by Mia Archer
Though again, not exactly a fan. That’s what made her different.
I stared at the door she’d disappeared behind. Jessica. Beautiful Jessica. Captivating Jessica. Incredible Jessica. Just thinking about her behind that door, thinking about her changing, thinking about that incredible body that was a perfect compliment to her beautiful face which usually had an eyebrow cocked in a "no bullshit" expression. It made me wish I was on the other side of the divider helping her out.
My phone buzzed, pulling my attention away from that changing room door for a moment. I looked down and half smiled as I saw it was a message from Gareth. That half smile turned to a full frown when I saw what he had to say.
“So have you bagged her yet or what?” he asked.
I paused, my thumb hovering over the phone. How to respond to that? On the one hand I wanted to spill my guts. To tell him that this was something real I felt with Jessica. That I thought we had something special and he needed to cut the frat boy routine.
On the other hand I thought about our long friendship. How we’d joked like this for years. I thought about how we were the two single people on tour this time around, and how he must feel just as alone as I did even if he didn’t let on. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings, and this seemed like a conversation we should have in person rather than via text messages.
So I went with the middle of the road. A response that was pleasantly noncommittal.
“Not yet,” I sent back.
I hoped the terseness of the reply would get through to him, but another message came through.
“Well the buses are gassed and ready to go whenever you seal the deal. Come on! Work some of that Ivy charm so we can be off to the next city for more fun. This is awesome that you’re back in the saddle!”
Yeah, it was awesome. Though I wasn’t back in the saddle he thought I was. Jessica was so much more than a groupie. So much more than a one night stand. Still, not a conversation to have over texts.
“Yeah, we’ll talk about that later,” I said.
That was good. I didn’t have to let on what we were going to talk about. I’m sure he had something very different in mind. Well, it was time to let him know I was turning over a new leaf in life.
Finally the changing room door rattled and opened. I put my phone away. No point in risking her seeing that conversation. She’d no doubt take it the wrong way. Jessica stepped out wearing a blue sundress that looked stunning. I'd hoped we could find a place that had something more formal, it was going to make the joke that much more fun when the punchline eventually came, but unfortunately despite what she’d said about the shopping options there wasn’t anyplace that sold formal attire. I'd done a quick search on my phone and realized we’d have to go out towards the suburbs for that sort of thing, and there definitely wasn't time.
No, I had to stay downtown. We’d be leaving later this evening. Way later this evening, if I had anything to say about it.
I grinned and held my arms out as Jessica did a twirl with a radiant smile. Damn I loved it when she smiled!
"What do you think?" she asked.
"You look beautiful!"
She looked herself over in the mirror that was helpfully hung on the changing room door. I was on fire watching her in that sundress. Thinking about her changing, well it was having a very definite effect on my anatomy. It was giving me trouble thinking straight. Though the thoughts running through my head were anything but straight.
More than anything it made me want to push her into that changing room and shove her against the wall. I didn't give a damn if there was another girl watching. No, all I cared about was being with Jessica. Having her. Taking her completely, just like the night before. Damn that had been some of the best sex of my life!
I desperately hoped there would be a repeat performance tonight.
"You don't think it will be too casual for wherever you're taking me?"
I grinned. That reminded me of my little joke. I shook my head. "I'm sure it will be fine."
"Well I have a couple more I want to try on before we decide on something."
Once more she disappeared behind the door. It clicked with a finality that told me there wasn't a chance in hell I was going to be able to sneak my way in there.
That was something I might've tried back in my younger days. Back when I was a little more crazy. Back when I didn't care so much for things like rules. Back when I thought that being the lead in the biggest act in the world entitled me to certain things.
Yeah, I was just barely over thirty and already I was getting old. I might as well be moving around on stage in a walker!
And so I stared at that door where she was changing and did nothing. I looked down and I could see her dress falling to the floor. I could see her delicate feet stepping out of it. I could only imagine her underwear. Chances are she was just wearing something basic and white for work, but there was always the chance there was something more exotic there.
I hoped I might be able to convince her to get something a little more exotic for this evening, but I wasn’t sure how to bring that up without coming off like an ass. I didn't want to seem like I was expecting anything. No, after last night, especially after the way she’d bolted, I didn't want to do anything to spook her.
And so I stared at the door. I fantasized about something that had nothing to do with whatever underwear Jessica happened to be wearing. Of course she wasn't in that sundress anymore which led me to another distracting thought as I went back to last night. As I thought of how she looked under me with her body…
Damn it. I shook my head to clear those thoughts away and they were replaced with other thoughts. Of Jessica meeting me at the house when I got home from a tour. Of her being with me on the tour bus so we could chat just like we had at the diner before the show last night. Playing video games with her on the big TV in the back room instead of getting up to more interesting things like what we'd done the night before.
Of course we could do those interesting things too. After I'd soundly beat her at whatever game we were playing, but still. I thought of her walking along with a little kid in her arms. Our kid.
I shook my head again. Those thoughts were just as intrusive as the thoughts of fucking her. And I wondered where they were coming from. Was I really that obsessed with the other girls in the band settling down?
Or maybe it was just that she had a combination of hotness and everything else that drove me wild. That made me want to know more about her. That made me want to have way more than just a one night stand. That made me want to be more than that love’em and leave’em girl I’d been once upon a time.
The handle to her changing room rattled. She stepped out again, this time in a little black number that definitely looked more formal than the sundress she had on before. I knew this was just a sundress as well, but the way she pulled it off made it look stunning. My jaw dropped. "Damn."
Jessica did a twirl. That dress was incredible. She was incredible, and she made the dress that much more incredible by wearing it. Her body was perfect. She was everything I'd dreamed of in a woman and so much more. She was mouthwatering with the way that clung to her body. The way it clung to her hips. The way she just looked so goddamn perfect in every way.
"You're drooling," she said.
I picked up my lower jaw. I grinned and shook my head. "Sorry about that."
She moved over and for a surprise she sat down on my lap. I smiled and wrapped my hands around her. I pulled her in close and for another surprise she actually leaned down and gave me a peck on the lips.
I felt damp down between my legs. I’d been safe while she was in the changing room, but now my desire was roaring back to life with a vengeance. She smiled as she felt that and gave a seductive little wiggle with her ass that drove me wild. That very nearly had me coming.
"Is something wrong?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.
"Damn it. When you say you're only giving me one night you’re really giving me that
one night’s worth!"
Jessica sighed and I immediately regretted saying that. I immediately regretted bringing attention to the fact that she was reluctant to even go out on a date with me in the first place. That seemed to have broken the spell, and she started to stand. She moved towards the changing room with an odd look on her face.
I didn't like that look.
I glanced towards the front of the store. There was just that one girl keeping tabs on the whole place. The girl was distracted with folding something, and I figured this was as good an opportunity as any. I was starting to feel some of that craziness, some of that vitality I had back in the old days.
I stood and bounded across the hall to the changing room before Jessica could close the door completely. I pressed inside over her quiet protests.
"What are you doing Ivy?" she asked.
"Being crazy," I said. "It's something you inspire in me."
And with that simple but honest declaration I leaned down to kiss her. I pressed myself against her body. Her dress felt amazing. The way it molded to her body, the way it showed off her curves, it was captivating.
Not as captivating as that kiss though. It was like I was being transported to an alternate dimension of pleasure as she sighed and melted into me. As I found my palms pressing against the back of the changing room and then I was pressing her against that wall as well. She wrapped her legs around me and I started not-so-subtly pressing into her.
Fuck this was hot. Fuck she was hot! Fuck, all I wanted to do was fuck her right here in the changing room!
Only I hesitated. Crazy me from the old days might have done that. Old me from the new days was tempted to do it, but the rational part of me reasserted some control even as I kept kissing her. Even as I kept up that subtle grinding that felt so great.
No, it was just the two of us in here right now, but any moment now that girl was going to notice I was missing and she'd be coming back here. She'd catch us and take a picture with her phone or something. She might not realize who I was, but it would just take her posting a picture like that to social media and the game would be up. Someone would recognize me and it would be everywhere.
I could see the headline now. “Singer caught in tryst with random girl in changing room.”
It was the hardest thing I ever had to do, but I managed to pull away from that kiss. I managed to disentangle myself. I deserved some sort of award for that because it felt like she was really getting into it there at the end. Her hands were all over me.
Damn that was tough. I had godlike willpower to be able to pull away from that. It helped that the images of the headlines I could expect to see on some of the fan sites by the end of the day were running through my head on repeat.
"Why did you…" Jessica said, her breath coming in ragged gasps, and then she seemed to take control of herself. Her mouth closed and she was looking me up and down as though she was slightly irritated that she'd gotten carried away like that.
Well, she could be slightly irritated. I knew she definitely wanted it though. I knew that when push came to shove she was a willing participant. She could act annoyed all she wanted, but I knew how she really felt.
A girl didn't respond to a kiss like that without meaning it!
"That girl is going to be back here any minute and wonder where I went," I said.
Jessica raised an eyebrow. "Really now? What makes you think that?"
"I've just got a hunch," I said. “It’d be just my luck that she’d show up and ruin everything right when things are getting good.”
"Hello? Can I help you? Where'd you go ma’am?"
I rolled my eyes at the confirmation. And now I was really in a pickle. Stuck in here with Jessica where I couldn’t say anything without giving up the game.
21: In the Changing Room
"Shit!" I whispered. I didn’t want to risk that girl overhearing me.
Jessica giggled. It was nice to see someone was getting some amusement out of my predicament. Though I suppose if anyone was going to get amusement out of me being out of sorts it would be her.
"What's the big deal? I'm sure they catch people back here doing what you're doing all the time!"
"Yeah," I said. "But if she takes a picture and that gets out…"
Jessica's eyes widened in understanding. "We’ll be the top story on those online gossip rags Alice was always going on about!"
“Yup.”
Even if it didn’t make some of the more mainstream gossip sites, and that was possible considering how my star was on the decline, if a fan publication picked it up that would create enough of a stink that some of the bigger more sites would scent blood in the water.
"Okay then," Jessica said. "You're the expert. How are you getting us out of this?"
"How am I going to get us out of this? I have no idea!"
"Fine," Jessica said. She rolled her eyes. "Let me do the talking."
She moved to open the door and I felt terror for a moment. I'd lived life in front of the cameras for long enough that I had an almost instinctive reaction to turn away from an opening door when there were potential prying lenses on the other side. I was terrified that girl would be waiting there with her cell phone in hand. I was convinced she somehow knew who I was and she was going to try to strike it rich by selling that picture to the highest bidder.
Jessica opened the door just barely wide enough to stick her head out. She had a smile plastered on her face and she paused to roll her eyes at me before she looked out.
"I'm fine, thanks!"
Only it seemed the girl wasn’t willing to leave it at that. No, she was obviously curious where I'd gone to. Rightly so, probably. Who's to say I hadn't slipped into the back to rob the place blind or something?
"And where did your friend disappear to?"
"She's around," Jessica said.
"But I didn't see her…"
"I said she's around. She'll probably be back, now could you please leave me alone?"
"Fine," the girl said.
A definite hint of iciness had entered into her voice. She didn't seem at all pleased to have Jessica talking to her like that. Fine. Sticking her nose in where it wasn't wanted? Having Jessica get a little snippy with her was the least she deserved, even if she was just doing her job.
Jessica closed the door and turned back to me. She was breathing heavily, and I couldn't tell whether she was breathing heavily because of the makeout session or because she didn't like confronting that girl. Either way I was so in love with her in that moment. She'd handled that masterfully.
"You're a natural at this," I said. "I should invite you on tour to run security. You're much better than most of those assholes were at getting rid of inquiring eyes, with the exception of Jake."
"So?" Jessica asked, looking me up and down with a slightly confrontational look, her arms crossing under her breasts which only served to draw my attention to that most distracting bit of her anatomy.
What can I say? I was in a mood where I wanted to wheel her around, pull that dress up, and have my way with her right here and now in the changing room.
Only that would definitely give things away to the girl we’d just managed to get rid of. That would definitely cause her to bring the cameras. Probably call the cops as well, and that would be one hell of a news story. Not only would I be caught on camera, but there'd be an arrest record to go along with it.
No, as much fun as it might be to see if Jessica was up for a little fun like last night, I’d control myself. I could wait and hope she’d be in a mood later when the moment was more opportune.
"Shouldn't you be going?" she asked. "Before that girl comes back?"
She was asking if I should be going, but there was a hitch in her voice. It seemed like she was having trouble backing up her desire to get me out of here.
Yeah, that hitch in her voice said it all.
"I don't want to leave," I said, my desire overcoming my better judgment.
I advanced on her, an
d once more I put my hands out. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating perfume that was her. Enjoyed the soft and yet so firm sensation that was her body pressing against mine again. God damn she was so hot. She got me so worked up!
I opened my eyes and looked down at her. Leaned in. I noticed that for all her attempts to seem like she wasn't interested, to act like the ice queen, she melted as my lips brushed against hers. She even opened her mouth and I thought I detected her tongue moving out, but I pulled away.
I grinned. Now it was my turn it to be the tease. It was my turn to get her worked up and leave her wanting more. Hopefully that more would come later if things went well and we found a hotel. I didn't want to take her back to my tour bus. Not again.
There was something about it that seemed slightly sleazy. It reminded me of all of the other women I'd had in the back of a tour bus over the years, and I wanted Jessica to be different. I wanted her to be something more. The way I felt about her… I had a hard time putting it into words. I had a hard time even thinking about it. She drove me that crazy!
"I'm leaving, but you go ahead and leave that dress on."
Jessica cocked an eyebrow at me. "Why would I do that?"
I grinned. "Because that's the one and I’m buying it for you."
She turned and looked at herself in the mirror, then turned back and smiled at me. "If you say so, but I'd…"
She hesitated. She smiled and then she frowned and then she fixed her eyes on me. It was a laser focus that had me paralyzed in place. Finally she seemed to come to a decision and a huge grin split her face.
"Of course I'm not done with my date night outfit yet."
"What are you talking about?"
Jessica suddenly looked innocent. Or at least she looked like she was trying to look innocent. I'm not sure she was necessarily doing a great job of it considering she also had a naughty grin that made it obvious I was going to like whatever it was she was about to say.
22: Retail Escape
I couldn't believe I was about to say this. I took a deep breath. I let it out.
