Part 11

Vince opened the door to the hotel suite and allowed us to enter first. We were already giddy, having had a few libations.  Sheila walked in twirling around trying to take it all in. 'Oh Vince ...."

"....This is gorgeous,"  Andrea finished as the two of them walked back to Vince, grabbing his hands forcing him to hurry up and get into the living room.

"Girls, there is no hurry.  There's plenty of me to go around," He replied, smiling at their enthusiasm.

Both girls came up and hugged him.  Sheila cupped his face giving him a toe curling, sensuous french kiss and whispered, "We..."  At that moment Andrea directed his gaze to her, gave him another amazing french kiss and whispered, "...hope so."

Vince was in sexual overload.  He was so hard and so turned on by these girls, he almost came in his pants. The only thing that kinda freaked him out was they kept finishing each other's sentences.  But having two girls at the same time made him feel young again, and he couldn't wait to dip his wick.

"Did you Ladies want anything to drink?" Vince asked trying to be a good host.

"No thank you Vince," Sheila said softly walking off towards the bedroom.

"We've waited long enough, Sexy,"  Andrea countered, walking arm in arm with Sheila, giving Vince a glance over her shoulder to see his reaction. She looked back forward and whispered to Sheila, "His tongue is practically hanging out."

Sheila squeezed Andrea's arm in acknowledgement.  By the time they made it to the bedroom, they could hear his footsteps in the hallway. When Vince arrived at the bedroom, Andrea and Sheila were naked and provocatively posed on the bed, waiting for him.

Part 10

Andrea and Sheila were lounging around their apartment studying, when there was a knock at the door.  Sheila answered and saw a delivery guy.

"I have a delivery for you," He said, handing Sheila the package.  "Please sign here," he asked as he handed her the clipboard.

Sheila took the package, signed for it, and said thank you as the guy turned and left.  She carried it over to Andrea and asked, "I wonder what it is?"

"Well we won't know till we open it. Hurry!"  Andrea exclaimed.  She loved surprises.

Sheila opened the large padded envelope and dumped the contents out on the couch. There were two airline tickets, two backstage all access passes, two concert tickets, and one envelope addressed to the both of them.  Sheila read out loud ...

"Mr Vince Neil requests the pleasure of your company at Motley Crue's up coming concert in Los Angeles, California. Please find the enclosed items: two airline tickets, two concert tickets, and two backstage all access passes. A member of management will be waiting by the escalators in the baggage claim area.  If there are any problems please call the number below. Mr Neil wanted me to convey his warmest regards and that he looks forward to seeing the two of you again.

Thank you, Kenny Bower Management."

Andrea and Sheila stared at each other, letting the words sink in.

"AAAAHHHH!!!!!!" The two of them grabbed onto each other's hands, screaming and jumping up and down in excitement.

Andrea, the first to calm down, looked at the dates, "How lucky are we? The concert is during winter break!"

"The trip is in like two weeks!  You know what that means?!"  Sheila asked.

"SSSSHHHOOOPPPPPPPIINNGG!!!!!"  They yelled simultaneously.

Two weeks later ....

Andrea and Sheila were backstage with Vince, having finally met all the members of Motley Crue, helping him relax before the concert.  Sheila was massaging his shoulders while Andrea was shining his helmet.

"Oh God!"  He moaned as he filled Andrea's mouth with his cream.  "You are amazing."

Sheila leaned over, kissed Vince, and purred, "It's our pleasure Vince."

Vince stood up, adjusted himself, kissing Andrea then Sheila. "You Ladies enjoy the show.  I will be looking for you in the front row."

"Thank you Vince," We chorused, as we hugged him. We went with him as he walked to the stage, then split off as he went to the stage and we went out onto the floor, the security team placing them in front of the stage.

All went dark for a moment. Then with an explosion of pyrotechnics,  Motley Crue hit the stage. Electrifying. We joined in, screaming, along with everyone else. And of course they flashed the titty cam when Tommy came by with it.

After two kick ass hours later, Andrea and Sheila had no voice left.  They screamed the whole two hours. Security came and escorted them to Vince, as the band made their way to there respective limos. Vince had an arm around each of us. Nikki and Tommy walked by as they were going to their limo, Nikki said to Vince, "Remember the Christmas Party.  Bear and I are expecting you," then looking at us, "and guests."

"Hey Man, no problem.  I'll be there.  I don't want to be on Bear's shit list."

Nikki smiled, high fiving Vince, "No kidding.  Talk to you later Bro."

Vince wrapped an arm around each of us and said, "Ladies, the limo awaits."

Part 9

As his eyes focused, Vince saw a beautiful blonde vision at the end of the bed. She had platinum blonde hair. Creamy, flawless skin. She was all pink and blonde, like an angel, and he just wanted to lick her up and down. The other girl at his side was as dark as her friend was light. Thick, black, silky hair and almond shaped eyes that tilted at the corners, lined with black eye liner. Her pale skin made her look vampirish. He half expected her to show fangs, bite his neck, and suck his blood. They both had pouty lips and eyes sparkling with lust.  Despite the Demerol keeping his pain at bay, he hoped he wouldn't make a tent out of the sheets and embarrass himself, but he wanted these girls.  He hadn't seen girls this amazingly drop dean gorgeous in a long time.  Judging by the light in their eyes, the feeling was mutual.

Since Sheila was helping the nurse in charge, that left Andrea to make sure Mr Neil was comfortable.  He had kept his eyes closed, so she quickly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I want to fuck you." She straightened back up so no one would suspect.  It must have caught his attention cause he finally opened his eyes. She quickly looked at Sheila, to make sure she was on the same page, then back at Vince.  Slowly they saw Vince's eyes change from 'confusion', to 'possible excitement', to 'damn I wish I wasn't in this bed'.

Sheila's heart was pounding in excitement. The look in Vince's eyes was very promising and she could tell Andrea was keeping a tight rein on her sexual needs.  If Andrea had her way she would have been up on that bed straddling Vince and have him half way to heaven by now.  Sheila was praying that the nurse would leave, so she and Andrea could be alone with Vince.

The nurse told Mr Neil that she was done and to rest, and the doctor would be in later to check on him.  She was leaving us alone with him.  In our best pouty, sexy, nurse vixen voices, we asked, "Is there anything we can get you Mr Neil?"

He looked at Sheila and said, "I am a little thirsty."  So Sheila fed him some ice chips.

Then he said to Andrea, "I am a little cold." So Andrea got him one of those preheated blankets.

So with Sheila on one side and Andrea on the other, they smoothed out the blanket, their hands perilously close to his rocket.  he just grinned at each of them.  He definitely needed to know their names as he wanted to continue this journey.

Just then on of Vince's people came in. "Vince, I see you are all bandaged up."  Then he noticed the two exceptionally gorgeous women. "Man, Vince.  This must be a five star hospital.  They have killer nurses here."

"Kenny, man.  No fucking shit!" Vince replied, shaking hands with Kenny.

Vince turned to us and said, "Ladies, I don't even know your names."

"Mr Neil,"  Sheila replied, "My name is Sheila and this is Andrea. We are CNA's and currently going to nursing school."

"Ladies, it is a pleasure to meet you."  he turned to Kenny and said, "Write that down for me."  Turning back to us, "I would like to show these ladies my appreciation when I am better."  The look in his eyes spoke volumes.  Kenny, who was used to Vince's requests, whipped out a pen and a small notebook, and took our information.

Andrea, smoothing out some imaginary wrinkles cooed, "Mr Neil..."

"Vince, please."

A seductive smile played on her lips as she continued, "Vincccce, Sheila and I would love to ... umm .. provide you with any outpatient services you might require."

Vince, grinning from ear to ear, said, "I will definitely take you up on that."

With the three of us in complete agreement, Sheila said, "Vince, thank you, it has been our pleasure to help you.  We need to check on other patients. May we give you a kiss goodbye?"

"By all means,"  Vince countered, indicating with his hands to come closer.

Andrea kissed one cheek and Sheila kissed the other,  Vince, being the rock star dog that he was, quickly copped a feel from both of us.

"Goodbye Vince," we chorused.

"Till we meet again Ladies," he said with surety.

After we let, Kenny said, "Vince, you are one lucky bastard."

Vince just grinned in acknowledgement.

Part 8

Andrea and Sheila did everything together and they were currently going to nursing school.  They did some volunteer work for experience and it looked good on a resume ...

"Sheila. Andrea,"  Nurse Dottie called out.  "Please take this cart down to the ER.  They have a patient in need of these items."

They looked at the items on the cart.  It looked like bandages, casting material, and scissors.  Maybe someone broke an arm or leg.

"I wonder what we'll find when we get there,"  Andrea queried.

"I don't know, but I hope it isn't too gruesome,"  Sheila replied.

"Oooo, that would be cool.  A bone sticking out or something." Andrea was not grossed out by the macabre.  She was leaning towards being an ER nurse or surgical tech.  Sheila didn't like the gory and was thinking of going into pediatric nursing.

They got to the ER to deliver the supplies when they saw a gorgeous blonde haired man laying on the bed behind a partially drawn curtain.

"My God, Sheila, look!"  Andrea whispered excitedly.

"I KNOW! He's hot,"  Sheila whispered back.

Another senior nurse came up and said, "Terrific.  I am glad you girls are here.  You can help me with Mr Neil."

Andrea and Sheila looked at each other, their eyes widening in recognition, now knowing who was on the bed.

"Vince Neil," Sheila mouthed silently.

"Motley Crue,"  Andrea mouthed back.

Both of them barely able to conceal their excitement.  They were huge fans and always looking for a way to meet them.  Though up till now with no success. They both closed their eyes for a sec sending a prayer of thanks to the Rock Gods that be, for this fortuitous opportunity.

Part 7

It was the beginning of November and Tommy had set me up in his house in Malibu.  He hired me to paint his portrait, after my temporary stint as one of the girls they have on stage.  He might even have me do one of his kids and Pam. With the money he is paying me, I will have a nice nest egg. Tommy even gave me the use of one of his cars and access in and out of the house. While he has been gone on tour, I have spent a lot of time at the beach. Here in Southern California, the weather is nice almost all of the time. I was almost done with Tommy's portrait, I just needed one more sitting.  Today I took my art supplies with me to the beach to paint some pictures of the ocean.  I was also dabbling in photography, so I brought my camera also.

I was sitting cross legged on my towel on the sand doing some sketches in colored pencil, when Courtney Cox came jogging by. Tommy had introduced us once when I had just moved in.

"Hi Annie, How are you?" Courtney asked.

"I'm good thanks. How are you?"

"I'm good."

"Good.

"Would you like to sit for a sec?"  I asked.

"Sure,"  She said, sitting down. "I wanted to ask you Annie, if you would consider doing some work for me." She glanced at my sketch pad and said, "That is beautiful."

"Thank you,"  I replied, very flattered.  "What kind of work were you interested in?"  I asked.

"Tommy said you do portraits but do you also paint? Like murals or stenciling.  Things like that."

"I do.  I'd be happy to come by and we could go over what you would like."

"That would be terrific.  I will get in touch with you later and make an appointment."

"OK.  I am still staying at Tommy's "

"Good.  Well I need to get going.  It was greet seeing you.  Take care."

"You too, Courtney. Bye."

"Bye,"  She said, as she took off jogging back down the beach.

I was too excited to concentrate so I packed up and went back to the house.  I put my supplies in my room.  Tommy had generously allowed me two rooms, one for sleep and one for painting.  Both on the sunny side of the house, though I stayed in Tommy's room when he was home.

As with any respectable rock star god, he had a work out room.  I was almost done when Tommy stepped in.

"Baby!  You're home,"  I said excitedly, jumping up into his arms.

"Annie you feel so good in my arms,"  He said, wrapping his arms tightly around me.

And with that Tommy carried me to the wonderful walk in shower in the bathroom right off the workout room.

"It's good to have you home,"  I said softly, as I soaped up my hands and started to wash him. He took care of his hair since I could not reach. I could reach his cock and balls, though, taking tender care of them. When Tommy was all rinsed off, he turned off the water and started the sauna option and sat down on the bench, pulling me down next to him.

I snuggled up next to him and asked, "How is the tour going so far?" tracing his pecs with my fingertips.

He kissed me and said,  "Amazing.  There haven't been any problems and the fans have been great." He reached over and caressed my breasts and added, "man I would love to get you on the titty cam.  You would put all those other girls to shame."  Tommy pulled me onto his lap, guiding himself into my voracious, wet vagina. I slowly moved up and down, giving Tommy my most sensuous pole dance. Tommy, much to my delight, took care of the twins.  He cupped one nd ran his tongue around my nipple, making it pucker, before placing his mouth over the nipple and sucked, while his other hand rolled the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger.  I leaned in and kissed forehead, running my hands through his wet hair. Tommy lifted his face to mine.  His hands moved down to my hips, silently asking me to go a little faster while at the same time pushing into me harder.  While I moved faster, bracing my hands on his shoulders, he reached between us and fingered my clit.

"Annie.  Oh God!"  He moaned.

"Fuck me Tommy!"

"I'm cumming,"  He moaned, his body tensing.

I leaned in, whispering in his ear, "That's it Baby, cum.  I want you to cum inside me."

The two of us came together.  With his cock still inside me, I wrapped my arms around his neck resting my head on his shoulder. Tommy had his arms around my waist holding me as we came down from our orgasm. 

I kissed Tommy and said, "I'm glad you're back.  I missed you."  I got up, grabbed a warm, wet wash rag to clean us up and then Tommy said he wanted to take a nap as he was tired from jet lag.  So we went and laid down together.

Part 6

I (Anne) had met Tommy on the tour and right now he was giving me a tour of the venue and the concert stage ...

"Wow Tommy, this is incredible!" I exclaimed.

"Ya, Baby.  It kicks ass," Tommy said proudly.  "Do you want to see my two floating stages that I fly between?  He asked excitedly.

Eyeing Tommy furtively, I said, "Sure," in hopes of checking out Tommy's umm ... drum stick later.

Tommy continued with the tour.  The two platforms were level with the stage since they were not in use, so we could just walk onto them. Ever since watching that sex video of Pam and Tom's, I have wanted to see Tommy up close and personal.  Tommy didn't have a shirt on compelling me to touch him, running my fingers over his Mayhem tattoo on his flat stomach and flicking his nipple rings.  I was so turned on.  My pussy was wet. My nipples were hard.  I had to have him now.  I looked up into his eyes, his lust mirroring mine and whispered,  "I want you, Tommy."

"Mmm,"  he replied, kissing me, "Let's go back to my bus where it's private." He took me by the hand and we went out to his bus.

Upon entering the bus the opulence just hit you in the face.  "Tommy, your bus is gorgeous,"  I said, awestruck.  It was huge and had all the rock star amenities.

"Yes it is.  And it is private and comfortable. I'm getting too old for any acrobatic shit.  And after the whole sex tape thing, I am done giving peep shows."  He plopped down on a small couch, his long legs stretched out.

I walked slowly down the bus checking out all the features while making sure I swung my hips side to side making my short, flimsy skirt flick back and forth for emphasis.

Tommy watched her, feeling his dick get hard.  She had legs that wouldn't quit.  Wild, long curly dark brown hair.  And bid boobs.  They were large, almost as big as Pam's and all he wanted to do was bury his face between them and feast.  As short as her skirt was, he still wasn't sure if she was wearing undies or not.

"So, Annie, are you going to be one of our girls on stage?" he asked.

"I am.  I heard they needed a replacement for a couple of weeks, but in the real world I am an artist.  I would love to paint your portrait sometime," I replied looking passionately at Tommy.

"Do you have any moves that you could show me?" he asked.  He was practically drooling.  I could almost see the saliva running down his chin.

I smiled.  I had something in mind and was just waiting for a word from him.  I, indeed, had no panties on, so when I finish my move he will have full and immediate access to my 'sally'.

"OK, Big Boy, spread your legs and put your hands in your lap,"  I instructed, which he did, grinning from ear to ear.  I did a handstand.  From this position I missed the look of crazy amazement, though his verbal appreciation was off the charts.

I took a few steps with closer so I was between his legs, close to the couch.  Then I let my feet fall forward till they hit the back of the couch, with one foot on either side of Tommy's head. Being that Tommy was pretty tall, my move put my pussy within his reach, right even with his mouth.  But the couch was too tall for me to reach his dick. Oh well, that can cum later.

"OH FUCK!" He exclaimed, as he gazed at my naked, Brazilian waxed clit.  "That was fucking hot!"

"You like that baby?"  I asked.

He replied by running his tongue from my vagina to my nub.

"AAaahhhh!!" I moaned, my toes curling, clinging to the couch.

"Fuck Annie, that was a cool move.  I've never had a chick do that before,"  He said in awe and went back to eating me out.  In this position I was in he was able to run his hands up and down my torso. After about five minute, my arms were giving out.  I couldn't take anymore and said, "Tommy give me a push on my butt so I can get back upright."  I pushed myself off the couch with my feet, with a steadying hand from Tommy, and stood back up.

I moved over to him and grabbed a foot and undid his shoe laces and took off his shoe.  Then the other one. Looking deep into his eyes, which seemed to have glazed over from lust, placed a hand on top of each thigh, and inched my way up, slowly, inch by inch, closer to his cock. Judging by the way his pants were tenting he was commando.  I leaned in and gave him a tongue dancing kiss. Then I stood up and slowly, piece by piece, took off every bit of my clothes.

"Oh Annie,"  Tommy said in wonder, "you have magnificent tits.  Come here. I just want to bury my face between them."

Obliging, I sat on his lap and let him have at it.  "Here ya go sweetie."  He molded, squeezed, chewed, licked and fondled my boobs.  It had me squirming on his lap. 

"Tommy, you are making me so hot!"  He was feeling the underside of one of the twins and I figured he was wondering if they were real or silicone, so I whispered in his ear, "Baby they are all me."

He just looked up at me and grinned that goofy grin of his.

"So now that you know all this about me, is it true what they say about you?" I asked, hoping ll was true and he was hung like a horse.

"Baby," he said proudly, "See for yourself."  With a flourish, he took off his pants. 

I stared at his cock jutting straight out, thanking the higher powers that be for creating this amazing appendage.  That sex tape of him and Pam did not do him justice.

"Tommy, nothing I have ever seen or heard of could have prepared me for this magnificent sight,"  I espoused appreciatively.  He just puffed up like a peacock.

"I've been told that I excel at helmet shining and I would love to 'shine' your helmet."

With his dick in his hand, he wiggled it a bit and said, "Cum and get it."

I proceeded to suck his cock like a lollipop.  Up and down.  Up and down. Swirling my tongue around the head, rubbing the underside right behind the head.  And one more thing that I was good at ... deep throat.  That had him leaning back with his head back, moaning.  He was having a hard time staying on his feet.

"Uh,"  he moaned as he pushed rhythmically into my mouth.

Finally, he grunted, "Baby, I'm cumming!" as he shot his cream into my mouth.  He shivered and said, "Annie you are amazing," picking me up.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and hooked my legs around his waist. He carried me to the back of the bus where his bedroom was and a king sized bed.

Laying me back on the bed, he laid down next to me and ran a hand down my stomach to rub my clit, while putting his hot mouth on an already puckered nipple, sucking for all he was worth.

I was writhing in ecstasy.  "Tommy, don't stop."

"You like that don't you?" he asked a he stuck a couple of fingers into me rubbing my G spot.  "Your pussy is so slick and wet.  I can't wait to bury myself in your hot pussy,"  he whispered in my ear in his husky, deep voice.

"YES!"  I screamed as he brought me to orgasm, his words exciting me even more.  "Tommy! Now. Fuck me now!"

With no further urging, Tommy slid into my sopping wet cunt.  His long length filling me, scraping the walls of my vagina he was so big. He fucked me with the ease and precision of a porn star god.  He was amazing, surpassing all my dreams.  His staying power was incredible. He brought me to two orgasms, doing two different positions, before allowing himself to get off during the third.

We were doing it doggy style. His hands roamed my body, sending shivers up my spine.  He was grunting now and his hips were jerking as he pounded me even harder, his ball slapping my clit. He gently gathered my hair in his hands using it like reins, when he cried out, "Baby I'm cumming!"  Letting go of my hair he reached down to finger my clit at the same time, which put me over the edge.

Together we came, collapsing into a pile of sweaty limbs. Tommy cuddled and whispered, "Stay with me tonight." And together we fell asleep.

Part 5

Later on that night. we were all sitting at the table, Tommy included, when I hear this little farting noise. I look around to see who was doing it, when my daughter says gaily, "Mommy!  Look what Unca Tommy showed me to do."  She promptly put her hand back under her arm and flapped her arm up and down.

I choked on my food.  Oh my freaking God.  How am I to raise her to be a lady when I am surrounded by 10 year old 40 year olds? Recovering, I said, "Sweetie, please stop.  That is not proper behavior at the table.  OK?"

"OK, Mommy,"  She said, her attention now caught by one of the dogs begging under the table.

I gave Tommy a crusty look, with a short one going to my spouse.  Tommy blushed and suddenly looked at his watch and said,  "My, where has the time gone.  Dude, I think I should go."  He stood up and came around the table to kiss me on the cheek and said, "Bear, thank you for dinner."

"You're welcome,"  I said evenly.

Nikki got up and walked Tommy to the door.  "T, I think you should make yourself scarce for a few days.  I think you've run Bear a little bit ragged.  She is real protective of the kids.  I mean she likes a good joke and all, but she tries hard to keep the kids from bad stuff."

"No prob, Bro.  I'll see you later.  Tell Bear again I am sorry. We were just having fun."

"She knows Tommy.  She and the kids love you. So, don't worry."

After dinner Nikki and Nik JR went to play video games and I took Caitlyn to give her a bath.

Later on we met in the sanctuary of our bedroom.  Nik was lying in bed watching TV.  I came out of the bathroom, having finished my ablutions, glad to crawl into bed.  it had been a hectic day.  Nikki held out his arm so I could cuddle next to him.  He kissed the top of my head.

"Mmm,"  I said, "you feel so good.  I love being in your arms."

He squeezed me and said, "Me too. You smell good."

"Tommy is like having a third child.  He could try the patience of a saint,"  I sighed.

Nikki chuckled.  "Yah.  I told him to make himself scarce, lest he incur your vengeful wrath."

Giggling, I replied, "Damn right."

We lay there for awhile, watching TV, enjoying the peacefulness, but the sex monster in me came alive.  I never could be next to Nikki and keep my hands to myself.  I sighed.  My hands slowly roamed his torso.  Tenderly.  From my position I kissed him anywhere that was in my reach.  Tiny baby kisses.  I noticed he laid his head back, eyes closed, enjoying enjoying the feel of my love raining down on him.

I reached down and cupped him.  I was lightly playing with his balls before moving to his dick.  A slight pressure on the back of my head told me Nikki wanted me to go down on him.  I got up on my hands and knees, taking him in my mouth, giving him access to my pussy, which he fingered.  A few minutes later, I couldn't take any more and climbed over him, straddling him, and impaled myself on his pole.  Talk about pole dancing.

"That's it, ride me baby,"  Nikki moaned.

I rode him and he pounded back.  Pretty soon he was leading the rhythm, holding my hips.  All of a sudden I was on my back.  He had leaned forward and flipped me to my back and was now on top.  He proceeded to go at me like a bunny rabbit ... hard and fast.

"Nnnniikkiiiii!"  I yelled.

"Oh ... fuck!"  He grunted.

"God Nikki! I'm cccuuummmiinnggg!!!"  I screamed as I came.

"AAhhhh!"  He gasped as he came.

The two of us collapsed on the panting.  Nikki pulled a blanket over us as we fell asleep were we lay.

Part 4

It was a couple days before Halloween and I had been out shopping for said holiday.  It was one of my favorite times of the year and we went all out. I had bags of candy and decorations in hand and was walking around the back of the SUV towards the front door when I was hosed with water.

"AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!"  I screamed, standing there dripping wet. I set the bags down and shook my hands, then tried pulling my shirt away from my chest as it was cold and my shirt was white and becoming see through.  I could hear giggling to my right and a baritone snicker to my left.  I knew instantly what happened.  Tommy and my son happened.

In my best stern mom voice, I exclaimed, "Nikki JR!"  My voice rising on the JR part.

I heard a, "Dude, your busted."

Then I yelled, "Tommy!"

I heard a kid voice say,  "Dude YOU"RE busted!"

The two guilty parties came out of hiding, showing no remorse and trying hard not to laugh at their own shenanigans.  They both had these water guns in their hands.

I looked and Tommy and asked, "What the heck is up with those?"

"The Kid and I were making sure they worked.  You know quality control and all.  we want to use them on the tour to hose the audience,"  Tommy offered nonchalantly.

"I am NOT an audience member," I said pinning them with a disapproving glare.

I looked at my son, not really wanting to punish him, cause in the end it was pretty funny and he could never resist any prank Tommy came up with.  And Tommy always played along when it was Nikki JR's idea.

"Honey,"  I said, "give Tommy the water gun and go on up to the house and wash up for dinner."

"OK Mom,"  he said handing the water gun to Tommy.

"And help your sister,"  I called out as an afterthought.

"Dammit Tommy,"  I scolded once Nik JR was out of earshot.

"AAawww, come on Bear.  You know you can't stay mad at me,"  he cajoled, giving me that "Tommy-all is forgiven-look".

I just slapped him on the arm, shaking my head and said, "It is NOT wet t-shirt night.  Help me with these bags and I might just forgive you."

As we came inside the door Nikki met us there and helped me with the bags.

"Dude, we need to get Bear to test out the TITTY CAM,"  Tommy said to Nikki, looking appreciatively at my nearly see thru shirt.

"Hell no, you ass.  I am not about to end up like you and Pam.  Bear's boobs are mine,"  Nik stated.

I gave them a look and said,  I don't think you should let Tommy off so easily, since he had the boy involved.  I think he is a bad influence."  By the small smile that was creeping up at the corners of my mouth, they knew I was not all that serious.

Nikki said,  "Come on Tommy.  Let's play some pool.  It's the easiest way to beat your ass."

"What the fuck ever,"  Tommy replied confidently.  The two of them wandered off to the game room after each giving me a kiss.

"Sorry Bear,"  Tommy said.

"You're forgiven,"  I said, "Now you boys play nice."

Part 3

I was on the bed with my folio pad with a list of things I needed to talk to Nikki about.

"Honey, what are your plans today? Anything special?"  I asked.

"Not really.  I am going to the tattoo parlor to get more work done, but other that that, nothing special right now. How about you?"

"I have no specific plans.  I have to pick up the kids after school, but otherwise I plan to make sure all is well in Nikkiland,"  I said, looking over at him as he primped himself in the mirror.  Every time I looked at him I felt like a groupie.  With millions of rock stars out there I totally fell for Nikki.

"Nik, we have had calls from VH1.  They are always trying to create some new show.  You weren't interested in doing any were you?  They are doing one about Danny Bonaducci.  He is falling back into his old ways supposedly. They are also doing another Surreal show and CC Deville is in that one.  Not to mention Vince's reality show."

"NO,"  he said emphatically.

"I didn't think so.  Too bad they don't have a format like that show you did a couple years ago about dead rockers."

"I know," he said, "Maybe if they ever came up with something hardcore."  Nikki was done primping, grabbed his keys and came over for a goodbye kiss.  "Mmm. Love you.  I'll see you later,"  he said.

"I love you.  Bye Babe."

Part 2

It was Monday morning and the kids were in school.  I was in our gym working out. There was a stereo and a TV and I had some Motley Crue playing.  One nice thing about our gym room is that when the doors are locked the windows frost up obscuring any outsider's view.

I was on the leg curl/leg extension machine. I was laying on my stomach and curling my legs towards my butt.  I was concentrating, visualizing with my eyes closed, hoping to keep my ass from migrating south, that I did not hear Nikki come in and lock the door.

One more, I told myself, holding it feeling the burn, when I could smell Nikki.  His body smelled clean and warm.  I slowly lowered my legs and unhooked them, then slowly opened my eyes.  Since I was still laying on my stomach, the first thing I saw was a pair of powerful thighs straddling the bench with a huge cock sticking straight out from a nest of black curls.  Nikki loved sex, pretty much at the drop of a hat.  Truth be told, so did I.

I slowly sat up, straddling the bench, then leaned over for my towel and water bottle and made a show of patting the sweat from my cleavage.  With my eyes closed and head tilted back provocatively, I said, "You think you can cum in here any time you want?"  I took a sip of water letting a few drops trickle down my chin, to disappear between my tits.  I looked back up into those intense, heart of Motley Crue eyes, and asked, "And what makes you think I want sex? What makes you think I am going to drop everything and service you?"  My pussy was wet, and not from sweat, and my nipples were hard and pebbled, poking through my work out top, tingling in anticipation.

Meanwhile Nikki, who knew I would say yes, since I never say no, was just slowly stroking his cock, dangling it right in front of my face.  he knew I loved giving head.  If possible it actually got bigger.

"Baby, I don't think ... I KNOW.  Now I think it is time to feed the birdie."

He stepped a bit closer, running a hand from my cheek to the back of my head and slowly guided his cock to my mouth. No longer able to hold out, I latched onto his dick like a baby bird to a worm.

I sucked.  He moaned.

He dug his fingers into my hair. I dug my fingernails into his ass cheeks.

I sucked, chewed, nibbled and deep-throated till he erupted into my mouth.

As Nikki relaxed, he looked down at me lovingly and said, "God, baby, you are amazing.  I love you."

"I love you too, Nikki."

The gym and the bedroom were connected by a huge bathroom equipped with a roman tub, sauna, and his and hers showers.  I wanted a shower and Nikki was going to help.  I took him by his manhood and said, "Cum with me."

Being a romantic, he just picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bathroom.  I just looked into his eyes and smiled.  He set me down and slowly undressed me, turned on the water and the two of us proceeded to get all soapy.  Nikki, being the wonderful, attentive husband that he was, soaped me from head to toe, paying close attention to the twins.

I moved under the spray to rinse off.  I noticed he was hard again, so I turned and whispered, "Baby, I need you.  I need to feel your cock inside me."

"Anything for you, Honey,"  he answered as he proceeded to lean me up against the shower wall, pulled one of my legs level with his hips and slipped easily into me.

"Baby, you are so hot ... oh fuck!"

Incoherently, I replied, "Oh God, Nikki, fuck me!"

While his cock pounded me, he ran his tongue in my mouth in rhythm to his fucking.  I kissed hard back.  A few minutes later, after due diligence on his part, I came, with him right behind me.  Nikki let go of my leg and I just stood there in the aftermath of my orgasm, resting my hands and forehead on his chest.  He rubbed his hands up and down my arms before hugging me.

"Let's get out and dry off."  He grabbed a couple of fluffy towels and we dried off and walked into the bedroom to get dressed.

The kids were due home soon.

Part 1

"HOOONNNEEEEEE!!! Where's my 'Fuck You' t-shirt?" Nikki yelled from the other room.

"I don't know, sweetheart. If it isn't in your closet or dresser, then I don't know," I yelled back from the kids's room.

"Don't you do the laundry?" He yelled, from somewhere in his cavernous closet.

"I do sugarplum,"  I replied somewhat sarcastically, "but if I can't find it, I can't wash it." I was walking toward the bedroom, when I heard an 'aarrggg' of frustration from him.  I walk into his closet and amongst a billion black t-shirts, I found the one he was looking for.  "There you go sweetie."

Chagrined, Nikki replied, "Thanks Honey."

"You're welcome,"  I said with a smile, patting him on the cheek.  I turned upon hearing a shrieking child.  I looked out into the hallway to see a boy streak by, followed by a pack of assorted pooches.

"Nikki JR! Stop running in the house! And take those dogs outside."

"OK Mom," was the reply fading in the distance of the huge house.

Mumbling to myself, "Before you know it, we'll be like the Osbornes, with dogs pooping everywhere."