Adventures of Hollywood Jim Ch. 89

"Jim, let's go over there I wanted to ask you about something." She said to me. We went over to the other side of the room to a small table for two "How long have you known Demi?"

"Not long, I think she told you we met here."

"Oh, right. I remember. You've never been, you know, boyfriend/girlfriend with her?"

"No, schedules and all wouldn't permit it."

"Feel bad about it?"

"Not really, she's got her life, I've got mine. What's that line? Can't lose what you never had."

Ashley leaned in closer to me and rested her chin in her left hand as we spoke.

"So there's no one special with you now?"

"No, not now."

"Interesting." She said slowly with a widening smile on her face.

"Why?"

"I'm just a little surprised, guy like you. Especially here in Vegas."

"Well, uh, there's still time."

Ashley gave me a smile.

"Yes, there certainly is." She said as she placed her right hand on mine, showing a large diamond ring.

"Wow, that's some pretty nice ice you've got there." I said.

"It ought to be, it's my wedding ring."

"Oh, I see."

"I don't see one on your hand, you know. Not even like a class ring from high school."

"Well, um, I'm not married."

Ashley slipped her ring off and reached for the side of the amulet. She clicked it open, put the ring inside and clicked it shut. She looked at me with a flirty smile.

"Neither am I."

"I like that, it's very sneaky."

"Thanks, it comes in handy."

"Especially at times this, huh?"

"Exactly, you're smarter than I thought you were." She said as she reached out her hand "Join me for a nightcap upstairs?"

"Yes, it seems a little crowded here."

Ashley opened the door and clicked on the light. It revealed a luxurious suite with dark brown walls, overstuffed couches and chairs and huge windows that revealed the night time Vegas light show.

"I'm gonna change, fix me a drink." She said casually as she tossed her small purse on a couch.

I put my jacket on a nearby chair, walked to the windows and gazed out on the skyline. It was times like this I still found it hard to believe where I was. How strange life can be, I'd been here many times before but I was still struck by this sense of "did I belong here?" It seemed especially strange given what had just happened back in Los Angeles. Should I be in such a celebratory mood?

"What're you drinking?" she asked, bring me back to reality. She had changed into a simple white terrycloth robe, the kind hotels provide. She looked so comfortable, and so sexy. And as you'd expect, I was more than a little tongue-tied.

"Huh? Oh, um, let's see..." I looked over the selection of liquors the hotel provided, all in fancy bottles or decanters "Maybe a little Patron will do."

"OK, I'll have one too." She said as I poured 2 glasses worth. She led me to a large couch that looked out on the strip. She dimmed the lights slightly and sat next to me. "Um, here's to you, Miss Ashley."

"Well, here's to you Mr. Hollywood." She said with a smile as our glassed clinked. The tequila tasted very smooth, as it should. Ashley was very close to me and I could smell a wonderful perfume on her "I love these robes, I collect them. It's a little obsession of mine."

"How many do you have?"

"Probably too many." She said as she sipped her tequila.

"So, um, Jennifer seemed glad to talk to you. You two know each other well?"

"Uh-huh, she really helped out a lot when I was launching my clothing line, she knew all the right people. How do you know her?"

"I did the photos on her album cover. I don't like to brag but that huge billboard of her in the water...I took that shot."

"Ooooh, I loved that photo! You really did that?"

I nodded "It was weird how I got it."

"Tell me! I love little stories like that. They're like what I go through on modeling shoots."

"You mean like, the best shots come unexpectedly?"

"Right. I always like the photographers who improvise, they're the most fun. Now, tell me about Jennifer."

"She invited me down to her place in Miami and we just did a lot of shots around her pool and well...it just happened."

"So she says."

"Huh?"

Ashley smiled "Well, when she called me, she told me about what went on..." she got much closer to me "She said you were very sweet...and a good, no, make that a great lover...and you made her feel very sexy. Not that she needs much help there."

"Really, she said that?"

Ashley nodded again and leaned in to kiss me. Her kisses were so light and sweet. I instinctively reached to bring her closer to me and she readily accepted. Our kisses quickly grew deeper. As our lips parted, I could see a look of pleasure on Ashley's face that grew into a wide smile.

"You're a good kisser."

"So I've been told." I said, making her smile even more at my little witticism.

Ashley and I kissed again and it was deeper still. Our tongues touched and I felt it swirl around, giving me an instant erection. We slowly parted and as she looked directly into my eyes, she slowly untied her robe and let it open, revealing her gorgeously full breasts. She leaned in to my ear and slowly whispered;

"Like what you see?"

When her head came back and looked at me, she gave me a big smile.

"I l-like it a lot..." I somehow said.

"I thought you would." She replied softly.

I reached for her again and my hands slowly went inside her robe and I could feel her soft, sexy curves. She moaned softly as my hands explored her body and I moved her onto her back. We continued to kiss deeply as we lay on the couch. The robe opened fully and her beautiful breasts were on full display. I think I gasped as I saw them. She smiled, knowing I loved the view I was getting of her. We continued to kiss and she liked my somewhat clumsy groping of her.

"Hey, babe...let's go in the bedroom." She said softly as she sat up. I nodded, and as we stood, she took my hand and let the robe fall to the floor revealing bright pink thong panties that showed off her ass.

The bedroom was, for Vegas, fittingly luxurious in its contrasting shades of black and white. The king-size bed had a variety of pillows at the head and the large windows looked out on the twinkling lights of the Vegas strip. Ashley dimmed the lights and slowly walked to the windows and struck a seductive pose, wearing only her thong panties.

"C'mere, Mister Hollywood." She said with a flirty beckoning of her finger

I made my way to her and we embraced. I couldn't help but reach down and feel her ass.

"Ooooh, that feels nice!" She said with a giggle as she playfully grinded against me. Her naked breasts felt good against my chest. Ashley unbuttoned my shirt and felt my chest before looking at me and gingerly unbuckling my khaki pants. As they fell to the floor, she could feel my erection through my underwear. She began to slowly rub the fabric only making it stronger. I kissed her again and she let out a breathy sigh when our lips parted. She boldly slid my underwear down and smiled widely as my dick was revealed to her. She smiled widely and caressed it slowly.

"I'll make you feel good, hon." She said as she knelt down and softly kissed the head and the shaft. Her soft kisses turned to licks and they went up and down its length before it disappeared into her mouth. Her mouth felt so warm on my dick. She had no problem getting my entire length in her mouth, and her careful strokes felt great too, as expected! Ashley looked up at me as she continued to stroke my dick.

"How's that feel?" she asked with a sexy smile.

"G-great." I somehow said.

She smiled and resumed her oral handiwork on me, her tongue giving soft flicks all over it. I gently stood her up and now I knelt down and slid her panties down and got a look at her smooth and waxed pussy. Her skin was a soft shade of brown and I softly kissed all around the edges of her pussy before moving my kisses to its folds. Ashley softly moaned as I began to lick her pussy before plunging my tongue inside her. She tasted wonderful. Her legs shuddered the more I licked her.

"Baby...let's go on the bed." She said

I removed the remainder of my clothes and we lay on the huge bed, our hands exploring each other's bodies. I went for those beautiful tits of her and eagerly sucked on the nipples, Ashley was giving happy sighs as I did this.

"Oh Jim...yes...love my boobs...like that honey...oh god yes..."

I loved how soft her tits felt, and she'd sprayed a wonderfully soft perfume on them which only made things even more erotic between us. Ashley pulled my head up and kissed me.

"I'm ready now hon, please, please fuck me."

I reached down and rubbed my super-hard dick on her pussy before slowly pushing inside her. Her eyes opened widely before closing a little and then re-opening slightly like she was in some kind of dream as I fucked her. She began to moan non-stop now, occasionally gasping when some new wave of pleasure came over her, courtesy of me. Her legs bent back and I held them to fuck her harder now, her tits jiggling with my every thrust. She pushed me in close to her and we kissed deeply.

"So good Jim...so good..." she whispered in my ear "Do me doggie now."

I pulled out of her and she quickly sat up and showed her ass to me. I got behind her and slid my dick back in her. She let out a long, slow, sexy moan as I entered her. She held onto the headboard as I fucked her. Her moans became cries, then yells as she reached orgasm.

"Oh yeah...oh yeah...OH YEAH BABY! FUCK ME!"

It only encouraged me as I pounded into her, giving her ass a hard smack too. I reached down and pulled her up so I could caress her tits and kiss her neck. She let out what sounded like a hard growl as I fucked her.

"Oh yessss...fuck me baby...fuck my big ass honey!" I always knew she was proud of her curves and didn't mind being thought of as having a big ass. It just made the whole package the more enticing. So I gave her ass another smack. I knew I was about to cum myself but I wanted to make things last so I slowed down and pulled her up to kiss her neck. She turned her head to kiss me back.

"I think you're about to cum...let me help you." She said softly "Lay on your back."

I did as she said and she began to suck my dick again but only for a few minutes. I think she wanted to taste herself. She swung a leg over and lowered herself onto my dick, immediately breathing sharply as it entered her. It was magnificent to see her atop me rocking her body on my dick, her huge tits bouncing all the while. She caressed them and her eyes were closed as wave after wave of pleasure came over her. Needless to say, I didn't last long and exploded into her pussy. Her body arched as she squeezed every bit out of me. She leaned down and we kissed deeply.

"That was wonderful...oh my god, Jennifer was right about you." She whispered as she slowly rolled off of me and rested her head on my chest "What about you? Did you like doing it with someone like me?"

"I-I never know what to say at times like this."

She sat up and smiled widely at me "Mmmm...just say you loved it." She whispered adding a soft kiss on my cheek.

"I loved it."

We were soon asleep.

I awoke feeling the morning sunlight on my cheek. My phone buzzed with an incoming twitter message. It was from Demi. She'd included the photo I'd taken at the party of her and Selena along with a message;

"This captures our friendship better than any photo a pro could take, special thanks to my friend Mr. Hollywood!"

I could hear water running in the bathroom, Ashley was in the shower. Even though I was smiling at the photo, the beginnings of a monster headache were coming over me. Maybe splashing some water on my face would help. I made my way to the bathroom and couldn't help but see Ashley gently washing her curvy body with a fragrant body wash.

"Well, good morning Mister Hollywood." She giggled amidst all the lather "And how are we feeling this morning?"

"Just a little hung over, Miss Ashley." I replied with a tired smile as I rubbed my eyes.

"Like me to rub that hangover for you?" she said as she opened the door to the shower.

"Perhaps that would help."

I stepped into the shower with her and as we embraced, she gave me the most wonderful kiss.

"Mmmmm...good morning sweetie. Let me make you feel good."

She took the shower buff and began to slowly wash my body, the lather building as she ran it across my shoulders and down my chest. She was smiling as her hands caressed my body. She knew this was getting me erect and she began to slowly stroke my dick with her soapy hand. She was so close to me in the shower and hearing her soft sounds of pleasure was even sexier.

"Mmmmm...does that feel good, Jim? Is that nice?"

I closed my eyes and nodded.

"Oh it's so nice...you made me feel so good...I wanna make you feel good too."

I reached over and felt her breast as she continued to stroke me, caressing her like she was doing me. "Yes, baby...oh that's good..." she said in a soft tone, her body beginning to sway a little the more I felt her. My hand went down to her pussy and a finger soon found its way inside her "Uh-huh...oh god, yessss...oh...oh...you're gonna make me cum..." She could no longer stroke me, the feeling I was giving her seemed to be stronger. I slowly turned her to the tiled wall of the shower and got in close to kiss her again. She opened her legs just enough and my dick slipped inside her effortlessly. She breathed in sharply and her eyes closed as I penetrated her. Her arms wrapped around me as I began to fuck her. I knew her feet were just slightly off the floor as my dick went in and out of her, only now it seemed more passionate than before. She wasn't as vocal as before, her little moans were enough of a turn-on to me, and to her as well. With just the sound of the water splashing around us, I exploded into her pussy. We both exhaled and held each other for the longest time as the waves of pleasure come over us like the hot water and I softened inside her.

"Ohhhh...good morning sweetie." She said with a smile.

"Good morning to you too...I think you cured my hangover."

We continued to wash each other with much playful touching throughout. But we knew that we'd have to part sometime. I mean, you can't stay in the shower forever, other people in Vegas need the water, you know.

"I should call Demi, maybe we can meet for breakfast. Do you know what room they're in?"

"Good idea" Ashley said as she combed her hair in the huge bathroom mirror "I think she said they're in room 1717. Call down to the front desk and ask."

"You think they'll tell me?"

"Try it, what've you got to lose."

I did as she said, but to my surprise was told she'd checked out during the night. That's weird, I thought. Why come all the way out here, have this big party and then leave?

"You're right, that is weird." Ashley said when I told her "Maybe something came up and she had to leave. I've had that happen."

"Yeah, maybe she had some...concert commitment or something" I said idly before returning to my regular tone "Well, either way, let's get some breakfast. I'm buying."

Rather than hitting the hotel's buffet, Ashley insisted on the coffee shop for breakfast. "It reminds me of a diner we used to go to back home" she said "Besides, I love diner food anyway. It's got that something special you can't get anywhere else."

As I dug into my plate of pancakes and eggs, I still thought about what happened during the night. Ashley was halfway through a plate of her own and looked so sexy holding her coffee mug with both hands close to her chin, a look of deep thought on her face and wearing a simple track suit jacket, albeit a purple one with the Minnesota Vikings logo on it.

"So, do you think you'll take that offer from Morrison?"

"I'm still thinking about it" I said between bites "I certainly don't have the cash to strike out on my own, at least not yet."

"Why's that?"

"I'm betting that AU is gonna drag their feet when it comes to compensation. I mean, I own the rights to a lot of stuff I've done and that could set me up very nicely but they could just as easily make a claim to it too, drag it out in court. They know my experiences there."

"Your experiences?" she asked with a raised eyebrow "You got a nasty divorce you never told anyone about?"

"No! It's a long story, trust me."

"OK. What time is your flight back? I could give you a ride to the airport."

"About 2 hours from now" I said as I looked at my watch "I still need to get my bag from my room."

"Let's go, then."

In return for breakfast, Ashley insisted on giving me a ride to McCarran Airport, in a limo, no less. As we pulled up to the curb and got out, she gave me a loving hug.

"Thanks for everything, Jim. You're a cool guy."

"Um, well, you're a cool girl."

"Wrong, pal!" she said with a flirty smile as she leaned in close to my ear "I'm curvisexalicisous." She said in a slow, sexy voice.

I could only imagine what my face looked like to the other travelers passing by. To Ashley, it was a way to be sure I'd remember her.

"Remember that, Mister Hollywood." She said as she we kissed one more time "See you soon." And with that, she was off to the departures area. I was about to do the same when I heard the limo driver clearing his throat behind me.

Back to reality, "Mister Hollywood."

Walking through the airport, I still felt a little hungover and the dark sunglasses weren't on just because of the desert sun. I still wondered why Demi and Wilmer had left so suddenly after giving me such a warm reception, it just seemed so strange. I grabbed a newspaper like always but my eye suddenly looked at the cover of Time magazine.

"Hollywood's newest mogul" read one with a drawing of Jackie Morrison against a collage of logos from the other studios. Next to it was the cover of Forbes magazine, that had her looming over the famous "Hollywood" sign like some kind of female Godzilla with the headline;

"The Jackal is on the prowl in Hollywood"

Seeing those images reminded me of my meeting with her, and the offer she'd made. I held the Time issue and imagined my face on that cover. Could I be a mogul too?

What did I have to lose?

I looked through my wallet for her card and called her. There was not a touch of nervousness when I dialed her number. To my surprise, the call didn't go to some anonymous secretary, assistant or voice mail, it went directly to her.

"James! What a pleasant surprise! What can I do for you?"

"Well, I'll get down to business. You might have heard I'm a free agent now and...uh, I'm looking for a new team...is your offer still good?"

There was a short pause on her end.

"It most certainly is." She said in a low, sexy, but still business-like, tone "I'm on my way to a board meeting in New York but we can meet when I get back. Would Tuesday morning be alright?"

"Yes, that'll be fine."

"Good, be in my office at 9."

"Yes...oh, wait a second. Let's meet where we were before."

"Nate 'n Al's?"

"Yes, I think it would be appropriate."

"See you there."

I had good reason to change the venue. If, as Chuck said, that was a place where people were seen and word got around, why not let them see where I was going? Why not let them see who I was going with?

Why not let word get around?

As I drove home from the airport, I was thinking about all that had happened and what my "new adventure" could be like. The closer I got to home the more my mind was racing. I didn't even mind the steady rain. I pulled into my building's garage after midnight and as I reached for the keypad to punch in the gate code, I saw someone with their back to me looking over the Corvette that was beneath the large protective cover Joey Cortez had provided. But this wasn't some car buff. It was someone in a black hoodie who seemed to be trying to open the drivers' side door. I put the car in park, got out as silently as I could and crouched down behind the concrete walls to dial 911 on my phone, telling the operator I thought someone was trying to break into my car. Less than a minute later, I heard sirens in the distance, but I didn't want to wait. I went back to my car and got out the water pistol, thinking I might scare off the perpetrator or at least hold them in place. I didn't even consider the consequences as I crept into the garage and saw the person still fiddling with the door lock.