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Author's note: So, I did originally write this story with Bieber in mind but as I wrote it, the boner got less and less so the boyfriend is simply called 'boyfriend' if you want to imagine it is Bieber then go right ahead! I'm just an author, not a warden or whatever.
Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Facial, Videotaping, Cuckolding
Celebrity: Selena Gomez
Looking at the screen of my phone, I idly thumbed away at the crappy little cell game that I had downloaded as a means to keep me entertained for the times where I would be stuck outside of the airport waiting for my clients to either fly in or just plain old get ready to go. Some people would have delayed flights, others would want to settle in a little bit before I would be allowed to take them home. Looking at the dashboard clock, I double checked the time on my print off sheets and quickly made my way out of the hired car and towards the arrivals area.
I knew exactly who I was looking for.
Exposing the white board sign that had been provided by my company, I stood to the side of the arrivals lounge, my baby blues roaming over the arrival of people who were flooding into the main area. Looking through the sea of people, I could spot the two people I needed to grab and the smaller woman, Selena Gomez, spotted me as well and offered me a polite, small wave. It was then her boyfriend, who had been staring at his phone seemed to bat her hand away, shaking his head while they walked forward to me.
"Hi!" The pint sized pop star said with a warm smile. Her boyfriend however, just shoved his bags into my waiting arms and walked straight out of the airport, leaving his girlfriend, and me, to follow him. "I..." Selena started but simply shook her head as we both made our way out to the waiting car, a midnight black one with matching windows and literally everything about it was to suggest that this was for celebrities and a few people were already snapping photos of the two as we made our way to it. Her boyfriend looked up at me and clicked his fingers expectantly.
"Come on, let's get this thing going."
"Hey! Don't talk to him like that."
"Babe, it's only staff. It's not like he's us!" He said with a roll of his eyes, getting into the back of the car, his eyes not leaving the screen of the phone.
"Give me fucking strength."
Selena bit down on her bottom lip again, shook her head and walked towards the back of the car with me as we slipped the luggage inside of the car's trunk. The trunk popped open and we each packed away out bags, it was then that Selena placed her hand on mine gently. "I'm really sorry, I'd say we had a long flight but sometimes he's just an asshole." She offered with a sympathetic smile, Selena looked at the back of the head of her boyfriend before shaking her head again and then coming back to join him.
Slipping into the front seat, having closed the door for Miss Gomez once she had gotten inside of the car, I quickly flicked my turn signal and the car pulled out into the steady stream of traffic that was leaving LAX. As I sat behind the wheels, my thumbs beating against the inside of the wheel in a steady, if slightly erratic pattern. My eyes flicked up to the rear view mirror to check the traffic behind us but as I did, I managed to catch sight of the two passengers speaking to one another in very hushed but also very aggressive motions. Selena seemed to be in charge of the argument, her hands both gesturing at the front of the car where I sat.
As tempting as it was to just roll the divider up and leave them to scream at each other, the controls for the divider were actually on the side of the passengers. That was another silly idea by my company's head office, it was a means to ensure that our passengers never felt like they were being neglected by the company. A clever idea I suppose but looking at it objectively, it just felt like a dumb idea. Giving the rear view one more look, Selena seemed to have hush shouted her boyfriend into submission who was now looking out of the window with a glum face on, Selena meanwhile, was still hush shouting at him. As her face turned towards me, I quickly moved back to look at the road and do my best to not think about what had just happened.