Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work.
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Miami, Florida
The private plane had touched down back in Miami a mere three hours ago, making a landing before the afternoon had rolled through. The summer heat was already pouring in by the time Jennifer Lopez and Tony Diaz stepped off the flight of stairs to make a subtle exit from their private hangar. Paparazzi photographers were already stationed in the distance, ready to snap photos of the two lovers coming back into town. None of this phased Tony whatsoever, as he had found a bit of humor in being labeled 'Mr. JLo'. The bright sun had nearly blinded him while stepping outside the plane's door, followed behind Jennifer who couldn't wait to leave. An envoy of security awaited him and Jennifer with big black Mercedes Benz cars. Bodyguards took care of their luggage and then it was time to go back home and unwind.
There was no place like home for Tony. While the plane ride was short from New York back to Miami, he couldn't sleep there. Instead, he sat across from Jennifer as they handled a bit of their business. She got up to wander around the private jet, talking with her agent and a few assistants over the phone regarding business matters. Tony on the other hand was waiting until they had reached home before he got back in his office and began attending to matters regarding his night club. He felt the place had been left in good hands for the past week with his son Antonio. All he had to do was make a few phone calls once he was ready, informing management that he was back and would be at the club the next night. It was better to get back to work, rather than getting too comfortable at home.
The paparazzi cameras followed their cars before the black Mercedes Benz split up and shuffled through the many cars in traffic to lose the unwanted followers. For Jennifer, she had to retreat back to her Star Island mansion and take care of things. Tony didn't bother with her when it came to personal matters that required her attention. He went straight back to his yacht boat and it was time to finally get a good session of sleep. While he enjoyed his time in the Hamptons with her, there was a certain sense of comfort he only felt was obtained from sleeping in his own bed. Tony had similar problems when he stayed nights at Jennifer's other mansion in town. Checking in with his bodyguards and other personnel on the yacht, Tony made one look at notes that had been left for him and then he went and took a shower before preparing for a nap.
Coming home, he felt as if he had been away from the world for longer than a week. All of his usual thoughts came rushing back to him after Jennifer was out of his company. There was still the matter with his brother Steven who had been missing for months now. No update had been left whatsoever. As for his son Antonio, Tony made one call back at the club only to make sure the young man was checking in and doing his job in his absence. Those were the bare necessities of such news Tony was worried about. What was printed in gossip magazines and other tabloid rags was of no concern, as he would wait and take a laugh at those papers another time. At least for now, he was ready to crash in his bed and enjoy a good rest in his own home. After a quick shower, he went to bed in nothing more than a black silky robe and underwear.
Tony wouldn't have guessed that he would sleep for several hours before waking up at night. It was a Monday evening, making Tuesday his first day back at the club to start the work schedule of the week. Leaning up from the bed, he looked over at the digital clock at the right side night stand and had to do a double take. The time read 7:12, but it wasn't morning for him. Jumping up out of bed, he grabbed his robe and went to slide it over his body while brushing his hair with his free hand. Tony leaned over the night stand to grab his phone and see if he had any missed calls or text messages, but it was nothing. While stepping around the master bedroom cabin, he could hear foot steps down the hall and then he noticed the bedroom door had been left open. That was enough to alert him, still stumping through a slumber daze. Tony was still somewhat asleep as he walked to the doorway, nearly tripping over his own feet.
"Oh, you're finally up now, huh?"
Jennifer's voice called out from down the hall. As Tony gazed up he was greeted to her smiling face. Her long brunette hair carefully fixed up in a ponytail and showing off a set of gold hoop ear rings. She wore a white robe covering her bikini clad body with neon yellow as her choice of color. Tony couldn't help but smile, as he wasn't expecting to wake up to Jennifer like this.
"I thought you had to go back to your place and take care of things?"
She smiled, walking up to him and kissing his cheek.
"I did, but that was earlier. I've been waiting on you to wake up for hours so we can spend some time together."
Taking his hand, Jennifer pulled him closer. She guided Tony down the hall of the cabins while speaking aloud to him.
"Come on, I can have dinner prepared for us and then we can sit down and talk."
Still waking up, Tony almost shook off her suggestion. It wasn't like they had been neglecting each other from spending time together in the past week. One thing he couldn't deny was his appetite, after skipping a meal due to the flight. Just waking up, he had yet to enter the bathroom or let alone brush his teeth yet. He pulled away from her, giggling to himself.
"I think you need to wait and let me get dressed. I can't just eat dinner in nothing but a robe."
Jennifer laughed at him.
"So what? Don't you see what I'm wearing? But that's fine by me. Go get dressed, lover man. I'll see you upstairs."
Turning her back to him, she allowed her thin white robe to fall from her body. Jennifer stood there for a moment, revealing her thick muscular legs and world famous ass. She knew where his eyes would be and for a moment, Tony just stood there and watched as those plump ass cheeks clapped together, rubbing back and forth with each full step she made. The bikini bottom piece was in a thong shape, most of it sucked up between the crack of her amazing ass. He bit down on his lower lip, watching that sight before turning around and heading back into his bedroom cabin. The least he could do was put on a plain shirt and perhaps some shorts before joining Jennifer for dinner. Tomorrow night they wouldn't have this opportunity, as he would be back at work.
