by Lauren Wood
Sheila had been thinking of getting with him for quite some time and decided that it was either now or never. She had a book of names that she considered her bucket list and those that she would sleep with regardless if she was involved with anyone or not. It was a list that she was happy to show her husband who never thought in a million years that she had a chance to be with any one of those celebrities. She proved him wrong. This was a secret that she was going to take to her grave.
“Fuck… You really do know how to take it deep. I can feel your throat wrapped around my cock head and the first couple of inches. I love the way that I slide across your tongue and into your throat and back out again. For an older woman, you really do know how to outshine those little girls that have no idea what they’re doing. There is nothing like experience.” He was thrusting his hips and giving a thumbs up to the security guard.
They were not alone and an older man with no hair and spectacles was standing there off to the side with a briefcase in his hand. He was not shocked by this behavior and being Ethan’s agent had certainly been one for the record books. He had on speed dial a fixer that would come in handy to sweep things underneath the rug. He would never condone this action from any of his other clients, but they weren’t the next going concern when it came to basketball. Ethan was the one that was going to send his kids to the best private schools and make it a reality that he would have a yacht in his name docked outside of his summer place in Miami.
Ethan looked over at Gerald and was thrilled to see that he was not showing that shocked expression on his face anymore. This was not the first time that some girl had thrown herself at him. It was the first being in an elevator, but it was something that he found quite enticing.
His balls were slapping up against her chin and the sound was making him eager to spell out his name across her tongue. He had both hands on her head and was busily using her mouth to please his pecker. “Open up your mouth and show me your tongue. That’s it…that’s what daddy likes.” Ethan was a gangly kid growing up, but after hitting the gym and getting these muscles, he had seen a real shift in the attention of the ladies. High school was ripe with that sweet pussy begging for him to give it his all. He lost his virginity to his aunt and to this day his mother had no idea that her sister was the one that took her baby boys virginity. He had found her frigid, until he was balls deep inside that cunt.
Sheila was very good at deepthroating. It took some practice, but she had many a man willing to let her perfect her skills. There was one celebrity chef that was always known as a family man but that didn’t stop him from having a go with her. She’d found that monogamy was for only those that were willing to settle for just that one person in bed every night. She loved Brent and she didn’t want to hurt him, but variety was what made her life worth living. She had felt stagnant like she was drowning in quicksand.
“Damn…you know more about oral sex than most women that have been in your position. I wish that I had more time to take you up to my penthouse and show you the sites while taking you from behind. After we are…ahhh…done here, maybe you can… fuck…fuck… sign your digits on my hand. If you’re lucky, I won’t wash them off.” He went off with a splash of his thick seed across her pink tongue. He knew that he was in the presence of someone that knew what they were doing by the way that she continually slipped her mouth back and forth over the head to maximize the sensitivity of the moment. He grunted and groaned his response, until finally he had to pull away.
“I think that we could arrange something. You should never offer to sleep with me, unless you’re willing to back it up.” She scrambled forward on her knees, taking a hold of his cock and producing a pen with this evil glint in her eye. “I think that we can do a whole lot better than writing it on your hand.” She scribbled her phone number that was in her name onto his spent package. It was indelible ink and would take a lot of scrubbing to clean off of his shaft. “I know that this is not normal, but I’ve never been considered the conventional kind of girl.” Her flaming red hair was not exactly coif. It was haphazard and looked like she had just had a cock in your mouth and a pair of hands gripping her hair follicles. She liked being used and celebrities were more prone to wanting to be in control
“I don’t suppose that you would have enough in you to give my friend the same kind of treatment. I’m only asking and you really don’t have to do it. I just think that it would be a shot in the arm to see you go down on him. He’s always been straight laced and I would like to see a weakness in his armor to indicate that he’s actually human and not some kind of robot.” Ethan was staring at Gerald who was shaking his head in disbelief that he would even mention that. “If you do this, I would not be taking no for an answer. He really needs to get that stick out of his ass and you’re just the kind of girl that can loosen him up.” He liked to fuck with Gerald’s head.
Sheila was tempted, but that was not the name of the game. “If I didn’t have that ring on my finger, I would take both of you on and leave you exhausted and unable to move for hours. I only sleep with those that are on my list of freebies. My husband stupidly played this game and we both have a list of people that we can sleep with without the guilt. I’ve been able to cross off at least 20 of my 50. Actually, it’s more like 21, but maybe I can’t count you among them, until you saddle up big boy.” Sheila wanted to put a smile on the old man’s face, but on further inspection, he wasn’t as old as she believed him to be. There was a youth in his eyes and the premature balding was probably a hereditary illness that had followed him through the DNA of his family.
“That’s perfectly fine young lady. I really have no interest in going against my sacred vows.” Gerald could say that, but he knew if given the chance that he would gladly take one of Ethan’s sloppy seconds. “I should really say something, but its better that I keep my mouth shut.” He knew where his bread was buttered and there was no way that he was going to risk that kind of payday over getting into a heated argument about his unseemly behavior.
“I’ve always said that you were a smart man, Gerald. You know that I take a dim light on anybody trying to tell me what to do. Those reporters are always trying to get into my business. I have myself to blame and I will never allow a reporter to get that close again.” He remembered the blond hair and the porcelain skin with the Chinese dialect that was hard to resist. He had alluded to the fact that his rise to stardom was not by pure talent alone. He did not elaborate, but that story had gone national and now every reporter was clamoring for the real story.
“I do believe that this is my floor. My husband is waiting for me. I’m going to be smiling from ear to ear when we watch you tonight live and in person. I’ll remember this moment and how your seed tasted. I have to admit that going against the grain of what is considered wholesome has really opened up my eyes. I see that I have been wasting my time. My husband was a damn fool for playing that game with me. I have a better chance of sleeping with everyone on my list than he has with just one on his. I know that I’ll never be able to get all of them, but I’m going to do my best to make sure that I get as many as I can.” She watched him pull up his pants, being very careful not to smudge the digits that were written across his Johnson.
“You have definitely been a great opening act, but now I need something more than just a fluffer. It’s a known fact that my orgasms are legendary. My stamina is that of a god and I have to say that all the girls that I’ve been with have made me the man that I am today.” The elevator door opened on the third floor and Ethan watched as Sheila carried her heels in her hands down the hallway. She stopped at the first door and slipped her card key into the reader. She gave her hand a kiss and then blew it in his direction. He caught it and instead of pressing it against his heart, he put it down where her lips had just been. She tossed her hair and then disappeared within where her husband had no idea that a few mere minutes ago she was down on your knees servicing a man that was known for his exploits.
“That girl is go
ing to get a four star rating in my book. I don’t suppose you remember her name or did she even mention it before she pushed me up against the elevator wall and went down on me. I think that I’ve lived better than anyone. I never know when something like this is going to unpredictably happen. I like that spontaneous moment where I see the look in their eye and I know that the only thing that’s going to satisfy them is satisfying me.” He was confident and that confidence had given him an awareness of how easily he could sleep with just about anyone. He loved that he had that power. He didn’t want to admit it, but it was those that were stepping out on their significant other that made him want to show them what they were missing.
“I don’t believe that she said her name, Ethan. If you’re through, I do believe that your public is awaiting you. There have been those that have been standing outside for hours. I don’t know what makes you special, but I do know that having you in my pocket is making us both rich beyond our wildest dreams. I do hope that you have gotten that out of your system and that you’re not going to continue pursuing the next available piece of ass. I can’t always be cleaning up your mess and Terrence is getting awfully expensive to have around. I had to put him on retainer and you should’ve seen the look of dollar signs in his eyes.” Terrence was that fixer who was ex military and had the skill set to put things right with enough intimidation to make people realize that it was in their best interest to play along.
“I don’t know why you’re worried about the money and it’s not exactly like you are doing all the work. I’m the one that’s on the court putting those asses in the seat. I’m the one that they come to watch as I show boat my talent and give them a show that will have them talking about it over the water cooler the next morning. You’re a great agent and I’m glad to have you on my team, but remember you’re just one piece of the machinery that is constantly moving. Terrence is a necessary evil and one that I find that I have to have. It helps to know that he will be there to make sure that my mistakes never cost me one red cent in advertising dollars. My bedroom activities are not exactly a secret and that’s the reason why I’ve never been contracted by Disney.”
Ethan was known for his beer commercials and had even done a shaving commercial in Japan. That was still making him residuals every time that it aired which was practically every minute on one station or another. He already had the bonus check in his pocket from the publishing company that said that he was already on the New York’s bestseller list. They were already talking about a sequel. They told him not to let all of his secrets out of the bag. They wanted them to beg for the next book that was considered a continuation of the one that was already getting critical acclaim.
Chapter 3
The door opened and he was assaulted with flashbulbs from those camera hungry bastards that were looking to feed their 15 minutes of fame. He feigned surprise, but everybody knew that he was a whore when it came to standing in front of the camera.
He was making his way toward the front lobby when he saw a vision in loveliness. She had a beautiful body and flowing hair that made her look like a starlet. The red dress had him wondering what it would look like on the floor of his apartment upstairs.
Natasha had seen him out of the corner of her eye. She had managed to get inside the main lobby by bribing those at the receiving dock in the basement. She didn’t want to wait with those of the public that were here to get that book autographed. She’d always been under the belief that if there’s a will there’s a way. She could tell that he was anxious to meet her and he was coming ever closer to standing within her private space. “I know that I have him. He may think that he has the power, but he’s mistaken. I know what makes a man turn into a gibbering idiot. I can see that his pants are untucked and that could only come from one way. It appears that he has already gotten one out of the chamber and getting his attention is not going to be easy after something like that. I do have to say that I pride myself on my sexuality being at the forefront of any man’s fantasies.”
“If you would excuse me for a moment, I do believe that one of my loyal fans is calling me.” Ethan felt like he had everything going for him and this girl was just one in a million that he would soon find himself hammering into the mattress. He could tell that this girl was different and that something was driving her more than the others. The only thing that mattered to him was if he could scratch her name into the book that had become synonymous with those of the press.
The doors were still locked and the fans were plastered up against the glass peering inside to get a glimpse of their hero. He waved to them and sent them into hysterics with them pounding so hard that it was a wonder that they didn’t crack the glass.
He stepped up behind the woman in red and could smell her perfume like her own personal aphrodisiac. He took a whiff and was transported to a tropical getaway from one of the many islands that he had spent his time on during the off-season. He was never one to settle down in one place. He had a penthouse in this building, but everything else was bought on the spur of the moment.
“I have to say that you are a sight for sore eyes. That dress really does become you. I think that you wear that with the express purpose of getting a man’s attention. I’m guessing that you know who I am.” He got a nod of confirmation and decided to parlay that into something more physical. “I have to say that you do make some of the girls that I’ve been with seem like they are a dismal comparison to what I’m really after.” He grabbed her ass from behind and could feel the meat on her bones. She had the kind of darkened complexion that made him want to strip her to see all the differences between the both of them.
Natasha was not going to play this easy and was going to make him work for it. Her libido was still overcharged and felt like she was in the process of some hot flash. Her body was burning up and then suddenly her stomach turned and she launched the contents of her stomach at his shoes. She felt another round coming and she ran towards the bathroom with him cursing underneath his breath. “I don’t know what has come over me. I must be coming down with something and I certainly do have a fever.” She ran into the bathroom and hovered over the sink dry heaving for the next 5 minutes. This was not the way that she wanted this to go and that was the kind of first impression that would stay with a guy.
She finally got a hold of herself and whatever that was had now subsided for the moment. She had to find a way to break the ice that no doubt turned into a chilly reception. This was not the first time that she had felt this kind of sickness. She was meaning to go to her Dr. and get a complete physical, but life had a funny way of fighting back at the most inopportune time.
She came out to see Ethan standing there with the doors opened and people were now clamoring for his undivided penmanship. He sat down and she moved to intervene, but security had been ordered to keep everybody in an orderly manner.
“I’m afraid that you’re going to have to go to the back of the line, miss. I’m going to have to insist that you cooperate.” The security guard was being paid enough money, but his official title was that of personal security.
Natasha was in no mood and raised her hand to get his hand off of her arm. There’s no reason to act all macho with me. I know that you have a job to do and I would never try to get in your way of doing it.” She had a moment where she made eye contact with Ethan. She could tell that he was not at all happy with how things had gone between them. “I want him to see me better than that. That did not endear me to him and most likely would not afford me the opportunity to sit down with him on a one and one basis.” Natasha was that spunky black woman that believed that anybody regardless of race or gender had to work very hard to get to where they were in life. She never considered herself to have a handicap and never allowed anybody to tell her that she couldn’t do something.
She went out beyond the doors and stood there contemplating what to do. Wearing this dress normally calmed her nerves, but this time it was doing anything but. She could still feel his hands on her ass t
hrough the dress. It was imprinted on her skin and his fingers did take the liberty of squeezing both cheeks to get a good feel. She could only hope that the brief contact was enough for him to want to continue working his magic. She was never comfortable around white guys and always felt that they were judging her or salaciously looking at her like she was the entrée. “I have no choice but to back off for the moment. I’m going to have to find another way to ambush him. I have a few sources that might be able to help, but it’s not going to be without its price.”
Ethan saw her through the window and wasn’t even paying attention to what he was doing. Every signature was practically the same with no deviation. These people wanted some kind of human approach and not just somebody that was going through the motions.
He was disappointing a lot of people not to mention his agent who was standing over to the side looking bored and slightly stressed that there was tension in the air.
He took a break to get that required caffeine fix into his veins. He was about to go out and approach her. He wanted to tell her that the embarrassing moment was nothing to worry about. Unfortunately, she bolted across the street with her hand up to her mouth. It made him almost sick. It had always been the way. This was the way that he reacted when others were under the weather.
He motioned for his agent to come near and he whispered to him so that nobody else could overhear. “I want you to go out there and find that woman in red. You’re not to come back without giving her that card. Tell her that I would like her to join me in my suite for dinner tonight. I know that you might think that this is just my lame attempt to get laid again, but I would really like to get to know her on a more than physical level.” He was hoping that his line would pay off and that his agent would see that his intentions were pure.
