Chapter 37 ~ Interlude

The only bad thing about coming home on the weekends was having to share
Lucky with all of the customers, Liz thought as she layed down on their bed.
As soon as they had arrived home from the Art Academy she had volunteered to
help Lucky with the dinner crowd, but Lucky would not hear of it. He knew
that she had a major art history test to study for, so he'd insisted that she
go upstairs and do it. That way they'd have more time later for..."other
things." Liz laughed at how Lucky always hinted around about wanting to have
sex. He never just came right out and said it.

However, as Liz lie propped up on her elbows with her text book open beneath
her head, her thoughts continuously drifted. She coudn't seem to keep the
events that had occured that week out of her mind. She thought about her
confrontation with Kyle and she especially thought about what might have
happened that afternoon with Kyle and Lucky. 'Lucky wants to bash Kyle's face
in,' she thought.'I'm definitely going to have to find a way of keeping Lucky
and Kyle in their seperate corners,' Liz sighed. "Study girl - STUDY," she
said aloud.
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"Baby I - "

Lucky stopped mid-sentence upon spotting Liz's sleeping figure in the middle
of their bed. He leaned against the door frame and smiled. "There goes that
plan," he sighed aloud. "Another back rub right out the window," he grinned.

He walked slowly over to the bed, careful not to wake his sleeping beauty.
'She looks so exhausted,' he thought. Her head in the middle of the text
book, her legs curled up to her chest. He sat gingerly on the edge of the
bed, brushing lightly at the soft strands of silken hair that fell over her
eyes. 'I can't believe she's actually here,' he thought. Finally a night when
he wouldn't have to dream about her because she'd been in his arms. He
couldn't believe how slowly the days without her passed. How had he slept at
night before they shared a bed?

Lucky did not want to wake her, so he got up slowly and began to turn down
the bedding. He then scooped her up and placed her softly in between the
sheets. Lucky had to laugh at Liz's incoherent mumblings. Something about not
being "tired yet."

Lucky slipped out of his work clothes and into his plaid boxer shorts.
Finally sliding in bed beside his Elizabeth, encircling her waist with his
arms and reveling in the warmth of the angel next to him.

Chapter 38

Lucky turned his head to the right, and out of the "face first" position in
his pillow. 'What is that noise?' he thought, trying to shake off the sleep
that fogged his brain. He slowly lifted his heavy eyelids. A cool empty space
replaced his wife's side of the bed. "Lizbeth?" he mumbled, barely audibly.
'Where is she?' he thought. 'It's only...'he pondered, hefting his head from
the pillow. '7:00 a.m.' he continued upon spotting the alarm clock. 'Where
the Hell is that music coming from?'

Love
Love...
Oh..whoa...love...love

"Right here baby," Lucky heard from behind. He slowly turned over in bed.

What Lucky saw, cleared his mind of any remnants of sleep instantly. He sat
straight up in bed, grinning widely at his wife. He shook his head,"What are
you doing?" he laughed.

Elizabeth was dressed in - well, barely dressed - in a black, double breasted
suit jacket that came to rest merely an inch or two beneath her butt, under
which she wore a collared, white cotton shirt. That was the extent of her
outfit. Except of course, for the 3-inch black hills and black top hat. She
was dancing around the room, swaying her hips seductively. Slowly, she began
to walk towards Lucky.

"What are you doing baby?" Lucky asked through his laughter.

Liz closed in on Lucky, and wrapped her arms around his neck, still dancing,
while standing between his legs. "Well," she began. "You know...I got up this
morning and I was seized by this overwhelming feeling of guilt for having
fallen asleep on you last night, so...." she said, retreating backwards. "I
decided to make it up to you with a little show."

"You're gonna strip for me?" Lucky asked, his voice going up on 'strip.'
Puberty had struck once again. He tried to grab her waist, but failed when
she walked even further away.

"Ah-ah-ah, Mr. Spencer - no touching the merchandise...at least, not yet,"
Liz giggled, continueing to entice him with her exotic dancing. Liz suddenly
flung her hat from her head. Chestnuts ringlets that had been hidden from
view came tumbling down around her shoulders.

Lucky leaned back on the bed and swallowed hard. Liz grinned widely at the
effect she was already having on him. 'Jeez, I haven't even taken anything
off yet,' she thought. Lucky propped himself up on his shoulders and shook
his head back and forth, watching her in fascination. 'Is this the same woman
who only three days ago was worried about the rape coming back to haunt
her...she never ceases to amaze me.'

Liz turned so that she was facing away from Lucky and began to unbotton her
jacket. She was blushing at the fact that she was actually going through with
this. The thought had crossed her mind a million times, but never did she
think she'd actually have the guts to do it. But here she was...stripping for
Lucky.

You make me feel like a mist of sunshine
Inside.....

She slowly brought the jacket down around her shoulders and flung it off as
well. Lucky sighed. The vision of his wife in his shirt and black high heels
was somehow very, very appealing. Liz began to walk towards Lucky again, like
a cat stalking her prey. Lucky cocked his head to the side, wondering what
her mischevious little mind had planned now. He sat up on the edge of the bed
with his legs spread. His wifes' leg immediately bent before him, atop the
bed, perched between his legs. Lucky came face to face with her knee, while
her heel covered foot lingered dangerously close to his crotch. Lucky reached
out and stroked Liz's calf. She began to unbotton her shirt. Lucky watched as
an eternity went by, she was enjoying this way too much. Finally, she got to
the top botton and the shirt hung open, revealing a black satin and lace bra
and panty set.

You make me feel like splendor in the grass
While we're rollin'....
Dance with me baby

Lucky reached up and grasped Liz's shoulders. He slowly guided the white
cotton fabric down the length of her arms. It fell to the floor. Lucky stared
in awe as Elizabeth bent down to remove her pumps.

"Um..."Lucky began, grabbing Elizabeth's hand before she reached her foot.
"Could you...um, keep those on?"

Liz raised an eyebrow and grinned shyly. Who would have ever thought that her
Lucky would have a "thing" for heels.

You make me feel like the Amazons' runnin'
Between my thighs

"Sure," she wispered. Liz stood there at the foot of the bed, not completely
knowing what to do next. 'Should I take the rest off?' she thought. 'Or
should I let him?'

Suddenly her question was answered. Luckys arms encircled her waist, pulling
her forward. He pulled her until she was lieing on top of him on their bed.
He threaded his fingers though her hair as his lips began burning hers.

You make me feel love
Love - Love - Love - Love
Love - Love - Love - Love

The music stopped, but they had only just begun. Lucky quickly unclasped the
fabric that encased Liz's breasts. His lips followed where his hand had been
as he lavishly planted kisses on her chest and stomach.

Love....Love....

Liz brought her legs up to meet his hips and let them drop down again as she
rubbed the backs of Lucky's legs with her own. She made sure that he could
feel that she did indeed still have her shoes on. Lucky's hands roamed up and
down Liz's sides, relishing her softness. They came to a stop at her hips,
his fingers yearning to break through the satin material that covered them.
His strong fingers curled over the edge of her panties as Liz lifted her hips
to accomodate his task.

You make me feel like a candy apple
Red and Hearty.
You make me feel like I wanna be a dumb blonde
In a centerfold, the girl nextdoor....

Taking the hint, he pulled the fabric down, revealing her. All of her. Lucky
moved farther up Liz's body and began to kiss her again, with an intensity
unlike before. His hand explored the region recently uncovered.

And you would open the door and tie me up to the bed...
You make me feel love - love - love - love - love....
love - love - love - love - love...

Liz moaned softly into his mouth. Her body felt as if it were on fire and her
voice responded in a sound, that for lack of a better word was a scream.

Lucky almost laughed. "Ssh...Elizabeth, there are people having breakfast
downstairs."

Love
Love
Love....whoa...whoa....

"I don't care," she moaned, her head slowly turning back and forth. Liz
arched her back forcefully, wanting all of him at that very second.

Lucky could no longer contain his desire either, her grasped Liz firmly by
the hips, pulling her down to meet him and entered her deeply. He propped
himself up on his elbows and started to kiss the love of his life again. He
wondered how he had gotton so lucky. Slowly, their bodies rocked in unison
and finally exploded as one.