Disclaimer
Please note that this story is a work of fiction, nothing that happens or is said in this story occurred in real life. Any similarities to real life events is purely coincidental. The celebrities featured act as fictional characters and their behaviours follow suit.
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A Swift Getaway
Starring Taylor Swift
Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Public
The plane flew low over the water as it headed towards the private resort with the few exclusive clients resting comfortably. The six-hour flight to the Caribbean had been calm but the transfer had gotten rocky, so much so the attractive blonde next to me had accidentally grabbed my hand a few times as she went for the arm rest.
Of course; I knew who she was. Taylor Swift was one of the most famous faces on the planet and the singer wouldn't need to introduce herself to anyone. However, she didn't seem her usual confident self on the flight. Plenty of nervous fidgeting and holding the rests at the turbulence, it did seem like something was bothering her, but I wasn't the type of person to ask. I looked out of the window and could see the small runway up ahead. At least this air travel would soon be over.
"Only a few more minutes and we'll be back on land. No more turbulence." I said with a smile, not expecting a response.
"Good, this flight has gone right through me. And I need this break."
"Plenty of journalists and paparazzi bothering you?"
"Journalists, paparazzi, executives, managers; who doesn't annoy me? Thank God this place has a private beach."
"Just make sure you choose the right one. They serve good seafood too." I said as I put up my tray upon the stewardess request.
"The right one? There's two?"
"Yeah, you've got Cove which is the private beach with an inbuilt wave machine and there's Eclipse. That's more private." I replied, not wanting to reveal too much.
"And what makes Eclipse more private than a private beach?"
"It's for Gold plus resort members and a swimsuit is not required. Well, more frowned upon than anything."
"That sounds like the voice of experience, doesn't it? Who are you and why have you been there before?" She asked as she turned in her seat to face me.
"Well my name is Hartley and I work for a law firm in Chicago. My firm send me here after big cases; kind of as an extra incentive for my stellar performances. And stellar results. They also like to let the fuss die down before starting me on my next case. I'm not on your level but I'm also here to get away from the press coverage."
"So...you defend criminals?"
"I defend accused individuals. They're only criminals if I lose."
"That sounds like something a slimy lawyer would say." Taylor replied as she took another sip of her whiskey, the glass almost empty.
I shrugged and grinned before looking out of the window and could see we had touched down onto the ground; the plane slowly making its way to the small air terminal. Taylor had already unbuckled her seat belt and finished her whiskey as I turned around, her hand pointing at me.
"I guess I will see you at the resort then. What colour is your band?" Taylor said as she entered the aisle.
"Gold."
"Guess I'll see you on Eclipse then." Taylor said with a wink as she left the plane.
*** Two Days Later ***
Despite the conversation we had on the plane, I hadn't seen Taylor since we arrived. It wasn't that surprising considering the size of the resort, but I was a little disappointed. I had a good time chatting with the blonde and hoped to see more of her during that stay. Instead I relaxed by the pool reading books on my Kindle. I considered the beaches but decided against it for the time being, they usually got full in the first few days.
As I finished the final page of one book, I felt someone slide their finger along my shoulder blades. I looked up and my breath was taken away; Taylor stood in a small polka dot bikini with a pair of MVMT shades on. Her hair was in a ponytail and a ruby red shade of lipstick complimenting her smile. I looked up and down her body to see those famous smooth legs and the cut of her bikini bottoms making it obvious she was shaved smooth.
"Stand up then." Taylor said.
I listened to her and stood in front of her. She smiled as she checked me out, my own body covered in only a small pair of boarding shorts, so my entire upper body uncovered. She smirked with approval before walking around and settling down on the lounger next to me. I got the opportunity to check out her ass as she passed and saw the bikini bottoms cut into a thong, she must have become comfortable with the privacy of the resort to be so daring.
"I was hoping we'd see each other again." Taylor said as she settled down on the lounger.
"I've been around." I replied, trying to keep it cool. "The beach gets busy so I thought I'd have more space here."
"I can see" Taylor said as she looked around the near empty pool area. "I could probably suck your dick right here and no one would probably notice."
I looked at the singer and raised an eyebrow.