Lucky - The Sex Worker

Part XIV

On That Stormy Night

Lucky awoke to the sounds of heavy rain pouring down outside. The wind blew and he could hear the faint sound of thunder as a storm approached. He looked down to see Addison’s legs were lying across his lap as she was curled up on her side beside him.

He smiled as he watched her sleep. She was beautiful even in her sleep. She looked cold though, considering she was completely in the nude still. He placed his hand on the side of her hip and rubbed her gently. She squirmed a bit before settling to a stop once more. He looked at her back. The long scar stretched from her lower back in a diagonal line toward her shoulder blade where it stopped.

He couldn’t imagine what she had been through with that murderer that had harmed her in that way, but he respected her for her strength to carry on in her profession despite knowing the hardships that could follow.

She grunted softly as he lifted her legs up enough to stand up and grab a small blanket that was draped over the back of the loveseat. He unfolded the blanket and spread it over her body. She rolled over on her other side and curled inside the warmth.

He shivered. He was cold too. He looked down as he wiped the sleep from his eyes and noticed that he was naked as well. His need to use the restroom was more important than his desire to put his own clothes back on and so he explored the back of the small cabin. It had two doors. He wasn’t sure which door led to the bathroom but figured one was to a bedroom and the other to the room he was searching so it wouldn’t be any harm to just open one and hope for the best.

He opened the door to the left since that was the one that Addison had slipped into earlier to get the washcloth and sure enough, there was a bathroom on the other side of the door. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Once he was finished emptying his bladder, a loud clap of thunder startled him. He exited the bathroom and looked to see if it had woken the woman. All he could see was a lump on the couch as she had buried herself in the blanket completely. She was out cold.

He opened the other door, thinking he would carry her into her room and lay her in a bed so she wouldn’t wake sore from sleeping on such a small couch in the morning. Her room was almost too dark to make anything out, but he saw the bed. It wasn’t as large as Cheryl’s but it would be large enough for him to share it with the detective if he decided to carry her in there.

A flash of lightning lit up the room and for a brief second, before the light temporarily blinded him, he seen a shadowy figure of a woman standing in the corner. His heart began pounding. He rushed into the room with as much speed as he could muster as his eyesight was still returning.

He could see the shadowy outline of a woman as he slammed his body into her, wrapped his arms around her and jumped backwards with her in his grasp. He heard her yelp as his back bounced off of Addison’s bed. The woman struggled, but he held on tightly.

“Who are you?” He demanded as he struggled to keep her from wiggling out of his arms. “What do you want?”

“Lucky it’s me,” he heard a familiar voice cry out. “Terra.”

He instantly let go of the woman as she sprang up from the bed, landing on her feet in the middle of the room. Just then another flash of lightning lit the room up and he could see Terra staring at him with her hands on her hips.

“Terra,” he called as he sat up at the end of the bed. “So much is happening! I don’t know if I can do this. People are dying!”

“Cheryl will be fine,” she told him in a calm tone. “You have to do this. You are the only hope we have left.”

“I don’t want to be responsible for this,” he explained as he seen her shadow walk toward him. “I don’t want to be the cause of all this negativity.”

Her shadowed form bent down and it looked like she was pulling her pants down. She got on the bed on her knees, straddling his lap and bent down as she pushed him on his back. He could feel her sweet breath wash against his ear as she began to whisper.

“Did you think things would go smoothly without a little bloodshed?” She started nibbling on his earlobe, bringing goosebumps up his arms as his erection began to grow. “Nothing ever worth doing has been done in peace.”

“I don’t want it,” he whispered back as she moved her mouth down the side of his neck. Thunder rolled from somewhere close outside. “It’s too much to rest on just me.”

“Hush,” she whispered. He could feel the warmth of her wet pussy press down on the back of his cock. He placed his hands on her lower back and gently rubbed his hands up as he pulled her shirt up over her head.

Another flash of lightning lit her body up and he could see her perky breasts in his face before she lowered her head back down to his neck. She slid her tongue up to his ear again and moaned another whisper as her hips swayed back gently so that he could feel her wet slit on his cock.

“I know it’s difficult Lucky,” she moaned as he felt her fingers lift his cock up and press it against her cunt. “I hate that it has to be you, but it does have to be you.” She cried softly as she filled herself with his meet.

He pressed his hands firmly to her back as she started grinding her hips around, feeling him inside of her. He could feel the passion in her movements. He could feel that she meant it. He lied as still as he could as she worked herself on him. He could feel her love.

“I’m really proud of you,” she moaned in his ear as her cunt tightened around his cock. “You are the perfect man.” He felt her pussy close around him and began to pulsate as she orgasmed.

He would be able to last much longer and, in truth, didn’t want to. She continued to ride him as he felt her true concern and love flow through him. She really did care. Maybe it was for the best. Who was he to make such an important decision by himself anyway?

His dick swelled and he knew it was time.

“Cum on baby,” she cried as her hips bounced on him. “Give it to me!”

Another strike of lightning flashed and he could see her face stuck with a smile as her eyes were narrow. What was she smiling about? It didn’t look like a smile from passion like he was used to. It looked like a smile of accomplishment. Was she using the same science on him that she had given him to perform on other women? Was she somehow linked to making him do what she wanted? Was he just a puppet to her?

He grabbed her hips and tried to throw her off of him, but it was no use. Her hold was too strong on his psyche. She giggled as he could feel his balls tighten. There was nothing that he could do. He was powerless and would soon explode inside of her, strengthening his bond to her goals.

He threw his head back as he couldn’t stand to fight it much longer. Was this it?

“Get the fuck off of him,” he heard Addison shout from the doorway. “You have three seconds or I’ll shoot!”

Terra stood up, sliding off of his throbbing cock, and stepped back to the middle of the floor. Lucky looked down his body to see Terra lit up by a flashlight that Addison was shining on her. The terrorist looked frightened as her hands remained in the air.

“Is this Terra?” Addison asked as she stepped in front of Lucky still in the nude, but holding her flashlight and a piston crossed in front of her.

“Yes,” he admitted as he finally felt enough strength to set up on the bed as he tried to shake the dizziness from his head.

“I’ve been thinking about your story lately,” Addison explained, not taking her aim from the woman. “It didn’t make sense that you would jump into something so dangerous as blindly as you did. At first, I thought it was just your personality, but the more I learned of you the more uncharacteristic that seemed.”

Lucky tried to stand up but fell back on the bed and reached his hands out to try and catch himself, slapping Addison’s ass by mistake. She didn’t seem to mind, for she just continued with her explanation.

“Terra’s organization is well known as one that will stop at nothing to reach their end goal. Freeing men isn’t that goal by the way. Their end goal is to claim complete ownership of men and distribute them as slaves for a marked up price.” Addison kicked Terra in the stomach, causing the woman to slump over onto her knees on the floor and cough. “There’s handcuffs in that leather bag next to my bed Lucy. Grab them for me will you?”

Lucky looked over and found the leather bag she was talking about. He opened it up to find another pistol, a badge and the handcuffs at the bottom. He pulled them out and stood up next to her as she bent down and pushed Terra on her stomach. She took the cuffs from him and clamped one down on Terra’s wrist before pulling her other hand behind her back and clamped the other.

“Crawl backward to the corner,” Addison ordered Terra, which Terra did as ordered.

Lucky felt the urge to free the woman rise within him. This wasn’t right. Terra couldn’t be the person that Addison claimed her to be. He had memories of first seeing her just outside the water tank. Terra cared for him. He scanned Addison’s body as she stood firmly with her gun and light shining on his Terra.

His Terra?

She must have had a hold on him stronger than he thought. He felt the urge growing to free her. He wanted to knock the gun from the detective’s hand and uncuff his Terra. He walked over to Addison with determination as he glanced back to Terra, who was sitting on the floor with her hands bound behind her. Something stopped him from attacking Addison though. It was Terra’s expression.

She was smiling.

He turned to Addison, who gave glanced at him from the side of her eyes. He wasn’t sure if it would work, but he had to do something to shake Terra’s hold from his head. He stepped behind her and stretched his hand down back as he hooked his fingers under her and felt her pussy, causing a sound of shock to leave her mouth.

Terra’s eyes shot wide open.

This must be it!

“I need to cum inside of you,” he explained to a still shocked Addison. “I think it will get rid of the control for now.”

“No,” Terra shouted, before clamping her mouth shut.

“Okay,” Addison said after a few moments of deep thought. “Set back on the bed.”

He did as she asked and she started stepping backward with her legs spread and her gun and light still aimed at the dangerous woman in the corner. She hovered her ass over him as he grabbed his cock and aimed it in her pussy as she lowered herself on him. She moaned softly as his dick spread her pussy lips open and entered her womb.

He could feel his attachment for Terra start to slip away as he watched Addison’s back lift up and drop down as she rode his cock. He rubbed his hands up her back, feeling the rais of skin where her scar was. He admired her bravery and maybe that’s why the scar drew him to her so much.

He began lifting his hips up to slam his cock into her harder and faster than her actions were allowing. Her breathing quickened and her moans grew louder. The rain pounded down even harder than before as if to match the passion that was happening between them. She slowly lowered herself backward until her back was pressed against his chest and as he slammed his cock into her over and over again.

“I’m cumming,” she screamed as lightning lit the room up again and he exploded his juices into her. She quivered and shook as her pussy milked him for everything that he had. Moments went by as they lied there on their backs catching their breath until Addison shot straight up on the bed, keeping his dick inside of her.

“Dammit,” she shouted as she lifted off of him and ran toward the now open window.

He sat up and looked to see raindrops running down Addison’s naked chest and arms as she waved her flashlight outside.

“She got away,” she shouted as she started to crawl out the window. “She can’t get far with her hands cuffed behind her back and with no clothes.”

Lucky jumped up and followed Addison out the window. The rain was freezing as it smashed into his naked flesh. The night was too dark to make anything out and his eyesight was blurry from the constant running of water coming off of his hair. He looked around, but couldn’t find Addison or Terra.

“Addison,” he shouted as loudly as he could but wasn’t even able to hear his own voice over the pounding rain around him. He frantically looked around as he stumbled further into the forest. Another flash of lightning lit the area like it was daylight for a slight moment. It was enough of a moment for him to see Addison stumbling toward him from twenty yards away. It was enough of a moment for him to see that Terra was nowhere to be seen. It was enough of a moment to see that Addison had a facial expression of horror painted on her face.

He felt Addison’s wet and naked body slam into him, knocking them both down on the forest floor. He could feel a stick stab into his side, but it didn’t feel hard enough to have broken skin, just enough to leave a bruise.

“We have to get back inside now,” she shouted in his ear as a figure stepped over them. A silhouette of a tiny woman holding a long pistol stretched in view as she looked down on them. The figure raised her gun up and aimed it at the two on the ground before she bent down to get closer.

“Get inside now,” the mysterious woman shouted over the rain and thunder. He and Addison didn’t bother to ask a question, but merely stood up and pushed themselves against the frigid wind as they made their way back to the window they had both came out of.

Lucky waited as Addison crawled back through the window before following after her. Once he was inside as well he looked up to see worry still painted on her face. She stepped back as she looked over his shoulder at the shadowy figure who was surely following close behind.

“What happened?” He asked as he began rubbing her shoulders. He was freezing and knew that meant that Addison had to be even worst off. “Who is that?”

“You know me better than she,” he heard a familiar voice call from the window. He turned to see a tiny Asian woman close the window behind her and shake her soaking wet black hair out of her face.

“It’s you,” he exclaimed as he noticed her to be the same assassin that he had met just earlier that day. “You are the one who shot Cheryl. Are you here to kill me now?”

“Cheryl isn’t dead,” the woman explained in her strange accent. “I never miss my target. I missed all of her organs. I did just what I needed to do.”

“She killed Terra,” Addison whispered to Lucky. “I saw it. She shot an unarmed woman in the head and left her there as she started chasing me down.”

“That’s right,” the assassin stated with pride. “I used that woman in the church to lure my target out. I knew that you were the key to it all. Once I…” she trailed off as her thoughts seemed to distract her for a second. “Once I felt you inside of me, I knew that you were the one that my target was connected to so I followed you and this woman here and waited.”

“Terra’s dead?” He questioned. He didn’t know what to feel. Terra was his only connection with reality for the longest time. She was the only one who knew who he really was. He would never know for sure who he was now. Was he created as Project Lucky or was he someone first that had been turned?

“You can both relax,” the Asian woman stated as she looked out the window at the pouring rain. “I have no interest in hurting either one of you. I just need to wait out the storm and then you’ll never see me again.

“Could you explain why Terra was your target at least?” Lucky asked desperately. “How much do you know? Who am I really? What is her organization? Is this all over? I don’t even know what to call you.”

The woman looked at Lucky and sympathy seemed to wash over her face. She slid her pistol in a holster that was strapped to her leg and snapped it closed around the back of the handle.

“Black Heron is my code name,” she revealed finally with a sigh. “I do not know of your origin. It did not matter to my mission to know. The people that my target belonged to have a heavy link to you. You are what will help them succeed or fail in their ultimate goal. I do not know how much they know about your location or existence. I do know that my target didn’t share information with them as often as they would like. I do not think that any of them know you are here or even close to a proximity of your location.”

He nodded his head. If that was the most information that she would give him then it would have to be enough. At least he could see it as over now. Only one thing remained in his thoughts.

“Did you kill Vicky?” He asked as he felt his body shiver from the cold.

“Vicky was an insider working for Terra,” Black Heron explained with a scowl. “My target approached her and fooled her with empty promises of leadership and wealth if she helped you out. In the end, I believe the red-haired woman regretted her decision. She had turned around to travel back to the party with a promise of telling you and Cheryl of my target’s plan. So my target killed her before she ever got there.”

“Your client,” Addison started to say something but was interrupted by the assassin.

“My client is information that I will not speak of,” she snapped as her hand seemed to instinctively twitched next to her pistol.

“It is the Chinese president isn’t it?” Addison finished just as much to herself as to anyone in the room.

“My client is of no interest to you,” Black Heron stated in a much calmer voice.

“Well if you’re not planning on harming us then please stay as long as you need to,” Addison finally declared as she relaxed her stance a bit. “I’m going to start a fire in the fireplace in the living room. Let’s all set next to it before we catch pneumonia.”

Addison turned and exited her bedroom, leaving Lucky and the Chinese assassin alone to stare each other down. The woman had a thin, but sure form and had the fiercest eyes he had ever seen before. Her shoulder length black hair had dried somewhat but her black one-piece suit shined from the moisture.

“Come on,” he suggested with a nod. “Let’s go dry off.”

The woman nodded in agreement as she glided past him and out the door of the room. He couldn’t help but look down at her firm and round ass as she swayed out of sight.

Addison already had the living room lit up as flames danced within the stone fireplace. Her bare skin seemed to glow orange as she leaned in close while sitting on her knees on the floor in front of it. Black Heron stopped to Addison’s side and bent down, balancing perfectly on her bent toes as she too felt the warmth of the fire.

Lucky neared the other side of Addison and sat down on his knees as the heat called to him as well. His shivering seemed to stop after a moment and the popping sounds of the wood in the fire along with the sounds of the rain still beating down hard outside sent him into a trance.

Vicky wasn’t such a lovely person after all. She was just going to sell him out for fortune. Maybe his “gift” wasn’t as great as Terra made it sound. He wasn’t causing women to fall in love with him after all. If that were true then what about Cheryl? Why did she admit to falling in love with him if it wasn’t his power? Did she really love him?

“You know you should take those wet clothes off,” Addison’s voice brought him out of his thoughts as he looked over to see her staring at the assassin, who was still in her soaking wet black suit.

“You are correct,” the Asian woman stated as she began running her fingers down her buttons from the top one by her collarbone to the last one which stopped just below her navel. She struggled to pull her suit off, which seemed to be sucking on her skin, but managed, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any undergarments.

As the assassin bent back down to feel the fire, Lucky couldn’t help but study her muscular stomach and her small but perky milky-white breasts. Her body was less curvy than Addison’s or even Cheryl’s body, which was skinnier than bustier, but something about her attracted him. Maybe it was her smooth and perfected movements with anything that she did. Just the way that she rested her entire body on balls of her feet. Maybe it was the sure way that her eyes seemed to fixate on anything in front of her. Maybe it was the danger that hid behind those movements.

He glanced at the Asian killer to see that Addison was looking down at his crotch. He followed her gaze and noticed that he had a massive erection. He didn’t even feel it growing! He must have been too lost in thought as he stared at the naked body of the foreign woman in front of him. The woman that he had just fucked up the ass earlier that same day.

Addison turned her head from him and leaned toward Black Heron to whisper something in her ear. The two women shared a laugh as Heron peered over Addison’s shoulder to gaze upon his cock before looking back at her again.

Lucky didn’t know what to do. Even though he had already had sex with both women in front of him, he still felt embarrassed by how much lack of control he had at that moment.

Addison leaned forward and pressed her lips to Heron’s lips. He watched as the assassin’s hands slid around the detective’s side and rubbed her back. He could hear the wet slapping noises as the two made out while lightly rubbing each other’s backs. Heron’s hands slid down to Addison’s ass and curved under causing her fingers to disappear.

Addison moaned in Heron’s mouth as Heron started fingering her. Lucky’s cock swelled even further as he watched. Heron seemed to notice as she turned her away to face him and pushed her down on her hands and knees.

He leaned back and rested on his elbows as he watched Addison lower her face down on his cock, taking him in her mouth as Heron’s face disappeared behind her ass. She moaned around his cock as he could hear Heron’s lips smacking against her pussy.

Her mouth felt so good as she started swallowing his dick before raising toward the tip just like earlier in the night. Heron’s sounds grew a bit faster, causing the moans around his cock to vibrate harder. He could feel his shaft grow but didn’t want it to end too quickly, so he pulled Addison’s head off of him and got up on his knees.

He crawled around until he was behind the Asian woman who, once noticing him, spun Addison over on her back and dove her mouth back into her pussy as she stuck her own ass in the air for him. He studied her ass for a moment. The red glow from the fire on her pale skin was enough to set him off. He gently rubbed his hands along her asscheeks, feeling the heat that her skin had been absorbing from the fire.

He lowered his face and shoved his tongue into her pussy, causing her to moan into Addison’s slit. He wrestled his tongue around in her cunt for a long while, enjoying the noises of both women moaning and whining. Eventually, he slid his tongue up from her pussy and across her asshole drawing another moan from her. He slid his tongue up, down and around her back hole for a while before raising his head back up and grabbing his cock.

She screamed into Addison’s pussy as he shoved his cock all the way into her cunt as hard as he could. Heron was a lot tighter than he imagined. He knew she felt tight earlier on the rafters, but assumed it was because of the position they were in. He could feel her pussy stretch and fight the width of his cock as he pushed and pulled himself inside of her. The moans and cries grew louder as he picked up his pace.

“I’m cumming,” Addison screamed as she closed her legs around Heron’s head.

Lucky pounded his cock into her as hard and fast as he could. He knew he wouldn’t last long. He knew he wouldn’t have to, for he could feel Heron’s womb suck at him as her muffled screams grew louder. Her hips exploded in action as she came on his cock. He didn’t slow his rhythm as he could feel his rod swell like a hose about to go off.

He didn’t want to leave sweet Addison out of this though so he pulled out of the Asian hitwoman and gently pushed her onto her back beside the other woman.

He mounted both women as his hand clamped down around his cock, aiming it at their faces. They lied on their backs with their mouths wide open, willing and desiring to catch as much as they could. He loosened his grip on his shaft a bit and shot the first long stream of his hot cum across Heron’s chest and over her open mouth and ending on her forehead. He then twisted his hips and shot his second stream across Addison’s cheek, with most landing in her mouth. Both women leaned up and pressed their lips to either side of his cock as he squeezed shot after shot out onto the sides of their faces and in their mouths as they shifted their heads back and forth to cover as much of themselves with his spunk as they could manage.

Once his last shot dropped out onto Addison’s breasts, Heron leaned forward and sucked the final drop of his cum out as he fell over on his side next to them as they began licking the access up from each others’ faces.

He fell asleep to the sounds of their smacking lips, the crackling fire, the pouring rain and the more distant sounding thunder.

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Part XV

Home is Where the Heart is?

Lucky awoke to an empty living room. He stretched out his stiff muscles on the floor before standing up to look out the window. It looked as if an angry storm had never been there. The bright rays of the sun were piercing down through the treetops just beyond the small yard. He smelled breakfast being cooked and turned toward the opposite end of the cabin to see Addison, dressed for the day, turning a skillet over in her hands as she attempted to not burn some eggs.

“Good morning,” she chimed with bright eyes and a smile. “Thought you’d never wake up. I’m making eggs and bacon for breakfast.”

“Sounds wonderful,” he said with a smile. “Do you need any help?”

“Not that I’m complaining,” she started with a giggle. “But you may want to put your clothes on before coming in here near a hot skillet.”

Lucky looked down to see that he was in the nude. He was still trying to shake the sleep from his head. He remembered the previous night like it was a dream. First Terra trying to seduce him, then Addison saving him. Then he remembered the assassin and what she had done. Where was she?

“Where’s Black Heron?” He asked, feeling completely ridiculous for saying the name. It sounded like some cheesy superhero.

“She was already gone when I woke up,” Addison claimed as she’d scooped a fried egg from her pan and onto a plate. “I checked for Terra, but our assassin friend cleaned any evidence up.”

“Well I’m glad it’s all over,” he said as he pulled his pants up and buttoned them. “All of it, you know?”

Addison turned toward him with a plate in each hand. She walked over to the small circular table and sat the plates down before returning to the refrigerator to retrieve a pitcher of orange juice. She poured two glasses out and set them on the table before setting down on one of the chairs and gesturing for Lucky to take the other seat.

“I know what you mean,” she finally said after taking a bite from her fork and making a funny face as if she didn’t approve of the taste. “But remember, there are more members of the organization and just because they don’t know where you are doesn’t mean they won’t be able to find you.”

“I know,” he admitted with a sigh. “But I can relax for the moment at least. I have time to make a plan and hopefully, no one else will get hurt because of me.”

“I hope so too,” Addison agreed as her face looked up at him with doubt.

He doubted it too. There was too much effort put into making him by the terrorist organization and he knew better than to think they were finished with him just because the head was cut off. There’s always a new head when it comes to people and their greed.

He took a bite of the eggs and had to hold back from spitting them out. He turned them over with his fork and could see that the bottom was black.

“I’m not exactly a good cook,” she stated with a shrug of defeat. “I tried though so that’s gotta count for something right?”

Lucky leaned over the table and kissed her. He sat back down and the two started laughing.

Weeks went by as Lucky and Addison grew closer to each other. She claimed to have enough saved up paid time off to take an entire year off if she wanted to. She said that she wanted to spend her free time with him. He grew to really enjoy her company. They grew to understand one another and he felt a genuine compassion for her like he had never known.

Their time together was interrupted from time to time as Cheryl would call from the hospital to check on him. She always wanted to talk to him and tell him how much she missed him. He missed her too, but he couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread when she would tell him how fast her wounds were mending and that she would be out and taking him home before he knew it.

His days were spent doing random things with Addison. They frequently walked through the surrounding woods as they explored the areas. Once they found a river that led to a small waterfall with a five-foot deep cave behind it. They spent hours in that cave.

The sex grew more and more amazing as well. They seemed to find the time to have sex just about everywhere they went together, the waterfall included. She would occasionally bring up a random location and they would go there to check it off the list. It almost became such a second nature that there was no lead up to it. They would find a place, give each other a look and just start right then and there.

The only thing between the two that didn’t get better as the days turned into weeks was their cooking. They took turns attempting to impress the other, but neither person seemed to have the knack for it. Burnt, undercooked or just plain bad was on the menu every day. It didn’t bother him though. It was just another endearing quality that made them what they were.

Jean Sexy had called Addison in hopes of setting up a followup interview with Lucky, but he just turned her down. There was no reason to continue down the path with Terra exposed and gone. And besides that, by doing the interview he would create the risk of the organization finding him.

Everything was incredible just the way it was. He didn’t want to change anything.

Then the phone rang.

Addison answered her phone and Lucky could tell something was wrong. She was trying to put on a happy tone, but he knew her far too well to believe it. He could tell that her world had been turned upside down in just a five-minute conversation.

“What is it?” He asked once she hung up the phone. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she said, forcing a smile. “Cheryl’s out. She’s on her way here to get you.”

What?! So soon? He thought he would be ready for this moment. He kept reminding himself that his time in the cabin was only temporary. It seemed that no matter what he attempted to prepare himself for this moment, it wouldn’t stop the heartache that he felt now. Addison looked away from him and walked toward her bedroom.

“What can we do?” He asked as he followed her into her room. She was folding his clothes and placing them in a suitcase on the bed. “This isn’t right.”

“There’s nothing we can do Lucky,” she stated with a quiver in her voice. “You belong to Cheryl and she is well enough to go home.”

“Addison,” he whispered, but she didn’t answer. “Addison!” He shouted.

“What?!” She shouted back as she slammed the suitcase shut and snapped the latch.

“I love you,” he admitted. He could feel his own tears running down his cheeks. This couldn’t be over. This had to stay the way it was somehow. Maybe there was something she could do. Maybe she could explain to Cheryl what had transpired between them. Maybe Cheryl would sell him to her.

“Don’t say things like that,” Addison said as she looked up at him and he could see tears running down her own face. “It just can’t be. We both knew that when this started. This was going to happen. Cheryl is coming to get you.” She pushed the suitcase against his stomach and held it until he grabbed the handle.

“Fine,” he stated angrily. He couldn’t believe that she wouldn’t even try anything to save them. She would just give him up. Maybe he was just an object to her anyway. Maybe she would just move on with her own life and never think of their time together again. Maybe that’s what he should do as well. He should just enjoy Cheryl. Cheryl was the one that actually wanted him anyway. Cheryl would have done something. At least tried.

He walked out of the cabin with the suitcase in hand and sat down on the porch while staring down the long driveway. He could hear Addison moving about the inside of the cabin as she cleaned up.

How could she be so cold?

It wasn’t long until Cheryl’s car pulled into view and pulled into a stop. He stood up and started walking toward her car as her door opened. She stepped out with a stretched out a smile. She was so beautiful. She was shorter than Addison and lacked the curves, but carried her small frame with so much grace that she really didn’t need the wider hips or larger breasts.

“Lucky,” she shouted in glee as she ran down the rest of the driveway with her arms spread out. She jumped into his arms and he caught her in the air and held onto her while she began kissing his face neck and lips with small and quick pecks. “I missed you so much!”

“I missed you too,” he said. In truth, it wasn’t a lie. He did miss her company even if he didn’t feel about her the way he felt about Addison. “Let’s go home.”

“Wait,” she stated as she dropped back to her feet and gave him a quick squeeze on the arm. “I want to thank Addison for keeping you while I was away.”

“I’ll wait out here,” he stated coldly and carried his suitcase to her car.

It didn’t take long before Cheryl came skipping back out of the cabin and toward the car with the same happy facial expression.

“Now let’s go home,” she said as she pulled her door shut and spun her body around to where she was straddling his lap with her arms stretched over his shoulders. “You know what I want to do first?” The car pulled out of the driveway and down the streets on its way to her home.

“I have an idea,” He answered with a smile. It felt weird at this point. He had grown so used to Addison’s body. Her kisses. Her warmth. Her smell. Her taste. Something about being with someone else just felt strange to him. All that aside, he did feel some excitement to be with Cheryl physically again though.

“It’s been so long,” she said as she pressed her lips against his. He could feel her tongue stab into his mouth immediately as her hands ran through his hair. She moaned as she ground her hips around on his lap. “I want it so bad.”

Lucky placed his hands on Cheryl’s lower back and slide up inside her shirt. He stopped as he felt some cloth attached to her by tape. It was her bandage. She pulled her head away and gently lifted her shirt up to show him that she had a large wrap all the way around her stomach area, like a white belt, covering almost her entire stomach and lower back area.

“I got lucky,” she explained as she lowered her shirt back down. “The bullet went through me and missed all the important stuff. The police were the ones that kept me in the hospital so long. I think it was Addison. She was afraid I would be attacked again probably.”

Addison made sure she stayed in the hospital?

“I had to threaten to get my firm to investigate why I was still in there before they finally let me out,” Cheryl pressed her lips to his once more.

She remained on his lap with her tongue in his mouth for the rest of the drive. When the car pulled into a stop, they both got out and went inside. Cheryl practically ran toward the house.

“I missed this place,” she shouted as she looked around. He looked around too. It had been just as long for him. The place was much bigger than the little cabin, but it felt less personal to him now. He looked over at the large dining room table and smiled as he remembered a very drunk Cheryl the night of the party had knocked it over. He remembered the first time she had seen him naked and looked over to the bathroom door as the memories flooded back.

“Lucky,” he looked over to see Cheryl standing down the hallway just outside her door with a giant smile on her face. “Come on!”

He walked down the hallway and started thinking about the first time that they had had sex. She had seemed as nervous as he was that night. It was passionate but sweet at the same time. He thought about the time she had told him that she loved him and then took it back without being able to actually take it back.

He stepped through the doorway to see Cheryl bent over the bed as she was pushing her pants and panties down to the floor. Her ass was small but firm. He dropped his pants and pushed his own underwear off before kicking them away as he jerked his shirt off. She was standing back up straight and pulling her own shirt off when he grabbed her hips, causing her to chirp in surprise.

He grabbed his cock and rubbed the tip against her slit until she was completely wet and then pushed his hips forward until he popped in, drawing a moan from her. She braced her hands against the bed as he pushed himself further inside of her. He looked down her body as the soft curve from her waist and up her back was covered horizontally with that bandage.

Guilt overcame him as he pushed himself deeper. She had been in the hospital due to a gunshot that was his fault. He didn’t pull the trigger, but he might as well had and to make things worse, he had been sleeping with another woman while she was recovering from that same gunshot.

“Fuck me,” she ordered through soft breaths.

He pushed further until he was submerged within her completely. She cried in passion as he pulled back before pushing himself into her again.

Addison had made sure that Cheryl stayed in the hospital? That was insane! His master was recovering from an attack that could have killed her and only wanting to be back home with him and Addison had made sure that she wouldn’t be getting that wish. He could almost still feel his dick slamming into her as the sounds of the rushing waterfall pounded so loudly that he could barely hear her screams for more.

“Oh Lucky,” Cheryl screamed.

It was like nothing was off limits with Addison either. She wanted to try everything everywhere. It didn’t matter what it was. He had grown so comfortable that he didn’t even think twice about telling her something that he might want to try. One time he had even pulled out of her mouth and jerked off on her almost shaved head, just because he wanted to try it.

“Lucky,” Cheryl screamed again.

Addison loved it when he would surprise her as well. She would explode almost instantly when he would pull out of her cunt and slam it into her ass without warning. He knew it had to hurt, but she seemed to get off on that kind of thing.

“Oh my god,” Cheryl cried in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

He thought back to how tight Addison’s ass got when he did that. It was like her asshole wanted to eat his dick for such an intrusion, but she wanted more. She loved it. Anal had become one of her favorite forms of sex.

“Lucky,” Cheryl screamed through her pillow.

Addison knew how to drive him insane with her mouth on his cock as well. She would move her tongue in ways that would make him want to cum right away. She even made it a contest to see if she could with him trying to hold back. She seemed to love it when he lost that contest as well. Just thinking about the time she choked down his cock and swallowed every drop of his cum down her throat all while choking on him made his dick swell up. He could still hear her sounds as if she were right there. His balls tightened. He thought about the look in her eyes as she pulled her mouth off of him. Her smile.

He shot stream after stream of his cum into Cheryl as he looked down in shock.

At some point, he had pulled out of her cunt and slammed his cock into her asshole. Cheryl was shaking and jerking as she had her head buried under her pillow. She screamed as cum bubbled around his cock as her ass couldn’t take anymore and was pushing it out the only place it would go.

He pulled out of her ass and her body fell to the bed with no effort from her to keep up. She rolled over on her back and rolled the pillow off of her face as she looked up at him. Tears were running down her face, but she held a small smile.

What had he done?! Cheryl had enjoyed anal before, but not in the way that Addison enjoyed it. He hoped he hadn’t hurt her too badly. He was such an idiot!

“Oh my god,” she finally breathed, still looking at him. “I came like five times just then.”

A huge rush of relief washed over Lucky. He hadn’t messed up as bad as he thought. She had enjoyed it.

“It hurt like hell when you first rammed that cock of yours in my ass without warning,” she admitted. “I even almost ended it because of the pain, but then the pleasure rushed behind the waves of pain. That was great!”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” he admitted as he lied down next to her and kissed the side of her cheek.

He guessed this was his life now. As he stared at the beautiful black haired, fair skinned woman in front him he thought it was a life worth living as a smile grew on his face. He would miss Addison. He would miss his time at the cabin. He would miss it a lot. But she had given him up without a fight. She had made her choice and considering she actually had a choice that was more than Lucky had.

Lucky wrapped his arms around his master and gently squeezed her as she fell asleep in his arms.

This was his life from now on.

“Helen,” a voice called from the back of the lab.

Helen, a tall thin woman with long straight red hair that she always kept in a knot to keep it from getting stuck in her black-rimmed glasses looked over at the woman running in. She hated being interrupted while working. Nothing made her angrier.

“This better be important,” she snapped as the woman approached frantically. “What is it?!”

“Terra’s dead,” the woman almost shouted out of fright. “We’ve received confirmation just now.”

Helen gently placed her test tube down before walking toward the door that the other woman had come in. She figured it would only be a matter of time. Terra was reckless. She took too many chances.

“Where was she killed?” She asked as she looked behind her toward the woman who was practically running to keep up with her. It was all because of that Project Lucky beast that she had created. What went wrong? Had she not calculated the formula right? Had Terra stopped producing the hormone to counteract his? Too many questions and with no Terra and no Lucky to take samples from she would receive no answers.

“The location isn’t known exactly,” she explained with absolute fear in her voice. “We were able to narrow her last location down to a two hundred mile radius.”

“Get me the data,” Helen ordered as she entered Terra’s office and sat down at her desk. “I need the map.”

“Yes ma’am,” the woman quickly agreed to the task. “What are you planning on doing?”

Helen looked up from the file that she had just opened as she pushed her glasses back on her nose before speaking.

“We’re going hunting.”

TBC

Part XVI

Change of Scenery

Days turned into weeks and months as nothing out of the ordinary occurred for Lucky and Cheryl. He hadn’t seen any of the other women that had been so important in his life.

He often lied awake at night and thought of Addison. He wondered what she was doing. He wondered if she ever thought of him the same way he longed for her. He missed her. He missed her voice. He missed her sense of humor. Cheryl never quite got when he was joking or if he was serious so he eventually stopped trying to be funny around her. He missed Addison’s touch. He missed her body.

Cheryl was amazing for him and he had no complaints. She always thought of him and it was a daily activity that she would give him a little gift to just show her appreciation. He wished she would stop giving him things. Every gift was another stab of guilt as he thought about the woman he couldn’t get out of his mind.

Cheryl had taken the time off from her work and the time she took was more than her boss found acceptable for a new partner, so her promotion had been given to another lawyer at the firm. His master was pretty sad about that fact at first. He remembered her attempting to drink away the disappointment the night she found out.

It was an early summer day that Cheryl ran into the living room, where Lucky was watching something on tv, and shared the news.

“I got a job offer as a partner to another firm,” she shouted in glee at him.

He offered an excited smile in return and asked her for more details.

She had explained that her new job was in a city in another state. They were going to move.

“It’s perfect, Lucky,” she had told him as she straddled his lap on the couch. “I can’t stand living here anyway. Too many bad memories of Vicki and getting shot and all. Now we can both have a fresh start!”

Dread had washed over him at first, but he only shrugged it away. Addison was the only person holding him back from wanting to leave in the first place and considering she hadn’t even attempted to contact him since Cheryl had come back for him, he thought gaining distance from her would be what’s best.

He then had sex with Cheryl on the couch at that very moment. The sex had been great with her since her return. She seemed more adventurous than before and even came up with things that he hadn’t thought of. She had made it a point to learn every turn on that he had, even if he didn’t realize he had that turn on.

He had grown accustomed to her body. To her smells and sounds. He knew every inch of her and giving that they tried new things, the sex never got boring.

The plane flight had been something of nightmares for Lucky. He had never flown before and once the tires of the bus with wings stopped rolling, he swore he’d do whatever was in his power to avoid doing so again.

Cheryl didn’t mind the flight. Of course, Cheryl got to fly in the front of the plane and not in the men’s holding chamber.

They called a taxi that took them through the gigantic city. Lucky looked around in awe as every building seemed to reach higher in higher in attempts to touch the sky itself. He thought the city back where they came from was big, but the sights in front of him now made his old home look like a small town.

Once the taxi stopped, the two got out and walked to closed double doors made of glass. She waved some kind of card across a small scanner by the doors and a click sound signified that the doors unlocked.

She pushed the doors open and he followed her inside. They stepped into a huge lobby with a woman behind the desk wearing a great smile on her face to greet them.

“Welcome to Blue Stables Apartments,” the woman said as Cheryl approached her. Lucky stayed back, unsure of the proper process for a man in the building.

Cheryl shared a small but friendly conversation with the woman before walked back across the lobby to Lucky once more.

“Our apartment is on the twentieth floor,” she said with excitement shining in her eyes. “Our apartment is 20D.”

Lucky followed Cheryl toward the elevator. She was practically skipping. He hadn’t seen her this happy in a long time. The hidden sadness of her eyes was almost completely gone.

He stepped aside to let a group of women out of the elevator and stepped inside once the area was clear. He looked back to see a few glancing at him, but their stares were not the stares of hatred that he had grown accustomed to, but stares of intrigue.

The elevator doors started to close and he looked up to see a woman dashing toward them and shouting for someone to hold the door. She held multiple shopping bags in each hand that swayed back and forth to her steps. Her foot must have gotten hooked on something because she fell forward, dropping her bags in order to catch herself with her hands.

“Lucky,” Cheryl said as he placed his hand between the closing doors and ran toward the woman to help her.

He shook his head in disbelief as he made his way to the woman. She might not appreciate a pathetic man trying to help her when she was fully capable of helping herself, but he knew that his desire to leap into action was something that had helped him and his master in the past and refused to let such a quality go.

He dropped down next to her.

“Are you okay?” He asked as she started to laugh.

“I’m fine,” she said as she looked up at him. “Thanks.”

He offered his hand and to his surprise, she accepted it. He pulled her up and took a better look once she was picking her bags back up.

Her blonde hair was longer than he had ever seen before with it dropping to her lower back. Her height was about average, but her muscular physique reminded him of Rebecca from back home. Her skin was tanned to point of looking bronze and her dark blue eyes seemed to pierce right through him as he handed her the last bag.

“Thanks again,” she said with a smile.

He returned the smile as he glanced down her body. He tried to do it quickly so that she couldn’t tell, but a knowing smile on her lips told him that he wasn’t fast enough. She wore a light gray business suit tight enough to showed her every curve. Her breasts were large, but firm looking and she smelled like a flower.

“You’re new here yes?” she asked as the two walked toward the elevator that Cheryl was holding open.

“Yes miss,” He started.

“Lois,” she finished for him. “No miss. Just Lois will do.”

Lucky was taken aback by how polite a stranger was being to him. Why wasn’t she treating him like a worthless object? Why was she being so nice to him in a public area?

“Are you okay?” Cheryl asked once they stepped into the elevator.

“I’m fine,” Lois said with a laugh. “Thanks to your man here. I’m Lois.”

“I’m Cheryl,” his master offered. “And this is Lucky.”

“Lucky?” Lois repeated with a cocked eyebrow and the same smile from earlier. “That’s a good name.”

“What floor are you going to?” Cheryl asked as she pressed the button on the elevator.

“Twenty,” Lois answered.

Cheryl quickly turned with a smile stretched across her face and her eyes wide.

“Us too,” she declared, which drew a more genuine smile from Lois. “What a coincident that we’d meet like this.”

“I guess me falling turned out to be a good thing after all,” Lois stated, attempting to hold the same amount of excitement as Cheryl. “It makes a good icebreaker.”

Lucky leaned back against the elevator wall as he watched the women talk to one another. He was used to this. When women were speaking to each other, his job was to become unseen. Lois was making that impossible though. She kept stealing glances at him. Something in her eyes excited him.

The elevator stopped and the doors slid open with a ding. Lucky waited for the two women to step out before he followed. He stepped out into a long corridor that stretched both ways for a great distance to his right and left. The building was quite large.

“Which apartment are you?” Cheryl asked Lois as she looked both ways just as confused as he was.

“20 N,” Lois answered. “Which are you?”

“20 D,” Cheryl said as she looked at one of the doors to see a letter representing which one it was.

“Really?!” Lois said in a happy tone. “You’re right across the hall from me!”

Lois led them down the hallway to the left to a door with the tag “20 D” on it. She stepped back and gestured to the door right across from it. “20 N”

“This is eerie,” Cheryl squealed in one of the happiest voices he ever heard come from her.

“Look, I know you have a lot of nesting to do,” Lois began as she swiped a keycard across a small reader on her door and pushed it open. “But we should get together for dinner sometime soon. I can spread all the gossip about the building.”

She gave Lucky another look, but he looked away. He didn’t know how to react to Lois. Where he had come from, staring at a woman would end up getting you in a lot of trouble. She was a strange woman to be sure, but he just didn’t want her to be intrapping him into making a mistake.

“That sounds wonderful,” Cheryl said as she swiped her keycard across hers and pushed 20 D open with her back. “Don’t forget.”

“If I did then you always know where I live,” Lois laughed before closing the door behind her.

Lucky followed Cheryl into their new home. Cheryl closed the door behind them as he looked around the area.

The living room was three times larger than the one he was used to and the furnishings were already laid out with a long white couch that contrast the dark brown hardwood floor and a tv almost the size of the wall hanging on the wall in front of it. He looked over to see that it had an open kitchen, which was also different from the house they had moved from. A small hallway leading to somewhere he couldn’t see from her angle off to the immediate right and a large door stood in the center of the wall to the left.

“This place is huge,” Cheryl chimed as she tossed her purse and keycard on the white marble bar that separates the Kitchen from the living room.l

“You can say that again,” Lucky breathed as he stepped toward the center to look down the hallway.

Two doors set at the end of the hallway across from each other. He walked down and opened one to find a small bathroom and turned to open the other. He pushed the other door open and found a large desk with a computer monitor on top.

“I only asked for a one bedroom,” Cheryl stated as she followed him into the hallway. “You sleep in my room more than your own anyway, so I figured we didn’t need the extra expense. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Of course not,” Lucky said as he turned to look into Cheryl’s eyes.

Her face showed excitement still, but there was something else there as well. An expression that he had grown both used to and very fond of. She was horny.

He placed his hands on her hips and turned her body before pressing his body to hers and sandwiching her between him and the wall. She breathed out as he slid his hands down her back and over her ass to grab a handful.

“Of all places to fuck me you choose the hallway?” She teased as she pointed toward the door at the other end of the apartment.

He lifted her up by her asscheeks as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her across the apartment and pushed the large door open to reveal a bedroom twice the size of the one he was used to, with a large bed and another door within that had to lead to the master bathroom.

He dropped her on the bed as she worked frantically to remove her shorts and panties. He looked down at her as she lied back with her legs spread for him. Her slim body and pale skin shined from the sun that was beaming through the window. Her eyes seemed to sparkle with a fresh life as her smile failed at any attempt at hiding her happiness at that very moment.

A fresh start is what they both needed.

With a smile, Lucky dropped his knees to the floor and pulled Cheryl’s hips toward him until her pussy was on his face. He slid his tongue up her slit, drawing a long and soft moan from her lips above him. He tickled her clit with this tongue for a moment before diving inside to taste her. She squirmed as he played. She moaned as he tasted and she gripped the comforter as he pleasured.

After a while had passed, Lucky stood up and dropped his pants to reveal his fully erect dick. It jumped in the air as he became excited to fill her.

She looked down at him with a look of pure ecstasy in her eyes as he leaned over her and pressed his lips to hers. He could feel her tongue enter his mouth and taste herself on him as he pushed the tip of his cock into her pussy.

She arched her back and moaned as it filled her with his rod before pulling back once more. He worked himself in and out of her in a slow and teasing manner. He knew how she couldn’t stand it. He knew that it drove her crazy when he did that, but he also knew how large her orgasm was once he gave her what she truly wanted.

“Cum inside me,” she whispered as he picked up his pace.

Her moans slowly turned to screams as he began slamming himself into her so hard that it created an echoing slapping sound…PIAK…PIAK…PIAK…PiAK…PiAk…piak of wet flesh on flesh. He pushed himself up with his arms as he worked his hips back and forth to look down at the woman below him.

Her breasts jiggled up and down her chest to the jarring motions of him fucking her and a small amount of saliva was pooling down the corner of her mouth as she held her lips apart in her series of moans and screams.

He could feel the end of his stamina reaching him shortly and knew it was about time. She must have felt it too because she wrapped her legs around his waist and held on tight as he continued fucking her.

“Fill me with it,” she begged as he felt her pussy tighten around his cock.

Her screams revealed her orgasm and that was enough to set him off to the point of no return. He slammed his dick into her one last time and blasted his cum inside of her deeply. Her body twisted and rolled as her orgasm took hold of her and refused to let go. He continued to pound himself inside of her until he felt empty entirely.

Once he had finished, she released her hold on him and he fell over on the bed next to her.

“Welcome home,” she said with a small laugh. Lucky shared her joy with a laugh of his own and watched as Cheryl stood up from the bed and walked out of the room and back into the living room.

He watched her firm naked ass sway back and forth as she stepped out of sight before lying his head back on the bed and staring at the ceiling.

Maybe this was best for him. The move seemed to be helping him get Addison out of his mind. He felt something inside of him mending. The pain of her loss was still there, but it was more bearable now. It was almost like moving had slapped a bandage over his broken heart.

There was hope.

He turned his head to stare out the window at another building across the street. He was still in awe of the size of this new city. He couldn’t’ believe such a place exists. He wondered how many people he would meet here. He wondered if his status as a man would hold him back from experiencing some of the wonders.

He thought about the blonde woman with the bronze skin. He wondered what she did for a living. He wondered what she thought of men.

He wondered if he’d get the opportunity to find out.

Not that he wanted to betray his master. That part of his life was behind him. He knew where he belonged and who he belonged to, but he couldn’t stop his brain from thinking. He couldn’t stop his body from desiring. All he could do was stop the two factors from connecting.

Lois was her name.

Lucky’s eyes grew heavier and heavier as he thought of the woman.

A change of scenery is just what he needed.

TBC

Part XVII

More Wine Please

The dark blue walls of the bedroom seemed to close in as Lucky awoke to find Cheryl curled up next to him.

He smiled as he noticed that she hadn’t bothered to put her pants back on before curling up on the bed and passing out. She must have been just as exhausted as he had been. He gently slid his hand over the curve of her hip before standing up.

He had dreamt of Addison again. Just when he thought she had left his thoughts and he could outrun his heart, it made corrected him. In his dream, he and Addison had been inside the small cave behind the waterfall once more, but this time was different. This time, he was able to converse with her about the events that followed.

“Why did you let me go so easily?” He had asked her. “I waited for you for months to find a way to get me back. You never even tried.”

“You don’t belong to me,” she had told him with a sad smile. “I didn’t need you anymore. The fun had ended. It was time for me to move on.”

The sting of her words hurt him even in the waking world. He knew that it wasn’t really her. He knew that it was just a dream. It was just a visual impression of his true worries played out like some cruel joke on himself. He knew all of this and yet the pain was still real.

“Part of it has to be true,” he quietly mumbled to himself as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and quietly stepped out of the bedroom, pulling the door shut behind him.

The living room area looked massive, which brought his thoughts out of the darkness for a moment at least. He walked over to the kitchen that was only separated by a bar with a marble top and held a glass under the faucet to fill with water.

The entire area was so bright that he had to shield his eyes even though no lights were on. The large windows, that nearly covered the entire wall, had no shades hanging from them. Sunlight exploded into the room making watching tv completely impossible due to the glare. He scanned the room for any other activities that could help keep his thoughts of the dream away, but there was nothing.

Furnishings had been covered but not much in the form of entertainment. No games, board or digital, waited for him to try so that was out of the question as well. Cheryl had taught him how to read a bit better so books were a new product of entertainment that he enjoyed as well.

Unfortunately, there were no books within the apartment either.

Cheryl had decided to sell her house and bring as little things with them as possible in order to “properly move on”.

He leaned back against the bar and sipped on his glass of water, giving up on finding something to take his mind off of his dreams.

How much of that dream was a reality? He had no way of knowing, considering the real Addison abandoned him as soon as that phone rang. As soon as Cheryl had told her she was on her way to pick him up, she had left any thoughts or passion behind.

He wished he could be as cold.

Shaking his head in anger, Lucky set the glass, half full of water now, on the bar and marched back toward the bedroom door. There was one thing that seemed to always help get his mind off of Addison.

Cheryl called it mad sex, and she had no idea how correct she was. She loved it when he would aggressively have sex with her. She thought of it as simply him trying new things, but in truth, it was him fucking his anger for Addison out. It only worked temporarily, but at least it worked.

He pushed the bedroom door open and looked at the bed where Cheryl lay. The sunlight was shining on her ass so perfectly that it seemed like a sign from one of the gods from a book Cheryl had helped him read.

She curled her body up a bit more, pressing her knees to her chest and gave a slight moan. She still wore her long sleeve black shirt with the v-cut neck which contrasted the pale skin of her naked bottom half.

He reached into his pants and began stroking his cock until it grew into a full erection. She shifted her weight a bit more in her sleep as he approached her, pulling his pants to the floor and discarding them with a kick.

Addison. Why?

He gripped his rod in one hand and pushed her asscheeks apart as she lay on her side. Her slit felt warm but not wet as he pressed the tip to her and began to push. She was too dry for easy access, but his internal anger fueled by her slight unconscious moan was enough motivation for him to thrust his hips forward, entering her womb entirely in one motion.

Her body tensed and she snapped her head around to look at him with a wide-eyed expression.

“Lucky,” she shouted as her brows narrowed into an angry expression. “What are you doing?!”

He answered with another thrust of his hips, pulling halfway out of her and shoving in again as he gripped her hip tightly, Keeping her on her side as she let out another scream.

“Jesus,” she shouted, but her body released some of the tension as he felt the moisture build up around his erection.

Thrust.

The sounds that had originally sounded like a protest had shifted to pleasure as she moaned and straightened her back to make access a bit easier for him.

Thrust.

“I love your mad sex,” she said in a half whisper, half moan. “Don’t hold back.”

He pulled out of her pussy and a smile grew on his face as he aimed his wet cock back a bit and pushed the tip against the puckered wall of her asshole. She looked back at him with wide eyes and even opened her mouth to say something, but he didn’t give her the opportunity.

Thrust.

Screaming, Cheryl threw her head back and arched her back as she gripped the pillow above her on the bed to bring to her face and mask her scream. She had grown to love anal sex but was always apprehensive at first.

He held himself still as he felt her asshole struggle against him. He could feel it tightening around him as her body lied completely still as she groaned into her pillow.

Thrust.

He let go of her hip, allowing her to twist around on her stomach as she pushed her hips up using her knees on the bed. Her muffled cries in the pillow were still loud enough that he smiled at the thought of giving the neighbors an audible show.

Thrust.

He could feel the moisture of her cunt against his balls with every pounding into her. Her asshole seemed to be closing and loosening so frequently that it felt like it was massaging his dick every time he stopped long enough to feel it.

Thrust.

She cried out as her body worked into convulsions. She was cumming and Lucky could his orgasm not too far behind.

Thrust.

Thrust.

Thrust.

The feeling of her asshole squeezing and releasing his cock along with the sounds of Cheryl screaming in pleasure into her pillow was too much for him to hold back any longer. He slammed his cock one more time into her ass and grunted as he released his hot sticky juices into her.

She lunged forward until she lay flat on her stomach once again as he fell forward to follow as he shot the last stream into her. Moments went by as he caught his breath before he stood up and pulled his dick out of her ass, allowing a portion to pour out once he was no longer plugging the exit.

She twitched a few times as he watched his cum drip from her asshole and run down her pussy like a slow moving waterfall.

“Bad dream?” She finally asked with a soft smile as she rolled over and sat up on the bed to look at him. “You’re mad sex is usually after you’ve had a bad dream.”

It was strange to have someone know him so well and yet not know any of the deepest and darkest parts.

Cheryl had no idea that he had had sex with any other woman. She still thought that she was the only one. She had no idea about Tara or the terrorist organization. She knew nothing of the assassin beyond the fact that she had been shot.

And most importantly, she had no idea about his true feelings for Addison.

“I can’t remember,” Lucky lied as he looked out the window of the bedroom.

Cheryl stood and followed him to the wall to look out the window beside him. He turned to regard her and smiled at her true beauty. The sun bounced off her face and glistened in her black hair as she ran her fingers through it to rid the knots from her sleep. She looked at him once more with a returning smile.

He pressed his lips to hers as he pulled her body to his for a long hug.

“What’s that for?” She asked once he released his hold on her.

“I appreciate you is all,” he answered honestly. Guilt rushing through him.

“I appreciate you too,” she said softly as she laid her head over on his shoulder as they watched the sky get redder with an approaching dusk.

“It’ll be dark soon,” Lucky observed.

“Hey,” Cheryl said, launching her head erect as she looked to Lucky with excited eyes. “Let’s invite Lois over for dinner tonight!”

“Lois?” Lucky asked. He was curious about the woman but didn’t expect Cheryl and Lois to get together for their dinner for some time to come.

“Our neighbor dummy,” she answered, confusing his question. “We have nothing else here so might as well right?”

“What are we going to have for dinner?” He asked as he started walking out of the room and toward the kitchen once again. “Do we have anything here?”

“We can order delivery,” she explained as she stopped short of following out of the room and turned toward the dresser instead. “What sounds good?”

“Anything really,” Lucky answered as he picked his half glass of water up and began washing it in the sink.

“Come on,” Cheryl said from the other room. He could hear her closing a drawer a moment before hearing the sounds of a zipper running up. “You have to want something more than other things.”

“I could go for some Chinese food,” Lucky answered. The mention of Chinese brought his memories of Herron back to mind.

He hadn’t seen Herron, the Chinese assassin that shot Cheryl in order to draw Tara from hiding since the night he had had a threesome with her and Addison in the cabin.

“Chinese sounds good,” Cheryl answered as she stepped out from the bedroom wearing tight fitting jeans and a white short sleeve shirt. “I’ll run across the hall and see if Lois can join us tonight before I order any food.”

Cheryl pulled the bottom of her shirt down to pull any wrinkles out as she stepped toward the door that led out of the apartment and Lucky listened from the kitchen as she knocked on the neighbor’s door.

“Hey,” he heard Lois’s voice call in a chipper tone.

“Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to make that dinner tonight?” Cheryl asked.

“Sure,” Lois said, at first sounding reluctant to accept.

“Are you sure?” Cheryl asked with concern in her voice. “If you’re busy then we can do it some other night.”

“No no,” Lois called back in a reassuring tone. “Sorry, I’m good tonight. I was just trying to think about what was on the agenda tonight. The thing I have is tomorrow night so I’m free this evening.”

Lucky listened as Cheryl and Lois came up with a time and talked about whether Lois liked Chinese food or if she’d rather have something else. She mentioned him a few times during the conversation and he couldn’t help but to detect a change in Lois’s tone every he was brought up in the conversation.

He wished he could get a read on what Lois thought of him. It made him nervous to have so much attention given to him by another woman. Those kinds of things had never worked to his benefit in the long run. Sure, he had been able to have sex with a lot of beautiful women because of his gift, but it usually ended in them trying to kill him or in heartbreak.

The gift.

That was something else he hadn’t thought of in a long time. His darkest and most secret thoughts were mostly about Addison, but there was the gift that the terrorist organisation had given him before his conscious thoughts took hold that he held from Cheryl as well.

He wondered what Cheryl would think if he told her the truth about it all. He wondered if she’d change her mind about him if she found out that his semen carried some kind of genetic pheromone altering chemical in it that caused women’s thought process about him to alter to the point of becoming obsessed with his sex.

“Tonight @ seven,” Cheryl said, snapping his thoughts back to reality.

She had entered the apartment and was staring at him from a closed door with a slight bit of concern on her face.

“What was your nightmare about?” She asked.

He wasn’t sure what brought that up but just shrugged in response.

“Something’s been bothering you Lucky,” She said as she approached him and place a hand on his face. “You can’t hide anything from me.”

If only she knew.

“I was just lost in thought is all,” he told her with a forced smile. “You don’t need to worry about me.”

She seemed to take his answer as proof enough and walked toward one of the cabinets to see what was inside. She rummaged through various cabinets as her face grew more and more disappointed with each closed door.

“What’s wrong?” He asked after she closed the last door and leaned back against the counter.

“Lois is bringing a bottle of wine and we don’t have any wine glasses,” she said with a huff and a drop of shoulders in defeat. “She said she didn’t have any and I told her that I did.”

“You liar,” he teased with a smile.

She looked up at him with a frown but seeing his smile, she gave a slight chuckle.

“All we have are these glasses,” she declared as she held up the glass that Lucky had just washed.

“Won’t that do?” he asked as he leaned against the bar so that he was standing directly across from the frowning woman.

“It’ll have to I guess,” she finally sighed before moving on to another topic for the night. “I’ll order some Chinese.”

She stared down at her phone as she browsed for a local Chinese restaurant that would deliver to her apartment as Lucky looked behind him to the window. The daylight was slowly disappearing, leaving the apartment a shadow of the bright room it once was. He walked over to a light switch and switched it on.

“It’ll be here in twenty minutes,” Cheryl stated. Her happiness back in her tone. “But someone will have to go down and pick it up. Do you care to grab it?”

“Of course not,” he answered with a smile and nod.

“Great,” she chimed as she looked around the apartment. “We have a lot of work to do to make this place feel like home. First thing on my agenda is to get some blinds for those giant windows.”

Lucky looked over at the windows to see that they appeared black with the lights of the apartment on. It was like one of those magic mirrors that Addison had told him about where they can see you but you can’t see them.

The twenty minutes had gone by with nothing of note occurring. Cheryl began making notes on what she needed to do to make the apartment more “inviting” and Lucky nodded his head and pretending he knew half of what she was talking about. Color matching and fashion was something way beyond him. A text on her phone had told her that the delivery woman was waiting for him outside the building.

Apparently, the building that they lived in was a strict one with who could and could not enter. Having something delivered was strictly forbidden beyond the front doors so when the residents ordered something, they were responsible for retrieving it. It was an inconvenience but nothing bad enough to, complain about really.

“I’ll be right back,” Lucky told her as he left the apartment and made his way toward the elevator that they had come up in.

More women walked the hallways than before, as they seemed to be returning home from whatever businesses they worked for. Some carried bags and others walked empty-handed, but none smiled at him the way Lois did.

She really was something unique.

The elevator dinged and he stepped out into the main lobby to some curious stares from women to see a man walking by himself, but none apparently thought it ill enough to bring it up to him or anyone else. He kept his eyes facing forward as he walked toward the double glass doors to find a short woman with curly black hair and darkly tanned skin holding two large paper bags just outside the glass.

He pushed the door opened and gave the woman a smile, making sure to not hold his eyes to her for too long. She sniffed at him but made no gesture nor words to acknowledge him.

What was he supposed to do?

“You lost?” The woman snapped once she had decided he stood near her for too long.

“My mistress sent me to gather the Chinese food,” he answered subserviently.

“She did?” The woman said with a growl. “Well, you go back up and tell your mistress that I don’t do business with men!”

Lucky started to step back and turn when a familiar voice stopped him in his tracks.

“And I’ll just make sure I give your restaurant a call and tell them how rude their Chinese delivery woman, who is not Chinese by the way, was to me,” Lois stepped up behind him and he felt her hand gently touch his back and give a small squeeze. “I bet they’ll be pretty quick to react to a complaint coming from one of the heads of their advertising agencies.”

“I’m sorry,” the woman stuttered as she handed the bags out.

Lucky reached out and took the bags from her. She shot an angry glare his way before turning and walking off as fast as she could without actually running. With that, she was out of sight and he turned to look at Lois.

“Thank you,” he said as he lowered his head to avoid eye contact with her.

“Don’t’ mention it,” she huffed before clearing her throat and continuing in a much calmer tone. “Don’t let people like her get you down Lucky. The world’s changing and some people just can’t keep up.”

He wondered what she meant by “changing”. The interaction with the delivery woman was the norm for him. He hadn’t really experienced anything different unless he had sex with a woman before. They had all acted like he was an inconvenience just for being a man.

“You go on ahead,” she said once she seen that he wasn’t going to say anything else. “I’ll be up there in a few minutes with the wine.”

He made it back to Cheryl’s apartment without incident and helped her as they spread the food out on paper plates across the floor in front of the couch. Cheryl had thought the light in the living room was a bit too bright and so brought out some candles that she had packed for such occasions and lit them across the room, giving the area a soft and warm glow.

Shortly after the last candle was lit and the last paper bag was tossed into the kitchen trash can, the door knocked and Cheryl skipped over to answer it.

Lois stepped inside the apartment wearing a long brown skirt that stopped just above her ankles and a tight short sleeved brown shirt with a low cut v neck. Her long blonde hair was tied up in a large knot, revealing tattoos of colorful stars running up one side of her neck.

“Thanks for inviting me,” Lois said with a warm smile as she held out a large bottle of dark-colored wine. “I hope red works for you.”

“It all works just fine,” Cheryl laughed as she gestured to the floor. “I hope the floor works for you. We only have the one couch and no table yet. At first, I thought the place was fully furnished, but it turns out a couch and bed is all that is considered fully furnished anymore.”

Lois laughed and shrugged as her eyes locked on Lucky, who was sitting on his knees on the floor while he worked at separating the plates so that they would be easier to tell apart. She offered him a warm smile and a wink, causing him to swallow hard.

“Also,” Cheryl said, causing Lois to snap her eyes off of him and to her. “I hope you don’t mind drinking wine from one of these.”

Cheryl was holding up a drinking glass like the one Lucky had drunk from earlier and was smiling in the awkward way that she always used when feeling uncomfortable.

“Hell,” Lois started with a laugh. “I’d drink it straight from the bottle itself if I had to.”

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.

TBC

Part XVIII

Hangover Cure

“Lucky,” came a soft call in his ear, waking him in a start. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Cheryl stared down at him with a weak smile on her face. Dark bags sagged under her eyes and her hair stuck up in every direction. She looked like she felt terrible.

“Are you okay?” He asked as he propped himself up on his elbows.

“I feel like a train hit me right between the eyes,” she explained.

He realized that she was shading the light of the morning sun with one hand as she sat next to him in the bed. The smell of fresh toothpaste blew his way as she spoke softly.

“I wanted to ask you a favour,” She whispered so softly that he could barely hear her, but it seemed too loud for her at the moment because she winced and closed her eyes as the words came out.

“Anything,” he answered, trying to speak as softly as he could so he wouldn’t hurt her head any more than it hurt already. She smiled gently and patted his shoulder with her free hand in a way as to say thank you.

“Can you run across the hall and see if Lois has any headache medicine?” She asked, trying to maintain eye contact with him.

“Sure,” he answered as he pushed the covers off of him and stood up from the bed. He stepped toward the master bathroom and grabbed his toothbrush as Cheryl continued her pathetic whisper.

“I’d ask her myself, but I’m afraid she might be as affected by the wine as I am and I don’t think I can handle anyone speaking above a whisper right now.”

Lucky finished brushing his teeth and returned the toothbrush to the small toothbrush holder next to the mirror before exiting the bathroom to see Cheryl staring at him. She hadn’t moved from the bed and she still had not put on pants for the day.

“I’ll be right back,” he promised as he walked toward the bedroom door before looking back. “Just relax.”

He wondered if Lois would even remember the previous night. She had almost as much to drink the last night as Cheryl. He licked his lips and could still taste her kisses. He opened the door and knocked on hers as he closed his own apartment door behind him.

He heard feet shuffling slowly to answer the knock when he looked down to realize that he had left the apartment wearing only his underwear and a t-shirt. The thought of returning to his apartment and getting dressed crossed his mind but the door opening was his signal that it was too late for that.

Lois stood at the door eyeing Lucky with a partial smile on her face as she squinted. Her long blonde hair was frizzled out and she wore only a long white shirt that went down to barely cover her ass.

“Hey Lucky,” she said in a rough voice. “It’s super early.”

“I’m sorry,” he offered as he smiled. “Cheryl asked me to see if you had any headache medicine.”

Lois’s smile extended and she stepped back into her apartment, leaving her door open. He stood and waited for her to return, but her voice called to him to follow her and close the door behind him.

He stepped into her apartment and closed the door behind him as asked. Her apartment was laid out identical to Cheryl’s. A large living room with the open kitchen split by a long bar with a marble top. Her decorations were quite different though. Her wood floors were covered up by soft carpeting and her walls were painted a dark purple.

“I figured she’d have some difficulty this morning,” Lois said.

He looked over to see her bent over in the kitchen with her head stuck in one of the lower cabinets. Her long hair frizzed out all the way to her lower back as he heard sounds of pots and pans clinking together that almost hurt his head.

“You had quite a bit to drink as well I remember,” he said with a slight chuckle. In truth, he was trying to hint at how much she actually remembered. Would she remember what they had done or was that all lost to the fuzziness of alcohol?

“Not as much as her,” Lois stated as she stood from the cabinet and looked at him with a knowing smile. “The wine was only the courage to do what I wanted to do anyway.”

“I’m glad you don’t regret it,” Lucky said as he looked away from her, embarrassed to have doubted her.

“Regret it?” she said incredulously. “I want more!”

She stood on her toes as she opened one of the tall cabinets and began rummaging through it in search of the medicine.

“I know I have some. Just not sure where I put it last,” As she stretched up, her shirt rose with her, revealing her round ass and the same silky brown panties that she was wearing just the night before. He eyed her ass like a lustful hunter before lifting his gaze to see her looking back at him with a smile.

“I’m sorry,” he admitted as he felt the heat come over his face in embarrassment.

“Anytime you want to do it again,” she began as she moved a large basket out of the way and reached behind it. “Just come on and do it.”

He could feel his erection growing, expanding his underwear. He stared at her ass and a low groan vibrated his throat. He wanted to pounce on her right then. She was giving him permission. He wanted to feel her around him just like the night before. He wanted to hear her moans again. Cheryl was awake and waiting for him though. His master was expecting him to help her. He had to wait, but what if he could make it quick?

Lucky walked over to Lois’s back as she continued her search in the cabinet’s above and pulled the center of her panties aside to make room for him. She jumped in a start as he pulled the fly of his boxers to the side and shoved his cock inside of her in one quick motion.

“You don’t waste any time do you?” She asked before a series of short moans followed.

He could feel her warmth around him as he pushed and pulled himself inside of her over and over again. Her moans transitioned from short quick ones to long drawn out ones as he continued to fuck her.

She pressed her hands down on the cabinet but remained on her toes as he pushed her forward until her face was almost against the wall under the still opened cabinet above her. She cried out as he felt her cunt swallow him and tighten. Her juices splashed against his inner thighs and he knew that she had cum for him, but he wasn’t done.

“You better hurry,” she whispered through hissing moans as her body began to relax from her orgasm. “Cheryl is waiting for your return.”

Lucky pulled her back as he felt a stool behind him. He sat down on the stool and pulled her on top of his lap at the same time. She moaned a bit louder than she had been as she began grinding her hips against him, feeling every inch of his pounding.

A knock came from the door of Lois’s apartment and Lucky looked with wide eyes as it slowly swung open.

“Hello?” Came Cheryl’s call.

He must not have closed the door entirely when he had entered!

Lois started to jump off of him, but he held onto her hips and leaned back until his back landed on another stool. Lois sat still on his dick as she spoke.

“Hey Cheryl come on in,” Lois said. Her voice sounded more normal than he would have thought. Aside from a slight quiver as she spoke, he wouldn’t have known she was doing anything but standing behind her bar.

“Hey Lois,” he heard Charyl greet in a rough sounding whisper. “Have you seen Lucky? I asked him to come here and ask for some medicine from you.”

“Grab a seat,” Lois said in a quiet yet cheerful tone.

“Thanks,” Cheryl said as he heard the sound of a chair being pulled against the tiled floor that surrounded the bar.

Cheryl was setting on the other side of the bar as he lied on the barstools just across from her with his throbbing cock in their new neighbor’s pussy! He couldn’t believe that he was in a situation like this again. He had promised himself that he would never allow it to happen again and yet here he was.

Lois grunted slightly as Lucky adjusted his weight on the barstools, causing his rod to shift inside of her.

“Here’s the medicine,” Lois said as she leaned over the bar and handed something to Cheryl. “Lucky must have had too much last night as well. He’s in the bathroom.”

“Oh,” Cheryl said followed by a moment of silence. “I’m sorry. I’ll go get him.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Lois said with a forced laugh. “He’s human too Cheryl.”

“I know,” Cheryl said with a chuckle. “It’s just some women…”

“Some women are fools,” Lois cut her off with sincerity in her voice.

She closed her legs a bit and Lucky could feel her cunt close in around him a bit as her heart pounded around him. He closed his eyes and squeezed her hips.

“Lucky’s a good man,” Cheryl said. Her voice was sounding more awake than before. That medicine seemed to be working quickly. “In more ways than just his job.”

“Oh?” Lois said. “And what job is that anyway?”

Cheryl was silent for a long moment. Lucky could feel Lois open her legs back up slightly before closing them again. Her pussy’s throbbing increased around him as he felt his dick begin to pulsate inside of her.

“He pleases me,” Cheryl stated and sounded like she hoped that would be enough. After a long moment of silence, she finished. “Sexually.”

“Really?” Lois asked. With astonishment dripping off every word she continued. “Is he any good?”

“He’s the best,” Cheryl said, sounding a bit more at ease than before. “I mean, I have no experience beyond him really, but he’s perfect!”

Lois rose up slightly as she leaned further across the bar. Her pussy lifted a few inches up his rod, leaving a cold feeling as the air in the room touched the base of his wet shaft.

“What does he do?” He heard her whisper to Cheryl.

“Everything,” Cheryl whispered back, excitement in her voice. “He’s tried things with me that I never thought I’d try before.”

“Like what?” Lois asked as she leaned a bit further. Lucky’s dick was barely in her at this point. If she leaned forward any more then he would fall out.

“Sometimes he sticks his dick in my ass,” Cheryl explained in something above a whisper but just shy of speaking tone.

“You like it?” Lois said, true excitement in her voice.

“At first I didn’t,” Cheryl admitted. “It hurts like hell, but the pleasure that follows is amazing!”

Lois leaned up a bit more causing Lucky’s dick to slip completely out of her and fall against his stomach. He reached down to lift it back up and aim it once more. Lois started to set back down as he started to push his dick into her pussy, but she shifted her hips over until the tip of his throbbing cock was pressed against her asshole.

She wanted to try anal now?!

“I’ve never tried anal before,” Lois admitted. “I hope if I ever get a chance then he’ll be gentle.”

He could tell that her words were meant more for his ears than Cheryl’s. He lifted his hips up slightly to apply a small amount of pressure against her ass with his dick.

“I’ve heard some women say that going slow is the best way to start something like that,” Lois said as her voice tensed up. He wondered if she was regretting her decision already.

“Most of the time but Lucy has surprised me a few times and it ends up being so amazing,” Cheryl said cheerfully. “Anyway, send Lucky my way when he’s done in the bathroom. I better get back.”

“So soon?” Lois asked as she slowly lowered her hips down to apply more pressure against his cock as he held it still.

“All this talk about Lucky has me wanting to nest a bit more if you know what I mean,” Cheryl stated with a slight laugh. “Thank you so much for the medicine. I’m so glad that I lucked out with a neighbour like you!”

Lucky could see Cheryl’s arms as she leaned over the bar and wrapped Lois in a hug. Her sudden hug shoved Lois down on his cock, causing her ass to swallow all of him at once. Lois screamed from the shock and pain of having his dick in her asshole so suddenly.

“Are you okay?” Cheryl asked with concern in her voice. “You look all flushed.”

“I’m fine,” Lois groined. He could feel her asshole squeezing him tightly as he felt heartbeat pound into her.

“Maybe you should take some of that medicine too,” Cheryl said.

Lois shifted her hips a bit as her asshole loosened up.

“Maybe you’re right,” Lois moaned. He reached around her and felt her pussy was dripping wet. She continued to grind her hips just slightly enough that her motions could still be hidden from Cheryl’s view.

He worked his fingers over her clit as she maintained her grind as Cheryl continued to talk with her about health, which led to her discussing her job, which led to her reasons for moving.

“It just felt like the right time you know?” Cheryl said.

“I know what you…” Lois started to say just as she was cut off by a spray of juices from her pussy as her asshole tightened once more around his cock. He felt his own orgasm coming on and didn’t see a reason to hold it back any longer.

His hands instinctively tightened into fists as he blasted his cum into Lois’s asshole sending her into a series of grunts as she leaned over the bar in attempts to maintain control.

“Aww,’ Cheryl said. ‘You poor thing. Here I am talking about myself while you’re over there suffering. Just tell Lucky I’m waiting for him and get some rest.”

“Thanks,” Lois managed to say through heavy breathing.

Lucky heard the sound of Lois’s door shutting just before Lois spoke again.

“We almost got busted Lucky,” she whispered urgently.

She moaned as she stood up, raising herself from his softening dick. Cum dripped down her ass toward her inner thighs as she stepped away from him and slid her panties back to cover herself once more.

“I’ve never orgasmed like that before,” she admitted as she ran one hand through her unkempt hair. “We have to try that again.”

“I’d love that,” Lucky said with a horse as he sat up and looked around the living room.

“Under different circumstances though,” Lois said in a serious tone. “I like Cheryl and don’t want to ruin a budding friendship.”

“I understand,” Lucky said. He didn’t want to be in a situation like that again either. As exciting as it was, he didn’t want to risk his relationship with Cheryl.

“You should get back to Cheryl,” she said before turning to smile at him while she pulled her panties to unstick the glue-like semen that held her flesh to cloth. “She’ll be expecting similar treatment from you. Hope you can get it up again this soon.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Lucky said as a smile stretched across his face. He couldn’t tell her about what he was. He wouldn’t dare share the information about the organization or their Project Lucky, but it didn’t’ matter. “I never have that issue.”

She looked down and her eyes went wide as she noticed his erection growing once more.

“My turn soon,” she said with a cocked eyebrow.

Lucky returned to Cheryl’s apartment to find her waiting for him in the kitchen. She was sitting on top of the bar with all of her clothes stripped off and lying crumpled on the floor. He smiled as he approached her.

“How are you feeling?” She asked before her eyes widened when she looked down. “Where are your pants?”

“I was in such a hurry to help you that I forgot them,” he admitted and in truth, he was being honest. “Lois said that you had come in and got the medicine. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” Cheryl said as she spread her legs for him to see her that her pussy was already wet for him. “Guess what I want.”

Lucky pulled his boxers off and stepped out of them as he made his way toward his master. She looked at him with lustful eyes as he approached her. As he pushed his body against hers, he could feel the warm wetness of her pussy brush against his erection, causing a gasp from her open lips.

“Poor Lois,” she said. The words shifted from normal to a moan as he pushed his dick inside of her. “She seemed to be in a lot more pain than me.”

“I’m sure she’ll be okay,” Lucky said as he pressed his lips to the nape of Cheryl’s neck.

“I’m sure she will be too,” she said in a whispered moan.

Lucky worked himself in and out of her as she continued. Her words becoming more and more filled with pleasure as she went on.

“I think she’ll be a good friend. I start work tomorrow and have an assistant of my own. I’ve never had one assigned to just me before. I hope she’ll be worth having. Who knows? Maybe I’ll end up making friends with her as well.”

Her words were getting louder as he picked up his pace. He was listening to every word she was saying. He always did. But the most important thing to him at that moment was to please her. He wanted to give her the gift of orgasm because of her kind words about him earlier. He wanted to feel her orgasm on him. He wanted to hear it.

“I’m sure she’ll be perfect for you,” he said as he slid back in.

“I’m sure it’ll all work out,” she moaned as she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tightly. He picked her up from the bar and braced his legs as he began picking her up by her hips and dropping her on him again. “My boss seems nice enough too. I still can’t believe what my old firm did behind my back. I was wounded after all. They should have been more kind to me.”

Lucky pulled back and looked down to see the small scar on Cheryl’s stomach. The entrance wound of the bullet that had gone through her stomach was fully healed up, but it left a scar to remind both of them of that time. For Cheryl, it was a reminder that crazy things could happen at any time, but for Lucky, it was a reminder that he had people after him. There still was an organization that had made him the way he was. He had no memory of his life before waking up from that tube. He didn’t know who he was before he became Project Lucky.

Shaking the thoughts from his head he looked back up to Cheryl’s face. She was biting her lower lip as she came. Her body jerked and twitched as he continued to work himself in and out of her in a quickened fashion.

Project Lucky didn’t matter anymore. They had moved to another city in another state. The organization couldn’t find them even if they were looking for them. There was no way.

He felt his cock swell as his muscles jerked slightly. Holding on Cheryl’s hips as tightly as he could without hurting her, Lucky shot stream after stream of his hot cum into her womb until no more would come out. He sat her back on the bar and stepped back.

Cheryl was looking at him with admiration in her eyes as his cum dripped from her pussy and onto the marble top of the bar. She smiled at him and gave a little wink.

“Nothing like a nice orgasm to wake me up from a hangover,” She said with a laugh.

TBC

Part XIX

Hope Nothing Changes

Cheryl’s transitional week had flown by as Lucky often found himself running over to Lois’s apartment for one reason or another so that he could give Lois the sex that she desired before returning to a usually horny Cheryl.

Life was great for the sex slave in his new home. He couldn’t have asked for a better existence. He knew from experience that the glory he was experiencing at that moment wouldn’t last forever which led him to long for it as much as he could while he still could.

The organisations would be after him eventually. He had to keep that in mind. There was no way they’d just give up on something they spent so much time and money on. He had to admit to himself that he was nothing more than an object, which was nothing new in the current world anyway.

Men were slaves. That was the way it was for hundreds of years and the world thought they were better off for it. Men were born to be servants. When a woman said, “He’s a good man.” It meant the same as when they said that a cow that produced enough milk was a “good cow.” Nothing more and nothing less.

Cheryl was different. She held a different mindset to her than other women. She held that mindset even before he had had sex with her. He had changed many women’s minds about him since Cheryl had bought him, but it wasn’t exactly because of his charm.

He held no memories of life prior to waking up in a large vertical tube within the organisation’s headquarters. All he knew was what Tara had told him. He had volunteered for Project Lucky along with a handful of other men around the world. As far as he understood it, he was the only one to survive the operation.

He was the only man who held the powers to confuse women into a love-like state through his semen. He knew it worked, for he seen it first-hand many times. Women would have sex with him and it wouldn’t be long before they’d return to have more. They became addicted to him. Any possible way they could get him, they would take it.

When his thoughts weren’t fixated on Addison, she was always in his thoughts, he wondered just how powerful his ability truly was. He’d seen changes in women for sure, but Cheryl was already a caring sympathizer to men and the others maintained their demeanor with him for the most part.

Vicki had been the largest change that he had seen but he later found out that the organization had bribed her to help with their mission. Once she had finished her part of the bargain, she was found dead. This left doubt in Lucky’s mind.

Lucky lied on his back as he stared holes into the bedroom ceiling as his thoughts raced. The heavy sounds of Cheryl sleeping next to him giving him just enough comfort so that he held back and anxiety attack. He looked over at her and smiled.

He wished he could tell her about who he was. He wished he could tell her everything. She still thought of Vicki as a dear friend. She still thought of Addison as a friendly detective. She thought of Rebecca as a rival from the past. She had no idea what Lucky had done behind her back.

The shadows took on a sharper look just before fading as the morning light drifted through the window. Cheryl’s alarm would go off soon and she would be getting ready for her first day at the new firm. It was a big day for her. She would meet her new coworkers. She had a difficult time falling asleep the night before due to her concern over whether she would make a good first impression or not.

Lucky shook his head in disbelief. How could someone so charismatic and talented ever think she could be disliked by anyone? It didn’t make sense to him, but then again, modesty could do that to a person.

Modesty, Lucky thought of the word and smiled again. Since Cheryl had started teaching him to read, he had picked up on a much larger vocabulary and the word modesty was one of those words. A word that every other woman knew and found it to be a word that everyone should know as if a language was a base instinct, but he didn’t take any words for granite.

It seemed the more he learned, the less he desired to free men from their current position in the new world. He read through the history books, at least the ones approved by the government, and could see nothing but war and famine caused by the ruling of men. He looked around today and seen no war nor hunger. He saw the world as a brighter place with men, not in control and therefore he felt no urge to aid the organization, even if freeing men was only a ruse to allow them to take control over the UN.

Cheryl’s phone rang out some tune he didn’t know the origin to and she began to stir in the covers. She reached over and tapped “dismiss” on the screen of her phone as she sat up in bed.

The morning light shining through the window left a glowing outline around Cheryl’s nude body as she was sitting still and wiping the sleep from her eyes. She turned to acknowledge Lucky with a smile. Concern was concealed behind the smile that didn’t quite meet her eyes.

“You’re going to do great today,” Lucky reassured her, reading her current mood. “Who in the world wouldn’t like you?”

Her smile became genuine as she let the words sink in.

“You’re so sweet,” she chimed as she leaned over him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before stepping off of the bed.

He couldn’t help but stare at her naked ass as she bent over and began digging through one of the drawers of the dresser. She pulled out a pair of black panties and tossed them on top of the dresser before moving on to another drawer. Soon, she had her entire outfit picked out and lying nice and neatly on the dresser before turning to stare at him once more.

“One for good luck?” She asked. The light from the window shining on her body made her look like some kind of gift from the gods. He smiled at her and threw the thick blanket over to show her his nude and ready body.

She looked him up and down, stopping several times as her eyes met his erection in the morning light. She chewed on her lower lip as she slowly approached him, making an effort to sway her hips from side to side as she moved. The bed shifted slightly as she crawled over his legs and lied down on her side. She followed his body from his throbbing dick and locked her eyes to his as she wrapped her fingers around his cock and lowered her lips.

He could see the morning light shining off of a drop of pre-cum on the tip of his dick as she squeezed and parted her lips slightly enough to kiss the end. She raised her lips once more and his pre-cum was replaced by a small amount of her saliva. She licked her lips and smiled up at him while her hand began to slide up and down.

She looked from his eyes toward her work and dropped her parted lips once more. This time, her mouth was opened a bit wider. Wide enough to take him in. He could feel her warm and soft tongue roll around the side of his cock as her mouth surrounded all of him. She pushed forward until he felt the end of his dick touch the back of her throat, but she learned how to deal with that from experience. She pushed further down until he felt his dick slip past her throat.

She pulled up with a slight gag before looking up at him with an open-mouthed look that said she was ready for him to take over. A small string of pre-cum and saliva clung from her bottom lip to the tip of his cock.

“I have to leave soon,” she said in a whisper.

“Enough said,” Lucky answered back as he sat up in bed and rolled Cheryl over on her back as he spread her legs apart and lied on top.

Her eyes sparkled with lust and excitement as he pushed his hips forward enough to feel the end of his dick push against her pussy. She moaned as he pushed a bit more until he felt the tip slip inside. Her fingers gripped the backs of his arms as he pushed more and more until his hips met hers.

He began thrusting his hips forward and back at a pace that gradually increased until the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh were almost as loud as her shouts of pleasure. Her fingers felt like they were digging deep into his arms, but he dared not stop due to the pain. Her mouth open and her eyes closed, she would orgasm soon enough.

She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pounded himself into her. Her screams turned to pleas for him to continue just before he felt her pussy tighten around him. Her juices leaked out around her thighs and moistened the bed below them as he rammed his cock into her quicker and quicker. He could feel his own orgasm coming soon and was trying his hardest to fuck it right out as soon as possible.

He grunted as he felt shot after shot of his hot cum release into her womb, sending her into yet another orgasm of her own.

After a few minutes of catching their breath, Cheryl rolled off of the bed and skipped into the bathroom. He could hear the shower turn on as she began singing to herself. He sat up on the bed and looked at the dresser.

“What are you going to do today?” She asked from the shower as he stood up and walked toward his underwear drawer.

“I have no idea,” he answered and it was the truth. He had nothing planned and it wasn’t like he could just walk out and go shopping or anything. A smile grew on his lips as he thought of the all the women’s reactions to a man walking alone and doing whatever he pleased. That smile turned into a grimace as he thought about the consequences he could have to face.

“Well, whatever you decide to do,” she sang out before he heard the shower turn off and the current slide open. “Have fun.”

He pulled a shirt out of another drawer and looked over as she walked from the bathroom while scrubbing her body with a towel and tossing it in the hamper behind her. She smiled at him as she grabbed the panties that she had picked out.

“I might read,” he said after a moment of thought. “I’m really enjoying that last book you gave me.”

“I’m happy you like it,” she said as she began pulling her clothes on at a quick pace. “I’ve gotta go or I’ll be late for sure.”

“Have a great day,” he said to her as she gave him a quick kiss.

“You too,” she called out just before the door closed behind her, leaving him alone in the apartment for the first time since they had moved there.

Not but a couple minutes passed before a knock on the door had Lucky opening it. He pulled the door open to find Lois standing just outside the frame with a smile on her face. He smiled back as he took her in visually.

Her long blonde hair was tied up in a large bun and she appeared to be dressed for work. Her button up blouse was pushed out by her large and perky breasts and was tucked into her matching slacks tight enough to see her natural curves.

“May I come in?” She asked with a wink. He moved to the side, allowing her room to step into the apartment before closing the door behind them.

“You about to go to work?” He asked as he turned to regard the beautiful woman. She was already pressed against him and had his back pressed against the door as her open mouth pressed tightly against his. Her tongue slipped inside his mouth as her hands slid under the elastic of the gray sweat pants that he had chosen for himself for the day.

“I am,” she breathed as she pulled her mouth away. Her hands slid over his growing erection and gripped tightly. Her eyes widened in happiness as she dropped to her knees, pulling his pants and underwear down in the process. “I don’t have time to have sex, but I just wanted to taste you before I had to leave. Cheryl ran a lot later than I thought she would.”

He closed his eyes as he felt the warm breath coming from her open mouthwash over his shaft as her hand held a firm grip on the base. He looked down just in time to see his dick begin to disappear into her mouth as she pushed forward. He could feel her tongue roll around as her lips closed tightly as her head bobbed back and forth. She wanted him to cum as quickly as he could. She wanted to taste him.

She began moving her head quicker, trying to match the speed that he usually pounded himself into her with. She began to moan as he was sure his dick was leaking a slight amount of pre-cum. She sucked the juices down and continued to shove her head back and forth. He could feel the back of her throat from time to time, followed by a gag from her.

Her hand squeezed tighter around his cock as her free hand cupped his balls gently. He knew that he would be able to release his cum soon. He knew that’s what she wanted.

“I’m going to cum,” he announced as a warning to her. His loads were very large and would be difficult for her to swallow all of it. This was the first time that he would cum in her mouth and wasn’t sure if she knew what to expect. She didn’t stop though. Her head continued to work back and forth as he felt his balls tighten and shaft swell.

With a grunt, he fired his first shot into her mouth. She made a surprised gargling noise as he felt he hand grip a bit tighter. Another shot and she let out a small gag as the stream of cum surely hit the back of her throat directly. He looked down at her struggle as his third shot fired out. She stopped working her head back and forth and focused on keeping as much of his cum in her mouth as possible. It ran out the corners of her mouth as she released his empty dick and pulled her head away to look up at him with widened eyes of surprise. Cum ran down her mouth and chin, dripping to the floor and smeared over the hand that had been gripping him.

“My god,” she exclaimed once she swallowed what she was able to. “That was unexpected.”

“I tried to warn you,” he said with a chuckle as she stood up and walked into the main bathroom to wipe her face off.

“You did try,” she admitted as she stepped back out of the bathroom, her face and hands clean. “I hate to run, but I have a late night tonight. A lot to do today.”

“I understand,” Lucky said with a shrug. “I’ll find a way to keep busy.”

“That reminds me,” she said as she stopped herself from opening the front door. “I’m friends with one of the neighbors on this floor. I’ve told her all about the two of us.”

Lucky gave her a look of concern. Cheryl couldn’t find out. It would be over for him if she found out. He didn’t want to break her heart and at the same time, didn’t want her to break his.

“Don’t worry,” continued, seeing his concerns. “She can be trusted, especially with all the dirt I have on her. Anyway, she’s intrigued by what I’ve been telling her about you. I think she doesn’t believe your skill to be true. Her name’s Toshiko and she’s just down the hall in room 20 B. Wanna meet her?”

Lucky eyed Lois and then the door. Did he want to extend his list of sex partners already? Did he even have a choice? Lois was a nice woman and he didn’t think she would do anything to harm him if he turned her offer down, but just the same why not humor her?

“Sure,” he said with a nod. He didn’t know if what he was doing was the right thing, but it felt right enough at the moment. He could already feel his erection begin to swell at the thought.

“Ok then,” Lois said with a smile. “Come on.”