Gettin' Lucky

by Amber Skyze

  “Please excuse the mess. I wasn’t expecting company. I mean…I don’t usually invite men back to my place.”

  In three easy strides he was face to face with her.

  “Shhh. No need to explain. I know you don’t make a habit of sleeping with men. That’s why I’m so honored you want to be with me.”

  His finger grazed her cheek.

  “I want to show you how much being with you means to me.”

  She lowered her head.

  “Marcy, please look at me.” He felt her pulling away. Why?

  “I’m not used to this, Lucky. I’ve never brought any man home. Ever.”

  She amazed him at every turn.

  “I’m truly honored, Marcy. I think we’ve known each other long enough. I’d considered us friends before we, you know.” He didn’t know how to define it. He didn’t want to cheapen it by saying sex, but he couldn’t call it lovemaking either.

  “I just wanted you to know I don’t sleep around.”

  “I never thought that, but thank you for telling me.”

  “Do you want something to drink?” she asked.

  “Water?” His mouth was parched.

  He took a seat on the couch and watched her as she went in search of his water. Her apartment was simple. Not many knickknacks. Simple leather furniture. Lamps sat on both end tables. There were no pictures, no clutter. It looked like it was there for show and nothing more.

  Did the woman ever entertain, even girlfriends? Lucky wondered what was behind the woman he’d grown so fond of. He thought he knew her from her weekly visits to the spa, but he was beginning to wonder if he knew the real Marcy.

  Did she not have any family or friends she wanted to share pictures of? Lucky thought of his apartment and how he might scare her off with all the pictures he had of his family. She really hadn’t made it further than the spare bedroom. He had pictures everywhere—on the walls, on the end tables, even on the entertainment center. His family meant the world to him. They were close-knit and he valued them.

  She returned with the bottled water.

  “Your place is so…” He searched for the right word. “Perfect.”

  She brushed him off with a swing of her hand.

  “I wouldn’t call this perfect. I haven’t cleaned in oh, I believe it’s been a few weeks.” She took a seat on the couch next to him.

  “What’s to clean?” He regretted the words as soon as they were out. He didn’t want to offend her.

  She laughed. He detected a hint of nervousness.

  “I know. I don’t collect things. Less is better in my mind.”

  He could understand that logic, but why no pictures?

  “Easier to clean that way I suppose.”

  “Yes.”

  She wasn’t offering much information so Lucky decided to be blunt and ask her directly.

  “How come you don’t have any photos of your family?”

  She shrugged.

  “I used to have them all over the place, but a lot of them contained Dan, so I took them down and put them away.”

  Things were looking much clearer now. She didn’t want any reminders of her ex lying around.

  “It must be tough being constantly reminded of what he did to you.”

  “That’s why they’re gone. I don’t need to see his face staring back at me every day. I have enough reminders at the store.”

  “Right.” Lucky remembered her telling him that her cheating ex-husband stole money from the business. Practically running it into the ground. Marcy worked tirelessly to build it back up.

  “Anyway, I’m so glad you called and invited me out. I didn’t want to wait until Friday.”

  “No?” He inched closer.

  Biting her lower lip she shook her head no.

  “Did you miss me?” he whispered.

  “Yes.”

  Lucky placed the water on the table and pulled her into an embrace.

  “I’m so glad to hear that. I’ve been dying to see you. I was afraid to call you.”

  Marcy pulled out of his grip.

  “Why?”

  “I don’t know.” He fiddled with her finger. “When you left last week, I wasn’t sure if it was a one-time deal or something you wanted more of.”

  “Oh I want more.” This time she pulled Lucky in for a searing kiss.

  She almost knocked his socks off with her fire.

  His hands cupped her face. He slowed the kiss down. He wanted to taste her tender lips.

  She followed suit. Her hands roamed until one covered his bulge. She applied a little pressure as she rubbed.

  She swallowed his groan.

  Her touch charged his body to life. He wanted her. He needed her. He had to posses her now.

  “Either take your clothes off here or lead me to your bedroom. I must be inside you.”

  “I thought you’d never ask.” She stood and kicked off her heels. Turning her back to him she headed off to another room. “Coming?”

  He didn’t need to be asked twice. “I’m right behind you.”

  Before she entered the bedroom she lifted her dress over her head and threw it at him. His cock twitched against his boxers. The strain was too much to handle. He had to remove his clothes. He stopped in the middle of the floor, toed off his shoes and unbuckled his belt.

  “Don’t take too long.” She blew him a kiss.

  Fuck it. He could finish in the bedroom. He wanted her out of her bra and panties. Pronto.

  He moved to her side and scooped her into his arms.

  She giggled.

  “Hope the walls aren’t thin because tonight you’re going to be singing to the heavens as I make you climax over and over.”

  “I can’t wait.”

  He walked over the threshold and into her room. He placed her carefully on the edge of the bed. He reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Her creamy breasts looked inviting.

  Kneeling in front of her he took a nipple in his mouth. He thought he’d died and gone to heaven. Her smooth skin tasted delightful.

  She shivered under his touch.

  His hand moved between her legs. Her juices coated the thong barely concealing her pussy. He had to taste her nectar.

  “Lay back,” he instructed.

  She did as he asked.

  Pushing aside the string he ran his tongue along the length of her swollen lips.

  “Oh Lucky,” she cried.

  His tongue lapped up the juices that had pooled at her opening. His other hand gently tugged at her lip, opening her so he had better access to her channel.

  He blew on her clit. She allowed her legs to fall to her sides. She reached down and started to rub her tiny nub.

  “Mmmm, I’m going to suck up all your sweet honey as you climax in my mouth.” His cock screamed against his tight pants. Watching her masturbate would be his undoing.

  “Here let me get these out of the way,” he said, pulling her panties down. She moved her legs cooperating with him.

  With her undies gone and her legs spread-eagle, Lucky thought he’d died and gone to heaven. This was how he’d pictured her so many times. Her hair spread out around her on the bed. Her body being offered to him. Having her please herself was the cherry on top.

  “Go ahead and continue rubbing that clit. I’m going to get rid of my clothes and when I’m done I’m going to dive back in and suck you dry.”

  She smiled up at him, as her finger rolled around the nub. She slid it down into her folds, coating her finger. He watched as she played with her clit. There was no doubt she pleasured herself often. Lucky could tell she was more than familiar with her pussy.

  He stripped his clothes off. Being free from the tight constraints did nothing to ease the pain in his throbbing cock. He’d have to bury himself in her soon or he would unleash his desires all over the floor.

  Once again he kneeled in front of her pussy. He reached over to his pants and removed the condoms. They needed to be close for when he was ready to plunge i
nside her.

  “Oh Marcy. You’re amazing. The way you please yourself without any qualms. I’ve never been treated to such treasures.”

  “I’m so close, Lucky. Please fuck me with your tongue or finger. I don’t care. I just need something inside my pussy now!”

  Her head thrashed from side to side as she spoke. Lucky leaned in and slid his tongue into her cunt. She was hot and wet. His slick tongue glided in and out. She tasted of strawberries. Sweet and succulent.

  “I’m coming,” she cried.

  Lucky didn’t need her to tell him. He felt the walls of her pussy contract against his tongue. Her finger rubbed harder and faster as he continued fucking her with his tongue. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined doing this with Marcy.

  Her body shuddered as the orgasm rolled through her body. She called his name over and over. Lucky knew he experienced bliss in that moment.

  Marcy laid there trying to catch her breath. Her finger rested against her clit and Lucky blew cool air against her hot skin. She knew from reading all those erotic books that a man could bring her to heights she’d never experienced, but she’d never dreamed she could bring herself to those heights right alongside him.

  She’d always wanted to masturbate for him. Since the day she’d laid eyes on him she’d felt the need to have him watch as she pleasured herself. Now she’d lived out yet another fantasy. Lucky was more than she could’ve asked for.

  Younger men certainly know how to please a woman.

  “You okay?” he asked.

  “Perfect.” She rested her hands on her chest.

  “Great because I’m just getting started.”

  She lifted her head to see he was fully aroused and sheathed. Her body grew excited as it anticipated him fucking her.

  He grabbed her hips and pulled her body closer to the edge. His cock nudged her opening.

  “Can you rest your legs on my chest?”

  She did her best to lay her legs against him. He pushed in and she gasped.

  “Marcy?”

  “Fuck me, Lucky.”

  She clasped the bedcovers as Lucky pushed deeper and deeper into her. He stretched her walls with his huge cock. There had never been a man so big inside her. Yet he felt so right.

  “Pinch your nipples for me Marcy. Let me see you roll those suckers for me.”

  Marcy pinched, sending tingling sensations zapping through her body straight to her clit.

  “Lucky,” she cried.

  “No, I’m the lucky one,” he cried as he pounded into her. His cock pulsed and he emptied his seed.

  Marcy was overcome with a mixture of emotions as Lucky collapsed on the bed and gathered her in his arms. The words, “I love you” lingered on the tip of her tongue. She refused to say those words to him or any man again. Dan had taught her a cold hard lesson in love—it wasn’t worth investing in.

  With the feelings bubbling up inside her maybe it was best if they ended things now. It would save them both a lot of heartache later on.

  But as he held her tight and she listened to his heart beating, Marcy couldn’t find the words to tell him it was over. Instead she let him lure her into his little safety net.

  Chapter Five

  Friday was upon her and Marcy debated whether or not to go to her weekly massage. Lucky had called a few times since their date. He was looking forward to meeting her after her session. He talked about how he wanted to make more of her fantasies reality. He warmed her heart with his desires to make her happy, but her heart was falling fast and she didn’t like the feelings.

  “Barb I need to do some paperwork in back. Holler if you need me.”

  “Will do, boss.”

  Marcy escaped to the serenity of her office. She logged into her computer hoping beyond hope that one of the ladies from the blog were on IM.

  Sure enough, Autumn and Elizabeth were on.

  Marcy: Hey cougars. I’m in need of a pep talk. I’m having doubts about going to my weekly massage. I’m scared about the way I’m feeling for Lucky. I’m wondering if I should ease on the brakes and take it a tad slower, but the sex is delish. Any suggestions?

  Autumn: Not go? And miss a great opportunity to have his hands all over you? Are you kidding? Besides, life is full of taking chances. You need to go for it.

  Elizabeth: You’ve been “slowing things down” your whole life. It’s time for you to jump in the fast lane. Just don’t forget the…seatbelt.

  They were right. She deserved this after what Dan put her through. She had to let go of her fears and see where things led. It was a risk, but it was one worth taking. If things didn’t work out, then hell, she would have had a good time while it lasted.

  No matter how much she tried convincing herself she knew there was a huge chance she would get her heart broken.

  Lucky was worth the risk.

  Lucky paced the room waiting for his brother Lorenzo. He’d told him over the phone that he had to talk to him about something important, something that would change both their lives.

  Lorenzo wanted to know immediately, but Lucky insisted they talk face to face. He didn’t want to discuss it over the phone. So his brother relented and said he’d come back into work so they could talk.

  Lucky didn’t know how to approach the subject with his brother. He’d never asked him to do anything like this before. He wasn’t sure how Lorenzo would react to his request.

  The knock on the door had his stomach churning.

  “It’s open.”

  Lorenzo walked through the door looking tired and concerned.

  “I’m here, spill it.”

  Lucky raked his fingers through his hair and let out a deep breath.

  “What I’m about to ask you will probably shock you. I’ve given this a lot of thought so I’m hoping you’ll be willing to do this for me.”

  “Wow, whatever this is has you wound up tight. What’s her name?”

  Lucky hated that his brother knew him so well. He didn’t have to beat around the bush.

  “Marcy.”

  Lorenzo placed his hand on Lucky’s shoulder.

  “Dude, chill. Take a few deep breaths and tell me what’s eating you. You know I’ll help you out with whatever it is.”

  Lucky looked up at his brother. The look in his eyes reassured him that no matter what he said, he wouldn’t be shocked.

  “I’d like you to help me fulfill one of Marcy’s fantasies.”

  Lorenzo whistled.

  “It’s that serious is it?”

  “Yes.”

  “Okay, so what’s this fantasy?”

  “She wants to be fucked by two men.” Speaking the words out loud lifted a burden off his shoulders.

  “Shit, dude. We’ve shared a lot of things in our life, but never a woman.”

  Fuck! Had he made a mistake asking Lorenzo? Was he going to turn him down?

  “Does she know you’re asking me?”

  “No. I wanted it to be a surprise.”

  “I’m sure it’ll be a surprise all right.”

  “Listen if you’re not up for it, no worries.”

  “Just the opposite. I think it would be fun. As long as Marcy is on board, so am I.”

  “Seriously?” Lucky couldn’t believe Lorenzo had agreed so readily. He’d thought it would take some coaxing, maybe a little bribe, but no. Lorenzo had hopped right on the bandwagon.

  “I can tell this means a lot to you or you wouldn’t be asking. The worry is written all over your face.”

  “Yeah, you’re right. It does mean a lot to me. So does she. There’s nothing I want to do more than make her happy. If being with two men is what she wants than I want to be the one to give that to her.”

  “When do I get to meet this wonderful woman who has my brother twisted in knots?”

  “In about thirty minutes.”

  “Not wasting any time are ya, bro?”

  “No, not where Marcy’s concerned.” Lucky wanted to make sure she knew what she meant to him.


  “How do you want to handle this?”

  “She’ll be here soon to see Vienna. When she’s done I’m gonna invite her upstairs. I’ll talk to her first and if she agrees I’ll come get you.”

  “I’m here for you, dude.”

  “Thanks.” He pulled Lorenzo into a bear hug and slapped his back. “You don’t know how much this means to me.”

  Lorenzo left Lucky who continued pacing the room. Marcy would be there in thirty short minutes. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on her body. He wanted to explore her over and over. He’d never grow tired of her. Tonight he had a special treat in store for her. He hoped she had meant it when she said she wanted a threesome. He knew it couldn’t be just any man. He knew it had to be his brother Lorenzo. No other man would work.

  After speaking with Lorenzo he felt better about asking. Though they’d never shared a woman before, Lucky wanted to do this for her. He knew it would probably be the only time he’d be able to do it. He didn’t want to share her with anyone, including Lorenzo.

  First he had to make sure she’d be comfortable with the idea.

  Lucky glanced at the clock discreetly hidden on the shelf. It was almost time to put his plan in motion.

  After all the reassurance Marcy received from Autumn and Elizabeth, she felt better about her massage. If it led to sex afterward, all the better. She was going with the carefree attitude. She had a sexy man ready, willing and able to give her the most glorious sex of her life. How could she not show up for her massage? Resistance was not her strong suit when it came to Lucky.

  “Hi Marcy,” Yvette, the receptionist said greeting her.

  “Hi. I know I’m a few minutes early.”

  “No problem. Vienna’s almost ready for you. She said to just go to your usual room, go in and get ready.”

  “Really?” That was odd. Lucky always met her in the lobby and walked her back to the room.

  “That’s what she said. Oh and Lucky wants to see you. I’ll have him meet you in the hallway.” She picked up the phone as Marcy walked away.

  “Okay. Thanks.” Marcy walked through the double glass doors and headed toward their room. She liked how that sounded. Their room.