CHAPTER 14: DREAMS

A few hours later...

Clark walks back into the bedroom to check up on Lois. He opens the door and walks over to the bed; kneeling down next to the bed.

She really is tired, he thinks to himself; lightly sweeping a lock of hair off her sleeping face. He gets up; giving her a soft kiss on her cheek. Then he walks out of the room and quietly closes the door behind him. But what Clark doesn't know is that she's having some very interesting dreams...

Lois comes into the kitchen; tying the belt to her robe. She walks over to the door to see who had the nerve to show up in the middle of the night.

She looks through the glass pane of the door and sees what looks like a pizza delivery guy holding a pizza. But she can't see his face very well because the porch light is out. All she could make out is that he's tall with dark hair; wearing a baseball cap and jacket.

"What do you want?" opening the door.

"Did somebody order a pizza?" he asks; smiling at her.

She has a puzzled look on her face as he comes in and lays the pizza box on the counter. "I don't remember ordering a pizza?" she finally says.

"You didn't?" looking curiously at her, then pulling out the order slip and reading it. "It says here that I was to deliver a pizza with everything on it to this address," holding the slip out to her.

She takes it and quickly reads it. "This doesn't make any sense," a frown on her face. "I can't pay for this," looking up at him. "I forgot to go to the ATM today and don't have enough cash on me."

Now he frowns at her. "Look lady," he says, "I expect to get paid for this pizza. And I'm not leaving until I receive payment," crossing his arms against his chest.

"What can I do?" she asks him.

"Well," taking a few steps closer until he's only a foot away from her. "I think removing the robe you're wearing would be a very good start," his hand fingering the knot in the belt of her robe.

"Really?" staring into his intensely blue eyes.

"Really," his fingers unknotting the belt; allowing the robe to fall open. She gasps as his fingers move to her shoulders and pushes it off. "That's MUCH better," a smug look on his face.

"Now what?" she asks.

"This," he replies; picking her up and carrying her over to the dining room table. He lays her down and promptly removes his clothes.

"Is this the only way I can make it up to you?" looking up at him.

"I'm afraid it is," pulling her close to the edge of the table and wrapping her legs around his waist.

"Ohh," she gasps again as he slowly pushes into her; closing her eyes as he begins to thrust into her.

"I...need...to...go...deeper..." grunting between thrusts.

"Do it!" she cries out.

"You better believe it baby," slipping his hands underneath her backside and lifting her up slightly off the table.

"Ahh!" she moans loudly as he penetrates her deeply; hitting her g-spot over and over again. "I'm cuming!" her body writhing as she comes to a climax.

He continues thrusting into her; finally having his own climax. Then he pulls out of her and promptly puts his clothes back on.

She sits up and stares at him. "You're going already?" an astonished look on her face.

"Sorry," he says; his voice tinged with regret. "I have one more pizza to deliver tonight."

"I see," turning her head away.

He comes back over to her. "But after I deliver it, can I come back and get the rest of the payment for the pizza?" raising his eyebrows.

She looks back at him and smiles. "You better believe it baby," winking at him...

Lois bolts up in bed; sweating profusely. What the hell was that? wiping her forehead. She gets out of bed and walks over to the closet; pulling out one of Clark's robes. She thinks about the dream she just had.

I think I'm in the mood for a pizza; picking up the nightstand phone...

In the meantime, Clark goes downstairs and promptly goes into the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee. After he adds some milk and sugar, he takes his cup into the living room and sits down on the couch; propping his feet on the coffee table.

He's drinking his coffee when he hears the sounds of footsteps. He puts down his cup and looks over his shoulder towards the staircase, but there's nobody there. He turns back towards his cup when Shelby suddenly jumps on the couch and starts licking his face.

"Hey, Shelby," giving him a hug and rubbing his ears. Then Shelby curls up on the couch next to him and lays his head on Clark's lap. Clark absently strokes the top of his head; forgetting about his coffee. He rests his head on the back of the couch and closes his eyes; having some dreams of his own...

Clark is about to start cleaning the house when he hears a knocking at the door. He walks over and sees somebody standing outside. He walks closer and opens the door. "Yes?"

She walks in wearing a French maids uniform and black stiletto heels. "I understand that you need some help with the housework?" smiling at him.

"I do," he replies. "But how did you know that?"

"Just a feeling," a lilt in her voice. "So where do you want me to start?"

"Well, before you start, I should tell you that I hadn't planned on you coming here today. I don't have enough cash to pay you."

"Hum," a thoughtful look on her face. "You know," she begins to say, "I know exactly how you can make it up to me," winking at him.

"How?" he asks.

She grabs his hand and leads him to the living room couch; pushing him down. Then she kneels down in front of him and unzips his pants.

"I just love it when my clients go commando," a smirk on her face as she pulls down his pants, then promptly pulls off his t-shirt; leaving him completely naked.

"What are you going to do to me?" he queries.

"What do you think?" rolling her eyes.

"If it's what I think it is..." his voice trailing off when she starts licking his member. "Ahh," he moans as she slowly licks him up and down; her fingers gripping his backside.

"Umm," she moans softly. "I love the way you taste," she murmurs as she lightly blows up and down his length. His body starts writhing with pleasure as her hot breath hits his wetness.

"Ahh!" he moans loudly as her mouth finally takes in as much of him as she can; her fingers wrapping tightly around his base. Her mouth moves up and down on him; squeezing him at the same time. "I'm cuming!" he finally yells out.

He finally releases inside her as she deep-throats him. "Umm," she murmurs again; slowly removing her mouth and lapping up the remains of his release. Then she gets up and unzips her uniform; revealing her naked body to him.

"I love it when my maid goes commando," echoing her words as she lowers herself onto him...

His eyes pop open. Wow! What a dream that was. He gets up from the couch and looks around the room. This room could use a cleaning; smiling to himself.

I wonder if Lois still has that French maids uniform...

TO BE CONTINUED...