Jack Nicholson sat back in his chair on the private patio of Bungalow #6 at Pacific Views Inn & Cottages in Santa Barbara and took a long swig of beer as he watched Amanda Lewis licking barbecue sauce off her fingers. Amanda had ordered them a portion of Southwest-style Baby Back ribs for lunch and they had both relished the taste of nice, cold beers with the spicy-sweet flavor of the sauce.
Amanda was also continuing with their discussion of the successful season that the Los Angeles Lakers had been enjoying so far that year, it being Saturday, April 18, 1987, the last weekend before playoffs were to begin. She kept pausing to insert fingertips between her lips to suck the excess sauce from them. "But you know who... I think is the most... underrated player... on the team... this year?"
She stopped and looked at him with her right thumb still poised between her lips, waiting for him to indicate whether he was interested in her opinion or not. He raised his eyebrows indicating that he was waiting to hear her answer, wondering if she was as astute at judging talent on a basketball court as he felt he was.
"Byron Scott," she said confidently as she picked up her beer and drank her last few swallows.
Jack's eyes went wide and his eyebrows rose in admiration.
Damn... the girl has been paying attention...
He decided to see just how much of a basketball geek she was. "What makes you think he's underrated?"
"Well, for starters, he's not one of the highest paid players on the team, but his stats are right up there with Kareem's and Magic's and James Worthy's. I think he's like the third leading scorer so far this season and have you noticed how many three-pointers he's made this year?! I think only Michael Cooper has made more than him, but he's also attempted way more than Byron has, too! And his free throw average is better than anyone else's. I just think he's a more valuable player than some people give him credit for... that's all," Amanda finished self consciously when she realized she'd probably rattled off way more information than Jack was interested in hearing.
She was amazed when he nodded his head and his facial expression indicated that he was in agreement with her. Then she was blown away by what he said. "I'm impressed, Amanda. You've obviously been following the Lakers as closely as I have. I'm sure you know that I have season tickets to all the home games... How would you like to accompany me to tomorrow evening's game when we get back to L.A.?"
Jack couldn't help but grin widely and nod at the excited look that came over her face as she exclaimed, "Really, Jack? You mean it? Yes... I would love to go to the Lakers game with you!" Then he chuckled when she jumped up and ran around the table to grasp his face and plant a quick hard kiss on him.
Then he laughed when she realized she still had her napkin from wiping barbecue sauce off her fingers in her hand. She balled it up, took aim at the trashcan behind her chair on the patio and said, "Amanda Lewis going for the basket... she aims, she shoots..." She paused as she tossed the napkin squarely into the can. "She scores! And the crowd goes wild!" He laughed harder as she made crowd noises and went into a little "victory dance."
Jack's dick took notice as he watched her breasts bouncing in the little white string bikini top as her hips and ass gyrated provocatively in a circle. The white triangles of material barely covered her breasts, pussy and her firm, round ass cheeks... it just served to emphasize how hot her body was. Which reminded him...
He glanced over at the water bubbling away in the hot tub on the corner of the patio. He wiped his mouth and his fingers one last time, stood up and moved over behind Amanda and grasped her hips as he moved his in conjunction with hers. "Hey, sweet girl... I think the hot tub is probably warmed up now. What do ya say we have some good, clean fun while we relax in the nice, warm water... hmmm?!!!"
She leaned back into him, wriggling her ass against his semi-hard cock. "Mmm... that sounds good to me, Jack. But I think we should probably wash our hands and make sure we got all that sticky barbecue sauce off our fingers... don't you think?"
Jack laughed, low and throaty, as he turned her around to face him. "Oh, no, sweet girl... I have a much better way to clean our fingers..." he said sexily as he took her right hand in his left one and brought it up to his mouth. He took her thumb and licked it slowly until he got to the end and then sucked it into his mouth. At the same time he brought his right hand up in front of her mouth and stared hotly at her as she did the same thing, starting with his thumb.
They continued to stare intently at each other as they thoroughly licked and sucked each other's fingers clean. A few times they both groaned softly and closed their eyes as their tongues laved a particularly sensitive spot or when an erotic image was evoked. By the time they were done, Jack's dick was completely hard and Amanda's pussy was dampening her bikini bottoms.
Jack took Amanda's hand and led her to the edge of the hot tub. He stopped and unzipped his shorts and dropped them on the patio before stepping into the churning water. He turned and faced Amanda and raised one eyebrow, indicating to her that she was to be naked as well. He grinned wolfishly as she reached behind her and untied her bikini top and let it drop from her breasts and then pushed the tiny bottoms from her hips, letting them fall to her ankles. She took his hand as she stepped in with him.
They both sank down into the warm, bubbling water and positioned themselves next to each other in front of some of the massaging jets. They both uttered deep sighs as their bodies relaxed against the angled side of the tub.
"Mmm... I could easily get used to this!" Amanda muttered throatily as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the edge. Then she jerked slightly and gasped quietly when she felt Jack's hand slip down between her thighs and heard his voice in her right ear.
"Well, don't relax too much, sweet girl... I have plans for your hot body in this hot tub that have nothing to do with relaxation!" he growled sexily as his fingers stroked into her pussy when she automatically spread her thighs for his hand. Jack laughed softly and kissed her neck just below her ear as she moaned and squirmed her hips.
"Ohhhh, Jaaaack... that feels sooo good..." Amanda moaned as he circled her clit with his fingers.
He laughed softly again and said, "If you think this feels good, let me show you something that will really get you off!" Jack urged her to turn around on her knees and showed her how to widen them and place her crotch right in front of one of the water jets so that it was shooting directly at her clit. Amanda gasped and then groaned as she adjusted the distance between her pussy and the jet so that it was stimulating her clit with the just the right amount of pressure.
Jack moved up behind her and started rubbing his stiff cock on her pussy lips and massaging her breasts with his hands, squeezing her firm nipples with this thumbs and forefingers. Amanda was about to go insane again. She angled her hips back, positioning the head of his dick at her entrance and groaned, "Fuck me, Jack! Fuck me, now!"
Jack Nicholson growled as he reached down and grasped her hips and shoved his forward and up, burying his throbbing cock inside her once again. He ran his hands up her body and pulled her tightly up against him as he started to thrust into her. "Goddamn, Amanda... your greedy little cunt just can't seem to be satisfied enough! Just how many times will I have to fuck you before it will be enough for you?"
Amanda groaned, "I can never get enough of your cock, Jack! I wish you could fuck me all day and all night! Ahhh, GOD, Jaaaacckk... just keep fucking me... pleeeassse... Ohhhh, YEEEES!" she moaned as her hips bucked from an intense orgasm due to the stimulation of the water jet on her clit and his dick stroking her pussy.
