Celebrity Skin

"Oh, it's cute and cosy. I like it!"

Luke knew Sasha was only being polite about his apartment. He had seen where she lived online and it was a literal mansion. Obviously it would have been his first preference to visit her place under any normal circumstances, but he had already arranged for Stefanie and Rachel to come over early the next day and needed to be sure he was at home for their arrival. He would have to check out Sasha's luxurious celebrity pad another time.

"You look at your phone even more often than I do" the comedian observed as she settled on Luke's coach.

He had hoped his constant monitoring of Sasha's affection rating on the app had been more subtle than it apparently was, but he couldn't help himself. Luke was desperate to get her out of that dress and tantalisingly close to doing so, but he still needed an extra push to get Sasha over the line and onto three hearts.

The comedian's affection rating had been given a significant boost when he had chosen to spend the rest of the evening with her and not Diane. In truth, Luke's head, heart and dick had all made that decision in unison. While bringing his sexy, domineering boss back to his place and stripping her naked was obviously a huge temptation, it would be incredibly difficult for him to then bunk off work the next day. Worse still, he could also land Rachel in trouble if she came over before their mutual manager had left.

On top of that, Luke had simply found Sasha's offer to spend the evening with him impossible to turn down. She was one of the most desired women in the country, and Luke had lusted after her since the first time she had appeared on his TV screen. She was always going to be coming home with him that night, he'd just have to make it up to Diane another time.

Luke's overriding concern now was how he was supposed to boost Sasha up the final quarter of a heart required to unlock the nudity options for her that he so desperately craved. It wasn't like he had any way of producing charity shop tat at this hour. He had enough love tokens left to reveal another of her favourite gifts and compliments, so spent them while keeping his fingers crossed the information he was given could be put to to good use there and then. It turned out she loved flowers - that was way more traditional than he had expected - and being complimented on her writing.

Luke fumbled urgently with his phone once more to see if there was anywhere online he could order emergency flowers and, bizarrely, there were several options for that. He was able to arrange for a bouquet to arrive in around twenty minutes time. Until then, he knew what the topic of conversation was going to be.

"I've been really enjoying the new series of your sitcom. Did you write it all yourself?"

"Guilty" she nodded "I would never want anyone else putting words in my mouth."

Luke briefly remembered that at four hearts there was an option for him to make his connections say absolutely anything he wanted them to. Using that power on Sasha felt even more wickedly tempting now. But he was getting ahead of himself. For tonight, the third heart should be his only focus.

"That's really impressive. The dialogue is so sharp, and I love how each of the characters feels so distinct from each other. There's a fair amount of well executed pathos too. You clearly have a flair for writing that goes way beyond just crafting gags"

"Shit Luke, that's such a lovely thing to hear!" Sasha replied, looking genuinely touched "I've been writing since I was fourteen, and it's honestly far more important to me than performing. I could have happily just been a writer if it paid more than peanuts"

Luke didn't need constant alerts to realise this was going well, and kept the conversation flowing along those lines until the doorbell rang.

"You should go and get that Sasha, it's for you"

"Huh?"

She looked confused but did as Luke suggested and walked over to his front door. She soon returned clutching a beautiful bunch of flowers and grinning from ear to ear.

"Is this why you were fiddling with your phone so much earlier?" she gushed "This is such a sweet gesture - I love them! Oh wait, there's a note..."

Luke could feel his phone giving a long and satisfying buzz that confirmed the third heart had been hit just in the nick of time. That was quite a relief - he had gambled with his message and it could have seriously backfired if Sasha had seen it before that milestone had been reached.

"Dear Sasha" she began as she read from the card "Thank you for a beautiful evening. Now take off all your clothes. Luke"

The comedian shot him a sexy, playful, smirk.

"Smoothly done. How can I resist?"

Luke watched in awe as Sasha wordlessly removed every scrap of clothing she had been wearing. He remembered reading that she had once turned down half a million pounds to pose nude for a magazine, and now she was stripping for him in exchange for thirty pounds worth of roses and carnations. Once she was done she settled her naked self casually back onto his couch.

"There. Is this more to your liking?"

Holy fuck. Naked Sasha might have been the most beautiful thing Luke had ever seen. How was he supposed to not fuck her like that? He knew he had no chance of getting her anywhere near four hearts that evening though, so he would just have to settle for the next best thing.

"It's very much to my liking, Sasha, but you've now given me a raging hard-on that isn't going to go down by itself. What are you going to do about that?"

"Oh dear, how careless of me. Let me come and fix that for you"

Sasha sauntered over and knelt at Luke's feet, looking up at him seductively as he continued to relax and enjoy his beer. He wasn't sure it was possible for life to get any better than this no matter how many hearts he was able to fill.

She unzipped his flies and pulled out his cock, jokingly blowing on it and pretending to use it as a microphone for a moment or two.

"Hello? Is this thing on?"

She then gave it's tip a kiss, and was about to wrap her lips around it when she suddenly remembered something.

"Oh shit, I'm on BBC One right now"

"You want me to put it on?"

"If you don't mind? I'd be curious to know how it came out"

Luke switched on his television and was able to watch Sasha giving an interview at the same time she was sucking his dick.

There was something extra satisfying about that. Without the Romance Mechanic there was every chance he would still be watching Sasha in his flat with a beer, but alone, and helplessly lusting after her from afar, rather than having her on her knees in front of him with his cock in her mouth.

After she had guzzled down Luke's cum, and briefly excused herself to the bathroom to make use of his Listerine, Sasha returned and snuggled up next to her host on the large arm chair he was sitting in, so they could watch the rest of her interview together. She also slept next to him that night.

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Luke woke alone the next morning, and assumed Sasha had snuck out quietly in the early hours of the morning.

Except he could smell bacon.

He threw his dressing gown on and walked through to his kitchen to find a naked celebrity preparing a full English breakfast for them both.

"You're finally up! I thought I was going to have to eat this all myself. My personal trainer would not have been happy with me!"

Luke walked over and slapped Sasha playfully on the arse while she swivelled her head to give him an affectionate peck on the lips. He then went to the cupboard and laid out some plates and cutlery for them both. This felt like the kind of domestic bliss he could only have dreamed of even a week ago. Though he did have one slight logistical concern at the back of his mind.

"So what were your plans for today Sasha?"

"I'm playing the Hammermith Apollo this evening, you're welcome to come and watch backstage if you'd like. Until then I'm all yours. If you want me, that is?"

Of course he wanted her. Except Rachel and Stefanie were both due over in less than an hour. Thanks to the Romance Mechanic neither of them would see anything unusual about Luke having a famous comedian wandering around his apartment in the buff, but was three hot nude female guests at once going to be too much of a good thing? Was there a danger he was starting to let this situation snowball out of control in a way he had promised himself he never would? The answer was irrelevant, since Luke's brain had by now delegated all decision making powers to his dick.

"I've got a couple of friends coming over soon, but I'd love for you to stay and meet them if that works for you?"

"Sure, sounds fun!" Sasha smiled as she walked over and took a seat at the table, not giving any sign that she was planning on getting dressed before his other guests arrived "the more the merrier, right?"