Julie pulled into the driveway of the last known address of her friend Amanda. The last she knew, Amanda was living with AJ McLean from the Backstreet Boys.
Julie had had a secret crush on him ever since she met him and she envied Amanda because she had his love. She had known Amanda since the two were in high school and she knew for a fact that her was using AJ, but she never interfered with their relationship no matter how much she may have wanted to at times.
She put your car in park and getting out, she headed for the door. She rang the bell and stood there admiring the beautiful house that Amanda was living in. She never heard the door open.
"Hello there, what can I do for you?" a raspy voice asked, startling her. "Oh shit! You scared me!" Julie said while placing a hand over her heart and catching her breath. There in front of her stood the same man that she had envied Amanda over for almost three years now, kind of laughing at her with a pool stick in his hand.
"I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you like that." he said, watching her still holding her chest and trying to hide her embarrassment. "No, it was my fault for admiring your beautiful house and yard." Julie said. "Thank you. Is there something I can do for you?" AJ asked with an evil smile. "Oh God, I’m sorry. I’m Julie. I am looking for Amanda. This is the address she gave me about a year and a half ago." Julie explained.
"Yes, she did live here with me but we split up about eight months ago and I really couldn’t tell you where she is living now. I remember her telling me about you though. She said that you two have been friends for a long time." AJ replied. "Since high school." Julie told him.
"Well, come on in." AJ said, looking her up and down in her tight daisy duke cut-offs and her low cut half tank top. "Maybe I should be going. I can see that you were playing pool and I really need to find a hotel." Julie countered, looking at AJ as he took her hand and escorted her inside. "No, actually I was just messing around by myself, unless you would like to come up and play with me." he said, grinning at her and hoping she would catch his play in words.
He could feel himself getting hard just looking at her in those clothes. Julie smiled back at him, letting him know that she fully understood what he was implying. "I would love to, but I don’t really know that much about pool." she said, grinning as she stared into his eyes. "Well, I am just the person to teach you then, and I promise that I will make it fun and VERY interesting." AJ replied with a raised eyebrow as he took her hand once more, leading her upstairs to what he calls his Sinatra room.
"I call it that because I have alot of pictures of Frank on the walls." he explained to her once they both were in there. It also happened to be where the pool table was. "Here we are. We can share this stick, or if you want, there are more over there against the wall." AJ said as he racked the balls. "So Julie, you came here to see Amanda? She never wrote and told you where she moved to?"
"No, I haven’t gotten a letter from her in almost a year, so I was hoping that she still lived here so we could talk" Julie answered. "I racked, you can break." AJ told her, handing her the cue stick. "I'm really not good at this." Julie protested shyly, taking the stick. She leaned over the table, took aim, and missed the cue ball completely.
AJ grinned. Well, I can see you weren’t lying to me. Here, let me help you." he said as he came up behind her. Leaning his body over the top of Julie's, he snuggled down, putting his hand over her to show her how to hold the stick. As he was doing this, she felt him lean in a little close. He was leaning against her ass with the front of his body.
