The Chef by Karen Blayne

Oh by the way red tape first.

Be warned these short stories contain mature content or naughty bits and as such may corrupt you if you’re under 12, 16, 18, 21 or 25 depending where you live thus if they are not suitable for you put them back on the shelf and let them age for a year or two.

They were sort of scribbled for fun. If you’ve paid money for this book just be aware the author has not received any payment. In fact no one has permission to charge money for this book and copyright ©2019 is retained by the author.

Luv Karen

Friday night and Kevin sat nursing his beer. He carefully watched Andrea out of the corner of his eye. He barely registered Destiny slide in besides him. “Andrea puts rouge on her nipples to make them stand out better under her sheer tops.” Destiny nibbled his ear and slid her fingers up the inside of his thigh. “She doesn’t, does she?” “Of course she does. After lectures of course, in the powder room she changes her bra to a less opaque one after rouging her nipples. She’s just about to give you a flash.” Kevin stared at those lovely legs that parted briefly giving him a glimpse of heavenly underwear. “Why do you think she puts on heels in the powder room as well?” “Make herself taller.” “Nonsense it’s so her knees are above her crotch to give you guys a good view. That’s what she gets off on flaunting her body.” “And you don’t get off groping me either.” Destiny shrugged “Each of us have our own preferences and tastes. Talking of taste I heard a certain chemist baked a chocolate cake at midnight last night?” “There’s none left.” “So it’s true then?” “It’s true enough.” “Let me take you away from all this.” “This beer has to last me all night.” She opened a purse and took out a fifty and wiggled it into his jean pocket. “Destiny what are you doing?” “Giving you fifty so you can buy another beer when you come back.” He looked at her innocent looking expression then swallowed his beer in one. “Let’s go then.”

“Angel and I have new digs.” “So?” “It has a spare room.” “I can’t afford it.” “It’s free.” “For services rendered?” Destiny changed the subject “It’s nicely furnished.” She took him by the hand which really worried him. Angel and Destiny were close, well closer than close Angel commanded and Destiny obeyed and he couldn’t for the life of him think why Angel would have sent Destiny to collect him nor given her fifty dollars as well.

“We’re here.” She called out as they entered the apartment. “He’s the one that can cook?” The vision asked Destiny. “Cakes at midnight.” Affirmed Destiny. The vision stepped closer and kissed him deeply on the lips. “Not bad.” Kevin wondered if he was being auditioned. “Let’s see what he’s got. Blow him.” Destiny undid his jeans and he noticed Angel come up behind him and helped pull his jeans down round his ankles. Then she leaned into to him and whispered “Obedient little slut isn’t she.” As she nibbled his ears.

The vision ran her tongue over her lips as she watched the two lesbians set to work. She ran her fingers over her breast whether it was to stimulate herself or give Kevin something visual she wasn’t sure, perhaps a bit of both. He started to eject and Destiny pulled him out of her mouth and let his spunk shoot across her face.

The vision licked some of it up Destiny’s face. “Tasty, he’ll do.” There was a sound of an impatient car horn outside. “Drat. I must fly.” The vision scurried out on three inch heels. Kevin looked out the window and saw a yellow Lamborghini outside.

“Now you two what’s the deal? And when did Destiny start giving blow jobs?” “Skylar has a boyfriend.” “A filthy rich boyfriend.” “And Skylar is his trophy girlfriend.” “We get all our expenses paid for providing we keep the place clean and tidy and don’t flirt with boyfriend.” “We can do her ironing and look after her clothes but we can’t cook so that’s where you come in.” “And for enough money we give blow jobs.” “We aren’t cheap though so don’t think you can afford our prices.” Kevin looked round at the empty bedroom. “No our bed isn’t big enough for three so don’t get your hopes up.” Destiny grinned. “I’d best get my stuff then and move in.” Two hours later he was unpacking his meagre collection of clothes and books when he heard the door open. There was Skylar kicking her heels off with a bulging handbag which she passed over to Angel. “The Casino again tonight was it?” “Yes thank god. Throw it all in the safe for now.” She looked up at Kevin. “You, in my room now!” Kevin stepped to it and Skylar followed peeling off her clothes as she did so until she was standing there looking as if she was about to do a Playboy Lingerie shoot. “Right in it goes.” Destiny undid his jeans and started to give him a blow job until he was hard. Then she guided him in. The sex was rapid. Skylar was sopping wet and in a hurry. “Thank God.” She cried then looked at him. “You’ll do.” Before sprawling out on the bed.

Next morning he woke up and wondered into the kitchen where Skylar in a long T shirt and no make up was making coffee. “You look less intimidating this morning.” “I think that was a complement so thank you.” She kissed him lightly on the lips. “You must think me some sort of mad woman.” “Well I always thought it was supposed to be wham bam thank you Mam not the other way round.” “I met Faisal at the casino. All the supercar fans meet there to show off their cars. Two million minimum but a special limited edition can double or triple the cost.” Kevin looked at her. “It’s not quite as bad as it sounds I’m a math’s undergrad so if the money is getting tight I doll myself up and play cards at the casino. A bit of perfume and a plunge neck line dress helps distract the other card players. The casino doesn’t mind too much as it adds a bit of glamour to the place. Anyway Faisal is filthy rich so after watching me play with twenty five dollar chips for a while he slid fifty thousand in chips to make it more interesting and let me keep both my winnings and his original stake. When I tried to return his original stake he mentioned it was less than his daily allowance. He has a Lamborghini and so forth. He likes to show me off and it’s hard work sometimes. That’s why I hired on Destiny and Angel so I could still have time to study but at the same time turn out flawlessly when he wants to flaunt me. When we go to the casino he likes to give me a handful of chips and let me play. It’s good for his image and he hasn’t the brains to work out the odds himself. He’s the perpetual student, on one student visa after another. Private colleges that don’t mind if he misses a few lectures. Now take this and see what you can produce for supper.” She handed him a handful of bills from her bag. “Oh and you might like to buy a few toys for the kitchen. Faisal brought me the apartment and I was sleeping in a sleeping bag on the floor until he gave me a credit card and told me to buy a few clothes. I brought the odd item of furniture as well but the kitchen is just a microwave, electric kettle and a pair of freezers in the utility room at the moment. Well there is a range but no pans.”

Kevin managed to buy a few essentials at the department store. At least he didn’t have to wait until it was delivered. Saturday supper was a simple stew cooked in an instant pot. For Sunday lunch he produced a traditional roast followed by an apple pie for Sunday lunch time. “Destiny you have good instincts.” “You mean he can cook?” “Let’s put it this way if he had an allowance of two million a month Faisal would be history.” “For two million a month I might be interested. Did you say he had a brother?” Destiny pouted at the idea that Angel could think of having a boyfriend then brightened “Oh for Kevin you mean.” Kevin glared down the table. “It’s all right as penance she can do the washing up.” laughed Skylar.

That afternoon Skylar curled up with Kevin on the sofa and they watched a Chinese action film together. He slipped his arm round her and feeling protected she raised her lips for a kiss. “At least I can relax with you. Now do you feel like coming to bed and let’s see what you can do without the pressure on?”

Skylar was sat on a stool in front of her mirror. Angel was carefully arranging her hair. Kevin stood by watching his vision get ready for a date. “Do you want me to eat you out before you put your dress on?” Asked Destiny. “Well we have Kevin now a couple of deep kisses should give me a suggestion of bruised lips that are begging to be kissed and then Kevin can eat me out. Not that I don’t appreciate your talented tongue Destiny but Kevin gets me aroused quicker.” After several deep kisses he was tapped on his shoulder. “You’re only working her up not taking her all the way. You can do that when she gets back.” Kevin knelt before his goddess and lapped away until Angel tapped him on the shoulder once more. “She’s ready now. I’ll slip the Ben wa balls inside and with luck she might even get an orgasm from Faisal later on.” “In his dreams maybe.” Added Skylar cynically. “Are you interested in a doggy bag?” “You’re eating at the best French restaurant in town and you need to ask. Do they know you’re coming.” “Oops I’d better give them a ring.” She picked up the phone and announced who she was then warned them that she suggested their restaurant even though it was Tuesday to Faisal so expect six supercars and six couples this evening. Oh expect them all to order the most expensive thing on the menu and either they make a mistake with the order and see she got something she preferred or she’d think about suggesting a different restaurant next time. Kevin stared at her. “They don’t really order the most expensive thing on the menu do they?” “Of course they do just to show they have money. The restaurant will copy a special menu out tonight just for them.”

The horn blared outside and Skylar once more slipped into trophy girlfriend mode as she stepped out to the low slung car. An hour later the door bell rang. “One doggy bag complements of the chef. There is nothing to pay.” An insulated bag was handed over. “Want some?” Asked Destiny and Angel opened the packages up. “Shouldn’t we wait for Skylar?” “She’ll be full anyway when she gets back. Best eat it whilst it’s hot we can always reheat some of it for supper tomorrow.” Well it saved cooking that was for certain.

When they finished up Destiny looked at him. “Get your knickers off boy and go and lie on her bed so you’re ready for her return.”

Friday night and Skylar shivered by the side of the road watching the super cars rev their engines. The mink coat was warm but underneath she was only wearing flimsy garments from Agent Provocateur who were not renown for their warm cotton underwear. Faisal’s elder brother Hassan was with them tonight and she had no intention of standing round watching supercars all night listening to the two brothers go on about whether Faisal’s Lamborghini or Hassan’s Bugatti was the best car. She’d give Faisal an hour or so then discretely open up her Mink coat and flash him. With luck he’d carry her off to somewhere warm and comfortable.

Two more cars came to the street racing start line. One started up before the other. There was a scream of wheels spinning as the other sort to catch up then one of the cars careered out of control into the crowd missing her by inches but not unfortunately the two brothers. Skylar looked first to Faisal but his neck was bent at an odd angle and there was no immediate sign of a pulse. She dialled 911 and demanded two ambulances then looked to Hassan who at least was still breathing even though his face was very pale and thought her efforts might be better trying to help him. Quickly she whipped her mink coat off oblivious to the wolf whistles and spread it over him to keep him warm and raised his legs. Then she held his hand and spoke reassuring words to him to help him calm down. He was bleeding but not severely and she thought she might do more harm than good by doing anything. Someone found a coat from somewhere and put it over her shoulders.

When the paramedics arrived she travelled with Hassan giving him reassurance as they rushed to the hospital. One of the paramedics was in the back monitoring Hassan. She left what contact details she knew about Hassan and Faisal with the hospital.

Skylar stepped through the door. “Hi guys the good times are finally over. Faisal died tonight in a car accident. His brother is in hospital.” “But we still have the contents of the safe?” Skylar opened the safe and they counted the money by weighing it then weighing a bundle of hundred dollar bills. “A little under a million dollars?” “Sounds about right. He would give me $50,000 in chips in an evening and I’d normally double or treble it. So if we’re careful with the money that should be enough to pay our way through the rest of our courses.” She turned to Kevin and smiled “I’ll still need your special services of course.”

Skylar and Destiny visited Hassan each day in the hospital for as Destiny pointed out. He didn’t have any family to visit locally. Skylar wanted to bring him some flowers but Destiny checked with reception first. Flowers were considered a potential infection risk and not permitted in the ward. Still Hassan seemed to enjoy their visits. The following Friday Skylar had an email saying thank you but Hassan had been moved from the hospital by a representative of his family. Destiny rang the hospital to confirm.

There was a knock at the door and on answering it Kevin found himself looking at a middle-aged gentleman of middle eastern origin. “Skylar?” He enquired. Kevin ushered him onto the kitchen where Skylar was munching a slice of toast.

“I understand I owe you Hassan's life.” “The paramedics were the experts. I'm sorry I could do nothing for Faisal.” “It is of Faisal I would speak with you. Tell me of him. Did he take drugs or alcohol?” Skylar laughed “Faisal was only ever interested in cars. He wouldn't touch either in case they interfered with his ability to drive. He prided himself on his driving.” The gentleman nodded thoughtfully. “But he was seen at the Casino? Did he gamble then?” The supercar owners would meet to show off in the Casino car park. I only ever saw him put his money down once. He liked to watch me play cards and would give me a stake when we went but he knew he wasn't a good card player.” “There is a photo we received of the two of you together. His grandfather was very pleased to see you were wearing a long respectable skirt. His lucky lady he used to call you.” He paused then looked more closely at Skylar “But it wasn't luck was it? Are you studying maths by chance?” Skylar smiled “ Most don't even think I might have brains.” “I think that explains the investments.” Skylar looked puzzled. “The index fund, when he told us that he had invested some of his allowance in them we did the sums and followed his example. These days half our wealth fund is invested in index funds.” Skylar made a small curtsey.

“Now on a more personal note are you with child?” Skylar blushed and shook her head. “Not that I am aware of and it is unlikely.” “Let me know if you find yourself in such a way. Last time he spoke he mentioned he was about to offer you marriage. I think he thought it would get round the visa problem.” “He didn't and I suspect I would have put him off.” “The family's honour demands that Hassan will stand by Faisal's offer.” “Don't be absurd, no offer was made or accepted.” “Hassan is an unfortunate man although he doesn't know it. Now my dear we have to see what is to be done about his money.” “The joint accounts?” “The joint accounts. You know of course he was illiterate.” “I wondered when he asked me to sort it all out.”

“I must confess I came expecting to have to deal with an empty-headed gold digger but you aren't. I suggest you just quietly accept the contents of the joint accounts.” “But there are millions dollars in there.” “True but you looked after Faisal in an odd sort of way. Younger sons can be a bit wild but the family will be pleased to hear he didn't drink, do drugs or gamble and his girlfriend wore respectable long skirts and don’t forget a few million dollars are a minor detail compared to what you would have if he had proposed or you had accepted Hassan in his place. You wouldn’t be interested in a yellow Lamborghini by chance?” Skylar shook her head. “I thought not and now I must go. As I said before the family is in your debt. Goodbye.” He got up and left Skylar sitting stunned.

“How much is in the joint accounts?” Asked Angel quietly. “Fifty million, it’s too much for one person. Destiny I’ll give you ten then you can decide if you really want to obey every whim of Angel’s.” Destiny smiled “I know where I am with Angel. With ten million and someone else I’d never be sure was it me or the money.” Skylar looked thoughtful “I’d best give her ten as well.” Kevin sat up. “But not you. As Destiny said you can never be certain about a person’s motives once you have money. We’ll be married next week for at least I trust you.”