"John, are you crazy? I don't mind interviewing almost anyone you ask me to, but you know I hate that bitch!" Katie complained to me one day after work in the house we now lived in together, having just fucked when the subject of her interviewing Taylor Swift for the show came up.
"Katie, how can you hate her when you haven't even met her?" I asked her, trying to avoid what I feared was going to be our first big fight since we had been together, "she's one of the biggest stars in the world. Think of the exposure you'll get. Plus, I already set the meeting up for tomorrow."
"You're lucky we just fucked, or I wouldn't give into you so easily..." she whispered to me, calming down and agreeing to at least meet with her as we made out on my bed, "and for your information, I just don't like her. And you could've told me about it sooner, but I'll do it."
"That's my girl," I told her as she laid in my arms and started to cuddle with me, "but promise me you'll be on your best behavior Katie?"
"I promise..." she playfully pouted, slugging my arm and then giggling as she kissed me, both of us looking forward to how things might go the next day as we drifted off together.
When we arrived at work the next day, I wasn't sure what to expect, so I had made sure to close the set to the public in case a cat fight broke out, and I guess a part of me was hoping that maybe one would, especially since it involved two of the most desirable women in the world (and since one of them also happened to be my girlfriend).
"Okay, let's do this," Katie said to me as she came up from behind me and swatted my ass, spinning me around and kissing me as I looked her up and down in the tight white shirt and blue jean shorts she had chosen to wear.
"There's more where that came from when this is all over with..." I teased her, kissing her back until we had to break it up because of Taylor's arrival on set.
"I hate her..." Katie mumbled under her breath upon seeing her until I reminded her that she promised me she would be on her best behavior and walked away, wanting to see how she handled this by herself.
"Taylor...hi...nice to finally meet you," Katie said to her, noticeably gritting her teeth as Taylor walked up to her in a white dress and a red jacket, shaking Katie's hand as they were shown to my office by my assistant.
And all of that worked out well for about ten minutes, until I heard Katie calling Taylor a "dumb cunt" and calling out to me as she stormed out of the room.
"I can't do this John...I can't stand being in the same room with that stupid bitch," Katie told me as she batted her eyes and tried to get out of it.
"Katie, baby, you know I love you, but that's not gonna work this time," I told her as I led her back to the room and told her to work something out, giving them another hour to do so before I would be forced to call the whole thing off.
When the hour was up, I returned to my office expecting to hear Katie and Taylor having a knock-down, drag-out, hair-pulling fight, but what I heard instead was enough to make me instantly hard.
"YES...OHGOD...fuck me with your tongue Taylor..." I heard Katie moan, followed by Taylor telling Katie to "take it like the bitch you are" right as I walked in on them and saw Katie sitting on Taylor's face as she held Katie's thighs apart with her hands and drove her tongue into her pussy.
"OHGOD...fuck...hi John...OHGOD...keep licking you little bitch..." Katie hissed as she sat on Taylor's face, their clothes in a pile at the end of the couch as I started to lose mine and walked over to them.
"Looks like you two came to some sort of an understanding," I teased them as Taylor parted Katie's cunt lips with her tongue while Katie rode her face the way she usually rode my dick.
"MMM...AH...make me cum Taylor...OHGOD..." she moaned as Taylor darted her tongue into Katie's cunt, holding it there as Katie came for her, grinding her pussy down into Taylor's face as Taylor licked at her walls and drank down her cum.
"I didn't know you were so big into carpet-munching now Taylor," I teased her as Katie got off of her and came over to me, squeezing my dick.
"Who's the stud Katie?" Taylor asked her as she looked me up and down, Katie grabbing my arm and beginning to get defensive again.
"Back off you little bitch, he's mine," Katie replied, making out with me right in front of her until I reminded her of what usually goes on in my office when we have a visitor.
"Only for you," Katie told me as I walked over to Taylor and made out with her, laying down on the couch and telling her to sit on my face as Katie crawled between my legs and wrapped her lips around my dick.
"FUCK...I love the feeling of your lips on my dick Katie..." I hissed as I parted Taylor's thighs with my hands and slid my tongue up into her tight, slutty pussy, Taylor throwing her head back and immediately beginning to ride my face as I ate away at her cunt.
"UH...fuck...suck it Katie..." I moaned from around Taylor's fuckhole as I darted my tongue in and out of her, her breathing already becoming ragged from how turned on she already was from having eaten Katie out earlier.
"OHGOD...your man has quite the fucking talented tongue Katie...FUCK YES..." Taylor moaned as I grabbed her hips and ground her pussy into my face, her eyes rolling into her head as Katie began to deep-throat my dick.
"FUCK...deep-throat me Katie baby...I want to fucking cum down your throat right as Taylor cums for me," I whispered to her as Taylor ground her pussy into my face again and threw her head back, her hands pushing into my face as she exploded all over my tongue, moaning my name at the top of her lungs as Katie held my dick in her hands and let me jerk my hips into her face as I came down her throat.
"MMM...OHGOD...swallowing your load makes me so horny..." Katie whispered after she drank down my cum, kissing her way up my body as I drank down the rest of Taylor's juices.
