Chapter 2

It was two days after the events on the train before Lisa made contact. I was sitting in the tiny restaurant that was attached to the hotel I was staying at, eating my breakfast, when she contacted me.

My phone chirped to report the arrival of a text message. I nearly fell off the seat; I never thought she would actually contact me. To be honest, I thought I would get a call from some chinless wonder of a PA and perhaps the offer of a couple of free tickets to whatever show she was appearing on next.

I had googled her and did some digging into what she did so I knew more about her should we ever meet again.

The first message just said, ‘Good morning Handsome.’

I replied with. ‘Are you sure this was for me?’

Her reply just said, ‘Of course it was silly.’

I replied, with ‘Morning gorgeous x.’

The next text message said, ‘Do you fancy a beer x, Lisa.’

It was Short, sweet, and to the point.

I sent back the message, “Sorry it’s a bit early for me.”

‘Hey, I am the comedian around here x’ was her reply.

I retorted with, ‘Ahhhh so that is what you do!’

She replied with ‘ho ho ho, my place about 7ish tonight’.

That was followed by another text with her address on it.

I was walking around in a bit of a daze all day. To this day I can honestly say, I still cannot remember half of what I did at work. Let’s face it; a date with Lisa Tarbuck was not an everyday occurrence. I bailed out of work early and dashed back to the hotel. I was not sure how the night would turn out but I was hedging my bets. If I did get lucky, I wanted to look my best.

Once I was back in my hotel room, I filled the sink and slotted a new blade into my razor. I made sure I was nice and smooth, all over if you get my drift, and then stood in the shower for fifteen minutes. I let the hot water relax my body as I tried to calm myself down. I decided to go casual, so I slipped into trousers and a denim shirt. A quick buff-up of my shoes and a splash of aftershave and I was ready.

Getting a cab outside the hotel was easy; the great thing about London was the vast quantity of black cabs. Stand at the side of the road and stick out a hand and they swarm around you like bees around the honey pot. The trip from my hotel into London’s Docklands district took over twenty minutes in the rush hour traffic.

Lisa’s apartment block looked even more impressive in the daylight. The commissionaire - okay, let’s be honest here; he was called a commissionaire but he was basically a posh security guard - called up to check that I was expected.

Once he had given me the go-ahead, he slid a passkey into the elevator’s card entry system and even pushed the button to take me to the right floor. As the elevator zoomed up to the penthouse apartment, I pondered over what the evening had in store for me.

Lisa’s door was open so I knocked and walked straight in. Lisa was sitting on the sofa opposite an older woman. They were deep in discussion. Lisa waved at me and told me to help myself to a beer from the fridge. I wandered into the kitchen.

There was a good supply of Beck’s in the fridge and I soon had the top off one, not wanting to go mooching around her cupboards looking for a glass, I swigged it straight from the bottle. The conversation was soon over between Lisa and the woman and she showed her out briskly.

Lisa walked over and gave me a peck on the cheek and reached into the fridge.

“Hello, you,” she said and she popped the top off two more bottles of beer and handed me one.

“Hello, back Miss Tarbuck!” I replied.

“Hey, you can cut that out, it’s Lisa to you Mr!” she said, and she kissed me on the lips. A quick peck nothing more but it sent a shock wave through my body.

I followed her through to the living room. The doors were open, and we sat on the balcony overlooking the River Thames. The view was amazing; you could look one way to Docklands over the city of London, and the other way toward the Millennium Dome just down the river. It looked gorgeous in the early evening sun. There was the faint noise of the city traffic and boats on the river but apart from that, it was fairly quiet.

I sat and watched as Lisa sat swigging from her bottle. She gazed out drinking at the view. She seemed to be in a little world of her own. I gazed at her, taking in her amazing beauty.

It was not long before she realised, I was staring at her. She smiled and winked at me.

“I think that when you did your knight in shining armour act you didn’t really know who I was, did you?” and she laughed that famous laugh, like a gutter.

“And you’d be right to think that,” I said, also laughing.

“It was only when the taxi driver slipped a little on the way back to my hotel that I started to realise exactly who you are!” I said apologetically.

“Well, when I told my PA about the other night, I was furious with myself,” Lisa said, her face taking on a sombre look.

I interrupted her.

“You were not to know those thugs would be on the train. Do not blame yourself.”

Lisa laughed and shook her head.

“Nope, not that I got on the train. As you say, that is fate. No, I was furious because I forgot to reward you for your gallant deeds.” She said with a smile.

“Hey, there is no need.” I interrupted again. “I was only doing what anyone would do.”

“That is bollocks and you know it. It took some guts to take on those guys. You could have been seriously hurt, or worse!” she said with a serious look on her face and her voice had changed.

“Well, it was a spur of the moment thing. You were in trouble and needed some help,” I said, playing down my part and at the same time thinking to myself that I was indeed an idiot to have tackled them.

“Well, you were my knight in shining armour and it’s only right that you get a reward for your endeavours.” She smiled at me, that incredible smile, a smile not so much on the lips but a smile in the eyes.

Those dark sexy eyes, eyes that shone and twinkled at me. Eyes that seemed so deep, so sultry, and yet so full of hope and promise. Fuck me she had sexy eyes!

“Look, Lisa please do not ruin a great evening by offering me money, okay? I did what I did, but I do not want to be paid for it,” I said, looking Lisa straight in the eyes.

Lisa laughed, “I am not and was not going to offer you money, you stupid man. You saved me from a fate worse than death the other night. Hey, those guys wanted to rape me, but I prefer my loving a bit more gentle if you know what I mean?”

The world stood still for a few seconds as my head spun and I tried to comprehend what was happening.

“Okay ... I think I do,” I said, still a bit bemused.

Lisa continued, “And you look like the strong but gentle type to me.”

I started to get the message. Lisa stood up and tipped the bottle up to her lips, draining the dregs of lager from it.

“I fancy a lie-down,” she smiled, “if you care to join me?”

She gave me a dirty wink and with that, she walked back into the apartment.

Like a puppy dog, I followed her. She walked to the bedroom without glancing back at me; she knew I was following her. As she walked, her big sexy ass swayed seductively. Once inside the bedroom, Lisa turned to face me.

We kissed, softly at first, and then the passion increased. Our lips mashed together and our tongues wrestled each other. Lisa’s arms were soon draped around my neck.

I slid my arms around Lisa’s waist and pulled her close to me, one hand on her back, the other hand cupping one of her ample buttocks. We had been snogging for a few minutes when Lisa pushed me away from her.

“Get undressed for me please, Zak” and she giggled as she sat on the edge of the huge bed.

I kicked off my socks and shoes, and my shirt was soon over my head.

Lisa cooed, “I do so love a man with a hairy chest.”

My trousers soon hit the deck and I was standing in my black sports briefs. Briefs that had started to bulge at the front, bulging with anticipation; my cock was growing and throbbing in my briefs.

“Mmmm Mmmm Nice, very nice indeed,” Lisa murmured as she beckoned me toward her.

I was soon standing right in front of her. She slid a hand through the hair on my chest, stroking, gently teasing my nipples. Her fingers stroked and teased them, giving them a gentle but firm tweak. Her soft gentle hands stroked down over my stomach, sending butterflies fluttering through my body.

Lisa traced patterns over my skin until she got to my waist. Her fingers slid under the waistband of my briefs and stroked my soft lower belly.

I heard myself gasp...

My cock responded as you would expect it to. It began to swell and throb as the blood left my head and engorged my dick. Lisa let out a low whistle.

“Would it be okay if I lowered your briefs?” She looked up at me, her face full of innocence.

“Oh, yes, please, yes, they are getting very tight,” I said laughing nervously.

Lisa’s fingers hooked into the waistband of my briefs and I closed my eyes. I felt it as she lowered them slowly. I felt them flutter down around my ankles. I kicked them off and they skimmed across the room.

Lisa let out a low wolf whistle. Her fingers wrapped around the base of my throbbing erection and stroked it a couple of times. She leaned forward and licked up along the length of my cock, from my balls to the very tip, dipping her tongue into a pool of pearly white pre-cum that had escaped and was just about to roll down my erection.

“Mmmm, you have a nice cock, my friend,” she purred.

I felt her lips slide down the length of my cock until her nose was touching my balls. I felt her tongue lapping at my rod as she pulled her head back, and then drove her lips down over my cock again.

I felt my heart start to race and my breathing deepened.

As she started to suck and fuck my cock with her mouth, her hands cupped my balls. Her long fingernails stroked over the taut skin. She fondled and stroked them as her head moved back and forth, gently mouth-fucking my cock.

She was letting out little slurping noises as she sucked me off and they were so erotic they were driving me mad.

“Oh, fuck me that feels so good Lisa!” I groaned.

The sensations that were flooding through my cock and the noise that Lisa was making were driving me wild; she was slurping and sucking like a wild thing. The noise was almost as much of a turn-on as the feeling of her lips around my bell end.

I put my hand on the back of her head and slowed her pace. I wanted to enjoy every second. Let’s face it; it’s not often you have a celebrity blowing you. Lisa used her full lips to drag up and down my cock, sucking me softly as they did so. Every time she got to the tip of my knob, she kissed and licked it before slipping it back into her mouth.

She was a top-class cock sucker that was obvious...

I felt her tongue lapping around the rim of my cocks broad crown, and her lips sucking on the tip of my helmet.

I wished I had had a wank in the shower at the hotel so this amazing sensation would last longer. Nevertheless, as it was, I knew that I would soon blow my stack. I had not been sexually active for a couple of months and Lisa gave me a great blowjob. Her lips and tongue were sending me wild.

Lisa used her tongue and lips to massage and caress the skin along my cock, every now and then sucking the very tip, tasting the pre-cum that was escaping at regular intervals. The room was full of moans and groans: moans and groans of satisfaction from me, and moans and groans of lust and desire from Lisa.

Lisa was making lots of noise, sucking, and kissing my cock and balls with a passion. There were lots of Ahhh’s and mmmm’s as she took me to heaven and back. The cacophony of sound was almost as erotic as the feelings of pleasure shooting up and down my dick!

I tried to hold back as much as I could, I was revelling in the exquisite pleasure that was shooting in spasms through my entire body. My head was in bits and I could hardly focus, such was the intensity of the enjoyment I was feeling. The touch of her lips on my cock and her hands fondling my ball sack was far too much for me to take.

I called out a warning, telling her I was about to cum.

I did not even know if she liked a guy to cum in her mouth or not. Then I thought if I did cum in her mouth and she did not like it I would not get the chance to fuck her.

My hands gripped her head and I tried to pull her away from my cock as I felt my balls begin to boil and tighten. Lisa shook her head. I took that as a sign to carry on, and that she was okay with taking my seed in her mouth.

She took the tip of my dick between her lips and wrapped a hand around the base of my throbbing erection, slowly wanking me off. I could feel the tip of her tongue lashing at my mushroom-shaped helmet. At the same time, her left hand cupped my balls, squeezing them gently as if she were trying to squeeze the hot seed from my nuts.

I heard myself moaning and groaning as the passion and excitement rose up inside me.

My hips took on a life of their own and I started to drive my cock into her mouth, using her sweet lips to pleasure myself. My hands gripped her head, as I fucked her mouth. I felt Lisa’s hands slide around my waist and then felt a jolt of pain as her fingernails dug deep into the flesh of my buttocks. Yes, it was painful but at the same time, it was pleasurable if you get my gist...

Lisa slurped my cock deep into her mouth and that was the final straw. I groaned loudly and felt my cock swell and jerk in Lisa’s soft warm mouth.

The first string of cum exploded from me, with great force and a great yelp of satisfaction from me. It was followed, by several more bursts of cum. As I felt it leave my body, I looked down to see Lisa looking up at me. There was a look of more lust in her eyes - lust and satisfaction.

I felt my dick start to wilt in her mouth and watched as Lisa sucked and licked my member clean. She obviously liked the taste of cum, and she made sure my dick was clear of every smidgen of love juice.

I watched her work with my heart thumping and my breath coming in gasps. Once my dick was as clean as a new pin, Lisa let it drop from her hands and smiled up at me.

“Mmmm, well I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did Zak,” she said and then she licked her lips, catching a droplet of cum that had escaped from her mouth.

She stood up and I took a step back to give her room. I watched as her hands snaked behind her, and I heard the familiar sound of a zipper being pulled down. Lisa’s skirt dropped to the floor and she kicked it away. She had on dark hold-up stockings; her panties were being totally hidden from my view by the tails of her long blouse.

A blouse that was now being unbuttoned, as slowly she moved from top to bottom. When she was done, she opened it to reveal her chest. A big lacy white bra was doing its best to keep her heaving bosom under control. Lisa’s huge boobs were doing their best to fall out of her bra. She had huge, freckled tits. Tits that seemed to be oozing out of her bra cups.

“Would you like to take my bra off for me please, Zak?” Lisa purred.

Would I ever, I thought to myself...

I stepped forward and lifted up my hands and massaged her tits through the lace-covered cups. She had a good meaty handful. I started rotating my thumbs over her nipples, which were standing out through the fabric of her bra. The clasp for the brassiere was at the front. I unclipped it and opened the two halves of the bra, then watched her huge tits tumble out.