Miranda Lambert is one of the biggest names in all of music, and so I considered myself fortunate that I even won the chance to meet her in person in the first place.
What I was most looking forward to as I waited in the meet and greet line after her show, of course, was the chance I would have to be close enough to her to try and work my way into some alone time with her.
"Hey Miranda...my name's John...I'm one of your biggest fans," I said to her as I introduced myself to her and tried not to get lost in her sparkling baby blue eyes as they stared back at me, Miranda signing my picture of her as I checked her out in her tight black pair of pants and tight little grey tank top.
"Here you go John...nice to meet you," she told me, trying to avert her eyes from the noticeable bulge I had in my pants, brushing the hair out of her face as she shyly smiled at me and motioned toward her bus, "and if you want to prove how big of a fan of mine you are later tonight, go wait over there, baby."
"Ms. Lambert would like to invite you onto her bus," a security guy told me as he led me in and locked the door behind him, telling me Miranda would be returning shortly.
"Oh good John, you made it," Miranda told me as she climbed into her bus, closing and locking the door behind her and smiling flirtatiously at me as she walked over to me, "I always like to give some of my biggest male fans a cheap thrill by spending some time alone with them. And the minute I saw you, I knew you were going to be the one I brought back here to have some fun with tonight."
'I'm probably stupid for asking this Miranda, but why do you do it? Isn't your marriage to Blake a happy one?" I asked her as she led me by the hand to the bed in the back of her bus, sitting down on the edge of it as she answered me.
"Let's just say that sometimes the tabloids are right," she whispers to me as she grabs me by the arm and locks her eyes on me, piercing me with her baby blues as she pulls me down on the bed with her.
"That's a shame Miranda," I told her as I looked her deep in the eyes and placed a hand on her thigh as I moved in for a kiss, "because if I was with someone like you, I would treat you like the queen you are every day of your life."
"UH," she moaned softy in my ear as I took the hand that was on her thigh and let it wander between her legs, pushing her gently down onto the bed as I pulled her shirt up over her head.
"I can stop any time you want me to Miranda baby," I whispered to her as I tugged at her pants and felt her lifting her hips to help me get them off of her, kissing the side of her neck as she pulled my shirt up over my head and struggled to free my dick.
"I don't usually let guys go all the way with me when I do this, but rumor is Blake's fucking my best friend behind my back," she whispered to me as I unhooked her bra and pulled her panties down as I kissed her neck again and started to work my way lower down her body.
"Then maybe you should let me help you get even with him," I softly whispered to her as I started to suck on her tits, her back arching as she shut her gorgeous baby blues and let me start having my way with her.
