The recent success of Jana Kramer's song "I Got the Boy" had caused her to do a lot of reminiscing lately.
Too many that are fans of her or the song, it is no secret that the song is about a past love of hers that she wasn't quite able to make things work out with.
What many don't know is that the song also has a sexual meeting to her, as Jana had always been able to have any guy she wanted for as long as she could remember.
And I was the exception, which is how the song came to be.
So after the song was released, and the story behind the song (or at least the one Jana was willing to tell), started being told, I figured it was only a matter of time before she came calling to try and fix the problem she lives with every day.
"You know you're the only guy I've ever wanted to sleep with that I never got into bed with me right? That's not easy for someone like me to take, you know," she told me one night when she contacted me by e-mail, the conversation we were having quickly taking us back to old times as we picked up by phone where we had left off by e-mail.
"I was young and dumb back then Jana. But even if I wanted to help you correct that now, we both know that you are married and off-limits for me," I told her when she called me up wanting to set up a time to meet with me, which only proved to frustrate Jana even more.
"I admire the way you play "hard to get" with me John. But let's not beat around the bush. You have a hot, sexy country star begging you to have sex with her, so you'd be foolish one if you turned me down this time around," Jana told me as she turned up the heat, knowing she had me right where she wanted me by the time we hung up the phone and said goodbye to each other.
A few nights later, when the night came that we had agreed to meet up, I still had plans to play hard to get, but after I took one look at the way Jana was dressed when I opened my door and saw her standing on the other side of it, those plans went out the door.
"GOD DAMN Jana..." I whispered as I saw her standing there in a white "Route 66" t-shirt and a tight black leather pair of shorts, trying to pick my jaw up off the floor as I let her in.
"I knew this would make a good impression on you John. We hadn't talked in almost ten years before I decided to seek you out when the song hit it big. But I always have known what you like," she told me as she had a seat on the couch in my living room, declining my invitation to bring her something to drink.
"I'd rather just talk," she told me as I sat on the couch next to her and started reminiscing on some old times again, both of us wondering by the end of the conversation why it was that we had never hooked up.
"I was so, so stupid Jana. Young and dumb is never a good mix," I told her as I leaned into kiss her, the hour or so we had spent talking finally resulting in me giving in and making a move on her.
"MMM...kiss me boy...I want the man now..." she hissed as we started swapping spit, Jana's wedding ring shining on her finger and lighting up the room as it caught the light just right.
"You know John...if you had hooked up with me back then, you'd probably be the one married to me right now," she whispered as she pushed me down onto the couch, climbing on top of me as I pulled off her shirt and started sliding her shorts down.
"Guess I'll just have to settle for this then," I teased her as she tugged at my shorts, pulling them down as her other hand pulled off my shirt.
"I know just how we need to begin things," she whispered as she crawled between my legs and wrapped her hands around my dick, stroking it a few times before wrapping her mouth around and starting to suck me off as I laid on the couch.
"FUCK...those lips sure do feel good on my dick Jana baby..." I hissed, giving in and finally letting her do whatever she wanted to me as she started vigorously sucking my dick, her hands stroking the base of it as she took more and more of it into her mouth.
