Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 07

Author's Note: I am resubmitting Chapter 7 of this series because something went wrong the last time and some story that was NOT mine showed up under my title... no clue how that happened!!! Hopefully, it will come through correctly this time...

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"Oh, my God! You're Jack Nicholson!" exclaimed the receptionist in the spa at Pacific Views Inn of Santa Barbara when he and Amanda Lewis walked in just before their scheduled four o'clock massages.

Jack removed his sunglasses and grinned engagingly at the young woman. "Yes, I am, but I'd appreciate it if you not let word get around that I'm here. I like the chance to be able to relax wherever I'm staying without having the damn paparazzi following me around! So... if you'll work with me on this, I'll be sure to recommend this place to my friends as somewhere to get away and relax because you know how to be discreet. Is it a deal?"

The receptionist nodded her head quickly. "Yes... of course, Mr. Nicholson. I believe we have a room all ready for you and your... companion. Please... follow me."

She led them down a hallway and into a room that had two massage tables set up. The outside wall was mostly glass and had a lovely view of the beautifully landscaped pool area, which the receptionist blocked when she closed the vertical blinds to give them privacy. She showed them the changing screens and told them to disrobe and wrap the sheets that were draped over the screens around their bodies and that the massage therapists would be with them shortly. She closed the door on her way out.

Jack walked over to one of the screens and grabbed the sheet draped on it and took Amanda's hand and walked with her behind the other screen. She stood still as he untied the sarong from around her hips and then reached up to untie her bikini top and pull it away from her breasts. Then he reached down and untied the strings of her bottoms at her hips and stood back to watch the flimsy piece of material drop to the floor between her legs. His eyes slowly wandered back up her long legs, lingered on her delectable pussy for a few moments and then up to her full, firm breasts as his lips spread in his wide wolfish grin.

Amanda moved her hands to Jack's shirt and slowly started to unbutton it, keeping her eyes glued to his torso as it was revealed. She'd glanced into his sexy hazel eyes and saw the deep passion smoldering in them and it started an ache in the pit of her stomach... her soul was in terrible danger of being completely lost to him. He knew she loved him... and now he was acting like he wanted her to prove it to him and to show him how much...

"Amanda... look at me," Jack commanded quietly when she hesitated with her hands on the snap of his shorts. She slowly lifted her eyes to his. He took her right hand and moved it down the front of his shorts to where his hard cock was once again straining to be freed. "It's only been fifteen minutes since we made love and I'm already hard again... for you. This is all for you, sweet girl..." he muttered sexily in his low, gravelly voice as he rubbed her hand up and down, pressing it against his stiff member through his shorts.

He couldn't help but grin wider at the look of utter desire in her eyes. His grin faded as she continued to stare at him when she yanked the snap on his shorts and slowly lowered the zipper. He hissed in a breath when she stuck her left in and grasped his dick, holding it firmly and pumping her hand up and down a few times while she pushed his shorts from his hips, letting them fall to his ankles. Then he moaned softly at what she said.

Amanda kept her left hand gripping and stroking his cock as she leaned forward and put her lips on his left ear. She whispered hotly, "What are we going to do about this, Jack? This is one muscle that I'm not about to let the massage therapist get her hands on!"

He chuckled and then said seductively, "What do you want to do about it, sweet girl? It's all for you... you tell me what you want..."

Oh, no... you tell me what you want... Amanda reached down with her right hand and took his left one and moved it to her pussy, sliding his fingers into her wet flesh. Jack moaned again, low and throaty, as his fingers sought to delve further up inside her. "That's all for you, too, Jack... but you've known that from the beginning. I want you every bit as much as you want me... So... now what do we do?"

"I guess we'll just do this..." Jack groaned as he backed her up against the wall behind her, reaching down with his right hand to lift her left thigh and spread her open. At the same moment, Amanda pulled his cock to her with her left hand, positioning it at her pussy and moved her hand away so he could thrust inside her as they both moaned loudly.

He paused as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her left leg around him while he kept his right arm supporting her left thigh at his waist as his left hand stroked up and down the side of her body. He leaned his head toward her and parted her lips to kiss her deeply as he began moving slowly inside her, both of them moaning softly with each slow, deep thrust.

As their passion and desire mounted, his thrusts became faster and harder, their mouths sliding apart as Jack pressed his body against hers while his hips continued to force his dick into her as deeply as possible. Her hot, wet, tight cunt had him wishing that he could keep fucking her forever... Unfortunately, as good as it felt, it also made him unable to hold off his orgasms... Luckily, he didn't need to do so for Amanda's sake...

He felt her pussy squeeze his shaft just as he climaxed and their mutually pleasurable moans echoed off the walls... just as there was a knock and the door to the room opened. They were behind a changing screen, which hid them from view, so it wasn't immediately apparent what was going on until the person who was entering heard their moans.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Nicholson! Are you ready for... Oh... geez... Ummm... I'm sorry. I'll come back in a min... oh... poor choice of words... Uh... excuse me! I'll be outside! You guys just let me know when you're... umm... done..."

The young male massage therapist quickly closed the door again and leaned up against the wall with his hand over his mouth trying to stifle his laughter. His face was bright red from embarrassment, but he couldn't help finding it amusing as well. After all... how many people would ever get to say that they'd actually caught Jack Nicholson having sex?!!! It was no secret that the man was a sex fiend but he'd never read any stories in the tabloids about anyone ever having actually caught him in the act before!

Then he started to get nervous as he wondered how Jack Nicholson was going to react to being so rudely interrupted in such a compromising situation and at the most inopportune moment. Relief washed over his face when he heard a burst of laughter behind the closed door.

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The interruption barely registered with Jack and Amanda... they were both in the middle of climaxing... it wasn't like they could just flip a switch and turn them off!!! But when they finally came down and realized what had happened, they looked at each other and burst out laughing... especially at how the young man had backtracked on his unintended pun!

They continued to laugh as she grabbed a nearby box of tissues so they could clean themselves up. When they were decent with the sheets wrapped around their bodies, Jack went to the door and opened it, grinning devilishly at the young man outside the door. "Well... come on in, young man... pardon my poor choice of words!" he added as he and Amanda chuckled.

"I'm glad you have a sense of humor about this, Mr. Nicholson. I really am sorry if I caused you or your companion any... embarrassment or discomfort. My name is Matt and I'm your massage therapist this afternoon." He paused as he offered his hand to Jack in greeting and they shook briefly. "We'd normally have two of us in here to take both of you at the same time, but unfortunately, one of the other therapists called in sick today so we're a little short-handed. So, if it's OK with you, I'll give the lovely lady her massage first, since she also has a facial scheduled afterward and then I'll take care of yours and give you an extra ten minutes to make up for the inconvenience. Is that OK with you, sir?"

Jack smiled evenly. "Sure... I just hope you're really good at your job... I haven't had a good massage in a while."

Matt grinned widely. "I haven't had any complaints so far." He turned his smile toward Amanda and said smoothly, "Why don't you go ahead and make yourself comfortable face down on the table, here, and I'll get started and you can let Mr. Nicholson know if I'm any good at my job."

She lay down carefully on her stomach and pulled the edges of the sheet from under her so it was just draped over her body. She pulled the edges up against her so the sides of her breasts would remain covered as he pushed it down her back. She heard him applying some lotion to his hands as she stared at Jack and waited. Her eyes closed and she groaned contentedly when Matt's strong hands started working on her shoulders.

Jack chuckled. "Careful, Amanda. You might hurt my feelings. You've made sounds like that while I've fucked you!"

"JACK!!!" Amanda squealed, as her head popped up to stare at him, her face crimson. He and Matt were both snorting with laughter. "That wasn't funny!!! Please don't embarrass me like that any further in front of a stranger!"

"Are you talking about me or Matt?" Jack said as he continued to chuckle.

Amanda froze. It felt like a bucket of ice water had just been dumped on her naked body as every muscle tensed in pain and shock. Matt noticed it right away. "What's wrong, Amanda? Every muscle in your shoulders just tightened up!"

The color drained from her face as she stared at Jack. "I'm sorry I was being so touchy, Mr. Nicholson. I won't let it happen again. It's my fault... I keep forgetting that we hardly know each other. I'll try to do better from now on." She turned her head away from him and laid back down.

OK, Jack... that was just cruel... you didn't even think about what you were saying, did you? That's part of your problem in relationships... you just don't think about what you're saying most of the time... you just open your mouth, thinking you're being funny or witty and you say the stupidest things...

Oh, fuck this, Jack... don't let her make you feel guilty... what you said is mostly true! You didn't even know this girl existed just over twenty-four hours ago! And it was kinda funny...

She didn't deserve that, Jack, and you know it...

"Matt... would you please excuse us for a moment. I need to have a few words with Miss Lewis."

"Sure thing, Mr. Nicholson. I'll be right outside when you're ready," Matt said as he moved to the door, opening it and closing it behind him.

Amanda sat up on the side of the table with her back to him, pulling the sheet around her. Jack walked around to face her. He hesitated for a moment... he'd never made it a habit to apologize to anyone for saying something that hurt their feelings. He'd always just said what was on his mind and he didn't care whether it hurt anyone's feelings or not. But for some reason, he couldn't stand the pain and then the vacant look that had come into Amanda's eyes after he'd implied that she was nothing more than a stranger to him.

Jack frowned sadly as he stared at her and then he sighed heavily. "That was a stupid thing for me to say and I'm sorry... I didn't mean it. I thought I was just making a witty joke and I really didn't mean to imply that you're just a stranger to me. But, hell... Amanda... most of the women I've fucked have been just intimate strangers to me! And most of 'em... not even that initimate! I just wanted to fuck them... that's all..."

Amanda closed her eyes and shook her head. "It's fine, Mr. Nicholson! You've made your point! I don't need to know how many women you've fucked just because you wanted to... it's none of my business! And you're right... we basically are... strangers!"

Jack moved in front of her and grasped her upper arms tightly. "Goddamn it, Amanda, stop it with this 'Mr. Nicholson' shit and just shut up and let me finish!" He shook her slightly for emphasis and then stared straight into her eyes. "You are not a stranger to me... I feel I know you better than any woman I've known in my life and the scary part about that is... I still like you! I still want to be with you... I don't want to run screaming in the other direction because I think you'll all of a sudden turn into the worst bitch I've ever known!!! In fact... I can't even imagine you being a bitch... And if you ever do act like one... it'll probably be my fault..." His voice trailed off as he released her arms and backed away from her, turning around so she wouldn't see the hurt and confusion on his face.

Amanda was in shock again... but not from pain or hurt. Jack Nicholson had just told her that he "liked" her... to her, the fact that he "liked" her was more important than him "loving" her! He'd be more apt to want her to stick around because he liked her rather than because he loved her. She wasn't even sure if he realized just how much that had told her how he felt about her... Now she knew he loved her...

She slid off the table and moved in front of him to stare into his eyes. She smiled warmly. "I like you, too, Jack. I don't always like some of the things you do or say, even though it's just you being brutally honest, but I accept that it's how you've always been and I can't ask you to change who you are. I fell in love with you knowing exactly what kind of man you are and it would be wrong of me to expect you to change... no matter what happens between us. Just, please... don't think of me as a stranger any more. I'd like us to try to stay friends... however this weekend turns out... OK?"

Jack smiled softly. "You're a very wise woman for your age, Amanda. I don't think I've ever met another woman who understood me so well and could still love me... except maybe Anjelica. But after so many years of puttin' up with my shit, even she can't take it after a while and she has to get the fuck away from me. I don't know if I could handle knowing that I would eventually drive you away, too..." He frowned and looked down, not wanting her to see the fear in his eyes.

Oh, my God... he said "eventually..." He's actually contemplating something more than just this weekend... Amanda tried not to let herself get too excited... he just may not have realized what he was saying. "Gee, Jack... do you really think you'd do something so horrible to drive me away in just the next twenty-four hours? And besides... you promised to take me to the Lakers game tomorrow evening... so I don't care what you do between now and then, but I'm goin' to that game!!!" she finished with a chuckle.

Jack grinned widely as he chuckled with her and then shook his head. "Well, I'm glad we cleared this up, Amanda... my friend..." He paused and planted a quick soft kiss on her lips before moving to the door to open it and wave Matt back in. "Come on, Matt... I'm hoping you'll find Amanda's shoulder muscles relaxed again..."

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Twenty minutes later, Matt was working on Jack Nicholson's somewhat tense shoulder muscles after Amanda had donned her bikini and sarong and left to go get her facial. Jack had grown increasingly tense as he'd watched Matt appreciatively eyeing Amanda's body while he massaged her. She had given no indication that she'd noticed the way Matt was looking at her... she had kept her eyes closed most of the time and just sighed and groaned as his talented hands worked every last kink out of her muscles.

Jack had to grit his teeth when she rolled over on her back for the last ten minutes of her massage. He noticed that Matt kept glancing at her breasts... her firm nipples were clearly visible under the thin sheet. But he could hardly blame Matt... he was a young, red-blooded male and the fact that he'd developed quite a bulge in the front of his shorts while eyeing Amanda's breasts only served to prove that he wasn't gay... which made Jack a little more comfortable about letting a man give him a massage!

But still... he'd been eyeing the woman that Jack had laid claim to for the weekend... she was his... for at least the next twenty-four hours or so, she belonged to him. And, all of a sudden, the fact that young, good-looking men found her attractive, too, bothered him. First, the waiter at the pool earlier and now Matt the masseur with the talented hands and the bigger-than-average-looking dick!

"Man, Mr. Nicholson... you've got a lot of tension goin' on here in your shoulders. Try to relax a little more and let me work it out for you. Come on... relax."

Jack muttered half jokingly, "Tried that just before you came in here... obviously it didn't work!"

Matt snorted with laughter. "You're really funny, Mr. Nicholson. I've always thought you'd have a good sense of humor. Maybe your problem is that you can't get enough of lovely Amanda's body. And I can't say that I blame you there..."

Jack's head popped up off the table to glare at the young man. "Just what the fuck does that mean?"

"Relax, man! All I'm saying is that Amanda's a beautiful woman with a killer bod and any red-blooded man with a pulse would have a hard time... pun intended... not takin' notice of her and not have it affect at least one particular part of their body... which, in turn, creates tension in muscles elsewhere on your body! Isn't that what's makin' you so tense, Mr. Nicholson? Because you still want Amanda?"

Jack snorted softly. "Hell, son... stop callin' me Mr. Nicholson! You're makin' me feel even older than I am! Call me Jack. And no, the reason I'm tense is because I know YOU want Amanda... and you're a young, nice-looking guy! I just can't help wondering if she was lying here comparing me to you the whole time you had your hands on her body! The way she was sighing and groaning... who knows what fantasies were going on in her mind!!! Awww, fuck... I'm just gonna shut up now..." he growled quietly.

Matt paused for a moment in shock. "Damn, Mr. Nich... Jack..." he corrected when Jack glared up at him again. "I'm... really flattered! That you'd actually think some woman might prefer me to you... I mean... that's what you were implying... wasn't it?!!" Matt exclaimed when Jack scowled at him angrily. Then he continued when Jack acquiesced by nodding his head and dropping it on the table again. "I don't think you have anything to worry about where Amanda's concerned, Mr. Ni... Jack. I may be young, but in my line of work, I can tell when a woman wants me... and I didn't get that sense at all from her."

Jack lifted his head with a curious frown on his face. "Oh? Please elaborate, young Matt!"

Matt grinned disarmingly. "Well... if a woman is interested in me, no amount of massaging will work all of the tension out of her body... if you get what I mean... But Amanda was completely relaxed... no sexual tension there at all... I was just a pair of hands that knew how to make her muscles relax. Now... will you try to relax and let me do the same for you? Hmmm?"

Jack chuckled and lay down again, feeling some of the tension easing out of him as the young man was obviously telling him the truth. And he also started to realize just how good Matt was at his job... he really did have very talented hands. Jack groaned contentedly and relaxed even more.

Matt's curiosity got the better of him. "Mr. Ni... Jack... I can't help but be impressed that a young, beautiful woman like Amanda is so totally into you... I mean... you being an older man and all. What's your secret? Is it some special technique that's got her so hooked on you or is she just one of those celebrity groupies?"