It was the middle of another week and Angel found herself alone. Emi had been hired to shoot for a calendar and she had flown off to Aruba two days earlier. She contented herself by hanging out at the Ocean's Reef condo and hitting the clubs at night. Though she was staying busy, she was on the verge of getting a little bored.
She had just gotten out of bed and was pouring herself a tall OJ when the phone rang. To her delight, it was John, the owner of the condo.
"Hi Johnny, you've been away for too long. I never see you anymore," she said.
"I know baby, I miss you too. But listen, I gotta surprise for you. I scored some tickets from a new client for the biggest concert of the year. It's this weekend down in Puerto Rico. Are you interested? I'm going to fly into Miami on Friday and I'll pick you up," he told her.
"Are you kidding? I'd love to go. When will you be here?"
"My flight is in at noon. Tell you what, I'll send a car for you on Friday morning and we can meet at the airport."
"Fantastic!" Angel exclaimed.
"Oh, and Angel, we're going to be doing the whole backstage and after-party thing so be ready to rub elbows with some VIP's," he told her.
"Ooohhhh, VIP's. I'll bring my tiniest panties," she laughed.
They continued talking for a few more minutes and then said goodbye. Angel was lifted from her small case of boredom and went into her bedroom to pick out some outfits to bring along. She decided to give the diamond outfit a break in favor of several outfits that covered her more, but were exquisitely tight on her incredible body.
Friday came soon enough and as John had promised, a driver showed up to collect her for the ride to the airport. As usual, John had spared no expense and had sent a Rolls Royce limo for her complete with a stuffy British driver.
The limo ride took less than 30 minutes and it dropped her off in a special area that was usually used for visiting dignitaries from other countries to keep them away from the crowds. Angel was duly impressed. An airport agent guided her to a very elegant guest room where she was to wait for John to arrive. It was only several minutes later that he did arrive and greeted her with a big hug.
"Angel, I've missed you more than ever," he whispered to her.
"I've missed you to buddy. Did you bring your new boyfriend along?"
"Nope. Flying solo this weekend. I'm devoting myself to you for the whole weekend."
She smiled at him as they hugged again. While John was a gay man, the two of them had shared a very close friendship ever since they were in high school. John had been a senior when Angel was only a sophomore. He had tutored her through a math class for the entire year before he went off to college to become a lawyer. The year after he graduated, he had used some of his father's money to set himself up in a very, very successful entertainment law firm. He now represented some of the biggest names in Hollywood and in the Latin American film industry.
"Okay, enough hugging for now. We better move if we're going to get on our flight to San Juan."
The airport agent hustled them out onto a small cart and headed for their gate. They made it with minutes to spare and the American Airlines jet left right on time. When they landed, John had another Rolls waiting for them that drove them to the only 5-star hotel in San Juan. The concierge spotted them as soon as they walked in the front door and took them straight onto an elevator to the penthouse suite.
They spent the afternoon relaxing and had a small meal brought up to them so they could eat before the concert. Finally, as the sun started to go down, they each went to their rooms to get dressed. Being the man, John was out and ready first. Several minutes later, Angel appeared in the doorway. Though he was gay, John was still effected by the sight of her sometimes. This was one of those times.
Angel stood in the doorway and had put herself in a pose. She was wearing a very sheer white mini-dress that ended just inches below the sweet curve of her rear end. The contrast of her olive skin against the white of the dress was dazzling. Her hair was pulled back softly on each side and pinned with flowers on each side. As John eyes went down her slender legs, he saw the clear platform heels she was wearing that were at least 4 inches high. She had struck a pose in the doorway with one foot against each side of the bottom and her hands at each side at the top, making sort of an X with her body. With the bright light of the bedroom behind her, Angel's incredible body was outlined perfectly for John to see.
"Angel, why do you tease me like this? You know that men are my thing. You're simply incorrigible."
Angel almost doubled over with laughter as she walked over to him to take his hand.
"Oh John, I try, I try." she said as she led him to the door.
They rode in great style in yet another Rolls limo to the arena where the concert was to start in less than an hour. The driver went in a heavily guarded tunnel and dropped them at a VIP reception area. As usual, when Angel appeared out of the car, she instantly was the center of attention. A security guard led them to a room that was filled with people, all of them big rollers Angel realized.
"Would you like some champagne?" John asked her.
"Definitely. I'm gonna grab some munchies. You want some?" Angel replied.
"Oh dear god. Munchies. Angel, that is caviar over there, not munchies."
Just then, a small wave of applause started at the far end of the room and swept to the opposite side. Angel and John turned to see what was happening just as Jennifer Lopez appeared at the top of a small stairway. They both were impressed with her radiance and beauty. Jennifer was due out on stage in 5 minutes, but her appearance here was for the benefit of the investors who had put up the money for the concert.
She came down from the stairway and began to circulate through the room, saying hello's and giving hugs as she went. Angel was watching her the whole time, admiring Jennifer's soft latin beauty and her poise. Angel was impressed how totally at ease Jennifer was in the crowd of people.
"Hey, what happened to the champagne?" Angel teased John.
"Oh yes! Sorry, I got distracted."
Angel watched as he walked away towards a bar on the other side of the room. Standing there alone, she was slightly surprised when she felt a hand on her back. She turned and found herself looking into Jennifer's smiling face.
"Hello, I'm Jennifer. Thanks for coming to the party."
"Hi Jennifer, I'm Angel..."
Jennifer took Angel's hand, "I know who you are Angel. It was me that asked John to invite you."
