Getting engaged was supposed to be the best time of Cassadee Pope's life, but instead, she found herself having increasingly heated arguments with her now fiancé.
"DAMMIT RYAN! WHY DO YOU ALWAYS DO THIS! YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU AND THAT'S JUST FOR SHOW!" Cassadee yells at him on the phone one night, word having gotten back to him that she had yet again been flirtatious with several of her male fans at her last show.
But this fight seemed even more brutal than all the ones before, and it left Cassadee with a bitter taste in her mouth as she went down the road to her next tour stop.
And it also left her with a strong desire to get even with him, even though she knew it would be wrong, and even more so now that she wore his ring on her finger.
"You know what? Every male fan at my show tonight would kill for the chance to have sex with me. Maybe I should give one of them that chance tonight," Cassadee told herself as she twisted her engagement ring around on her finger, looking in the mirror of her dressing room and wrestling with the thoughts of infidelity she had racing through her mind.
As she continued to wrestle with those thoughts, her phone went off with an apologetic text message from her fiancé, which brought nothing but a frustrated sigh from Cassadee since she had been in this cycle for a while now.
"Oh Ryan. Always apologizing to me with your tail between your legs. Well I'm not gonna have it this time. Besides, maybe whoever I find to have a little fun with tonight will be able to make me feel so good I don't have to fake it with them like I always have to with you," she told herself as she looked at herself in the mirror of her dressing room.
"Someone's getting lucky tonight. And I'm gonna film myself having sex with them so I can really make Ryan jealous," Cassadee told herself as she looked herself up and down in the black leather mini skirt with the zipper in front that she was wearing, giving her tits a squeeze as slipped a tiny, tight white t-shirt with "New York City" on it over them, going braless and smiling as the shirt rode halfway up her tight stomach.
"One good breeze and every guy in this place is gonna see my tits in all their glory," Cassadee told herself happily as she rushed off to go on stage, a fire growing between her legs at how slutty she was going to look.
"Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Cassadee Pope!" the guy introducing her to the stage said as she came onto it, immediately hearing the cat calls and come-on lines from the guys in the crowd as she started to perform.
"And I love you, too!" Cassadee shouted in the direction of a hot guy near the left side of the stage who kept shouting "I love you" to her, his seeming infatuation with her turning her on to no end as she smiled and winked at him.
There were other guys who made the same comments to Cassadee, but her choice had already been made, so she had security usher the guy backstage near the end of her show, having him wait by her dressing room door for her to finish her meet and greet.
"But I don't understand. Why does she want me here and not at the meet and greet?" the guy, named Samuel, told her team, not really getting the answer he wanted but choosing not to make an issue of it for fear it would cost him his chance to meet her.
"Hey there cutie. What was your name again?" Cassadee asked him as she came up to him about a half hour later after her meet and greet was over with, Samuel unable to stop from staring at her legs in the mini skirt she was still wearing.
"C-Cassadee. H-hi... " he stumbled as he greeted her, his head filled with thoughts of pulling down her zipper and fucking her till she screamed for his cum.
"Aw, how sweet. You lost your tongue around me... " Cassadee teased him as she invited him to come to her bus with her, wanting to get him alone with her in order to put the rest of her plan in place.
"So how does it feel to be all alone on my bus with me?" Cassadee asked him, his shyness around her making her want to fuck him all the more as she crossed her legs and then uncrossed them, giving him a look at her panties and the wet spot forming on them.
"I'm sorry for asking this Cassadee, but I know you're engaged and all now, so what's this about?" he asked her, looking around nervously as she invited him to sit down on the plush leather couch on her bus.
"Well Sammy baby... my fiancé is insanely jealous, and tonight I'm going to give him reason to be. And maybe I'll actually get off for once in my life," she told him as she kissed him, surprising even herself with how forward she was being with this guy she had just met as she playfully pushed him down on the couch, taking out her phone and making sure it was recording before she started fooling around with him.
"I'll do my best Cass... " he whispered as he started kissing her back, one of his hands running over her smooth, flat, tight stomach and making him audibly groan as his other hand tugged at her zipper.
"Yeah. My stomach is often said to be my best feature. At least of the ones everyone can see... " she teased him as the mini skirt balled up at her feet, the hand that had been running over her stomach pulling her shirt over her head and leaving her in nothing but her panties as they started making out.
"I want to fuck you so hard Cassadee... " he whispered to her as they rolled around on the couch undressing each other, landing on top of her and pinning her arms over her head as he looked her in the eyes and slid her engagement ring off of her finger.
