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CLARA PLAYS CUPID by Janey

PART 1

“Nicky are you listening to me?” Martin wasn’t happy that Nicky seemed so distracted. “I don’t want to have to keep repeating everything.”
“I heard you,” Nicky grunted. “Stop panicking. Why do I have more interviews than James does though? What am I supposed to do about Clara? I can’t keep leaving her with people Martin.”
“I think I’ve taken care of that little problem as well,” Martin grinned, obviously feeling pleased with himself. Nicky glared at him, not happy that Martin was organising his private life behind his back. “I know that look Nicky, now stop being so suspicious, I’m sure you’ll be happy when I tell you.”

“Stop procrastinating and tell me before I get really mad.”
“Yeah Martin, put us all out our misery,” urged James, fidgeting and checking his watch. “I have a date.”
“God forbid we should get in the way of your sex life,” Sean sniggered. “Is it Colette that you’re seeing again?”
“No it’s Jolene.”
“I can’t keep up with you and your conquests.”

“Do you mind?” interrupted Nicky abruptly. “As riveting as James’ sexual escapades are I’m more concerned about Martin’s plans for the welfare of my daughter.”
James and Sean blushed then shut up, not wanting to irritate Nicky anymore.
“Janine was going to be your P.A. for this tour and you were ok with that right?” Nicky nodded. “Clara adores her, whenever they spend time together Clara hates to leave her and you also get on well with her. You can’t deny it.”
“He’s in love but too chicken to say or do anything.”

Nicky shot James a glare that warned him to shut up. “You can’t tell me that Janine is happy to be a nanny.”
Martin smirked. “Oh it’s better than that Nicky. She is still going to be your P.A. but she’s going to work from your home so that she can take care of Clara for you.”
“And who will be my driver to make certain that I get home every night?”
“Paul has agreed to do it. What do you think?”
“I think that you need to stop organising my fucking life for me!”

Martin was taken aback, having been convinced that he had found a solution to Nicky’s problems. Having a small child of his own he understood Nicky’s concerns perfectly, he hated being away from his son but he was fortunate that he had his wife to take care of him when he was working. Nicky wasn’t so fortunate.

“Nicky calm down and consider it at least. Throughout the tour I’ve ensured that you don’t play consecutive nights so that you can be home each night to see Clara. This way you know that she is being properly cared for, and more importantly, with someone that you trust.”

With unfortunate timing Janine entered the office, blushing when she saw Nicky. “Martin, to remind you that you have a meeting scheduled at The Ivy.”
“Thanks Janine,” Martin smiled, indicating for her to sit down. “Stay here and talk with Nicky will you? He’s concerned about some of the arrangements.”
Martin, James and Sean all left, leaving Janine alone with Nicky to chat in private.

“I understand that it’s all a bit sudden and it’s understandable that you have reservations; it’s a big step having someone help you take care of Clara, spending time in your home. We have a month before the publicity train gets underway so it gives us time to see how things go. Maybe I could spend some time with you and Clara this weekend? Just for a few hours to see how we get on.”

Nicky studied her green eyes, sparkling with vitality but also warm and sincere. He did trust her; it was him that he didn’t trust. From the first day he had had contact with her he was drawn to her. She had an ebullient effervescent nature that had instantly put Nicky at his ease. She had also instinctively known when he was worried or needed to talk, picking up on all the nuances of his demeanour. With her he was open about his concerns and dreams. Martin was right, Janine was the logical choice.

Nicky smiled warmly, “I’m being awkward,” he acknowledged.
“No, you are being a good dad and being protective.”
“Thanks for being so understanding. Do you think that you will manage all right in that crazy place that I call home?”
“My main concern is that I’ll get in your way and you’ll want rid of me.”
“Look, I don’t know if you have plans for tonight but Clara is with my parents. Why don’t you come back with me and we can iron out some of the potential problems. You can also see your room, get used to wear everything goes and what sort of routine we have. Then if you’re still interested you could spend the weekend with us,” he smiled then hastily added, “unless you have plans of course.”

“The only plans I had involved work but if you don’t mind I could do it on my laptop at yours.”
“That would be fine.”
“Ok then,” she smiled warmly. “Let me get my bag and keys and I’ll drive you home.”
“Janine, have you eaten? There’s a really nice chippy near me if you fancy it; I know I’m famished!”
“I am hungry to be honest, it’s been a long time since breakfast.”
“Breakfast? Are you on a diet or what?” He studied her carefully; she was just as a woman ought to be with curves in all the right places. Nicky couldn’t abide seeing overly skinny women, it reminded him of Richey. In his mind skinny equated with being ill.

“No,” she said, walking down the corridor to the lift with him. “I love my food too much to survive on a diet. I did get a sandwich but after taking a bite I got called to help a colleague out. By the time I got back the bloody thing was going hard so my appetite went for a Burton! And I don’t class having one bite of a sandwich having lunch.”

“In other words you want the works at the chippy,” he sniggered, guiding her into the lift.
“Well I could eat a scabby horse if that helps.”
“You do come out with the strangest sayings.”
“Think of how many more you’ll know by the end of the tour Nicky; it’s going to be quite an education for you.”
Nicky realised that he couldn’t wait.

“Oh boy, I’m stuffed,” Janine laughed patting her stomach. “I don’t think I can move after that, thank you.”
“Glad you enjoyed it. Fancy another cuppa?”
“I’d love one. Can I do anything to help?”
“No, you go through to the lounge and make yourself at home. I won’t be long.”
“I could get used to this!”

“It’s nice having an adult to spend time with and fuss over. I adore my daughter but there are times when I need adult conversation and company.”
“What about James and Sean; you’re close to them aren’t you?”
Nicky frowned. “Yeah but after spending time in the studio or for video’s and photo shoots, you kinda just wanna leave it all behind. Plus of course, James is out with a different bird nearly every bloody night.”
“Stop exaggerating.”
“I’m not. I can’t remember the last time one of his dates lasted longer than one night; he likes sowing his oats does James.” Nicky tittered, putting teabags into the teapot. “Go and get comfortable; that’s an order!”
“I had no idea that you could be so bossy!” laughed Janine, leaving the kitchen and going through to the lounge.

When Nicky walked into the lounge with their tea, Janine was fast asleep in a chair.
“Janine honey,” Nicky gently whispered in her ear. “Wake up sleepy.”
She gave a little moan but didn’t wake so Nicky softly stroked her arm to wake her; again she moaned and whimpered but remained asleep. It was nearly 11pm, should he leave her to sleep in the chair or carry her to bed? Evidently tired, he changed his mind about waking her up; she was obviously so tired that she needed rest.

Picking her up and carrying her to bed would put his back at risk, not to mention his decidedly dodgy knees but he reasoned that she would be more comfortable in bed, or rather, on the bed (he had no intention of undressing her), than in a chair. When she woke in the chair she would definitely be disorientated and ache like hell.

Carefully and gently as he could Nicky placed her down on the double bed in the spare room, putting her bag beside her and covering her with a blanket. He sat beside her and watched for a few minutes as she slept; she had a contented smile on her full lips.
“Night Janine,” he whispered bestowing a kiss on her brow. “Sleep well honey.”

Nicky was woken by the sound of the toilet flushing. Sleepily he yawned, put on a pair of boxers and went to see Janine who was still fully clothed.
“You ok honey?”
“Mmm, I woke up not knowing where I was. Don’t tell me I fell asleep on you.” Janine blushed beet red, picked up her bag and put it over her shoulder.
“Don’t worry about it. Why don’t you get into bed and get some sleep?”
“No I should go home, I’ve been rude enough already. I don’t want to overstay my welcome or take advantage of your goodwill; I can’t apologise enough.”

“Don’t worry, for what it’s worth I don’t want you driving home at this hour on your own, it’s not safe,” he said firmly but kindly, walking over and taken the bag off her shoulders. “I won’t take no for an answer.” He grinned at her and nodded at the bed.
“I’ll be fine, I’m used to driving home at strange hours.”
“So humour me. You’ll make an old man very happy if you stay plus it will mean that you get more sleep and that has to be a good thing.”

Janine giggled and sat down on the bed. “Well how can I refuse an old man? I need to be away at seven-thirty though. Will you be up?”
“I usually get up about six-thirty or rather that’s what time my gorgeous daughter usually wakes me up.”
“Does that mean I’ll be greeted with a nice cup of tea?”
“Play your cards right and you can have some toast too.”
“Oh wow, I can’t contain my excitement.”
“Hey cheeky, behave! Goodnight love and sleep well.”

She stood up, pulling the duvet and blanket back from the bed, then turned to face Nicky. “Thanks for the hospitality, I appreciate it.” She smiled to him, intending to kiss his cheek, however Nicky turned his head slightly, Janine kissing the corner of his mouth.
Quickly she pulled back, staring at him in confusion. It would be so easy to tell him of her feelings at that moment but considering she would be spending time so closely with him in a business capacity as well as helping with Clara, it really was not appropriate. Nicky though had an odd expression; one of yearning yet tinged with regret.

When his arms reached for her she sighed and gave herself willingly, murmuring at the warmth of his lips touching hers. Still kissing her Nicky took her hands in his and placed one over his prominent manhood, leaving her in no doubt that he was interested. She opened her lips, inviting Nicky to explore her mouth with his tongue. He needed no further encouragement, deepening his kisses with a wild urgency. He had wanted this for so long.

He let go of her hands, leaving her to stimulate him and slowly began to unbutton her blouse, groaning when he slipped the garment of her shoulders, onto the floor. To his delight she wore a front fastening bra, her voluptuous breasts springing against his long sinewy fingers as soon as they were freed from their restraints.

Janine raised a hand to the back of his neck, continuing to stroke him with her other, and guided his mouth down to a large erect, eager nipple. The smooth gliding of his tongue flicking over it made her hiss, pressing harder on his head, wanting, needing him to take it in his mouth and suck on it. Oh how she needed him. She ached for him, needing to feel his touch all over her body, frustrated that he could only pay attention to so many parts at one time.

Between her legs Janine was throbbing with yearning, her knickers uncomfortable due to the warm wetness that was flooding her. This was all new to her, in the past she had been purely mechanical about sex, doing it because she was in a relationship and it’s what couples did.

This was the first time that she had such a burning hot fire of desire being stoked inside her; the first time she had been impatient and desperate for more. Nicky had triggered emotions in her that she had been convinced she would never experience and the more he inflamed her, the more she wanted.

Her mind was racing, torn between wanting him to touch and tease her till she was begging him to let her cum, but also wanting to touch and taste him. Wanting him to call her name when the most intense orgasm of his life roared through his body due to her eager, willing tongue.

For once in her life she was behaving like a wanton nymphomaniac and she could not give a damn. This was true passion.

Nicky groaned Janine was slowly pushing his boxers down freeing his large stiff erection. His groan grew deeper and more despairing when she stepped away from him, removing her nipple from his mouth.
“Let’s take these off,” she smiled, getting to her knees and rendering him totally naked.
Before her his dick twitched with a life of it’s own, the tip glistening with musky pre cum. Janine flicked her tongue over the milky droplets, loving the salty masculine taste of him. She circled the head a few more times and then took his length deep into her mouth, driven on by the sighs and moans that Nicky was emitting.

Her mouth and hands worked together to take him to the point of orgasm. When the warm, sticky cum exploded into her mouth she whimpered, never wanting it to stop, delighting in him yelling her name and bucking into her mouth.

Janine stood up and kissed him passionately, Nicky murmuring when he tasted his scent in her mouth, holding her lovingly in his arms, touching her tenderly. Reluctantly Janine pulled back from the kiss, leaving Nicky looking hurt.
“I need to take the rest of my clothes off,” she smiled. “Why don’t you get into the bed?”
He grinned then slid under the duvet and watched intently as Janine removed the rest of her garments, taking in the sight appreciatively.   Janine stroked his face revelling in the closeness and intimacy they were sharing.

“I can’t believe you are here with me,” whispered Nicky breathily. “It was more than I dared hope for that you’d want me.”
Janine sighed then kissed the tip of his nose. “I didn’t think you had even noticed me.”
“The first time I saw you talking with Martin with stomach did somersaults, the hairs on my arms and the back of my neck stood on end and I had goosebumps! You’ve had the same affect on me each time I’ve seen you or your name has been mentioned.”

“We’re here now though, that’s what matters.” Janine sidled closer, allowing a hand to caress his backside. “You are a handsome sexy guy Nicholas Allen Jones.”
“Shush!” He captured her mouth in a kiss, sliding his tongue easily into her mouth, teasing and caressing hers.
Janine whimpered his name but it was swallowed by his kiss. When a hand slid between their warm bodies and began caressing her dampness she moaned louder, tilting her pelvis to his touch, needing his attention.

“Oh Nick,” she panted into his ear, then began kissing the sensitive skin beneath. “Please.”
“You don’t need to ask sugar.”
Nicky guided her onto her back and stimulated her more firmly allowing his long slender fingers to dip inside her, loving the way she kept meeting his thrusts.

Janine pushed her head back into the pillow, letting Nicky see the look of sheer desire and pleasure on her face and exposed her neck to him. Firstly he flicked his tongue across the delicate flesh, then bestowed lots of tender loving kisses, delighting in her reactions. She moaned and sighed, grazing his backside with her fingernails; she was getting carried away from the expert manipulations of his fingers and from his exotic kisses. In her thoughts she had always envisioned that Nicky would be accomplished at making her feel good but this was way beyond anything she dared hoped for.

A liquid heat swarmed through her, he was stoking her up more than she thought possible and she didn’t want it to stop, yet at the same time she was yearning for her release. It was so good it was almost unbearable.

Winking at her, Nicky began kissing his way down her body, throwing the duvet off because it was obstructing his movement. His tongue circled around her left nipple making it respond and almost double in size, he then lavished attention on the other before continuing down.

Janine found it agonising waiting for his tongue to reach where she most needed to feel it. She arched her back and squirmed about the bed. To keep her reasonably still Nicky had to stop teasing her bud with his fingers so he could steady her hips. He toyed with the idea of giving her what she wanted but soon thought better of it, deciding that it would do her good to wait a little longer.

He kissed all over her ribs and stomach, gently nibbling on the pale flesh before soothing the sting with his tongue thoroughly enjoying hearing her muttering incoherently, her hands now desperately trying to guide his head down to taste the liquid nectar over flowing between her legs.

“Part your legs a little more honey.”
Janine did as requested without hesitation. Nicky winked at her, not moving, enjoying watching the look of confusion that she was giving him.

“Show me where you want me to lick you Janine.”
Keeping eye contact with him Janine moved her right hand, the tip of her first finger gliding over her swollen humming nub. The warm wetness soon coated her fingers. Buoyed by the appreciative way Nicky followed each movement she dipped several fingers, then put them into Nicky’s mouth so that he could taste her. After licking them dry he placed them back, indicating for her to continue.

“Janine. Janine honey are you awake?”
Groggily she slowly became aware of her name being called. Realising that she had been caressing her clit whilst asleep Janine blushed. “Erm yeah, thanks,” she stammered hurriedly, ashamed of her behaviour and unable to recall when she last had such a vivid dream.
“There’s hot tea waiting for you, you did say you needed to leave at seven-thirty.”
“I’ll have a quick wash and be straight down.”

“Did you sleep ok?” asked Nicky nervously.
Janine blushed as she recalled the dream she had been having when Nicky had woken her. “I did thank you. That bed is very comfortable, I’m glad you made me stay.”
“It made sense and I didn’t like the thought of you being out there on your own.”
“Thanks again. I appreciate your kindness though it was rude of me to fall asleep.”

When she left Nicky’s home, Janine kept thinking of the dream that she had had, replaying it time and time again in her mind, it did nothing to diminish it’s effect on her.   She seriously mulled over cancelling the forthcoming weekend that she was due to spend at Nicky’s home. Perhaps what they needed was space but how would she explain why to Nicky?

Nicky was blissfully ignorant of her embarrassment and she had to get it or it would prevent her from doing her job efficiently, which Martin would not tolerate, nor would she, it was particularly important because of Clara.

All too soon it was the weekend and Janine was on her way to Nicky’s to spend time with him and his daughter. She was tired, not managing to get one night of unbroken sleep because of vivid nocturnal interference. Worst of all in each dream they progressed slightly further, leaving Janine to wake up more aroused and flustered.

She hoped with all her might that they would survive the weekend without trauma. What Nicky or Clara would make out of things if she shouted out during her dreams Janine really didn’t want to consider.

What if she acted on her fantasy? How awkward would THAT be? Never mind the fact that she would no doubt find herself seeking a position in another company.

The easiest and infinitely most sensible option was for her to have talked with Martin; he was an unreasonable man. If she told him that it wasn’t going to be feasible for her and Nicky to work so closely together he would at least considered seconding someone else.   It was in his best interests for this to work. After all, a happy Nicky and Clara would result in a successful tour for all concerned. Why hadn’t she voiced her concerns when she had the opportunity?

Pulling onto the drive Janine cursed the conflicting emotions running through her. Try as she may she could not escape the fact that she was excited at the prospect of spending time with Nicky in such close proximity. Unfortunately she was also petrified that she would fuck up.

What she really needed to do was push those thoughts to the back of her mind or chances were that she would be so nervous that she would put her foot in it. It would also lead to Nicky asking questions about what was bothering her if she didn’t behave the way he was used to.

“Hi there Jan!”
“Sean, what are you doing here?”
Sean carried her bag in for her, taking it upstairs to the bedroom that she had occupied on her previous stay.
“Nicky and James are out having a heart to heart about something. Clara is having a nap so I’ve stayed to take care of her and greet you.”

“Nicky you are both adults, it doesn’t make a difference that she works for Martin as far as I can see. The only problem would be if it didn’t work out but you’re both professional enough to cope with that.” James drank some more of the cold beer down, smacking his lips as the cold liquid eased down his throat.
“It’s one thing for her to help out with Clara but another if I ask her out. What if she just thinks that I’m after someone to look after my daughter?”

James laughed. “Honestly Wire,” he chuckled. “Janine has more about her than that. Not for one minute would she think that you’d be sleeping with her just so you could have cheap, or should I say free childcare. She isn’t that cynical and you are being way too fucking paranoid.”
“Thanks.”

“You wanted honesty,” James pointed out. “See how it goes this weekend. If it goes well what have you got to lose?”
“From where I’m sitting a hell of a lot James. Whether we get on or nor not I’m going to have to have her over a few more times so that Clara isn’t too…”
“What Nicky? Clara adores her, she won’t find this confusing until Janine stops staying at your house at the end of the tour,” James interrupted passionately. “She will find it odd when Janine isn’t around any more. At least if you were dating Clara would still get to see her. That can’t be a bad thing can it?”

Nicky sighed and then took several large gulps from the pint of beer he was holding. “Ok I get the message, I’ll be a fool not to try.” He wiped the froth from his lips. “Why did Martin interfere?”
“What else could he do? It wouldn’t be fair for your parents to have her all of the time Nicky and you know it. Nor would it be fair for Clara to go on the tour with us, staying in hotel after hotel. That really would be unsettling for her.”

Nicky conceded the point without argument; James was right about Clara, for the tour to go ahead their options were very limited and Martin had found a good solution, no actually it was an EXCELLENT solution.
“James I’m scared; what if she laughs at me?”
“Will you stop it?” James threw a hand up in exasperation. “She won’t, she likes you.”
“What if she doesn’t think it’s a good idea because we work closely together?”
“Talk to her about it. Like I said, you are both adults, you can deal with this.”

“So speaks the man with a phobia about settling down,” Nicky huffed, glaring at his friend making James laugh. “What’s so funny?”
“I know that I get bored easily. Having a long-term partner in my life would drive me insane. I like doing my own thing too much.”
“You’re selfish.”
“Yeah I guess I am. Right now I can do what I want when I want and I love it. I don’t want to have someone else to consider where as you…”
“…Where as I?” Nicky waited for him to finish.
“You aren’t very good at being on your own. You like having a woman to share your life, to be close to, to think about, to care and worry about. You’ve been without a partner for a long time now Nicky. It’s time for you to live you life.”

“Have you forgotten that I have Clara to consider?”
“Not at all which is why I think that Jan would be perfect. You think the world of one another, she adores Clara and it’s reciprocated; problem sorted.”
“I don’t want to scare her off by wanting too much.”
“Stop panicking. Use the time you spend together to know each other better. Gradually you will feel more comfortable then you can take it further. You don’t have to do anything at all yet.”

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