Author's Note:
I am resubmitting Chapter 7 of this series because something went wrong the last time and some story that was NOT mine showed up under my title... no clue how that happened!!! Hopefully, it will come through correctly this time...
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"Oh, my God! You're Jack Nicholson!" exclaimed the receptionist in the spa at Pacific Views Inn of Santa Barbara when he and Amanda Lewis walked in just before their scheduled four o'clock massages.
Jack removed his sunglasses and grinned engagingly at the young woman. "Yes, I am, but I'd appreciate it if you not let word get around that I'm here. I like the chance to be able to relax wherever I'm staying without having the damn paparazzi following me around! So... if you'll work with me on this, I'll be sure to recommend this place to my friends as somewhere to get away and relax because you know how to be discreet. Is it a deal?"
The receptionist nodded her head quickly. "Yes... of course, Mr. Nicholson. I believe we have a room all ready for you and your... companion. Please... follow me."
She led them down a hallway and into a room that had two massage tables set up. The outside wall was mostly glass and had a lovely view of the beautifully landscaped pool area, which the receptionist blocked when she closed the vertical blinds to give them privacy. She showed them the changing screens and told them to disrobe and wrap the sheets that were draped over the screens around their bodies and that the massage therapists would be with them shortly. She closed the door on her way out.
Jack walked over to one of the screens and grabbed the sheet draped on it and took Amanda's hand and walked with her behind the other screen. She stood still as he untied the sarong from around her hips and then reached up to untie her bikini top and pull it away from her breasts. Then he reached down and untied the strings of her bottoms at her hips and stood back to watch the flimsy piece of material drop to the floor between her legs. His eyes slowly wandered back up her long legs, lingered on her delectable pussy for a few moments and then up to her full, firm breasts as his lips spread in his wide wolfish grin.
Amanda moved her hands to Jack's shirt and slowly started to unbutton it, keeping her eyes glued to his torso as it was revealed. She'd glanced into his sexy hazel eyes and saw the deep passion smoldering in them and it started an ache in the pit of her stomach... her soul was in terrible danger of being completely lost to him. He knew she loved him... and now he was acting like he wanted her to prove it to him and to show him how much...
"Amanda... look at me," Jack commanded quietly when she hesitated with her hands on the snap of his shorts. She slowly lifted her eyes to his. He took her right hand and moved it down the front of his shorts to where his hard cock was once again straining to be freed. "It's only been fifteen minutes since we made love and I'm already hard again... for you. This is all for you, sweet girl..." he muttered sexily in his low, gravelly voice as he rubbed her hand up and down, pressing it against his stiff member through his shorts.
He couldn't help but grin wider at the look of utter desire in her eyes. His grin faded as she continued to stare at him when she yanked the snap on his shorts and slowly lowered the zipper. He hissed in a breath when she stuck her left in and grasped his dick, holding it firmly and pumping her hand up and down a few times while she pushed his shorts from his hips, letting them fall to his ankles. Then he moaned softly at what she said.
Amanda kept her left hand gripping and stroking his cock as she leaned forward and put her lips on his left ear. She whispered hotly, "What are we going to do about this, Jack? This is one muscle that I'm not about to let the massage therapist get her hands on!"
He chuckled and then said seductively, "What do you want to do about it, sweet girl? It's all for you... you tell me what you want..."
Oh, no... you tell me what you want...
Amanda reached down with her right hand and took his left one and moved it to her pussy, sliding his fingers into her wet flesh. Jack moaned again, low and throaty, as his fingers sought to delve further up inside her. "That's all for you, too, Jack... but you've known that from the beginning. I want you every bit as much as you want me... So... now what do we do?"
"I guess we'll just do this..." Jack groaned as he backed her up against the wall behind her, reaching down with his right hand to lift her left thigh and spread her open. At the same moment, Amanda pulled his cock to her with her left hand, positioning it at her pussy and moved her hand away so he could thrust inside her as they both moaned loudly.
He paused as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her left leg around him while he kept his right arm supporting her left thigh at his waist as his left hand stroked up and down the side of her body. He leaned his head toward her and parted her lips to kiss her deeply as he began moving slowly inside her, both of them moaning softly with each slow, deep thrust.
As their passion and desire mounted, his thrusts became faster and harder, their mouths sliding apart as Jack pressed his body against hers while his hips continued to force his dick into her as deeply as possible. Her hot, wet, tight cunt had him wishing that he could keep fucking her forever... Unfortunately, as good as it felt, it also made him unable to hold off his orgasms... Luckily, he didn't need to do so for Amanda's sake...
He felt her pussy squeeze his shaft just as he climaxed and their mutually pleasurable moans echoed off the walls... just as there was a knock and the door to the room opened. They were behind a changing screen, which hid them from view, so it wasn't immediately apparent what was going on until the person who was entering heard their moans.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Nicholson! Are you ready for... Oh... geez... Ummm... I'm sorry. I'll come back in a min... oh... poor choice of words... Uh... excuse me! I'll be outside! You guys just let me know when you're... umm... done..."
The young male massage therapist quickly closed the door again and leaned up against the wall with his hand over his mouth trying to stifle his laughter. His face was bright red from embarrassment, but he couldn't help finding it amusing as well. After all... how many people would ever get to say that they'd actually caught Jack Nicholson having sex?!!! It was no secret that the man was a sex fiend but he'd never read any stories in the tabloids about anyone ever having actually caught him in the act before!
