The rendezvous with Brooke and Ashley was a memory now, and a good one at that.
Chris and I applied ourselves to Tigress' performance at the Miami Film Fest. The show went off as expected. We'd seen it enough times by now to know when our best chance for photos would be. For better or worse, that's how these shows went. The set list was always the same. It was up to us to mix things up photo-wise. But the girls were always good to us, and the festival was good to them. The show ended well after midnight, and with it the festival itself.
We grabbed a drink backstage and rolled off a few more shots before calling it a night. Our plans were for a departure back to LA in the morning. We packed up our gear and headed back to the hotel. Not long after I got in, my cell rang.
"Hey, change of plans." Chris said "Chuck got me a seat on their jet back home, do you wanna leave now with me or go home in the morning on the regular flight?"
"Geez, I'm really beat. I'll stick with the regular flight. Can you take the gear with you?" I replied.
"You got it, I'll be over in a bit."
Chris showed up a few minutes later, grabbed our gear and said he'd see me in LA.
I was asleep before I hit the pillow.
That morning I was getting in my last meal at the breakfast buffet when I received a note at my table that my car was waiting for me.
"My car? What car?" I asked.
"There's a car waiting for you outside, sir." The hotel rep said.
"Oh-kay, I'll be right there." I replied with apprehension.
I grabbed my carry-on bag and followed the man to the main lobby. But we were bypassing the front desk.
"Uh, don't I need to checkout or anything?" I was confused by this sudden change.
"Everything's been taken care of, sir. This way please." The coolly efficient bellman said.
I followed him outside to a large black Lincoln limo, all the while wondering who sprung for this as airport transportation. Tigress' record company? Could it be Chris? That was very unlikely. He'd spring for drinks and meals, but limos? No way! Not unless he was guaranteed as a passenger.
I got my answer when the door was opened and I looked inside.
"Hey, 'Hollywood'. Wanna go for a ride?"
Once again, Paris Hilton had surprised me.
And once again, I was very surprised.
She was wearing a stylish white sun dress, and espadrille shoes. Her blonde hair shimmered, even in the dim light of the Lincoln's interior. Every detail had been taken care of, as usual.
I climbed in, chuckling at how this lady keeps getting the upper hand with me. She was much craftier than I ever imagined.
I gave her a quick kiss and the limo pulled away.
"So what brings you here?" I asked.
"You, of course." She said in that sweet tone. "I told you I'd call you, I just didn't say how I'd call you." And she giggled a little, her smile was luminous, as usual.
"Is this your way of seeing me off?" I asked.
"Well, not exactly. See, we're not going to the airport." She began.
"But I've got a plane back to LA." I said
"And you will be going back." She continued "Just not today."
"Huh?"
"We're going to my place first." She said with a smile.
"Uh, where's that?" I asked as I saw the signs for the A1A highway entrance.
"Palm Beach. I think you deserve a break after all this." She said
"Palm Beach! Wait a minute! Chris left last night, he's expecting me back home-" I said exasperated.
"And you'll get there." She said in a reassuring tone. "I already called him, he's cool with everything. Especially since he'll be doing some more photos for me. I told you how good a job he did and you said-"
"He'd love the work." Remembering our last meeting in Vegas. "OK, OK I get it. But this is just so.."
"Unexpected?" she said
"Yes!" I said
"That's the whole point. I believe you also said that meeting unexpectedly.."
"..Was more fun. Oh, brother." I finished. My own words were being held against me. I realized she had me exactly where she wanted me. And to add insult to injury, she was laughing at my reactions.
I looked at her as she smiled a very crafty smile.
"OK, here's something else I said once." I began, with mock authority.
"Yes?" she said with a giggle in her voice.
"You are a crafty one Ms. Hilton." I smiled
We both laughed and kissed one another.
Paris explained that we'd be driving to the family compound in Palm Beach for "a day or two" as she said. It would be a long drive, hence the limo. Fully stocked with goodies for both of us.
She opened up bottles of orange juice and gave me a donut.
"So, what should I expect? I've never been to a compound before." I asked.
"Well, you can see how the other half lives." She replied.
"Geez, I've seen that in Vegas." I said.
"OK, let's see. There's a big house, private beach, a great pool." She explained wearily before leaning in close to me "and no one there but you and me." She said in a soft and sexy voice as she kissed me.
I knew this was gonna be one ride I'd never forget!
"And I have another surprise for you." She said sweetly.
"Oh?" I replied.
And she pulled up her dress slightly to reveal she had no underwear on, she smiled very sexily at my reaction.
"That is a surprise." I said now leaning in towards her. "and a nice one at that."
She giggled as we kissed much deeper now.
My hand immediately went for her pussy, getting it ready for me.
Once I felt it soft and warm to my touch, my head went under the dress and eagerly kissed her ultra-smooth love nest.
She gasped like I'd never heard before and was clearly surprised how I got down to business, fast.
I shoved my tongue right in there and felt her get wetter by the second. She tasted so sweet. She finally regained enough control to pull my head out.
"It's a long ride to the house, let's make the most of it." She said as she kicked off her shoes. She reached for my polo shirt and pulled it over my head. I worked on getting my jeans off (not as easy to do as you'd think in a moving car) while Paris slipped out of her dress, wow did she look great! We were totally naked now and groping one another like never before. It was so erotic knowing that there were cars passing by us unaware of the activity going on in our limo.
"You sit here, baby." She directed "it's my turn now."
She moved to one of the other seats facing me, spread her legs and began rubbing her pussy.
"Oh, this is nice." She said in a sexy voice as the limo silently hummed along the highway. "I feel so wet now."
She reached for a strawberry and slowly began to eat it, letting the juices drip onto her tits.
