," Lois said with what sounded like relief in her voice.

Lois began talking about different women in the apartment. Some woman on the 19'th floor apparently stole thousands of dollars from a bank that she had worked at, but other than that the rest of the rumors meant nothing to him so he just listened and tried to focus on whatever they were talking about just in case a question was thrown his way.

Cheryl had drunk more than you capable glass of wine and he could tell that her speech was becoming more and more slurred as sips turned to gulps. She tried to stand up to head to the bathroom at one point but just fell over on her side and laughed instead. Lois, who had drunk a bit much for her size as well, was enjoying the show.

Cheryl had been telling some kind of story about back home when her speech trailed off and abruptly ended. Lucky looked over to find her leaned over with her head hanging down as she snored. The sight of sweet Cheryl in such a position caused him to laugh without thinking. He stopped in shock of himself and looked up at Lois, who seemed to be sharing his mirth at the situation.

"I better carry her to bed," he said before standing up with her in his arms.

She mumbled through her snores as he gently laid her down on the bed and pulled the comforter over her and up to her neck. She rolled over to her side and threw her arm over her head. She would be out cold for the rest of the night, he thought.

With one last laugh from him, Lucky stepped out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him to see that Lois was still sitting with her back against the foot of the couch and looking at him over her glass of wine as she took another sip.

"She okay?" She asked as she sat her glass down on the carpet next to her.

"She might have a slight headache in the morning," he answered with a smile. "But she'll be fine."

"Tell me about yourself Lucky," she said in a light voice as if she were talking to a woman. "What makes Lucky lucky?"

Taken aback by the question, Lucky pulled at his brain for a proper answer. Women didn't care about what made a man who he was. Men weren't supposed to be anything but a servant for his owner. That wasn't something that a man was encouraged to think about normally. Cheryl had been very kind to him as she allowed and even pushed him toward an individual identity, but he still found it to be a difficult question to answer in a casual discussion.

"Really now, please go on," Lois teased with a slight smile that just stopped short of meeting her eyes.

"Sorry," Lucky offered as he sat down at his spot on the floor across from her. "I like to read."

"Really?" Lois said with wide eyes. "You know how to read?"

"Cheryl taught me," he admitted with a shrug. Teaching a man to read was something of a taboo but not exactly illegal so he didn't feel too frightened to admit such a talent.

"Is Cheryl a good master?" Lois asked as her smile lowered ever so slightly.

"She's amazing," he answered honestly. Cheryl had been one of the best things to have ever happened to him.

"That's good to hear," Lois said as she held her glass to her lips again. Before turning it up to receive the liquid on her lips she added. "What is your job?"

"Sexual pleasure," he answered honestly. He hated the term "sex slave" and "sex worker" was something that brought back memories of Vicki so he learned to adjust the title.

Lois made a gulping sound as she coughed once and set the now empty glass next to her. She ran the back of her hand over her lips to wipe off the wine as she eyed him for a moment before speaking once again.

"I don't own a man," she said as she cleared her throat and gave a few heavy blinks as she seemed to blink her intoxication away. "I've always wondered what that was like, but never wanted to support the system."

"What system?" Lucky asked curiously.

"You know," she said as her voice slurred slightly. "Men being property."

"You would have it another way?" He asked as his eyes narrowed a bit out of caution.

"Yes. Well no," she looked at him with her own confusion painted across her face. "I don't know."

Not a member of the organization then, Lucky let out an inner sigh of relief.

"Are you any good?" She asked, moving from the topic of property.

"Cheryl thinks so," he answered honestly. Cheryl was addicted to his sex. She hardly ever let a day go by without some.

"Maybe it's because I'm drunk," Lois said as she bent over and reached her hands under her long skirt. "But fuck it."

"Sorry?" Lucky asked as he watched Lois shift her hips and pull her brown silk panties around her knees and off one ankle until they hung on one foot.

Lois crawled over the floor, smashing one knee into a plate, which sent the plate scooting a few inches across the floor while some rice and sauce stuck to her knee as she continued to crawl. He could smell the wine on her breath as she opened her lips and pressed her face to his. Her tongue pushed in between his lips and danced in his mouth.

He could feel her fingers work the button of his pants and before long he felt the release of pressure from the waist.

Maybe the wine had hit him harder than he initially thought or maybe he just couldn't resist the sexual tension of wanting the woman more than he wanted to admit it, but the reason for not resisting didn't matter at that point. He wanted the woman and he would have her.

He felt her warm fingers reach within his underwear and slide over his erection. She let out a moan against his lips as his pre-cum slid along them. She pressed her free hand against his chest and pushed him with his back to the floor, never removing her mouth from his. He breathed heavily through his nose as the pressure of her hips against his crotch left him with a foreshadowing of what was to come.

She finally pulled her head from his and smiled as she slid down his body, stopping at his waist. Her fingers wrapped around both sides of the waist of his pants as she pulled them and his underwear down to his knees, causing his erect penis to bounce out to freedom and smack against his lower stomach.

She kept her eyes on his as she lowered her head and pressed her lips to the back of his cock to give it a little kiss. She kissed her way up the shaft until her lips touched the head. Her eyes slightly closed as she took the head into her mouth and twisted her tongue around to taste him.

For a slight moment, he was disappointed as she lifted her head and crawled back up his body again, but the disappointment was over just as quickly as it entered when she straddled her legs over his hips and he felt her fingers guide his cock in straight up as she sat down on him.

A long and soft moan hissed from her lips as he felt her entire womb surround him. She was hot and wet, her heartbeat throbbed around him as she shifted her hips back and forth for a moment.

Her bronze skin seemed to absorb the candlelight, but that didn't stop the small beads of sweat to reflect the flickering as she slowly grinding her hips against him. He stared at her in amazement of her beauty as he felt her insides wash over him.

"Please don't tell," she whispered and at first he wasn't sure she was even talking to him until she opened her eyes and looked down to him.

The expression on her face was one of worry. Was she worried about him telling Cheryl? That was something new to him as well. Back home, the women that he had had sex with would mostly just resort to threats immediately.

He smiled up at her before nodding. That seemed to be enough to satisfy her and she went back to focusing on her hips movements again.

The grinding picked up pace as she whispered moans grew almost loud enough to be considered something other than a whisper. He could feel her pussy tighten around him as she climaxed, falling against his chest and jerking slightly.

"That was good," she whispered through heavy breaths as her body stopped jerking. He could feel her insides stop pulsating and knew that her orgasm had finished.

She looked up at him and smiled again once her climax had finished in its entirety.

"Let's finish you off," she whispered as she rose up until his dick slapped out of her, making a sharp slapping sound as it sprang to his stomach.

She held her eyes to the bedroom door as if she were afraid that Cheryl would walk out at any moment until her chin pushed against his cock. She lifted her head and studied his girth for a moment while lightly stroking it between her fingers and thumb.

"Warn me okay?" She said before pressed her open lips to the back of his cock, just below the head. He nodded and she looked back down.

He could hear the sounds of wet smacks as Lois took him in her mouth and slid her lips down until he felt the wall of her throat press against him. She gave a slight gagging sound before raising her head back until her lips covered only his helmet. She slid her mouth back down again, but this time he could feel her tongue pressing against the back of him all the way down. As she lifted back up, he could feel the tip of her tongue jabbing and drag across him until she stopped at the end once more.

She looked up at him and curved her lips into a smile as she let him drop from her mouth once more and worked her tongue down to the base of his shaft. He closed his eyes to the feeling of her tongue running down his balls as her hand gripped tightly around his cock and gave some jerks.

She lifted her head up as her hand worked his shaft hard and quickly. She teased the tip with her tongue, flicking it over the hole and tasting more pre-cum as it oozed out. He could feel his balls tighten and his cock swell and knew that the time was soon. He could feel the climax as the muscles in his dick began to pulsate.

"I'm going to cum," he groaned in something slightly louder than a whisper.

Lois looked back to the bedroom door as she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. Her eyes shot from the door to his eyes as he blasted his first shot of cum into her mouth though. Her thoughts solely on him while her mouth filled up with his sperm.

He could tell that she was working hard to swallow as much as she could, but access cum began to run down her bottom lip and down her chin. Her eyes never left his.

Once she had sucked up the last drop of him, she sat up and grabbed a handful of napkins from the Chinese restaurant to wipe her face off. She slid her panties back on as he pulled his pants back up and refastened the button. They worked at cleaning the living room without so much as a whisper.

Lucky was beginning to think that Lois had sobered up and instantly regretted her decision, but once she had finished cleaning the last dish she looked at him and smiled.

"Thanks," she whispered as she leaned against the sink with her hands pressed on the counters on either side. 'I needed that."

"Thank you," Lucky said in return as he looked to the bedroom door. He knew that Cheryl would sleep the night away, but couldn't help but to worry about her walking out to find them standing in the dark together. As if that were the thing to worry about.

"Well," Lois started as she followed his eyes to the door. "I guess I better get going."

Lucky followed her to the door. She stopped as she slid her keycard across her door and turned back to look at him.

"I'm right across the hall here anytime you need something," she said with a smile. "Anything."

Lucky smiled back at her and watched until she had closed her door before closing his. He turned to make sure that they hadn't missed anything before stepping back into the bedroom.

Cheryl snored loudly in the bed and he could see that she had jerked her pants off at some point because one of her legs hung off of the bed with half her body out of the covers. Her hand was thrown over and rested on the nightstand as her body teetered balance between bed and the floor.

He smiled as he pushed her back to the bed and tucked the blanket under her to ensure that she would roll off onto the floor in her sleep.

A thousand wild thoughts ran through his head as he slid into the covers next to Cheryl, but one thought stuck out louder than any other.

He needed to pick up some more wine.