I fixed myself up from having sex with Jordan Knight and left his dressing room. I guess I was mixed up on where I was because instead of going out to the main area, I walked down the hallway. The next door was open and when I looked in, I saw Jonathan. I never really found him to be as cute and sexy as the others, but his smile made me blush.
"Hi."
Oh, my God he said "Hi" to me. I started breathing faster. I had totally forgotten what had just happened with Jordan. Right now, Jonathan Knight was talking to me. He looked puzzled and I realized I hadn't answered.
"I'm your biggest fan." I blurted out those words. I was staring at his crotch. What was wrong with me? I was thinking about having sex with him. There was no way he was going to have sex with me. I was short and petite and had brown hair. All the famous singers had blonde haired girlfriends.
"What's your favorite song sweetie?
I thought hard and long. I didn't want him singing Cover Girl.
"I'll be loving you forever." I blurted out the words and realized they had sung that song at the concert. He hadn't been the lead singer for that song, but I knew they knew all the words to all their songs.
"I love that song. Come here and I'll sing it to you."
I practically ran into his lap. I straddled his hips and knew that my jean skirt was sliding up my hips. I had worn a similar jean skirt when I had first started listened to their music and wanted to reminisce about when I was fourteen again. Had it really been fifteen years ago that they had put out their last album?
"I'm not the kind of guy who can take a broken heart." Jonathan started singing to me and I couldn't help but rock back and forth against his crotch. I felt his hardness and knew that I was making him hard. I grinned. The fact that I had just fucked another member of the band had made me hornier. I reached down and undid his pants. He was wearing tight black jeans and that turned me on so much. His cock was throbbing and I began to jerk it hard and fast.