Adventures of Hollywood Jim Ch. 44

Gretchen kissed me softly on my cheek, I could feel excitement growing in my jeans.

We were inches apart from one another

"And I like you..." she slowly whispered

"I like me too..." I replied, then realized my gaffe

We both laughed.

I kissed her just as softly on her lips.

She responded with an equally soft and lingering kiss on mine.

"Whoa...that was nice." I said

Gretchen smiled

"Yeah...I liked it too...wanna kiss some more?"

"Yes." I said as we kissed deeper, her tongue had slipped in and touched mine. I gently moved her backwards onto the bed. My arm worked its way under her back and as we kissed, the more we were becoming intertwined. Gretchen made soft moans as we kissed.

"Oh, Jim...you are somethin' babe." She said softly.

"You are too...you feel nice." I said

"You too...kiss me." She whispered

I did, it was beautiful to experience.

I knew my dick was straining my jeans the closer I got to her soft and warm body, I knew Gretchen could feel it too. Her soft moans were so sexy to hear as we continued to kiss. My finger softly traced her brown hair and her deep brown eyes looked beautiful.

"Oh Jim...you are somethin'..." she said again.

Gretchen's hands went under my shirt and I felt them as they went down my sides and back, softly caressing me, as if she eventually wanted to get my shirt off.

"Baby...sit up." She said

I sat up, Gretchen did the same and slowly drew my t-shirt off me, smiling all the while. Her hands softly traced lines up and down my chest (My lack of six-pack abs didn't seem to bother her) making me shudder, and making her giggle.

"I'm sorry, you look so nice with your shirt off." She said

"Thank you." I replied

She continued to caress my chest and kiss me softly. She kissed my neck and chest. She worked her way back up to my neck and cheek.

"Would you like to take my shirt off?" she whispered in my ear

I looked at her now, and her smile said it all.

I reached for the sides of her grey shirt and slowly drew it off of her. "Oh my..." I said as her breasts were revealed to me and she casually tossed her brown hair back once the shirt was completely off her.

I didn't realize it but she had been topless the whole time we'd been at the bar.

"So, do I look like one of those Hollywood girls?"

"You look...beautiful..." I said in a halting voice.

Gretchen Wilson had perfectly shaped B-cup breasts with bright pink nipples.

"Thank you Jim...kiss me, please." She said

Gretchen and I kissed long and lovingly as our chests touched and we held one another. Her head was on my shoulder now.

"You're making me feel special already, Jim. It's been so long since anyone made me feel like this." She said softly "...and I love it."

"I'm just trying to get my head around how this is all happening to me."

"Well, it is darlin'." She said as she looked at me "It really is."

We kissed again and I now reached for her breast, she inhaled deeply.

"Oh yessss...yes, touch me there...uh-huh..." her voice became more breathy as

I gently caressed her breast and the nipple instantly became erect as I worked it through my fingers.

"Yes, Jim...oh that feels so nice." She sighed "Oh baby..."

My head slowly went down and my tongue touched her breast. She didn't flinch as my tongue touched it. Slowly I moved to her nipple and began to lick and suck it.

"Oh baby...uh-huh...that's it...oh yesssss..." she sighed

My lips, tongue and hand were very much on her breasts, and she loved it.

She continued to moan and breathe in a sexy way. She laughed slightly as she pulled my face off her and kissed me again.

"Last person who loved my boobs this much was my daughter!"

We both laughed again.

I looked down and could see her satin shorts, they were an electric shade of red. I kissed her again and my hand reached down to touch them. They were satiny smooth. But Gretchen stopped my hand from going further.

"No...not yet honey." She said "there's more I want to do first...why don't you slip those jeans off, honey."

I gingerly began to unbuckle them, sliding the zipper down as best I could given our position on the bed.

"Um, maybe I should stand up and do this."

She nodded.

I got off the bed, unbuckled my jeans, then slid the zipper down and slowly removed them. Leaving me in my underwear, where my erection could definitely be seen. Gretchen sat up on her knees and we were at eye level now. She kissed me and I felt her hand cupping my "package" as it were.

"Mmmm...I think this'll be nice."

Her hands gently kneaded my balls as we kissed.

"Mmmm...nice, baby...so nice..." she said softly, then began kissing my neck and shoulders. She looked into my eyes now.

"Are you OK?" she asked "Do you like what I'm doing?"

"Yes, very..." I replied.

"Good...'cause I like you...I like how you make me feel."

"You make me feel good too."

She smiled, so unlike the Gretchen the world saw.

Taking a deep breath (as did I), her hands went down to my sides and slowly slid my underwear down and my dick revealed itself to her in all its glory.

"Well, ain't you ready for fun?" she said to me in an exaggerated southern drawl.

"I guess I was a little more excited than I thought."

"Hey, I like that, baby."

Gretchen's hands immediately began to caress my dick, her fingers were incredibly soft as they went up and down its length making it even harder.

"You've got a nice head." she said as her fingers played with its mushroom-shaped head. Her tongue began to slowly touch the tip and then circle around the head. She blew softly on it too.

"Like that?"

I nodded.

Gretchen smiled again and her lips and mouth began to slowly envelop my dick. I could hear a sexy "mmmm" from her as she began to slide up and down my dick making it slippery.

"Oh, honey..." she said softly

I was standing on the floor and she was sitting on the bed slowly licking and enveloping my dick. I guess I was lucky we were traveling a smooth stretch of road as it felt so good what she was doing. Her hand now began to stroke my dick, the head inches away from her face.

"You've got a nice one, baby." She said with a smile. "It's your turn now."

Gretchen stood up and slid her shorts down, showing her red satin panties fully now, they looked beautiful.

"Touch me..." she said as she took my hand and placed it on her crotch. It was very warm and just slightly wet. Gretchen breathed in slowly, her breasts heaving upward. "Oh yes, that's it...I love being touched there...especially when it's by someone like you, Jim."

"Thank you." I said as I kissed her

My hand softly rubbed her crotch, I loved how soft and warm if felt.

Gretchen slowly pulled down her panties, then stepped out of them, leaving her naked in front of me.

"Jim...please kiss me down there...do whatever you like."

She sat on the bed and spread her legs open, her pussy looked beautiful and sexy as hell with its dark hair, trimmed slightly. I knelt down and softly kissed it. Glistening even in the soft light of the room, it tasted so nice as my tongue softly licked it. She made small, soft moaning sounds the more I licked. I felt her fingers run through my hair, then could see her lean back so she was resting on her elbows.

"Oh yeah, baby...oh yes...ohhhh yes." She moaned

I used my finger to probe her as well as my tongue, making her shiver in ecstasy. Her breathing became more rapid.

"Oh yeah...oh yeah...uh-huh...uh-huh...uh-huh...oh god baby!"

I looked up slightly and saw she was flat on her back, casually touching her nipples with her eyes closed. I stood up and lay atop her and we kissed.

"I'm ready now..." she whispered "I want you so bad...come on..."

I slowly rose from the bed

"Don't worry about anything honey, I'm protected." She said

Well, good to have that question answered before it was even asked.

Gretchen's legs were opened wide as I took my dick and rubbed it a little on her pussy, its moisture and her sucking had kept it slick.

I slid my dick into Gretchen Wilson.

She let out a long, slow "Ohhhhh..." as it went inside her. Her pussy enveloped me and its warmth already had me excited as I began to fuck her.

"Yeah, honey...oh god that's it...fuck me...fuck me." She gasped

I did her smooth and steady. We were staring into one another's eyes and her smile said it all, she was loving everything I did.

I tried not to fuck her faster but the feeling she gave me was tough to hold back and I fucked her harder, making her moan even more. Her breasts looked so hot as we fucked. I slowed down, wanting to make things last. Gretchen's breathing slowed too.

"Mmmm...that's nice...lemme ride you cowboy." She said in that distinctive voice.

I rolled over onto the bed while still inside her, getting an "oh!" from her and a laugh.

Gretchen swung her hair back and now showed me the "tough girl" look she was famous for as she leaned backwards, tucked her legs in and began to rock herself atop me, her tits heaving upward as we fucked.

"Huh-yes...uh-huh...yes...uh-huh..." she moaned "fuck me...oh yeah fuck me Jim..."

Wow! Did I feel like a stud now!

Gretchen leaned down and we kissed as I held her close to me. She felt very soft all over. She got close to my ear and whispered, oh so seductively...

"You're so fuckin' good Jim...oh so fuckin' good..."

Gretchen kissed me again, then leaned back up and really began to bounce on my dick playing with and caressing her tits as she did this. My hands were on her hips, guiding her every move

"Oh yeah! Huh-yeah! Oh god baby...oh yes...oh yeah...OH YEAH!" she cried out as she flung her head backwards. "Oh yeah...oh baby...oh yessss..." her voice quieted as she slowly collapsed into my arms. "You feel so good Jim."

"So do you..." I was feeling just as good as she was.

Gretchen slowly rolled off me, then ran her fingers through her hair and looked over at me, still hard.

"Wanna go for more, huh?" she said with a smile.

"Hey...must-must be that redneck power of yours." I said as I got on top of her.

"Awww, baby...come here." She said as we embraced.

I reached down and felt my hardness and then slid it back into Gretchen, she gasped again, then relaxed again as I felt her hot pussy envelop my dick and I began thrusting into her again, she sounded just as sexy with just her moans and heavy breathing. But now her arms and legs were wrapped around me and we were bonded as one.

I really fucked her now, my thrusts into her were with passion and she felt so good, so good, so good.

My breathing now got rapid and I felt my explosion build.

"Baby...gonna...gonna cum...oh my god Gretchen..." I said rapidly

"Yes, baby! Do it! Do it baby!" she said rapidly

I exploded with a low roar from within.

Gretchen let out a cry of passion, her eyes closed.

"Oh god! I feel it! I can feel you!" she cried

I had collapsed into her arms, which lovingly held me. As my breathing slowly returned to normal, I felt her hand caress my head.

"Mmmmm baby...that felt wonderful." I heard her whisper.

"I hope I was, um..." I stuttered

She shook her head

"Baby...wonderful..." she said repeatedly with a smile, a loving smile of ecstasy as her eyes slowly closed. I guess it was her way of telling me I was wonderful.

It was maybe an hour later when I awoke. Gretchen's naked body was next to me. We had apparently turned over so I was holding her from behind as we slept. The bedroom was still bathed in soft light. Somehow the TV had been switched off.

I found my glass of whiskey and took a last sip. I heard Gretchen stir and turn over to look at me.

"Hey, hot stuff." She said

"Hey, you." I replied

She gave me a quick kiss and sat up.

"Mind if I smoke?"

"Go ahead."

I just now noticed in the corner by the bed was a beautiful Gibson acoustic guitar.

"Nice guitar." I said

"Thanks, you play?"

"Very badly, I'm afraid. I figured out long ago that if I couldn't physically play guitar I could learn as much about them. That's a Hummingbird, isn't it?"

"You betcha, it sounds beautiful." She said as she exhaled a slow stream of smoke.

"Um, mind if I, uh-"

"Sure! Go ahead, try it out."

I gingerly picked it up and delicately ran my fingers over the strings.

"Man, feels nice." I said.

I tried to finger the chords I heard in my head as I tried to create the words.

"She's got a...tramp stamp...got it long ago..." I tried to sing

Gretchen watched me intently.

"Used to be a good girl...but...she wasn't...long ago..."

Now she looked like she heard what I was trying to create.

"Red and bold...it's like a...badge of honor" I tried to sing

"For all the good girls who still scream and holler." She sang back to me.

We now looked at each other, didn't matter we were still naked.

"That's pretty good, Jimmy." She smiled "I like that. I like it a lot."

"Thanks." I shrugged.

"No, I mean it, that's really good." She said. "Do you mind?"

I gave her the guitar and she thought for a minute.

"How does this sound?" she started to sing and play the melody I created, it was much closer to how I heard it in my head.

"Yes, that's it." I said

"OK, cool." She said "I'd like to try and finish this song when we get to New Orleans."

"Uh, sure! Yes, I'd love to hear it."

Gretchen pressed down on the intercom

"Red? How much further do we have to go?"

"About another hour." He responded

"Thanks. If you see any place to get breakfast let me know." She said while smiling at me.

"10-4"

Not much later we pulled into a Denny's and the morning crowd there did more than few double takes when Gretchen Wilson walked in with this geeky looking guy and ordered breakfast. There were just as many when a huge tour bus pulled up at the airport later on.

"I can't thank you enough, Jim." She said as we stood outside the bus and gave me a last kiss. "You'll be hearing from me soon."

"OK, it was wonderful meeting you and all." I said

She smiled slyly.

"Carrie was right."

I was confused.

"Uh, about what?"

"I think you know what I mean. Bye, Jim." She said as she went back inside the bus and it slowly pulled away.

Gretchen's live album came out two months later and prominently featured the photos I took. Just as she'd said, the photo with her fist raised was on the front cover. Chris and I were overjoyed at how this gig had turned out. We each got autographed copies of the CD and a big framed poster for the album.

But the bigger surprise came not long after.

I got a letter addressed to me from ASCAP, which I knew as the main organization musicians and composers used for royalty payments. I opened it and found a check inside for several thousand dollars. The accompanying statement indicated it was songwriting royalties for the song "Tramp Stamp". It listed the composers as Gretchen Wilson and...me. To say I was confused was putting it mildly. I immediately did a quick computer search related to the song and found it appeared on the live album we'd just received copies of. And its position on Billboard's Country chart was number 10.

I'd co-written a top 10 song.

Just when I think I have this town figured out, I don't.