Tommy and Gina’s Story: One Wild Night

I peered down from taking that quick lick off her chest and his two fingers were gently rubbing the surface of her thin T-back which was once again met with an immediate hip grind. Gina let out that new, unfamiliar groan which I’ve never heard when making love to her and I wasn’t sure if it made me jealous or more turned on. Maybe both. I wasn’t sure.

Jon retreated from her neck and his jaw dropped for a moment. He exhaled and said: ‘Gina, my security is beeping my cell. That means we’re almost in the hotel now. Maybe this should continue upstairs. What I really need to do is be discreet when we exit this stretch limo…there may be paparazzi nearby. I think you and Tommy should walk arm in arm and I‘ll follow. I may have to separate from you then meet you up in my suite. But, I do want you to know that when we get upstairs, we are going to go through with our rock-n-roll fantasy tonight. Understand?’.

Gina said ‘Our fantasy?’.

Jon replied ‘Yes, Our Fantasy’.

Right then, we heard a loud bang then a bright flash from the side window. Gina purposely moved lower on the bench seat -almost horizontal- as if to hide herself. John said ‘Fuck. It’s the paparazzo but don’t worry, this glass is so dark that no pictures are possible’. Gina said ‘What was that bang?’. Jon explained that ‘..the paparazzo hits the car hard so you look right into their cameras with fear when they take their picture. Most people fall for this ploy which makes for good photo sales to the tabloids. ‘They suck’ he said.