Harem

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"So that's why we really need your help guys," Britney said as she and Christina stood in the lab facing Waldo, Franklin and Delbert.

"You want us to babysit your sister?" Waldo asked. They had been asked to do a lot of strange things in their day, but they had never been asked to do anything like this.

"Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaase," Britney begged. "You gotta help us out. It'll totally be easy."

"Yeah, all you've got to do is hang around the mansion with her," Christina explained. "Just make sure she doesn't touch any of our stuff or anything. Don't worry, she's like a total angel. You guys can handle her."

Britney almost laughed when she heard Christina describe her sister like that, but she stopped herself. She didn't want to scare the guys off. Britney just hoped they would still speak to her after having to spend the day with Jamie Lynn.

"We kind of have something planned for today already," Franklin said as he peered over his shoulders at the three well stocked backpacks of gear.

"You have to help us! We're totally desperate!" Britney pleaded. "It will only be for a few hours. You can hang out with her at the mansion. You don't have to bring her here or anything. Please! Please! Please help us!"

Waldo, Franklin and Delbert prided themselves on being able to withstand torture and interrogation, but could one ever resist two young girls looking at them with puppy dog eyes? The two singers looked at them with their eyelashes on full batting mode as they sought to charm their way out of this potential mess. Not surprisingly, they were making good progress.

"Do we get to raid the refrigerator?" Delbert asked. "Is there a limit to how many popsicles we can have?"

"There's no limit on popsicles, fudgesicles or any cicles at all," Christina promised, hoping to seal the deal.

"We need to conference," Waldo said as the three boys turned their back and went into a huddle.

"We can't possibly babysit today, we have the mission," Franklin pointed out. "We've got to do this and then we're done for good. We can't have any complications mucking it all up."

"But look at them...who can say no to those faces?" Waldo contended.

"And who can say no to popsicles?" Delbert asked.

"I don't know...time is precious today," Franklin said. "When they show up and say we've gotta go, then we're gonna have to go no matter whose sister we're babysitting."

"It should only be for a few hours," Waldo said. "Besides if we're gonna do whatever they want us to do today, then karmically we should probably do this too. You know do something nice to balance out the scales and all that."

The three then nodded their heads in agreement and turned around to find Britney and Christina's attentions had been diverted by a free range cow wandering around the lab.

"Why is there a cow in here?" Britney asked as it regarded the two pop superstars with a rather bovine expression.

"That's one of our Wisconsin kung fu ninja fighting cows," Franklin explained.

"Patent pending," Delbert added.

"Anyways, we'll do it," Waldo declared. "But we only have a few hours to spare today."

"That's great!" Britney squealed happily. "We won't take too long at all! I totally promise!"

"You guys sure have a lot of animals down here," Christina observed as the kung fu ninja fighting cow continued to regard her while a small group of soldier monkeys walked bye in perfect formation.

"Yeah they won't let us experiment on humans anymore," Franklin said sadly. "By the way, you might want to watch out there."

"Why?" Christina asked as she started backing away from the cow.

"Because you're about to walk into the aquarium," Waldo answered.

"The aquarium?" Christina repeated as she turned around and found herself face to face with a shark. Christina gasped and covered her mouth before she screamed. She had never seen a shark before face to face and this looked like it had a hungry glint in it's eyes.

"Don't worry he doesn't eat human flesh, we've got him weaned onto chicken wings," Waldo assured the singer. "Besides he's totally friendly and he's like a genius to boot."

Christina and Britney then watched in amazement as the shark swam close to the glass and breathed against it, fogging it up. The shark then used it's nose to write "Hi" on the glass and draw a heart around it.

"I think he likes you Chrissy," Britney observed.

"Let's just get out of here," Christina replied. "You guys can come on by in like an hour or so. She should be there."

"Bye guys," Britney said with a friendly wave as Christina grabbed her arm and tugged her out of the lab and away from the wild kingdom. "Thank youuuuu!"

This left the boys alone in the lab and they took a moment to let their new responsibility sink in. Suddenly a question presented itself.

"Did they do something to their hair?" Delbert asked.

It was mid-afternoon on the set when the director called for lunch. Sarah was pleasantly surprised to see things actually be on schedule today. Sometimes when they finally got around to breaking for lunch, it was time for breakfast. Sarah had been rolling around so far in full Sigourney Weaver mode, shooting at blue screens that would eventually be mutant monsters thanks to the magic of special effects. She had picked up a few bruises already from this and, combined with the strenuous activities she had engaged in that morning, Sarah was in need of a good, restful break.

Even though she was tired, Sarah didn't regret one thing she'd done that morning. It had been wild and fun. Sarah was already thinking of whether or not she should call Rebecca or Kelly to see if they wanted to hang out with her and Jennifer. She knew of a couple tricks she and her roommate could teach those newbies.

But that could wait till later. Right now Sarah was looking forward to grabbing a salad and taking a nap before she had to be back on the set and continue being action chick. Getting her specially ordered salad from craft services was easy enough and Sarah began to debate whether she should eat first or sleep first when she got back to her trailer. Before she could get any further in that decision, Sarah found herself interrupted by one of the production assistant's as she approached her trailer.

"Excuse me, Ms. Gellar," the man said. "They wanted me to let you know that there's someone in your trailer waiting for you."

"Who is it?" Sarah asked, hoping for a surprise visit from Jen and wondering if it in fact was a surprise visit from Freddie.

"I'm not sure, they just wanted me to tell you," the guy said before rushing off.

Sarah frowned and continued her way toward her trailer. She wasn't much for surprises these days. She opened the door to her trailer slowly, extremely curious as to who might be on the other end. When she did finally see, it was one of the last persons she had expected.

"Reese? Oh my God...what are you doing here?" Sarah asked, happy to see her friend. Sarah's smile instantly faded when Reese responded to her question by bursting into the tears she'd been saving up since she'd left Los Angeles.

"What? What is it? What's wrong?" Sarah asked as she placed her salad down on the counter and rushed over to where Reese sat on the couch.

"Sarah...I'm pregnant!" Reese sobbed, getting right to the point.

"But...that's great..." Sarah said. She had been expecting to hear that something terrible had happened or something. The expression on Reese's face showed that she thought the news was anything but great. Sarah was confused, but immediately sympathetic. She wrapped her arms around her friend and lover and hugged her, trying to soothe and calm her.

"Shhh it's ok...it's ok sweetie," Sarah said as she hugged Reese. Sarah didn't understand this reaction at all. If she had just found out she was pregnant, she'd be ecstatic. She was so jealous of Reese having Ava sometimes and Sarah couldn't wait for a few years from now when the timing would be right for her to have a baby.

"No...it's not...nothing's ok Sarah," Reese said, angrily wiping the tears away as she slowly calmed down and stopped crying. She knew only Sarah would understand her. It had been Sarah who had set her along this path of self-discovery and Sarah knew the pressures of having a Hollywood relationship.

Reese loved the soft, comforting feeling of Sarah's embrace. It felt good to be in her friend's arms. She just needed to talk to someone and not over a phone line. It had to be face to face and Reese hadn't cared that Sarah was a coast away. MGM, eternally in Reese's debt for giving them their only hit that didn't involve James Bond, had let her use their private jet and she had busted ass to the airport after leaving Ava behind with Julie. She had to see Sarah. She knew Sarah would listen to her.

"Tell me Reese, tell me what's wrong," Sarah said, giving Reese the opening she was looking for. "You can tell me anything."

Reese gratefully accepted Sarah's offer and spilled her whole story to her. She'd told her about what she'd done with Julie the other morning and how much she'd loved it. She told Sarah about how it had gotten her thinking and how she'd decided that she needed to leave Ryan. And she told Sarah about the doctor's news and how it had changed everything.

"I don't know what to do Sarah," Reese said desperately, her tears beginning to well up again. "I just don't know."

"Well...ummmm...have you thought about...you know..." Sarah began. She could barely get the word past her lips. She knew Reese knew what she was talking about though.

"Oh no...no I couldn't do that..." Reese immediately replied. "I want this baby. Whatever problems I'm having with Ryan, I want to keep it. I can feel it inside me Sarah and I can feel my belly growing already. It's part of me, but I just don't want to be angry at it and hate it. I mean I'll love it when it comes, but I don't want to hate it deep down inside because I'm stuck with Ryan."

"You don't have to stay with Ryan," Sarah pointed out. "Just because you're pregnant doesn't mean you're stuck. I mean you're one of the strongest women I know Reese. You can do this and you don't need Ryan's help. We can be there for you if you need us. Me and Jennifer and all of us. We'll help you no matter what you want to do."

"Thank you Sarah," Reese said, taking her friend's hand in hers and squeezing it. "I'm just so confused. These last few days have been so damn confusing and it's like they haven't even been real. I felt like I'd finally figured out what I wanted to do and then all of this happened. I mean Ryan and I had planned on having other children...just not now and...God...he doesn't even know yet. He's been out of town. I haven't even told him he's going to be a father again. I feel like such a horrible person for doing this."

"Shhhh don't say that...you're nothing of the sort," Sarah assured Reese. "You're just confused. I'd be doing the same thing if I was in your shoes. I mean I can totally see what you're going through."

"I feel kind of silly, you know flying a whole coast away just to talk to you, but I just didn't know what else to do," Reese admitted. She was glad she had done it though. It was good to talk about this and she knew Sarah meant it when she said she'd be there for her. Reese sighed as she pulled a tissue from her purse and dabbed at her eyes.

"Well I'm glad you're here," Sarah said, hugging Reese again. "Just don't be afraid. You're going to do what you think is best. I know you will Reese. And no matter what, we're all going to be with you. Now c'mon you can share my salad and we'll talk about what's next."

As Jennifer walked through the streets of New York City, as usual she was trying to think of anything but Brad and how much she missed him. For once she was doing pretty well at it. Usually when she tried not to think about Brad, he was all she could think about. But today she was distracting herself with happy, sexy thoughts.

Jennifer could distract herself with thinking about how good Sarah had looked last night, naked and fingering herself with the phone cradled under her chin as her redheaded vixen of a best friend whispered naughty things to her. She could distract herself with thinking about all the things Sarah had done to her after pulling her towel off and welcoming her on the bed. And Jennifer for the first time found herself willing to consider some very forbidden fantasies.

Throughout all that had gone on with the change in her sexual orientation, Jennifer had vowed never to mix business with pleasure. She had kept herself from fantasizing about her co-stars on "Friends" Courtney Cox-Arquette and Lisa Kudrow. Even though they were both beautiful women and Jennifer loved them as friends, she hadn't allowed herself to take things any further than that.

A few idle fantasies has slipped in now and then, but Jennifer hadn't let them grow and breed more naughty thoughts about her co-stars. It had been hard enough for her to get into some fun with Reese when Sarah had brought her over to the mansion and she had only done a two-episode guest shot. Lisa and Courtney were a serious step up and, for the first time, Jennifer started to find herself considering whether to take that step.

They were both so beautiful and Jennifer knew she could make them feel some serious pleasure. She had seen them naked so many times when they changed clothes together and Jennifer could close her eyes and imagine them naked and touching her while she went back and forth kissing Courtney and Lisa and then the two of them together. God, their hands and mouths would be able to go everywhere.

They were going to start filming the last season of the show soon and Jennifer was starting to wonder if she did have it in herself to make a move on her co-stars. It wasn't like she had to decide today or be banished from ever thinking about it again. She had time on her side for once and the desire to throw caution to the wind and take this risk was growing inside her.

With those pleasant thoughts in her mind, Jennifer pursued another distraction of a decidedly non-sexual form. If she was going to spend all this time in New York City, it would have been silly for her go and ignore all the shopping available to her. Jennifer had credit cards and she was planning on turning them into unusable chunks of overheated plastic.

There were so many things that Jennifer was in the mood to buy, but she had a little fetish that got priority over everything else. Besides lesbian sex, there was one thing she indulged in outside of the public eye...shoes.

She didn't have three closets full of them or anything, but she had built herself a sizable collection over the years. She loved shoes. Loved them. Loved them. Loved them. It wasn't like a compulsion or anything, but she did like to buy them. Jennifer knew a great place to get the best shoes in New York and she headed there first on her little expedition.

When she reached the store, it didn't take Jennifer but a moment to gravitate toward the latest imports from Italy. She could smell the leather and she inhaled it deeply. Jennifer was just glad that her favorite shoes weren't brought in from France. She had already gotten in enough trouble for her anti-Bush comments. If some paparazzi caught her buying French products, she was liable to find herself Dixie Chicked.

Jennifer was bending down to get a closer look at the latest pairs in from Milan when she was nearly beheaded by some carelessly swung shopping bags. She caught them coming for her out of the corner of her eye, so Jennifer was able to duck down and avoid being thwacked in the head.

"Jeez...can't I ever go outside without nearly getting killed," Jennifer muttered to herself as she shot up and turned to confront the thoughtless shopper. Of course, when she saw who it was, all her anger immediately disappeared.

"Jennifer? Is that you?" Catherine Zeta Jones said behind a pair of dark sunglasses while appearing to hold about a dozen shopping bags in her hands. It looked like she had made a tour of the city's most expensive boutiques that day.

"Catherine! How are you?" Jennifer replied happily as she and Catherine kissed each other on the cheek. Any anger Jennifer might have felt about just missing being hit evaporated when she saw the vision before her. Even dressed down Catherine looked like she was ready for a magazine cover shoot. She was in jeans that probably cost about five times as much as a good pair of Levis and a short sleeved black button down top that gave just enough hint of cleavage to many any horny man, or woman for that matter, drool for more.

"I'm well...things are just fantastic," Catherine answered. Her voice had grown steadily more American over the years, but she still hadn't lost the accent from her Welsh upbringing. When she had first gotten to Hollywood, her agents had wanted her to go to speech therapy to completely lose the accent, but she had refused. She thought it made her voice distinctive and she felt the resulting years had proven her right.

Jennifer thought that fantastic was the appropriate word for how Catherine looked. She had just had a baby a few months back and from the outside it didn't look like she'd wasted much time shedding the post-pregnancy pounds. Jennifer tried to remind herself not to stare, but she couldn't help but look Catherine over from head to toe. She knew there wasn't much of a chance of anything happening, but that didn't stop Jennifer from beginning to wonder exactly what she could do to Catherine's body.

"How are Michael and the kids? Where's your new baby?" Jennifer asked, trying to keep her mind off sex, as hard as that was when you found yourself staring at Catherine Zeta Jones.

"She's absolutely wonderful," Catherine replied. "She's the most darling little angel in the world. I mean I just look at her and I want to get ready for baby number three. I have to remind myself that my body needs a little bit more time to recharge first."

Catherine let out a sexy little laugh at her own joke. She and Michael Douglas had just had their second child, a girl named Carys. The doomsayers in the media had predicted she and Michael would never last, but after two children and three years they had proven them wrong. Catherine knew it wasn't the most conventional marriage out there, but as long as there was love and lust there, that was all that mattered.

Jennifer felt a little envy over the happy look on Catherine's face. She had it all...the Oscar...the great career...the husband...and the children. It was everything Jennifer wanted. Jennifer badly wanted the happy marriage and the children she had dreamed about. Catherine had everything and Jennifer couldn't help but experience twinges of jealousy.

The two of them weren't close friends by any definition of the word, but their paths had crossed many times over the past few years. Their husbands were both high profile and they were no slouches themselves. Jennifer and Catherine were highly sought after guests on the Hollywood party and charity circuits. They had attended numerous events together and had always been friendly. Plus Catherine and Brad had just done voices for an animated film about Sinbad for Dreamworks. The two women had the type of casual, Hollywood friendship that was so common out there.

"God, Jennifer I haven't seen you in months," Catherine said. "Where have you been hiding?"

"Oh here and there," Jennifer answered coyly. It wasn't like she could tell Catherine about what she had been doing with her time lately, as much as she would have loved to. There was just something so sexual about Catherine even when she was just standing there in a casual conversation. Jennifer didn't know if Catherine had ever fooled around with another woman before, but she just had a feeling that she would adapt to the goings on at the mansion very easily if she spent some time there.

"I could ask you the same question Catherine," Jennifer pointed out. "I guess you've been too busy with Oscar parties and baby time to get out much."

"You don't know the half of it," Catherine replied. "It's just been so hectic lately. I need a little time to myself that's for sure. Michael's taken the kids to Los Angeles to see his parents and I'm taking full advantage of the opportunity, as you can see. I think that's one of the things I love most about him. He knows when I'm about to explode if I don't get some me time."

"All husbands should be so well trained," Jennifer laughed.

"It took a lot of work to get him that way, believe me," Catherine grinned. "The next trick I'm going to do is get him to fetch my slippers every night."

The two women shared a smile and Catherine noticed the time from a quick glance at her wristwatch.

"Say Jennifer, I was just about to grab some lunch," Catherine stated. "I'd love to catch up with you. Would you care to join me?"

"Sure, I'd love to," Jennifer eagerly answered, happy to spend as much time with Catherine as possible. "Just lead the way."

"Fabulous," Catherine declared. "I know just the place. Let me just send these packages ahead to my apartment and we can be on our way."

A short while later the two of them were sharing a light lunch at a corner table in a small restaurant. The restaurant did have outdoor seating and the sunny summer weather was so nice that Jennifer and Catherine had considered eating outside, but they knew if they did eventually someone would walk by, recognize them and ask for their autograph. Then another and another and soon they'd be signing too much to have time to eat. Both girls loved their fame, but it could be a burden during the times when you just wanted to eat and catch up.

Now that they were inside the restaurant, they were able to do just that. They chatted casually, filling each other in on what was going on in their lives. Of course Jennifer left a few small details out, like Brad leaving her and her discovery of the wonders of girl/girl sex. Jennifer wondered how shocked Catherine would be if she told her the truth about her new sexuality? She'd probably choke on her chicken salad, Jennifer said to herself with a smile. She certainly didn't want to cause that.

Seducing Catherine was something Jennifer was very open too, but she had to wait until the time was just right. Jennifer didn't want to blow this chance to get Catherine into her bed, so she decided to proceed slowly and maybe subtly turn the conversation to sex later on to test how receptive her friend might be. As for now Jennifer was happy to keep the conversation focused on the other thing Catherine had that she lusted after...her Oscar.

"I'm not going to lie to you sweetie...winning an Oscar does have a lot of advantages," Catherine smiled "Higher money offers...better scripts...executives fawning over you just a little bit more. I've got that little extra credibility now in Hollywood. Of course that'll disappear pretty quick if my next movies all flop."

Jennifer nodded her head knowingly. If she'd learned one thing in Hollywood, it was that people had very short memories. It was the definition of a "What have you done for me lately" type of town. Still she couldn't imagine an Oscar not boosting her career from now until eternity. Jennifer wanted the credibility as an actress that Catherine had.

"And of course there's the Gold Club," Catherine added in such a hushed, wicked tone that it immediately piqued Jennifer's interest.

"Excuse me? The what?" Jennifer asked.

"Sorry, I've said too much already," Catherine grinned evilly. "I'm sworn to secrecy."

"No screw that, you can't just hint at something all mysterious and then not tell me," Jennifer pouted. "I want to know!"

"I can keep it secret and I will," Catherine promised. "Just use it as incentive to go out and win yourself a little gold bugger too."

"No! You gotta tell me!" Jennifer playfully demanded. "You don't just drop broad hints and then clam up."

"That's the way it is Jennifer," Catherine said with a laugh as she motioned as if she were locking her lips up and throwing away the key. "Just think of it as incentive to win."

"Great, as if I wasn't jealous enough already," Jennifer grumbled, her face still smiling though.

"You? Jealous? Of little ol me?" Catherine teased.

"Oh you know perfectly well just about everyone who looks at you is jealous," Jennifer pointed out. "Even me. None of that false modesty or anything."

"Well it's not always fun and games believe me," Catherine replied, her face showing that she knew a lot of what Jennifer was saying was absolutely correct. "I think you know that better than anyone, Jennifer. We've got the tabloids after you all the time and we've both had our days in court because of them. Those little bastards do tend to look where they're not supposed to, don't they?"

"Yeah," Jennifer sighed. Besides the big careers and the famous husbands, Jennifer and Catherine also had something else in common. Paparazzi had caught them sunbathing topless. Jennifer had gone to court to stop her pictures from getting out any more than they already had and Catherine now seemed willing to do the same thing.

"Not that we have anything to be ashamed about though," Catherine smiled. "I wish I hadn't been holding the fucking cigarette, but even that much pregnant I was looking pretty good, if I don't say so myself."

"Yeah you did," Jennifer said with a smile. She had seen the pictures and even though she was close to eight months pregnant, they couldn't help but show how truly sexy Catherine was.

"Ah hah! Caught you! You were peeking at those pictures!" Catherine laughed as she pointed a finger of accusation at Jennifer. "Bet you liked what you saw, didn't you Jennifer?"

Jennifer's face immediately fell into deep blushing mode. She had slipped up and Catherine had indeed caught her. Jennifer nervously drank some of her water and tried not to show how flustered she really was. It hadn't been like she'd used those pictures as masturbation material or anything, but Jennifer hadn't wanted to skip the chance to see Catherine's body. Now Jennifer had wondered how much she'd accidentally revealed about herself.

Fortunately, Catherine moved to reassure her.

"Don't worry about it, can't say I haven't seen your pictures as well, because I most certainly have," Catherine replied.

That statement really took Jennifer by surprise. The pictures had only been published in one of those magazines that was nothing but naked celebrities and somehow Jennifer couldn't picture Catherine going down to the corner newsstand to buy a copy.

"Don't look so shocked," Catherine said as she noted the look on Jennifer's face. "You think I don't have an Internet connection? I was curious, so I looked. You've got a beautiful body Jennifer."

"Thanks, so do you," Jennifer mumbled, unsure where this conversation was headed. She couldn't help but feel as if it were Catherine who was testing the sexual waters and not her. Jennifer couldn't be sure though, so she didn't say anything right away.

"Yeah it's a lot of hard work to get that baby weight off, but it's worth it," Catherine said proudly. "I mean let's face it. I'm never going to be Lara Flynn Boyle or anything, but I think that's for the best, don't you. I mean, I love this look for me. That's who I am."

"Yeah, I love your curves," Jennifer blurted out before her eyes got wide and she realized she'd done it again. Her mouth just wasn't listening to her brain today.

"Oh really?" Catherine grinned. "What are you trying to say Jennifer?"

The restaurant was small and not too busy around them so it was very easy for the two girls to act as though they were the only ones there. Jennifer and Catherine stared at each other from across the small circular table, neither of them saying much at first. Jennifer's face was flustered again as she hurriedly searched her brain for any explanation that would make sense for what she just said. Meanwhile, Catherine was the picture of cool, smiling at Jennifer and seeming to enjoy her bout with panic.

"I mean...I...I...saw 'Chicago' and you looked really good and you know you can't help noticing your body in those costumes," Jennifer began to stammer. "And I...uhhhh...just thought that..."

Jennifer then interrupted herself and slammed her hand over her mouth to stifle the gasp that almost escaped from her mouth. The last thing she had expected to happen, had just happened as Catherine had slid her foot right over her pussy through her jeans and panties. Jennifer's face was a testament to her utter and complete shock as Catherine continued to play footsie with her sex underneath the table.

"What Jennifer? What were you thinking?" Catherine asked innocently while her foot rubbed Jennifer in just the right manner. Catherine's face was still totally calm and collected and anyone who walked by their table would have no idea that she had kicked off one of her shoes and was now pressing against what she could easily tell was a rapidly dampening pussy.

"Excuse me Catherine!" Jennifer said with a nervous rush as she jumped up from the table and rushed off to the ladies room. Catherine permitted herself a wicked and satisfied grin when Jennifer left the table. This was working perfectly, Catherine thought to herself while sliding her foot back into her shoe. Now all she had to do was move in for the kill and Jennifer would be hers.

Jennifer let the door to the ladies room slam behind her as she ran in, her head spinning the entire way. What had just happened there? She had run away from the table by instinct. This was too much, too fast for her. It wasn't as if Jennifer had minded Catherine's advances and that was what they were. There was no way a gesture like that could be misinterpreted. She just hadn't expected it and Jennifer felt her heart pounding in her chest.

She had to try and calm herself. She had done this before and she would have loved to do more with Catherine. Jennifer just hoped that Catherine didn't think she was some weird spazz now or something.

The more Jennifer talked to herself, the more she was able to calm herself down. It had felt good to feel Catherine's foot there and it wasn't as if Jennifer hadn't wanted to seduce her. Hopefully she hadn't blown this by running off. Jennifer splashed some cold water on her face and was about to see if she could salvage some fun from this when the door to the ladies room flew open and Catherine confidently strode in.

"There you are..." Catherine grinned as she came up from behind Jennifer and wrapped her arms around the waist. Jennifer was still leaning up against the sink and she looked up into the mirror to see Catherine's face next to her. "You're not trying to run from me, are you Jennifer?"

Catherine accented that question by gently kissing the back of Jennifer's neck while her hands reached up to grasp Jennifer's breasts through her white top. The top was loose around Jennifer's chest and Catherine was easily able to maneuver her hands around it, massaging Jennifer's tits and making her nipples harden,

"Ohhhhmygawd," Jennifer moaned as she felt Catherine's hands on her chest. She'd obviously done this before, because she knew just how to touch her breasts. Jennifer quickly melted into Catherine's touch. She could feel the warmth of her breath on her neck and Jennifer began to back herself up, rubbing her ass against Catherine's body.

"I could sense you would be into this," Catherine purred into Jennifer's ear while she continued to play with her breasts through her top. "I just had a good feeling about you Jennifer. Glad to see I was right. I always get what I want, you know, and right now I want you Jennifer."

"I want you too," Jennifer admitted, the words flying off her tongue without a second thought. She pushed herself away from the sink enough so she could turn around. She embraced Catherine and immediately pressed their lips together. The two women shared their first kiss and it wasn't long before it deepened into a hot, soul kiss with tongues flying into unfamiliar mouths and needy moans escaping their sealed lips.

"Ever done this before?" Catherine asked when she broke the kiss. Her finger began tracing over Jennifer's lips and down her chin, where just the slightest trace of saliva lay.

"Oh yeah," Jennifer answered with a smile. "Lots of times."

This time it was Catherine's turn to be surprised. She hadn't really expected Jennifer to have experience with girl on girl love. She had always regarded Jennifer as someone who would be open to a seduction and Catherine knew she was a great seductress. She hadn't had to dig deep into her bag of tricks today. She had just figured that Jennifer was an easy target. Now she had a little bit of a clue why.

"Good, now I won't have to teach you anything you already know," Catherine replied before pressing her lips to Jennifer's again. The kiss grew more passionate with each second. Jennifer moved her hands up to Catherine's head, playing with her long, black hair and making sure she didn't leave her lips. Catherine was just so damn kissable and Jennifer indulged in the taste and feel of her sexy lips. They sucked on each other's tongues and rubbed them together, oblivious to their surroundings. It was only when Catherine reached down to try and pull up Jennifer's top that she brought things to a halt.

"No...not here," Jennifer said, too concerned about someone walking in and finding them in this oh so compromising position. Plus Jennifer knew if they did it here, it would have to be quick and she wanted this to last.

"Mmmm but I can't wait for you Jennifer," Catherine said. "I have to have you now."

"My hotel!" Jennifer quickly said. "It's really close by! We can grab a cab and be there in no time. Mmmmm we have a such a soft, nice bed in there Catherine. We can totally lay out in there and play all afternoon."

"We? Who's we?" Catherine asked. She hoped it wasn't Brad. She wouldn't be able to do a threesome with Jennifer and her husband. That would have been a violation of the rules she and Michael had set up for their marriage.

"Well...if you're lucky enough, you might find out," Jennifer grinned, relishing her chance to be coy and mysterious. "Now how about we pay the bill and get the hell out of here?"

Grabbing Jennifer's hand, Catherine tugged her outside of the ladies room. There wasn't anything she wanted more.

The cab ride to the hotel only took about 20 minutes, but to Jennifer it felt like it took 20 hours. Every second was a lifetime because it was a second Jennifer couldn't have her hands and lips all over Catherine's body. She had never expected to be doing this today, but here she was on the verge of a sexy rendezvous with the gorgeous Catherine Zeta Jones. There was no seduction necessary now. Both she and Catherine were experienced and more than ready to indulge in each other's body.

The whole cab ride to the hotel, Catherine and Jennifer longed to touch each other, but all they dared was caressing each other's hands and legs, out of view of the driver. Why start rumors? As bad as they wanted each other, they both knew they had to wait.

When they finally arrived at the hotel, Jennifer hoped that maybe they'd be able to have some fun in the elevator like she'd had with Sarah the other day. Unfortunately they ended up having to share the elevator with a child and her grandparents traveling one floor up from them. Like the cab ride, the elevator trip up felt like it took forever. Jennifer and Catherine kept glancing at each other and sharing a look that both knew well. It was a look that said "Once I get you alone, I am going to tear your clothes off."

After finally arriving at the room, the two women quickly got down to business. As soon as the door slammed shut behind them and they'd kicked off their shoes and socks, Catherine and Jennifer fell back into each other's arms, kissing passionately as they made their way toward the bed. They were releasing all the pent up lust they had stored since they'd left the restaurant.

Now Jennifer had no hesitancy at all and she let her hands roam wild all over Catherine's body. She kissed the Oscar winner hard while her hands rubbed down Catherine's back to hold and squeeze the cheeks of her ass through her designer jeans.

"Mmmm eager," Catherine grinned. "I like that."

"You'll like this a lot more," Jennifer grinned right back as she began undoing the buttons of Catherine's top. Jennifer loved the hints of cleavage the top revealed and she was so excited to see more than her hands actually began to fumble at the task. Jennifer tried to calm herself, but then she gave up. Why bother calming down? If you couldn't get excited at the possibility of having sex with Catherine Zeta Jones, what could you get excited about?

Even though her hands continued to shake as she undid the buttons, Jennifer soon had Catherine's top open. This exposed the matching black bra she had underneath and Catherine pushed the top off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor to show off the flawless, creamy skin that lay underneath.

"Oooooh black underwear," Jennifer said, loving what she saw. "Mmmm you know what they say about girls in black underwear."

"Why do you think I wear it?" Catherine asked with a throaty laugh. "Oh Jennifer, I know what they think of me. They think I'm some spoiled snob who doesn't like to get her hands dirty, but they don't know the real me. Mmmmmmm I love to fuck and you're going to see that for yourself soon Jennifer. I'm not so fucking snobby when I'm filling your cunt just right with my hot tongue."

Hearing Catherine talk dirty in her Welsh accent brought a smile to Jennifer's face and a rush of pleasure to her pussy. Catherine looked like a real hellcat and Jennifer was ready for whatever challenges lay ahead. She wanted her new lover to realize that whatever tricks she knew about girl sex, Jennifer knew a few of her own.

With her top off, Jennifer began kissing the deep valley of cleavage that lay before her. She licked up the little droplets of sweat that trickled down between Catherine's bra-clad tits and began kissing all over the generous mounds. The pregnancy had only added to the size of her breasts and so far they had not shrunk from her weight loss. Catherine loved the extra jiggle this gave her and, judging from the way Jennifer's tongue and mouth, was treating her flesh, she could see her new lover loved it too.

Lesbian relationships in British musical theater were just as common as gay ones in the Shakespeare troupes. When Catherine had first started acting she often felt the hungry stares at her from her fellow castmates and it wasn't long before she responding to those stares with kisses and caresses. Catherine had never felt any inhibition around other women and some of the best sexual experiences she had ever had had been with females. Sex had always been a big part of Catherine's upbringing and though people who had only seen her after she'd married Michael thought she projected the image of posh and cold, she actually loved getting as down and dirty as possible. There were few things Catherine hadn't done sexually and, for the most part, she had enjoyed them all.

In the end she loved men too much, so she supposed they were her preference, but she never denied herself a beautiful, supple female body when she had the chance and she had a hell of a chance right here with Jennifer. It wasn't cheating on Michael to do this, because they had an open marriage in the best ways.

When Catherine had first gotten involved with the older actor, a lot of people had warned her that it couldn't end well. Michael had been a well known player in the Hollywood scene, even getting treatment at one point for a sex addiction. They had told Catherine that he had cheated on his first wife and that he would end up cheating on her, but Catherine had an idea that had resulted in what had so far been a blissfully happy marriage.

She had confided her bisexuality to her husband and, naturally, he had been most intrigued in seeing her in action. Catherine made him promise that as long as he never broke the rules and did this without her knowledge, anytime he found a hot girl he wanted to sleep with he could bring her home so they both could share. As part of the deal, Catherine was under no such requirement to share. That meant she was able to keep Jennifer and her other famous friends to herself. The arrangement had worked wonders so far. Michael had kept it in his pants when he wasn't around Catherine and she was able to explore her bi side with as many hot girls as caught her fancy.

When she had bumped into Jennifer like that, Catherine had instantly felt all the longing she had felt the first time she had met the Emmy winner. She had never imagined Jennifer would have been this receptive to a same sex encounter, but she was happy to see how eager her friend was. There had been a lot of lesbian loving for Catherine since she had won her Oscar, but she missed the intimacy of a one on one encounter. And from the way Jennifer was eagerly playing with her tits, Catherine could feel a lot of intimacy coming today.

"Let me help you with that," Catherine said before reaching back to undo the clasp of her own bra. It easily fell off her chest and Jennifer didn't waste a second before burying her face in Catherine's tits. "Mmmmmmm yessss good girl. Get your mouth all over my tits. Every good feeling you give to me darling, I'm going to give it back to you double."

As if Jennifer needed any more incentive to make Catherine come, there it was. Everything about Catherine was sexy to Jennifer, but seeing her all dolled up in expensive outfits was nothing compared to what she looked like standing there topless by the bed. Her nipples already stood out proudly, but that didn't stop Jennifer from bending down to get them in her mouth so she could make them even harder. Jennifer started out by licking Catherine's nipples with firm tongue strokes and, as Catherine moaned happily, Jennifer opened her mouth to begin sucking on them.

"Oh God yes, you're good," Catherine moaned while playing with Jennifer's blonde streaked brown hair. "You weren't lying Jennifer. Ohhhhhh you have done this before."

Feeling Catherine's nipples between her lips and under her tongue was getting Jennifer even wetter. She just had to touch herself and she didn't hesitate to reach down and unbutton her jeans. She eased them open just enough to slide her free hand inside and play with her pussy underneath her panties. Jennifer moaned into Catherine's breast when she felt her wetness coat her fingers, but she didn't penetrate her pussy. She didn't want to come too early. Jennifer wanted to save all her precious girl cum for when she got Catherine's tongue inside her.

If there was one area about Catherine that always demanded attention it was her legs. The term "gorgeous gams" had been invented for people like her. Unlike the majority of her "Chicago" castmates, Catherine hadn't needed to undergo intensive dance training. She had been dancing all her life and it showed on her beautiful, long legs. Many a man had imagined those legs wrapped around them and Jennifer was no different. She lusted after every inch of Catherine's body and she knew she wasn't going to be satisfied when she was standing there in her jeans.

Smiling all the way, Jennifer pulled her hand out of her own jeans and away from Catherine's breasts to get at her new lover's pants. She undid the button and slowly and lovingly unzipped her, as if she were doing it to a man she was about to give head to. Catherine was all woman underneath and as soon as her jeans were open enough, Jennifer reached in to cop herself a serious feel of some hot pussy. Surprisingly when she did this, Jennifer felt nothing but wet flesh waiting for her.

Catherine definitely had panties on underneath, so Jennifer was a little confused. The only way to get to the bottom of this was to push down her jeans and see for herself. When she did, Jennifer was happy to see that while Catherine had black panties on they had a slit in the front of them that offered easy access to her dripping pussy.

"Do you like?" Catherine asked sexily. "I love going out in crotchless panties. They feel so fucking sexy and it makes it so easy if you find yourself in the right position to get yourself some love."

"I love them," Jennifer marveled. Her first thoughts when she saw them was how good Catherine looked in them and how badly she wanted a pair of her own. In fact she wanted some for all her housemates because there was probably no better gift to show them what they meant to her than crotchless panties.

Of course Jennifer didn't just want to stare at Catherine's panties. She wanted to get at what was behind them. Jennifer eagerly sank to her knees and got herself ready to get her first taste of Catherine. But before she could, the Welsh beauty stopped her.

"Oh no, not yet," Catherine said, taking a step back from Jennifer's disappointed tongue. "Not until you're naked too. Show me your body Jennifer."

"I think that can be arranged," Jennifer smiled as she got up and prepared to strip down for her new lover.

"Goody," Catherine replied, casting off the bedspread and taking a seat on the edge of the bed as Jennifer peeled her shirt over her head. She had a pale blue set of bra and panties on underneath her clothes and Jennifer knew Catherine would love the way her nipples strained against the bra and how her pussy had darkened the color of her panties. After casting her shirt down to the floor, Jennifer sexily ran her hands over her bra, moaning from the sensations she created.

Her nipples were close to aching under her bra. It felt good to rub herself through the material, but if her tits were going to get all red and sensitive, Jennifer wanted it to be from Catherine's mouth. To remedy this, Jennifer undid her bra and let it join her shirt on the floor. Catherine smiled as she admired Jennifer's firm, bare breasts while the actress set to work getting her jeans off.

Using all the tricks she had picked up at her strip cardio classes, Jennifer let the anticipation build by sensuously moving her body with everything she had. She missed those classes and her thoughts turned to her former classmate Cameron Diaz. Jennifer wondered if Cameron had been practicing the special moves they had tried out on each other after class one day. She would have to check in with her when she got back to L.A., but right now Jennifer knew she was in New York and should really be focusing on the girl before her.

While she continued bumping, grinding and shaking her sexy ass for the amusement and arousal of Catherine Zeta Jones, Jennifer finished what she'd started before. Her jeans were already partly open and she completed the job by pushing them down her hips and bending over so Catherine could see her panties and how they hugged the curves of her ass. Jennifer couldn't see Catherine, but she could hear her moans, so she knew she must have liked it.

Jennifer got her jeans all the way down her legs and stepped out of them, leaving her clothes crumpled on the floor of the suite. She then turned around to face Catherine, naked except for her panties and giggled in delight when she saw her pawing at her pussy through the open crotch of her panties.

"You like that don't you?" Jennifer observed, licking her lips in the process as she came up with a way to try out a new skill. "How about a lap dance baby?"

"Mmmmm sounds heavenly," Catherine said as she accepted Jennifer on her lap with a welcoming kiss. Jennifer kissed back with passion, her hands traveling through Catherine's hair and onto her bare back. While they kissed Jennifer began to squirm in Catherine's lap, grinding her ass against her and causing their bare tits to rub together. This only intensified the kiss as both girls began breathing harder by the minute.

Jennifer certainly had no formal lap dance training, it was something they hadn't even gotten into at strip cardio class, but she knew she must be doing a good job because of the way Catherine moaned. Jennifer continued to rub her ass against Catherine's lap and grind into her body, kissing and touching everywhere she could reach. She could feel the heat rising from Catherine's pussy and Jennifer's mouth watered over the prospect of sticking her tongue into what would undoubtedly be a sweet, honey coated snatch. The more she rubbed against Catherine's body, the more Jennifer needed to taste her, but Catherine grabbed her chance first.

"Oh Jennifer...I have to taste you," Catherine groaned, the firm, sexy cheeks of Jennifer's ass increasing her arousal to levels that went beyond hot and sweaty. It was hard for her to choose what she wanted first, but there was no way she couldn't indulge in a taste of the girl who was getting her this wet. Besides, Catherine knew the longer she waited, the sweeter her own orgasm would be.

Jennifer was about to counter that offer by tonguing Catherine anyway, but she wasn't even given that option. Catherine stood up from the bed and let Jennifer fall from her lap onto the soft, dangerously comfortable mattress she and Sarah slept on. Jennifer bounced slightly as she hit the bed, her tits jiggling and she quickly found Catherine pouncing on top of her.

"I need you Jennifer...I need to taste you," Catherine purred, her voice getting sexier the more aroused she got.

"No one's going to stop you," Jennifer replied, ecstatic to have her chance first. From the look in Catherine's eyes, Jennifer knew even if she had tried to stop her, it would have been a futile effort. She remembered what Catherine had said earlier about always getting what she wanted. That certainly looked to be true here.

"Mmmm such a beautiful body," Catherine admired as Jennifer set herself down on the bed and stretched out, her head resting by the pillow while Catherine looked over every inch of her flesh. "I could just eat you up."

That was exactly what Jennifer wanted to happen and she began writhing on the bed as Catherine lay down beside her and began kissing her neck and down her shoulder blade. Jennifer moaned and squirmed from Catherine's sizzling kisses and little nips on her flesh. Catherine moved down, her hands fondling Jennifer's bare tits and rubbing the nipples into maximum arousal. She followed up her firm touch with sexy licks, grazing over the pink pebbles of stimulation that were now Jen's nipples. The feel of her tongue was so light and practiced that Jennifer moaned for more.

"Ohhhhh so goooood..." Jennifer sighed from the way her body tensed up. It was like Catherine had her on the edge of orgasm and she hadn't even got past her breasts. Jennifer had heard many raves about her tongue since she'd first gotten into that fateful limo, but she couldn't imagine she was as good as Catherine was. The slightest graze on her nipples felt like a mini orgasm and Jennifer's hand instinctively went to Catherine's head, holding her in place and making sure she didn't stray too far from her tits.

Catherine continued to tease Jennifer's hard nipples, taking the feel of her hands gripping her head as very good feedback instead. Catherine knew she was good, but it was always good to see proof of how good you were. Her tongue licked Jennifer's nipples up and down, batting the pink points and leaving drips of aroused saliva all over her flesh. Catherine loved the salty taste of Jennifer's flesh from the sweat that was now giving her skin a healthy glow. She could also taste the soap and body lotion from her shower that morning, but that wasn't the taste Catherine wanted most.

She began to move her head downward and at first Jennifer resisted, not wanting the pleasure against her nipples to stop. But Jennifer quickly deduced Catherine's intentions and let her proceed along her merry way. Catherine left a wet trail of saliva as her tongue slowly traveled down Jennifer's body. She gave Jennifer the lightest lick against her tummy and over her bellybutton. It was hard enough for Jennifer to feel it, but soft enough for her to crave even more. Every nerve in Jennifer's body was feeling the pleasure and Jennifer could feel the tiny hairs stand up happily from the intense anticipation she was feeling. Jennifer couldn't wait to feel that tongue inside her pussy and Catherine knew it.

Unfortunately the barrier of her panties still remained, but they were very easily disposed of. Catherine took a second to smile with satisfaction over how Jennifer's panties were clinging tightly to her cunt lips. You could so easily make out her slit and the juice that had dripped from her pussy had turned the light blue into a midnight shade of dark arousal.

Catherine kept moving her mouth down Jennifer's body and when she got to the waistband of her panties she bared her teeth and snagged them. Catherine gripped Jennifer's panties with her teeth and slowly began pulling them off. Catherine peeled the panties off of Jennifer's soaked slit, leaving behind a film of girl juice as a reminder they were there. Jennifer moaned as she felt the room's air conditioning hit her pussy and tickle her wet, aroused flesh. It was all so good and Catherine was just making her hotter by continuing to drag her panties down with her teeth.

Jennifer's panties went down her legs, leaving behind a sticky trail and Catherine finally released them from her mouth when she was about to fall off the edge. She used her practiced toes to push Jennifer's panties the rest of the way off and she pulled herself back up so her face was now even with Jennifer's exposed pussy.

Having done this many times before, Catherine was no stranger to the body of another woman. That didn't dilute the thrill of seeing Jennifer's naked pussy. She had her brown bush trimmed to a tiny landing strip, perfect for guiding the way to heaven. Her pussy lips were swollen with arousal and aching for the type of attention only Catherine's tongue could provide so she decided not to wait any longer to give Jennifer what she needed.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssss Catherine...fuck yesssssss!!!" Jennifer panted when Catherine began to tongue the dripping lips of her cunt. Just like she'd done with her nipples, Catherine started Jennifer off slowly, licking her with long, tantalizing licks and soaking her tastebuds in her lover's flavor.

"Mmmmm this pussy tastes sooo good," Catherine said, licking her lips free of the juice that now coated them. "I always knew you'd be a hot fuck Jennifer. I'd see you with Brad all the time and all I'd be thinking about was stripping you naked and licking your hot little pussy until you came for me. Now you're mine Jennifer!"

"Yessssss...all yours," Jennifer hissed as Catherine resumed her licking. There wasn't a drop of juice that could drip from Jennifer's pussy that Catherine's tongue didn't immediately lap up. Her tonguing was harder this time and she easily slid past Jennifer's slit to dip inside her pinkness. Like a skilled huntress, Catherine searched through Jennifer's folds and quickly found what she was looking for...her lover's hard clit.

"Ohhhhhhh fuck yesssssss fuck that clit!" Jennifer passionately urged. "Tongue fuck me Catherine! Jam that hot tongue right up my tight little pussy!"

That was Catherine's plan to the letter. Once she located Jennifer's clit, she began fucking it hard with her tongue. Jennifer was tight, but she was so wet that it was easy for Catherine to just slide her tongue in and hit her clit with hard tongue strokes. Jennifer bucked and moaned on the bed, Catherine's tongue driving her to horny highs with each thrust from her mouth.

Wanting Catherine to get an even better angle, Jennifer helped things out by pulling her legs up. She was now lying flat on the bed with her legs up in the air and her pussy spread wide open for Catherine's tongue. The raven haired actress was most appreciative and pulled herself more onto the bed so she was lying on her stomach, her legs dangling over the bed's edge. Jennifer's pussy looked so hot when it was all nice and spread, Catherine licked the pink folds of girl flesh and plunged her tongue right back inside, hitting Jennifer's aroused clit and making her cry out.

"Yesssssss fuck that pussy you nasty girl!" Jennifer shouted. "You were so right Catherine! Mmmmmmm you're no fucking snob! You're a hot fucking bitch!"

"Oh yeahhhhhh I'm the hottest fucking bitch that will ever tongue this sweet little pussy!" Catherine replied wickedly before pushing her tongue right back inside Jennifer's sex. Catherine certainly didn't lack for confidence, but when you had the skills to back up your words it was all good and Catherine certainly had skills. Her tongue was like a mini cock, pushing into Jennifer's pussy and making her wetter with every thrust. Catherine's tongue swam in those juices, pushing in and out and getting more and more of that flavor she craved.

While her tongue played deep in Jennifer's pussy, Catherine's busy hands stroked Jennifer's outstretched legs and moved down to cup the sides of her ass. Catherine loved a good ass and she could tell Jennifer had a great one. Hopefully she'd have time later to fully explore it. Right now she was content to caress the curves of her butt as she continued to tongue Jennifer's steamy, dripping pussy.

Catherine let the leaking juice from Jennifer coat her lips again before pulling away from her clit to lick her slit up and down again. She couldn't get enough of Jennifer's taste and Catherine could scarcely wait until she was covering her face in pussy cream. She had been with so many beautiful women over the last months, but Jennifer was inspiring a special tug of lust in her heart. Catherine loved her body and her attitude, so eager and so hesitant at once...as if Jennifer knew if she ever truly let herself go there would never be any turning back. That hesitancy made her juices even richer, in Catherine's opinion, and she licked up every drop she could get.

"Fuck me Catherine! Fuck that hot cunt of mine just like you promised!" Jennifer swore while she sucked on her own fingers, trying to get a grip on all the pleasure she was feeling. "Fill me with your hot tongue! Ohhhhh I'm close! Don't stop fucking me Catherine cause I can be just as hot to you baby! Make me come good and I'll fuck you so sweet Catherine! I can do every nasty thing you like and more!"

Catherine had no doubt that Jennifer would be as good as her word. Thinking of what Jennifer could do to her, had hot juice traveling down Catherine's long legs from her aching pussy. She could feel Jennifer's orgasm building and drawing near and Catherine sensed it was going to be a hot one. She wanted Jennifer to come. Then she wanted Jennifer to do her. Then she wanted to do Jennifer again. This was shaping up to be an all day encounter and Catherine was truly pleased as punch at the prospect.

The heat from Jennifer's cunt demanded Catherine's attention, so she didn't let her thoughts stray too far from where they needed to be. Catherine pulled out from Jennifer's pussy again, but only to lick up and down her slit again. Testing Jennifer's limits a little, Catherine let her tongue trail down from Jennifer's pussy toward her pink, inviting asshole. With Jennifer's legs up in the air like that, it was easy for Catherine to lean down and give Jen's ass a few teasing licks. To Catherine's delight, Jennifer moaned happily and squirmed on the bed.

She considered leaving her tongue there and ass fucking Jennifer to orgasm now that she knew Jennifer loved it as much as she did, but Catherine couldn't deny herself the taste of that hot pussy during orgasm. Catherine filed that information about Jennifer away for later and dragged her tongue back up to Jennifer's overheated snatch. When she got there, Catherine grinned in front of the pink cavern of pleasure before her, the little droplets of sex cream clinging to her splayed lips. It was so beautiful and Catherine treated Jennifer to a flurry of hard tongue fucks.

"MMMMMMM YEAHHHHHH!!!" Jennifer shouted out, her hands flying to her legs to keep them from falling down. She didn't want to leave this position. "FUCK ME CATHERINE! FUCK ALL MY HOT HOLES! FUCKING GIVE IT TO MY PUSSY WITH YOUR TONGUE! SOOOOO CLOSE BABY!!!"

Jennifer could feel her body begin to grind against the bed and shake with orgasmic anticipation. Jennifer rubbed her bare ass against the soft sheets and fucked Catherine's tongue, imploring her to slide more of her tongue inside her. She only wished Sarah would hurry home from the set today. Jennifer wanted her friend to be able to feel this tongue inside her too.

Catherine delighted in how Jennifer's pussy was quivering for her. She continued tongue fucking her, licking her clit as she pushed deep into her pinkness. The walls of Jennifer's cunt were clamping tight around her invading tongue and Catherine knew it would only be a matter of seconds before she was tasting all the hot girl cream she could want. She began licking Jennifer's clit with a more concentrated effort, loving how it jumped and throbbed from every hard flick against it.

"OHGODOHGODOHGOD!!!" Jennifer babbled as she felt the intense feelings begin to take hold of her body. She was right on the verge and she was dying for that final little push.

"Come for me Jennifer!" Catherine commanded, in between licks. "Cover my face in that sexy cum! Coat my tongue in cream!"

Just as she had said earlier, Catherine always got what she wanted and as soon as she got her tongue back on Jennifer's clitoris, she got the yummy orgasm she had craved. Catherine hit Jennifer's bud hard with a long, full tongue stroke and her new lover exploded all over her face, soaking her features in creamy girl cum.

"OOOOOOOOOH GAWWWWWD!!!" Jennifer roared in ecstasy, her orgasm zipping through every inch of her naked body. "YESSSSSSS CATHERINE YESSSSSS!!!"

Jennifer humped Catherine's face again and again as she came, her juices covering her face. Catherine didn't break for anything. She just buried her face deeper inside Jennifer's creaming pussy and lapped up every drop she could get of her essence. Catherine had always loved the taste of a woman and Jennifer was well worth the efforts. Hearing Jennifer scream her passion out loud like this while she licked up her orgasmic offerings had Catherine's own pussy wetter than it had been in a long time. Catherine wouldn't have been surprised if she'd ended up coming just from tasting Jennifer's girl cream, but she managed to hold on.

"Oooooooohhhhh mmmmmm..." Jennifer happily sighed as the last tremors of her orgasm traveled through her well fucked orgasm. Her whole body was flush with afterglow and little strands of her hair were stuck to her forehead now. There was a content, peaceful glow to her body and Jennifer was feeling mighty good indeed. Now all she wanted was to give that same feeling to Catherine.

"Glad you approve," Catherine smiled before pulling her body on top of Jennifer's and tenderly kissing her lips. Jennifer wrapped her arms around Catherine's bare back and held her close, pressing their naked breasts together as they kissed, their energy growing with every second.

"Now it's your turn," Jennifer grinned as she flipped Catherine over on the bed so now she was the one flat on her back. "You're not the only girl who knows just what to do with a pussy. I'm going to make you feel so good Catherine."

"You'd better," Catherine playfully challenged. "I don't do what I just did without expecting some kind of reward."

Jennifer was happy to give Catherine multiple rewards for what she had just done and she illustrated this with another passionate kiss to the sexy Welsh woman's beautiful, full lips. When she broke off the kiss, Jennifer left a long strand of saliva dripping from her mouth that finally snapped free when she began kissing down Catherine's body. She quickly came upon Catherine's heaving breasts and Jennifer immediately latched onto them.

"Mmmm yesssss suck on those tits Jennifer," Catherine moaned. "Get them all wet and shiny with your tongue."

Jennifer couldn't get enough of Catherine's breasts and the way they jiggled so tantalizingly with every movement from her body. As Catherine moaned and writhed on the bed, Jennifer had her hands and lips all over the sexy mounds of girl flesh. Jennifer pushed her face in between them and kissed them all over, leaving wet tongue trails of desire over her nipples and in her cleavage. Catherine's moans got louder as Jennifer grasped her tits with her hands and rubbed them against her horny face. The smell of Catherine's perfume was intoxicating to Jennifer and it was clear that she'd placed a few drops in her cleavage before she'd gone out.

Catherine's nipples already were hard, but that didn't stop Jennifer from treating them to the same sexy licks that she'd just gotten. Catherine moaned as Jennifer turned the tables on her, teasing her and tantalizing her the same way she'd done it. It showed that not only was Jennifer a fast learner, but that she had the experience to keep up with her. The sensations of Jennifer's lips and tongues all over her breasts were getting Catherine even hotter than she'd been before. She could feel the ache and desire in her pussy and she knew she couldn't make it much longer without feeling Jennifer inside her.

"Jennifer...ohhhh that's good darling..." Catherine purred, her hand playing through Jennifer's hair as she continued to suck and lick her tits. "Go lower lover! Please! My pussy needs you so bad Jennifer!"

That was a siren call that Jennifer had no intention of ignoring and she took mercy on the needy, moaning woman under her. Jennifer pushed her body off of Catherine's and settled next to her on the bed. They lay side by side as Jennifer began to comply with Catherine's request to move lower on her body. Jennifer silently promised Catherine's breasts that she'd be back later to play with them some more and started kissing down her stomach and toward the hot wetness that lay between her legs.

The further down Jennifer got on Catherine's body, the more she could smell the only scent she loved more than the gentle perfume Catherine had worn that day. The inviting scent of Catherine's pussy drew Jennifer closer and closer to the object of her desire. She was so wet and Jennifer could almost taste her before she even got her tongue out of her mouth.

"Lower...go lower Jennifer..." Catherine pined, her body squirming against the sheets in anticipation. "I need you so bad! I want to feel you against my pussy! Give me what I need...please don't tease!"

Jennifer couldn't help but tease, though. Every inch of skin on Catherine's body was beautiful and Jennifer wanted to touch and taste it. She didn't just want to jam her fingers into Catherine's pussy and have this done in thirty seconds. Jennifer wanted to savor the taste of Catherine's skin and the flavor of her orgasm. She wanted this to last.

Leaving kisses the whole way down, Jennifer journeyed past Catherine's belly and over her thighs. She licked the bare skin gently, but sexily, making Catherine shiver and moan on the bed. Jennifer was happy to show her friend that she could be just as good at heightening anticipation and making women wet and squishy on the inside until they felt they just wouldn't be able to take it anymore. She teased Catherine's thighs, making her cry out in jagged gasps that indicated her needs. Jennifer could feel the heat from Catherine's pussy. She needed this so bad and Jennifer finally decided that she had waited long enough.

Since Catherine still had her panties on, Jennifer was left with an intriguing option. The panties were crotchless and that left Jennifer with an immediate opening to just slid her tongue inside. She'd never done that to a girl before, but Jennifer also wanted the freedom of having nothing in her way, even if it was something as slight and easily avoidable as Catherine's tiny panties. In the end Jennifer decided that she wanted to see Catherine bare so she slowly pulled them down her legs. She didn't use her teeth, but she found that her fingers could be just as effective in this process.

"Yessssss..." Catherine mewed as her pussy was revealed. "Show me how much you want me Jennifer. See how wet my pussy is! It's wet for you. Look at it darling...look at it and make me come! Please touch me!"

When Catherine's panties were finally down her legs and on the floor with the rest of their clothes, Jennifer did just that. She admired the arousal swollen lips of Catherine's pussy and how the sexy V of dark curls that made up her bush were wet with need. Jennifer didn't just admire the view though. She grazed three of her fingers up Catherine's slit, collecting her juices and immediately bringing them up to her mouth for a taste.

"Mmmmm so sexy," Jennifer smiled upon getting her first taste of Catherine's juices. They were rich and flavorful and Jennifer instantly craved more. She knew just how to get them and the next contact Catherine felt against her slit was Jennifer's tongue.

"Oooooooooh Jennifer that's it...lick that slit!" Catherine groaned. "Use that hot tongue on my pussy! Lick it just like you licked my nipples and I'll be coming in no time! Don't be shy darling...really give it to me! Fuck me like a woman!"

Jennifer had no doubt that Catherine could take on anything she could offer and she didn't hesitate in picking up the pace. She licked up all the juice that was collecting on Catherine's pussy lips and then slid two of her fingers inside her drenched snatch. Jennifer then spread open Catherine's slit and buried her tongue inside her, lapping up the creamy, yummy juices that lay beyond them and seeking out her clitoris.

"Yesssss that's it!" Catherine groaned. "Eat my wet pussy Jennifer! Mmmm fuck that tongue of yours is good! Ohhhhhh it feels so fucking nice in my hot cunt! Fuck me Jennifer! You know what I need! Give it to me!"

Jennifer quickly found Catherine's clit, but she didn't attack it right away. Instead she moved around it, licking in all directions, but where Catherine needed it most. The dark haired actress deduced what the playful Jennifer was doing and she moved her hands to the back of her head to try and guide her, but she couldn't control Jennifer's tongue. Jennifer really wanted the passion to build up in Catherine so she'd really come hard. She wasn't going to go right for her clit yet. She wanted to make it throb and make Catherine even wetter.

"Noooo don't tease!" Catherine begged in a futile effort. "Make me come Jennifer! Suck on that clit! Don't make me wait! I hate waiting!"

But waiting was exactly what Catherine was going to have to do, because Jennifer felt like teasing. She licked and tongue fucked her, but she wouldn't go right at Catherine's hot spot. Instead she drew out the anticipation Catherine was feeling and made her wetness drip right onto her tongue. Jennifer greedily sucked Catherine's dripping juices right into her mouth, letting them coat her tongue and slide down her throat to her waiting stomach. They'd never had a chance to finish lunch and right now this was what Jennifer was hungry for.

With her fingers doing their job well, Catherine's pussy was wide open to Jennifer's naughty explorations. She licked every inch of pink sex flesh she could get at and made sure Catherine was a proper writhing mess on the bed. Catherine's cries were needy and ragged and Jennifer only served to increase them by sliding her tongue in and out of her splayed cunt, savoring the rich juices and tongue fucking Catherine close to enough to the edge so that she could feel her own orgasm, but not close enough that she could actually have it.

From the moment that Catherine had extended her foot under the table, she had been in control of this encounter and now Jennifer was committed to showing her that she wasn't just some little girl she could draw into her spider web. She was a woman and she had done things that Catherine could only dream of. Jennifer wanted to hear Catherine beg for her and, after a few more hot tongue strokes, that was exactly what she got.

"Please Jennifer please!" Catherine begged. "I need to feel you fuck me hard! Make me come Jennifer! I can't stand waiting any more! Give me what I need! Please fuck me! I'll do anything you want! Just please don't tease me anymore!"

Jennifer grinned in satisfaction when she heard that. It was time for her to really get down to it and Jennifer knew exactly what she wanted to do. She had wanted to do this ever since Catherine's tongue had strayed before and she wasn't going to deny herself.

"Get up," Jennifer said. "On your hands and knees baby. I want to see all of you."

Catherine didn't hesitate before complying. She needed to come and positioning was irrelevant. All that mattered was the result. Catherine got onto her hands and knees and pushed her dancing toned ass in the air. Jennifer admired her sexy curves with her eyes and then with her hands, caressing her firm cheeks and dragging her tongue over them.

"Mmmmmmmm yesss...don't stop," Catherine purred, her eyes closed and her pussy dripping onto the sheets below her. Jennifer's tongue felt so good on her ass, but she needed more.

Jennifer wasn't about to stop, not for anything. She continued to lick and kiss Catherine's butt cheeks, while her fingers teased and touched her slit. Jennifer drew near Catherine's puckered asshole and, without any warning, pushed her tongue inside. At the same time, Jennifer inserted two of her fingers inside Catherine's pussy to rub her clit and the result was instantaneous.

"OHHHHHHH YEAHHHH!!!" Catherine loudly grunted. "NOW YOU'RE FUCKING GIVING IT TO ME RIGHT!!! TONGUE THAT ASS JENNIFER!!! LICK MY ASS WHILE YOU'RE FUCKING MY CUNT!!!"

Hearing Catherine talk dirty was such a turn on to Jennifer. Her voice still had that cultured lilt to it, but there was nothing refined about the lewd profanities that were spilling out of Catherine's lips. Jennifer couldn't help but notice that the harder she gave it to Catherine, the more she sounded like she was from Wales. She was losing her American accent the more worked up she got and Jennifer loved it. She wanted to reduce Catherine to incomprehensible babbling by the end of this.

Suddenly an idea occurred to Jennifer. She could feel that Catherine was close, but she knew something that could do an even better job on her than her fingers. She and Sarah had packed a few of their toys and one of them was a sexy red dildo that they had used on each other many nights during their time here. They hid it inside a leather carry on bag to avoid the attentions of snooping maids and Jennifer knew that it was exactly what was called for here.

"Wait right here for a second Catherine," Jennifer said wickedly, rubbing her lover's cheeks and jumping off the bed.

"NOOOOOOO GET BACK HERE!" Catherine shouted in frustration. "GET BACK HERE AND FUCK ME JENNIFER!!!"

That's exactly what I'm going to do, Jennifer grinned to herself as she literally streaked across the room and quickly retrieved the toy. Jennifer gave the head a sexy lick and began lubing it up with her saliva. She quickly got back to the bed and when Catherine saw what she was holding, her angry frustration immediately vanished.

"Oh yeahhh that's it Jennifer," Catherine declared, wiggling her bare ass in the air. "Give it to me darling. Get that sexy hunk of plastic deep in my pussy and fuck me good!"

Jennifer responded by letting her saliva drip down from her mouth and onto the red plastic, coating it with desire. Catherine was plenty wet already, so Jennifer only needed to give it a little bit of lube. When she was satisfied, Jennifer pulled it from her mouth and slowly began pushing it inside Catherine's pussy. Catherine was open and exposed to her perfectly from this position and, when enough of the toy was inside her, Jennifer began fucking her doggy style.

"YESSSSSS FUCK MEEEE!!!" Catherine screamed. "FUCK ME GOOD WITH THAT HARD PLASTIC!!! JAM IT UP MY PUSSY SO I CAN FUCKING COME!!!"

"Not such a classy little Oscar winner now, are you?" Jennifer grinned, relishing her chance to control as she licked and whispered into Catherine's ear. "Now you're just another hot, desperate slut like the rest of us!"

"OHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSS I'M A FUCKING SLUT!!!" Catherine yelled as the dildo filled her pussy so well. "YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW FUCKING NASTY I LIKE TO GET!!!"

The tight walls of Catherine's cunt hugged the plastic and it was quickly getting slick and sticky from her juices. Jennifer kept at her with a steady, penetrating motion that pushed the dildo as deep inside her as Catherine would permit it. Catherine's grunts and cries of passion got louder and longer the harder Jennifer gave it to her pussy with the toy and Jennifer attempted to push her over the edge by getting her tongue back to where it had been nice and happy.

"OOOOOOOOH YESSSSS TONGUE MY TIGHT ASS WHILE YOU FUCK MEEEEE!!!" Catherine squealed, her tits shaking and her chest heaving with lack of breath as she panted and gasped. Jennifer's tongue felt so good in her ass, sliding into her hot hole and licking her just right as the dildo stretched the folds of her pussy in the best way. It was a double stimulation that had Catherine almost climbing up the walls. It was so good and she almost didn't want her orgasm to come. She didn't want this to stop.

But her orgasm was inevitable. Jennifer was too good at fucking her holes for Catherine to stop her. She had never expected Jennifer to be this good at girl fucking and Catherine hoped she would feel this pleasure from her time and time again.

Catherine gasped and moaned like a wild woman, her hair getting in her eyes as she rocked back and forth on the bed, her whole body shaking from Jennifer fucking her like this. Suddenly Catherine felt her body tense up and she knew it was time. Before she even had a chance to steady herself, her orgasm crashed like a tidal wave over her naked body.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Catherine screamed, her pussy squeezing the dildo and her ass contracting around Jennifer's tongue. She creamed the toy, soaking it with sexual essence as she screamed her rapture with garbled words and high pitched cries.

Jennifer loved the sound of Catherine coming. There was something so primal about it and she couldn't bear not getting a taste of what was coating the plastic. Jennifer pulled her face away from her ass and let the dildo fall out as she came. She replaced the toy with her tongue and she licked up the remaining hot blasts of girl cream.

"YESSSSS OHHHHHH YESSSSSSS JENNIFERRRRRR!!!" Catherine groaned, her body continuing to rock back and forth on the bed. Her hands and knees felt weak, but Catherine kept herself propped up throughout her orgasm and when she finally had been drained, she slumped down onto the bed, her face pressing into the cool pillow.

Catherine's face was all smiles and when she finally pulled herself up from the pillow, she saw Jennifer sitting up on the bed, licking the tip of the cum covered dildo like a cat licking cream. Catherine quickly found the strength to join her and they started sharing the toy.

"I told you I loved to fuck," Catherine grinned.

"I never doubted you," Jennifer replied. "But I'd love to see how long you can go."

"Oh yeah? Is that a challenge?" Catherine laughed. "Why don't you try me?"

"Oh I will," Jennifer wickedly promised. "I will."

Jessica shifted in her seat and glanced at her watch as she stifled a yawn. Hockey wasn't really her game, so it wouldn't have been her first choice to spend her day here watching a celebrity exhibition game for charity. But Michael loved hockey and was playing in the game, so Jessica had decided it was only fair to do something he liked for a change. Besides he had already promised to take her out that night, so Jessica supposed she could grin and bear it for a few hours.

The usual hockey loving crowd of celebrities was there at the game. Michael J. Fox...Keifer Sutherland...Mike Myers. It seemed any actor with a hint of Canadian ancestry was there. Jessica was half-Canadian herself but it wasn't like she was out there ready to to lace up her skates and tape her stick up. She had just never been a big hockey fan. Jessica supposed that if she was full blown Canuck she might have felt differently.

Jessica tried to train her thoughts away from hockey and onto her favorite subject these days...hot girl sex. Jessica had seen that one of the team's captains was Chris Irvine, who wrestled in the WWE as Jericho, but alas he had not brought any of the divas along with him. Just thinking about playing around in her trailer with Amy and remembering what had happened in that steam room with Trish and Stacy was filling Jessica's body with all kinds of tingly sensations.

She began scanning the crowd that was filtering around the rink. Most of them were guys, and the few girls that were there all seemed to be accompanied. Jessica sighed in disappointment as the crowd continued to filter in. She supposed it would be too much to hope that she'd find a naughty and willing girl to sneak off for a quickie with. Plus that wouldn't have been fair to Michael. It didn't stop Jessica from looking though.

Jessica had caught a glimpse of Avril Lavigne when she'd gone to visit Michael in the locker room as he'd gotten ready. As she looked at the Canadian cutie she wondered if beneath all her teenage attitude there might be a willingness to engage in some girl on girl fun. Jessica had watched the Much Music Video Awards recently when Avril had mooned the audience. Her bare ass had looked mighty yummy and Jessica wouldn't have minded seeing more of her. She would have to try and get herself alone with Avril sometime soon and see what happened.

But after seeing Avril tape up her stick and down about four Red Bulls back to back, it was clear that the teenager's mind was on hockey and nothing else. This left Jessica without a play for the time being and forced her to continue looking into the crowd for fun opportunities.

Unfortunately, nothing really seemed to be developing and Jessica was starting to get bored. Hopefully soon this thing would be over. Jessica felt herself starting to get thirsty so she got up from her seat and decided to get a soda or something. If she was going to be bored then at least she should have some sugary goodness traveling through her body to make it go down easier.

Jessica began walking through the stadium looking for a refreshment stand and when she saw one she paused to get her money out of her purse. She stood there looking for small bills amidst all the junk she carried with her when suddenly Jessica found herself being embraced from behind. A pair of strong, but undeniably female arms encircled her waist and held her close.

"Hey you..." a sexy voice purred into Jessica's ear and she smiled in response. Jessica didn't even have to turn around to know who it was. It could only be Jennifer Garner and Jessica's pussy immediately turned into a furnace of desire.

"Hey yourself," Jessica replied, loving the feel of Jennifer's hands around her. To anyone passing by it just looked like a friendly hug between close friends. But Jessica and Jennifer knew it meant much, much more. Before anyone got suspicious, though, Jennifer released her lover from her grip and Jessica turned around so they could face each other.

Neither of them said a word. They just stared at each other and smiled happily. Their eyes spoke volumes and it was obvious from their stare that they both just wanted to leap into each other's arms and kiss each other until they were out of breath. They hadn't completely lost their minds, though, so they held back on their instinct. Instead Jessica held out her hand and Jennifer gratefully accepted it. Jessica then silently lead Jennifer away. They didn't know specifically where they were going. They just wanted a place where they could be alone, if only for a few minutes.

They didn't have to search long because Jessica quickly spotted an open door. Beyond the door lay a stockroom filled with Lakers merchandise like big foam hands, caps, t-shirts and gold and purple teddy bears. Jessica didn't particularly care what was inside there as long as she was with Jennifer and as soon as they closed the door behind them they fell right into a kiss.

There wasn't anything gentle about the kiss. It was hard and passionate, fueled by the intense need both actresses felt for each other. Their lips and tongues fused together as their hands grabbed at as much flesh as they could. Jessica's hands ran up and down Jennifer's strong back while Jennifer went right for Jessica's tits, squeezing them through her t-shirt and bra. Saliva dripped back and forth and the girls breathlessly moaned into each other until they could take no more and finally broke free of their kiss.

"Mmmmm I needed that," Jennifer groaned. Her face was flush and she had an ecstatic look on her face.

"Not as bad as I did," Jessica replied while breathing hard, her breasts heaving. "I didn't know you were going to be here. This is like the best fucking surprise ever!"

"Tell me about it," Jennifer smiled. "I didn't know you were going to be here either. I mean I came here with Michael and then I saw you standing there and I just couldn't believe it."

Jessica was confused for a second when Jennifer said the name "Michael." Then she realized it wasn't her Michael she was talking about, but rather Michael Varian, Jennifer's co-star on "Alias."

"Michael just loooooooves hockey so he asked me to come with him when he played," Jennifer explained. "I wasn't going to at first but now I'm so glad I did."

"So are you two seeing each other?" Jessica asked with more than a little bit of jealousy in her tone. She knew she didn't have the right to be jealous or anything, after all she had her Michael and all the girls in Malibu, but she couldn't help it. Part of her wanted Jennifer all for herself.

Jennifer blushed furiously at the question, but didn't stop smiling. Ever since she had split with her husband the tabloids had been linking her and Michael together.

"Sort of...but not really..." Jennifer admitted. "It's like a casual thing right now. I don't know. We're more like friends than anything else. Besides, I'd really much rather have you Jessica. You're the one I want right now."

When she heard that Jessica's knees almost went week. She just had to kiss Jennifer again after a compliment like that so she did. This kiss was much more tender, but just as hot. Jessica wrapped her arms around Jennifer's neck and pulled her close so she could kiss and suck on her tongue with abandon. Their bodies pressed together and both girls happily grinded against each other, making their flesh tingle and their hearts race.

When the kiss ended Jessica decided not to waste any more time before taking care of a critical piece of business.

"You've got to give me your phone number," Jessica said as she began rooting through her purse for a pen and a piece of paper. All she could find was a pencil and an old ATM receipt, but they would have to do. "I can't believe I didn't ask you before, but I just wasn't thinking straight. I've wanted to call you so much these past few days. You have to give it to me."

"Sure, no problem," Jennifer said as a silly grin tugged at her lips. "It's 867-5309."

Jessica actually began writing it down before she caught herself.

"Heyyyyyyyy..." Jessica grumbled, her face scrunging up over having fallen for that. "Be serious."

"Sorry...I couldn't help it," Jennifer giggled before giving Jessica her real number.

"How long have you been saving that gag up?" Jessica asked.

"I use it all the time," Jennifer sheepishly admitted. She knew it was silly, but it just always struck her as funny. "Some people actually think I'm being serious."

"Foolish people," Jessica grinned as she held the number in her hand like it was gold.

"I'm so glad I saw you here," Jennifer said. "I've got to ask you something."

"Ask away," Jessica replied. "And if the question is `Can we get naked again?' then the answer is a hundred times yes."

"Mmmmmm good that's what I was hoping you'd say," Jennifer said with a wicked smile. "Do you have plans tonight? Cause ummm...there's this club and I have an invitation..."

"Jennifer Garner...Are you asking me out on a date?" Jessica laughed.

"Ummmmm yes...yes I am," Jennifer blushed, but without losing her infectious smile. "There's this club I've been dying to go to. It's called Eterna. It's never in the same place two nights in a row and tonight I know where it's going to be. Have you ever heard about it?"

Jessica absolutely had. Eterna was supposed to be an exclusive club for lesbians that traveled around Los Angeles from night to night. It was supposed to only have two rules. Admittance was by invitation only and it was supposed to be anything goes. Whatever happened in the club, stayed in the club. Jessica had always kind of figured that it was just a Hollywood urban legend and that it didn't really exist. But Jennifer seemed to have evidence and Jessica was eager to see it for herself, especially if Jennifer was there with her. There was just one problem though.

"I do have plans tonight," Jessica frowned. "I'm supposed to go out with Michael. I mean my Michael, not your Michael...you know what I mean."

"I do," Jennifer said sadly. She'd longed to go to Eterna ever since she had first heard about it. It had seemed to be the perfect place the explore the lesbian desires she had tried to ignore for so long. Now she had a chance to go and the perfect girl to go with. She didn't want there to be any hitches. She wanted this to be perfect.

"Maybe I can get out of this thing tonight," Jessica offered and Jennifer's face immediately lit up again. She'd feel bad about doing this to Michael, but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and Jessica didn't want to pass it up.

"Ok...well call me and let me know," Jennifer said as she grabbed her purse and swung it over her shoulder. "I've gotta get back before my Michael starts to think I got kidnapped or something. Call me, ok?"

"You know I will," Jessica promised before giving Jennifer a proper kiss goodbye.

Jennifer left the stockroom and Jessica was left staring at the number in her hands. There was no way she wasn't going to be calling.

"Jenny I got your number...I need to make you mine..." Jessica began singing to herself with a happy giggle before putting the number carefully in her purse and leaving the empty room behind.

By the time Jessica got back to her seat the game looked like it was about to begin. The celebrities had split into two teams and were finishing their final skate around. Things especially seemed to get moving when Avril zipped onto the ice and started screaming like a person operating on Red Bull and sports adrenaline only could.

"OKAY YOU MOTHERFUCKING HOSERS!!! LET'S PLAY SOME FUCKING HOCKEY!!!" Avril screamed, to the dismay of everyone who had brought children down to the game.

As things got going Jessica couldn't stop herself from thinking about Jennifer. She tried to keep her mind on her Michael, but her brain only wanted to focus on Jennifer and what delights might await them at Eterna that night, that was if she could go. Part of Jessica wanted to give Michael a kiss on the cheek, say "See ya later" and run off to the club, but she knew that wasn't right.

As much fun as it would have been, it would have been mean and hurtful to do that to Michael and Jessica didn't want to be that person. There had to be a way to do this without lying or making Michael feel bad. Jessica didn't want to be this close to what she wanted and then not be able to go for it. There just had to be a way.

Jessica perked up when she saw that Michael had the puck and was driving toward the net. Jessica couldn't help but get excited for him the closer he got. Ironically, he'd gotten the puck passed to him by Jennifer's Michael and as he skated hard toward the net Jessica found herself on her feet and cheering her fiancée on. But then things got messy.

Avril was playing defense for the other team and as Michael got close to the net she seemed to zip out of nowhere. Jessica noticed Avril coming toward Michael with a full head of steam and what looked to be all the force of a Serbian defenseman in the final seconds of a scoreless Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Finals. Jessica saw the young pop singer before anyone on the ice did and she yelled out for Michael to look out. Unfortunately he didn't hear her and a collision could not be averted.

"OUTTA MY WAY!!!" Avril screamed as she stole the puck and checked Michael hard into the boards. He obviously hadn't been expecting to be hit with such brute force from a teenage girl because he wasn't set properly for it and his face smacked into the glass.

"YEAHHHHH THAT'S OLD SCHOOL HOCKEY...BITCH!!!" Avril screamed in triumph as blood streamed from Michael's face. Jessica gasped in horror and covered her mouth to keep from screaming as the lower portion of her fiancé's face turned bloody.

Michael was helped off the ice by some of his teammates and Jessica ran from her seat and toward the locker room. All thoughts about Jennifer were momentarily forgotten as she ran to see if Michael was ok. She got to the locker room as fast as her legs could travel and she saw Jennifer's Michael waiting for her there as the trainers looked at Michael's face.

"Is he ok?" Jessica asked, trying not to panic.

"He's fine," Michael Vartan answered. "He just lost these."

Michael then held out his gloved hand to show off what Jessica's Michael would undoubtedly want for Christmas that year...his two front teeth.

"Oh my God!" Jessica gasped. "Michael baby...are you ok?"

"THATH CRATHY BITH!!!" Michael shouted, his speech impaired by his injury. "THEE KNOCKED OUT MY FUCKTHING TEETH!!!"

"It's ok baby, we'll get you to the dentist," Jessica said as she wrapped her arms around Michael's shoulders.

"WHATH THE HELL ITH WRONG WITH HER???" Michael raged as he angrily stripped his gloves off and flung them to the floor. He was already calming down though. The presence of Jessica was known to do that to him.

"Don't worry, we'll get you home and get you a nice liquid diet and then when her next single is a hit you can sue her for everything she has," Jessica smiled, happy Michael wasn't more seriously hurt as she caressed his forehead.

"Thaths a good plan..." Michael smiled back, showing off his now toothless grin. "She's crathy...iths a fucking exhibithion game!"

"Don't talk baby," Jessica urged. "We'll go get you all fixed up."

"We wonth be able to go outh tonight," Michael sighed. "The whole night ith ruined!"

"Oh don't worry about it baby," Jessica said, fighting off a grin as she continued to caress Michael's wounded face. "I'm sure I can find something to do tonight."

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 4