Bun in the Oven

by Jamie Knight

  I hugged all three of them in their turn. I hadn't seen any of them since the baby shower and even then only barley. I had been so focus on work recently I had been neglecting my social life. Aside from the occasional fuck session with Mike.

  “You look great!” Maya gushed.

  “Thanks, you too,” I said, mostly to return the compliment. It hardly needed saying. Maya always looked great. It was just her genetics.

  “I'm planning a Halloween party,” Maya said, “if your up to it I would love for you to do a cake.”

  “Sure,” I said.

  “Cool! I was thinking with something that looks like a head that looks like it is being cut open. You can do that right?”

  “You've seen my cemetery cake right?” I asked.

  “Um, no, I don't think I have,” she said.

  I got out my phone and showed her the photo I had taken for posterity before sending my creation off to be devoured.

  “Oh. My. God!” Maya enthused.

  “Let me see!” Gia said, looking over Maya's shoulder.

  “What do you think?” I asked.

  “That you're wasting you're talent doing edibles,” Gia said, staring at the phone, as though mesmerized.

  “I still have the photo,” I said.

  “Any others?” Gia asked.

  “Other what?”

  “I think she means photos,” Maya said, handing back the phone.

  “Not really,” I said.

  “Start,” Gia said.

  “Hey?”

  “You are a genius and need to be recognized. Start taking photos of your best creations. Not only is it a record of your creations, I think it could be a great new avenue of art, combining design, photography with the interesting twist of taking an art form meant to be temporary and making it permanent by making a permeant record of it. One that is both the work and not.”

  “This is not a pipe,” Amanda said quietly.

  “Exactly!” Gia enthused.

  “O-okay,” I said, completely lost.

  “Reece knows a lot of people in the art world. His fund gives money to a lot of art foundations and runs at least three arts scholarships.”

  “Oh,” I said.

  “Trust me, babe, it will be really good,” Gia said.

  “I always trust you,” I said.

  “How are things going with Mike?” Gia asked.

  “It's, um, complicated,” I said, not quite sure what to say.

  “It might sound strange but there is something about him. It seems like he is the one for you. Honestly.”

  “Your just saying that because Mike is Reece's friend,” I teased.

  “That's partly true, yeah,” Gia admitted, “I also think you and Mike are really good together.”

  I really hoped Gia was right. She usually was. Though I couldn't help wondering if Mike was still stuck on Jessa. She was definitely hot.

  “Hi,” Mike said.

  I was both surprised and not surprised to find Mike waiting my door. The building hadn't had a doorman for years and he wasn't getting without a key or getting buzzed. In a way, I admired his tenacity.

  “How long have you been there?” I asked.

  “Not too long,” he said.

  “Okay, next question, why are you here?”

  “I just could wait.”

  “For what?” I pressed.

  “To have sex with you again,” he confessed, “no talking or complicated relationship stuff. I just want to fuck.”

  Had he been anyone one else I would have slugged him. I wasn't a slut, no matter what was assumed by many. I fucked a lot yes. I loved sex, yes. But I only had one guy at a time. I didn't even know if Mike and I were in a relationship, at least officially, but I had only fucked him. It was just how I was wired. It honestly seemed more like he was trying to convince himself. At least going by the fact that he went through all the trouble of going all the way over and waiting for her. And the hockey date.

  It seemed unlikely he would have gone to that much trouble just for a fuck. I didn't know for sure though and it was really frustrating. There was one way I could think of to put me in a better headspace.

  “Come on,” I said, unlocking the door.

  I didn’t let Mike touch me on the way to my apartment. He tried only once, getting the message after I knocked his hand away.

  Once inside I stripped down to nothing and went to sit on the couch in the living room, Mike close behind me. I could feel his gaze on my ass. Sitting on the couch I spread my legs, offering up my wet little pussy.

  “Dig in,” I said.

  Mike dropped to his knees without a moment's hesitation and he dropped to his knees and licked my pussy like his life depended on it. I clamped my hands on the back of his head, moaning loudly as he licked me.

  “Yes, just like that,” I moaned.

  I didn't know how he managed to know just where to lick me but fuck if he didn't and brought me to the biggest orgasms of my life. My whole body tense as I literally screamed with orgasm, suddenly over taken by hard convulsion of ecstasy.

  I crashed back against the couch, breathing heavily, Mike giving a few more, light, gentle licks on the outside of my pussy. I stroked he hair as he did so overcome with feelings of love. All questions or doubts driven from my mind.

  I stood him up and sat him down in my place on the couch and got on my knees, taking up his previous position. Running my hands down his body from his neck to his crotch, I unbuckled his belt and undid his pants, hauling out his huge, hard cock, taking care to also liberate his bit big, beautiful balls. Working his shaft with my hand, I took one of his beautiful balls in my mouth, just barely fitting it all the way in and sucked gently, while swirling my tongue around it, switching his cock to my mouth before he came.

  Chapter Ten

  Mike

  Sally was really amazing. She didn't even pause between making me cum with her hand and switching to her mouth and sucking me off like my cum contained the antidote, cupping my balls and working my shaft as she did so, nursing my load into her mouth, swallowing it all down, looking up at me lovingly as she did so.

  Keeping her hand on my cock, Sally climbed on top of me and slid my cock almost all the way up her tight little pussy, lowering herself down onto it. Pausing for a moment, closing her eyes meditatively, Sally wrapped her arms around my neck, at least partly for leverage and started to pound her self on my cock. I grabbed onto her hips and kissed her hard as she slammed down to my cock, moaning softly.

  We came together, Sally shaking hard against me as I held her, filling her sweet little pussy with my cum. We stayed that way for several minutes, Sally eventually coming around and climbing up off of me.

  I left Sally to get dressed, calling my driver as I went. I was really happy I hadn’t screwed things up with all the meet my family talk. Sally was still into fucking me which was awesome, though I would probably be better if we could make a clean break. I couldn't get her out of my head and really wanted to have a relationship with her. There was no way that could end well, not least because of the shit in my past a lot of which I was keeping from Sally, exactly because we weren't in a relationship. These demons kept rattling in my head as I went home and long after I had gone to bed. It was well after midnight before I could go to sleep.

  I didn't have a housekeeper or cook anymore and had to learn how to both jobs myself. It was a pretty sharp learning curve but if there was one thing I knew how to do it was improvise. The bacon was sizzling in the pan when my phone went off with a notification from On the Go. I had been doing my best to avoid the app since all the unpleasantness. The very fact of its existence reminding me of what had happened. Moved by the spirits, or possibly insanity, I decided to make an exception.

  The subject of the notification was a video. One showing Jessa at Sally's apartment. The video didn't have very good audio, other than Sally saying 'hi' but the context was clear. Sally had hugged the she-devil and invited her into her house. Something made eve
n more clear by the title of the video.

  The Ex Flame and Current Flame of Tech Billionaire Mike Grower Meet Up – Is Jessa Teaching Sally How to Collude Against Him, too?

  I wasn't as upset as I might have been. There was a time I would have messaged both Jessa and Sally calling them filthy and unforgiveable names before thoroughly destroying my phone in a fit of violent rage. Though I had grown up quite a bit recently, particularly since I had quit coke, with no small amount of help from Ava, and cut back on my drinking.

  I wasn't happy that Sally was probably a plant, embedded by Jessa, that was just the sort of thing that Jessa would do. It was likely Sally had been reporting back to Jessa, in some crazy plot to get me back. Which was why Sally had asked about Jessa at lunch. I didn't know why she then had sex with me when I showed up to her house out of the blue. We definitely had a good sexual connection but the fact was I never should have trusted her.

  I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. I looked at my phone and dialed a number on my contacts.

  “Hello?” Reece said.

  “Hey,” I said.

  “Mike what's up?”

  “Look,” I said, messaging him the video.

  “Oh,” he said, a few seconds later, presumably watching the video.

  “I'm not sure what to do right now,” I said.

  “You made a good start calling me,” Mike said.

  “Glad to hear it,” I said.

  “You seem calm and that's a good start. What I suggest you do is focus on something you love. It can take your mind of the negative until time has the chance to do its work.”

  “Good idea, thanks,” I said.

  I hung up and then turned it off before going over to lock the door and close the automatic blinds. The heavy one's that blocked out all light. Completely cut off from the outside world I did what I hadn't done in over a year. At my work station, Cradle of Filth blasting in my wireless headphones I started writing a new program scratch.

  I didn't know how long I had been there before the knocking started. I tended to go into a sort of pocket dimension when I was working, which why it made it such a good distraction. I had assumed it was Sally at the door, which was the entire reason I didn't just ignore the knocking and keep going. I stormed over to the door, preparing things to shout at her. All of which disappeared from my mind when I opened the door to find Jessa standing there.

  “I'm so glad we're back together!” Jessa said, literally throwing herself at me and kissing me forcefully. I pushed her away hard. A bit too hard it turned out, going by the way she feel to the floor.

  “We are not back together. If you think I'm taking you back just because Sally was exposed as your plant you have another thing coming. I never want to see you again.”

  “That's fine,” she said getting back to her feet, “I'm just glad I've ruined you for anyone else.”

  It was a relief when he fucked off. I felt stupid for falling for Sally. She seemed so perfect. I guess that should have been a red flag. I seemed to keep getting with women who repeated the mistakes of my past. I went back to work on the new app programming.

  Chapter Eleven

  Sally

  I had heard about dedicated baby stores but had yet to experience the full, surreal splendor of one. The fact I was there with Gia made me feel better. Just being with someone I knew I loved and could trust made me feel better about what was happening with Mike. I wasn't sure what was going on with him and the uncertainty was really getting me down. Gia had Amber with her in an adorable bunny themed onesie Amanda had given her at the baby shower. Maya had gone for a literal silver spoon, apparently unaware of the symbolism.

  From what I could tell there were some amused looks among the attendees but no one actually said anything. At least partly because she was Reece's cousin. Catharine had been more practical going for a beautifully restored late 19th century mobile to hang over the crib.

  We searched the aisles, the neon lighting and soft ambient nursery rhymes creating a sort of meditative state. Apparently it worked because Amber was fast asleep as we shopped, finding the best and cutest of ethically sourced baby products. Gia was a bit intense about things and most people got pulled into her orbit when around her. I'd known people who had gone vegetarian, if not vegan, after fifteen minutes with her.

  “This is cute,” Gia said, taking a ladybug onsie from the rack.

  “It's all cute, its supposed to be cute,” I pointed out, sounding a bit meaner than I meant.

  “Fair point,” Gia conceded, ignoring my outburst.

  “Sorry, I'm just a bit on edge,” I said.

  “It's okay,” Gia said, always understanding.

  “Didn't you get baby clothes at the shower?” I asked, looking for a change of subject.

  “Yeah, but not enough. I guess I should have told people whether Amber was a boy or a girl before the shower. I guess most people didn't want to take the risk.”

  “Lesson learned,” I joked.

  “Definitely, I'll know for next time,” Gia said.

  “Are you planning on any more?” I asked.

  “Baby showers?”

  “Babies,” I said.

  “Not right now, we hadn't really planned Amber.”

  “I remember,” I said.

  “Right, though I'm not who knows what the future will hold.”

  “Sometimes you do,” I said, “or at least have a good guess.”

  “Everything will be alright in the end and if it's not alright, it is not yet the end.”

  “I hope you're right.”

  I heard my phone bing from the depth of my pocket.

  “Oh!”

  “Go ahead,” Gia said absently, continuing to shift through the rack of onesies.

  The message was from On the Go. I had signed up when I first launched because I knew a few people on it but hadn't really used it since. I'd recently been thinking about deleting it after I got more info about what had happened with Mike and Jessa.

  I didn't know much but had put somethings together from the bits of information I was able to get. I tapped the notification and I could have cried. The headline read:

  Mike and Jessa – Together Again.

  There was a video under it. Everything in me was screaming at me not to watch it but I just had to know. I tapped play and held my breath. The audio wasn't great but the images were clear enough. Mike and Jessa hugging and kissing, Jessa saying how great it is to be back together again. The phone clattered to the floor.

  “What's wrong?” Gia asked, picking up my phone and giving it back to me.

  “Call me butterfingers,” I said.

  “Hey guys!”

  We looked to see Reece approaching. He looked really good. His lengthening hair masterfully tamed, his suit clearly tailored just for him. I had never seen a guy look so sexy in glasses.

  “Nothing,” I said, breaking away.

  Amber started moving in in her snuglie and reaching out to Reece as soon as she saw him.

  “Hey little one,” he said, taking Amber from the snuglie holding her close and kissing Gia on the lips.

  “Where are you two off to?” I asked, looking for a diversion.

  “Daddy, baby music class,” Reece said, Gia taking of the snuglie and handing it to him.

  “See you at home,” Gia said.

  “We'll be waiting with greatest anticipation,” Reece said, kissing her again.

  “He really is the world's greatest dad,” Gia said to, watching Reece walk toward the big sliding doors with Amber.

  “Seems like it,” I said, with the slightest pang of envy.

  They really did seem really happy together and I was happy for them. I just really hoped she was right when she said I would find a relationship like theirs. I still wasn't sure it was with Mike though. I was really getting to love him but couldn't be sure that he felt the same about me.

  I didn't want to ruin the time I had with Gia. I didn't see her much since Amber was born and was de
termined to make the most of it. Besides which, it didn't make sense to be pining for Mike when he was still hung up on Jessa. I was starting to really love him but I also knew from experience how to recognize when I was I was beaten. It sucked that Jessa won, particularly since she was such a bitch, but clearly Mike was no prize and they deserved each other.

  “It will be okay,” Gia said out of nowhere, “it can be scary when you think you've found the one but it will be okay.”

  I wasn't sure how much she knew. Gia had shown herself to be pretty intuitive when need be. Not usually with guys but with other women, particularly those she knew well, which was basically me for a good number of years. As a result she could basically read me like a bit.

  Despite the fact she likely already knew there was something going on, I decided not to tell her anything about what happened with Mike. I just wanted to enjoy shopping with my oldest friend. It was the best way I could have think of to distract myself from the crushing pain inside.

  Chapter Twelve

  Sally

  The apartment looked great. The party hadn't been planned by Gia who was still on maternity leave but the other company had done a good enough job. Gia was there of course, Gia and Maya technically being related, though I wasn't sure if cousin-in-law was actually a thing.

  Gia was dressed in a great sexy witch costume that she still pulled off really well despite having just had a baby. Reece was there too, in a costume he said was Patrick Bateman, which seemed somewhat fitting given his economic status and kind personality.

  I wasn't sure if I was supposed to wear a costume or not since I was technically there for work. In the end I decided to dress up as a chef which seemed like a good compromise. Maya had given me a key to make it easier to get the cake, which was sizable, into the building. The cake was a life-sized human head from the top of the shoulders up.

  It wasn't quite as challenging as the graveyard cake but was definitely a close second. I had taken several pictures of it to show Gia later. Putting the cake on the counter in the kitchen I went to tell Maya it was there.